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Day Journal Entry 2September 27th, 2011, 2:32 pm~
While I should be working on practicing my book chat, I have taken to writing once again. I'll regret it when it's my turn to go up in front of the class and talk about the wonders of "Sleeping Freshman Never Lie" for 3 minutes.
Today is twin day at Atlee. So my friend, Lauren Freeman, and I have decided to dress alike. Everything is the same. Matching shirts, skinny jeans, dark coloured Airwalks, and same colour and length hair! The only thing is she wears glasses. I don't. I borrowed my brother's. He's almost practically blind! So, here I am, trying to write this paper, when I can't even properly see what I'm putting down! Every time I move my eyes, they have to take a few seconds to try and focus before just un-focusing again.
Well, I could look on the bright side. Glasses are supposed to make you look smart, right? Maybe, while I'm in front of the class, stumbling over my words, the class will think everything I'm saying is poetry due to the fa
Day Journal Entry 1September 26th, 2011, 3:00 pm~
Well, just finished my unit 1 test in Geometry. What else to do but write while I'm waiting? I got about 25 minutes or so.
Haven't written anything in a while, to say the least. Having school and my first and only boyfriend has consumed most of my life. Not much to write about either. Speaking of which, what do I write about? I can't think straight I feel like I'm gonna sick any second now. What did I eat? Hmm fries, cheese sticks, chips, muffin. Not too healthy. But, is that a reason to feel this horrible? Maybe I'm just cold. There's a fan constantly turning, and turning in my direction. And a trail of snot running down my nose (I'll go get a tissue, don't worry). I can hardly breathe due to congestion and stuffy nose. God, I hate colds.
The only thing worse than a cold is worrying about your sweetheart getting it from you. What with all the contact between you two and such. Hugging, holding hands, and kissing. They're bound
There was once a girl who went by the name of Laura. No one knew if that was truly her real name, but everyone just called her Laura, so we will, too.
Now, Laura wasn't your average girl. She didn't place her main interests in shopping and boys. She barely even wore make-up. A few say she was like a boy who was put in a girl's body by accident. But, no one truly knew Laura truly enough to be sure of that. Only she knew her place in the world. She liked to call herself unique, not different, like some people thought. She knew she was supposed to be a girl, not a boy. People just noticed her more boy-ish qualities. She actually had a few girl qualities as well; she just didn't show them much. She never found interest in other girls. In fact, she even had a few crushes on a few boys before, but rarely spoke about it. She wasn't one to fight for fun, to tell the truth, she was sort of a wimp. She would enjoy the occasional shopping trip, but
Stranger LoveI am not the sunlit wing-print
splayed out on the bedroom wall.
I am not the dark mass forming
in a corner of an airless hall.
I am not the viscous vengeance
where you sink your spinning wheels.
I am not the leaky bucket
hung up on your wishing well.
You are not my soul mate missing
wandering a winter's night.
You are not the sound of angels
singing by a candle's light.
You are not the rasp of fingers
fumbling with a hasp of steel.
You are not the tattered towel
soaking up the things I feel.
I am the oblivious child,
dancing where the wildflowers are.
You are my unwitting captive
lighting up a jelly jar.
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