How 'bout dem bears?

Gotta get those creative juices going with some good olde SILENT HILL MUSIC, YEAH!!

Writing this idea for a horror/mystery movie. It's gunna be aaaaaaaaawwwwwwwweeeeesssoooooome!

Anyway, I don't need to tell you this, but your shoe is untied.

In fact, we should have left the pie in the oven longer, so we put it back in for 10 more minutes.

The sun was bright and I wanted to go on a walk, but I did not.

I thought it was the sound of footsteps, but the darkness simply overpowered my senses.

The words were spread onto the page like butter on toast.

Guess what?

I only post on here when I'm up way to late or I'm procrastinating. Tonight it's the latter. Or...both.

I have to write a 1000 word essay by tomorrow. It's not really such a big deal, I guess. I mean, if I put my mind to it I could probably crank out 1000 words in an hour. The only problem is I still need to do the research and cite the sources, and that takes longer than writing the actual paper...

Maybe I'll just get ready for bed, research for an hour, then write for and hour, and then say "fuck it" and go to bed. Good plan, Sarah. Good. Plan.

...

...OOOOOOOOO, LOOK! THE INTERNET!!

FRICKEN CELLPHONES!!

I'm going to have to call the fricken people now. I tried to get it fixed online, but I don't know what my username and password are, and when I try to request my username/password it does stupid things. So now I have to talk to the people on the phone and it'll probably take like half and hour. WTF, THEY WERE SUPPOSED TO RECHARGE MY MINUTES AUTOMATICALLY, WHY IS THIS HAPPENING AND WHY IS THEIR WEBSITE SO STUPID?!

FRICKEN CELLPHONES!! I JUST WANT TO BE ABLE TO TEXT PEOPLE AND SHIT, GOD FUCKING DAMN IT!!!

I just want to sit in a comfy chair and knit forever.

I only ever think to come here late at night when I should have been asleep hours ago. My blog is appropriately named, I suppose.

I don't really know what to say. I just remembered I have a blog and figured I might as well write something. Something, something...

I'm feeling particularly wistful and nostalgic at the moment.

I have to get up in the morning to go to a Taekwondo promotion. I haven't practiced properly. I'm pretty sure I have to break the board with a reverse side-kick this time, and I suck at those. I really really really really don't want to go, but I'm driving my friends up too, so I'm obligated.

I was greatly looking forward to having nothing to do this weekend, but no, there just HAD to be a promotion. FUCKING BALLZ.

Ah, ce la vie. Did I spell that right? Probably not.

Qwat evarz.

"Oh, it's you."

Angela from Silent Hill 2

This is the time of night when I feel like puking my feelings onto a blank document and foolishly sharing it with the world.

But I won't do that.

So goodnight.

A collection of nonsense

I stare at the blank screen and wonder; will this be poetry?
If I try to make it be poetry will it be poetry?
Maybe I
need to
do this formatting thing
like this.
But does that make it poetry?
Lines all broken up?
I’m only fooling myself.
I wasn’t...
Perhaps I wasn’t meant to be a poet.
But maybe I want to be.

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We know everything and you know nothing. We know what life is about, while you sit there and complain about how your life has no meaning. Do something, you fool. Life happens wherever you are, just do something.

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What is that? What was it? Your face, but I can’t remember. And you were so kind, but you were dating that other girl. I wanted to play video games with you. Why am I so stupid in dreams? Of course you didn’t care. I never even saw your face.

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I forgot this was a co-ed bathroom. Wait, how did I get here?

A tall jock walks by, drying his platinum-blonde hair with an equally white towel. He stops.

“Hey, be careful there, little lady,” he says condescendingly, amused.

“What, are you afraid I might beat you up?” I’ll punch his lights out.

He just laughs and walks away.

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Pocky at 1am. Chocolate-y goodness. But I wish it were minty because it’s so hot in here. Thank god for spellcheck. “Loner” rhymes with “boner.”

I blame anime.

In the past I've been against dying my hair because it wouldn't be "natural" or whatever, but I've decided I might as well have some fun with my hair color while I'm still young. I'm thinking maybe I'll get it bleached more blond first. People have been telling me I'd look good with blonder hair, so I might as well try it out.

Other colors I'd like to try: Pink, purple, red, blue, turquoise??, brown???, and others.