sick sick sick!

As a child, I was consistently sick. So sick, I would miss school by weeks sometimes which led me to be homeschooled for a year and repeat gr 3 :(! I built up such an amazing immune sysyem that now, it's almost impossible to get sick. Sometimes it catches up with me..today...for example! Ah well, will hopefully be better soooon! :)

New light to journalism...maybe...

I was meaning to blog the other night, but I became much too overwhelmed with me studies! Stories, journals etc... I've been pretty down and unmotivated about journalism lately, it doesn't help being stuck in some program where you don't find much interest in or, can see yourself doing something entierly different with your life. But, a mirical I believe is starting to happen. Since, I began my blogging journey, I seem to be getting great compliments from my profs and A-s!! can you believe it!? Cs to As?! I must not flaunt toooo much but I am proud of my success. Journalism is starting to become easier! Maybe this is a whirlwind effect? Before I fall to another passion I must pick up something where I last left off. Sure, I will freelance if that has much hope in today's world.....Anyways, just thought I would spread some of my pride! :D

ewwww sleep!

it's silly to lay wide awake at night. But sleeping is only for the mortals. I believe I must be part vampire, pale face hates sleeping at night? hmmm...I must be insane! But aren't we all mad here? Only 1 "class" tmr pftt catching the bus for almost nothing...listening in on another "story meeting"...can't wait for this to be over!!! :P

Moments of lust & memories

I spend a majority of my time daydreaming in a world of aching memories. I spend my time listening to repeated Taylor Swift songs over and over again. Why? I love lust, such a fragile word, interpertating so many things for me. Some memories I almost lived, others I wish to forget. I have love, but no matter how much love you have in your life, you will always ache for those lustful memories. Just as I put my puzzle pieces together, there will always be missing and broken ones. We're fragile, and small. Our hearts flutter only for brief moments before breaking into dawn again. </3
Memories forever engraved.

hello and welcome to my blog!

I finally decided to create my own blog. Since in the near future I will decide to freelance, thought this would be a great way to get started as a young writer. My alice twin and lovely friend Trina inspired me, after reading a few of her blogs. Her writing is fresh and full of energy! :) I am not sure what you will be expecting to see of my blog, I am a random writer and as most writers can relate I stumble across blocks and curves every so often. I guess I will use this blog to post my feelings, and I suppose some writing along the way :) You know you can always check out the journalism website I write for at school: http://theshield.cambriancollege.ca/Pages/default.aspx :P I do strive hard in my writing, but journalism is another far fetched idea of mine. It has nothing to do with what I am feeling, I can't feel anything for it. Sure, you get to travel and see things others may not, but it takes away from my opinion and feelings...it's just to frusturating!! :( Maybe one day I can get a novel published or some poems. One day maybe I will be someone :P "a writer" ahh the glory!