August 2009
how to become a writer
first , try to be something, anything, else. A movie star/astronaut. A movie star missionary. A movie star/kindergarten teacher, President of the world. Fail miserably. It is best if you fail at an early age — say, fourteen. Early, critical disillusionment is necessary so that at fifteen you can write long haiku sequences about thwarted desire. It is a pond, a cherry blossom, a wind brushing...
“après ma mort je veux être capable d’avoir changé la façon que les gens...”
“so there was this woman and she was on an...
notfeelingcreative:
01 Pride and Prejudice - Jane Austen - reading this year 02 The Lord of the Rings - JRR Tolkien 03 Jane Eyre - Charlotte Bronte 04 Harry Potter series - JK Rowling 05 To Kill a Mockingbird - Harper Lee 06 The Bible 07 Wuthering Heights - Emily Bronte 08 Nineteen Eighty Four - George Orwell 09 His Dark Materials - Philip Pullman 10 Great Expectations - Charles Dickens ...
oh and garrett,
some of us just aren’t as interested in politics as others are. yes i realize that it’s crucial for everyone to understand what’s going on because the government effects everybody and we need to be aware of current events. however, when the time comes for me to contribute into selecting new officials and what not. i will definitely be sure to research and...
well first ‘week’ of school is over.
now i’m going to go through all my classes and evaluate my teachers because i think it’s fun.
Blue days: 1.) IB Math Studies - Mrs. Heaton we must’ve gotten off on the wrong foot last year or something in algerba II, because i don’t think she’s ever liked me. she only likes people who care about math, and i am not one...
summer’s over.
my god, it’s flown by so fast. but it truly has been really nice.
it’s been a peaceful summer.
i’ve really enjoyed all the time i’ve spent with my friends. they mean so much to me, and i feel like we’ve all gotten just that much closer.
camp, myrtle beach, horse shows, warped and other shows, party’s, breaking rules, lots of movie nights...
who knows if the moon's...
who knows if the moon’s a balloon, coming out of a keen city in the sky—filled with pretty people? (and if you and i should get into it, if they should take me and take you in their balloon, why then we’d go up higher with all the pretty people
than houses and steeples and clouds: go sailing away and away sailing into a keen city which nobody’s ever visited, where
always...
“they spoke in a different language, through the universal language of music....”
– my two concluding sentences in my awakening essay.
Watchmatter0fcontext:
alexmason:
I stumbled upon this randomly looking at stuff on my computer. This is almost a year ago oh my.
Covering Jersey by Mayday Parade
taylor, lets do this.
lets do it!
What song is this?
notfeelingcreative:
and when I say let’s keep in touch I really mean I wish that you’d grow up this is the first song for your mix tape and it’s short just like your temper somewhat golden like the afternoons we used to spend before you got too cool
brand new dawg!
mixtape.
remember me when i am gone away, gone far away into the silent land; when you can no more hold me by the hand, nor i half turn to go yet turning stay. remember me when no more, day by day, you tell me of our furture that you plann’d: only remember me; you understand it will be late to counsel then or pray. yet if you should forget me for a while and afterwards remember, do not grieve: for if...
