Ok, so we can let the dept head off. Turns out it really wasn't him, I was just overreacting. A lot.
I'm pissed! I was guareenteed, all signs to go, not being overly optimistic, promised to get my creative zen tonight. Then someone calls for me to babysit. >.< Of course I made the money, but wasn't too happy about it. I really want my zen! Plus some people are coming to fix my computer on thurs (finally!), and I really wanted my pirated movies offa here and onto there before then. Oh well. I REFUSE to delete them! I love them! <3333
And, since it's been a while since I've had one, a poem. This one is quite old, and is entitled 'For You'.
The crimson water Running down my arm Dripping a peculiar pattern The drops of red Litter the floor below me Calling me Fall to the floor No reason to fight the darkness For you I lived The blood That ran through my veins Is gone Spilt by my own will For you I fought No need to fight the pain Instead it envelopes me Ending my suffering For you I loved Gone Nowhere to be seen Those who I held dear Leaving me, leaving them For you now I die.
[ -baka -] · Wed May 24, 2006 @ 02:18am · 1 Comments |