November 2010
17 posts
Writing Prompts for FYS
Getting in trouble in class: I remember yawning loudly…repeatedly… in my math class with Mr. McCandless until he got pissed at me and called me rude. I stopped only after he threatened to give me a detention, but I stand by my actions. He was jerk and I hope he’ll give up teaching because he is a horrible one.
Learning how to read: I remember reading chapter books in 1st grade...
The holidays...
are a time for family to gather and for everyone to rejoice. It gives us over-worked college students a break from class and teachers a break from yelling at them. But Thanksgiving has always held a sore spot to me.
My mother’s first heart attack happened around Thanksgiving, give or take a day. Now the holiday is a reminder of that and somehow, the massive amounts of Turkey I consume upon...
Writing is not...
cathartic for me. It just brings up bad memories and makes me think about everything in my life that is wrong….when I’d rather think of the positives. Writing my memoir is killing my mood, but I keep listening to a friend’s guitar work he put up and it’s beautiful. The haunting melodies and the twang of the strings are allowing me to breath, letting my anxiety leave me....
Life is...
for the most part, amazing! I love the life I’m living, even though I keep having random episodes of pain and there’s a lot going on at home. Somehow, I’m able to rise above the troubles and it’s worth it. I had dinner with two of my friends, Angel and Case, and could not stop laughing. College is so much better than high school! <3 life right not
Corney-ass song, but it reminds me of easier times...
Coconut rum is...
amazing, but dangerous. I would bathe myself in the vat of it due to its gorgeous smell……. but that’d be a little weird. See, coconut rum is my weakness, and in turn, the reason I due stupid shit. Tonight, before being sexiled from a SLEEPOVER (wtf?), I not only kissed a straight man (quite a few times) but a girl, too. Love her to death, but somehow being straight as a...
I thought that...
I had left all the prejudice against my illness behind in high school, but guess what has caught up to me here? NEVER judge who I am off what I can’t do and NEVER judge me for being sick because I will show you just how fucking IGNORANT of a person you truly actually are.
In the words of a sincere friend, “Fuck it.” I refuse to let this be detrimental to my health, physical and...
I am
tired :(
It's the small things...
That really count! Spending the night with a friend watching The Best Of Will Ferrell: SNL Volume 3, all clips are hilarious! Being able to spend time with friends AT COLLEGE is beyond amazing, since this time last year, I didn’t even know if I was going to college. How the time has flown!
I don't think...
that my work-out habits are healthy! 3 hours in the gym and 5 miles of a stationary bike!!!
I’m not in too much pain, but tomorrow morning will be a totally different issue. I don’t let my pain get in the way of working out, though I do moderate what I do in the gym to how I feel. I ended up going super long on the bike because I was reading (doing my homework) and lost track of...
