On a different note, I am constantly soo busy and I feel bad when I can't hang out with everyone that I want to. But school is hard, and work is well, demanding. I have been sick and my hours are slim so I know I am going to start hurting soon. I hate that. I want to buy a car, I just keep praying it will work out you know?
I am still sick and I hate it. I think its going away though. My right tonsil is swollen and has mucus all over it. It looks quite revolting.
I have been doing home work all morning and I told work I would be in an hour later so I could do home work and also so I could sleep a little more. I keep hoping that the more I sleep the sooner I will get better.
I have been doing more creative writing work. I have a lot in my repertoire now.
Here is one I turned in a few weeks ago.
This is the path I never wanted to take,
one I never expected to be on.
Yet I keep walking the dusty road,
over the rigid rocks and boulders,
through the sharp edged tumble weeds,
underneath the blistering summer sky.
She walks a path I would have chosen,
one that I am unable to be on.
The paved even ground underneath
carries her safely through.
While gigantic oaks shade her trail
she, smiling, carries on her way.
I envy her as she strolls along effortlessly
while I grab onto barren branches
desperately trying to brace myself before I fall.
As I look at my worn shoes and deep cuts,
my torn clothing and shaking hands,
I see the path I have tread...and how far I have come.
My teacher says that it is very prosy. I agree. i need to figure out how to fix that. It was an exercise in imagery. She says I should make it longer. Go in more depth. I just need to figure out what exactly I should do with it.
And now I am off to work.