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Poetry - 23.01.05 Writing - 10.12.05      Older  � From the Heart  � Clairvoyant Elegy  � For the Ghosts of Our Time      Newer  � The Art of Cooking With Turnips  � Radical Dreamer  � Mystery in Red  � Cerulean Dust  � Emerald     nuTang  � Lauren  � ECHO  � Kevin  � Stephanie  � Syd  � Ciara  � Quint  � Rick  � Grace  � Jamie  � Maryann  � Bianca  � Teresa  � Tiffany  � EM.com  � Newgrounds  � Get your own Banana Guard today!  � Quizilla! (Ask if you want a link to mine.)  � Virtual Turntable  � Maddox  � Kefallaville  � Mr. Quach Welcome to Not Getting Run Over By A Forklift 101. For our first lesson we'll... ack! No. NO! What a terrible way to start the class! But aren't solar-powered vampires a bit impractical? Did you know I have somewhere around one hundred forty entires? The primary function of the United States Coast Guard (besides protecting the borders and patroling national waters) is to travel back in time and battle pirates! If wishes were squids, then beggars would write. With the ink, you see. The ink of SO MANY SQUIDS. "It doesn't get any more serious than a Rhinocerus about to charge your ass." Subscribe to this to blog if you would like to be emailed whenever it is updated. | ..:Not-Quite(-As)-Hopeless:.. Wednesday 6.9.04 1:38 pm I was thinking about a lot of things last night before I went to bed, but the most disturbing idea I got was someone moving away. She was joking about it earlier, but I really got to thinking of how I'd feel if she actually left. I'd be even more hopeless than I am now. Heck, this is hard to write... I'd be even more hopelessly in love, I guess. I've already declined, well, I can't say hundreds (although I'd be a more fit match for her if I had), but a good ten girls in hopes that it would work out with someone in the end. I'm afraid that if she did move, I'd keep on declining them for the same reason. I'm sure someone would ask, "Who is it?" I'd say her name. They'd ask, "What classes does she have?" I'd have to say I didn't know. They'd ask, "Why?" And I'd have to say she doesn't go to Mills... I'm pretty sure that would shock almost everyone I could say it to. But, fortunately, that's not going to happen (at least to my knowledge). It may be hopeless, but not quite as hopeless as it could be in theory. That in itself makes me a little happier. Don't ask why, I don't know. And since I feel better for some strange, unknown reason, I'm going to keep it that way and go write poetry to make my mood even better... or, more likely, I'll read. Later, DS
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