Letter to a Friend-- Hoping to keep it that way.

Ward — Wed, 28 Mar 2007 07:28:44 +0400

Okay, so I'm like 95% sure my best friend is/has fallen for me. Which is the last thing I expected/wanted. This past week has been really really stressful. She's had a horrible life, and has gone through things no one should ever be forced to go through.

Why not?

Ward — Thu, 15 Feb 2007 03:48:36 +0300

Why not make a list? It makes me happy reading others', so I hope mine helps someone else.
I'm happy that:
~I have an amazing, hilarious, crazy family
~I have amazing, hilarious, crazy friends
~I know where I want to go in life
~I think I'm making a difference in my best friend's life
~My best friend is moving to my house soon
~My three pugs are healthy

The Magician's Dove (finished product)

Ward — Wed, 27 Sep 2006 02:00:12 +0400

Hoorah! I finished it. I handed it in yesterday, haven't gotten a mark yet. I'm actualy quite proud of it. Here it is:

Sometime's she feels like life is passing by,
She observes, but never joins.
She's not interested in the games they play,
The lives they live, controlled by their loins.

*Chorus*
What happened to love?
What happened to passion?
Seems like these days,
Ignorance has become fashion.

English Project (tips?)

Ward — Sun, 24 Sep 2006 01:30:21 +0400

I'm supposed to write a song for English class. Every second and fourth line are supposed to rhyme, and it has to include similes, metaphors, hyperbole, all that. This would be sooo much better if I didn't have to rhyme, but here it is, tips would be appreciated. Plus, it's not done, but this is what I have.

The Magician's Dove

Sometime's she feels like life is passing by,
She observes, but never joins.

Almost a good day...

Ward — Sat, 23 Sep 2006 02:38:35 +0400

Isn't it funny how you're having a good day, or relatively good, and one second can change all of that?

If you were the opposite sex (of what you are now), would you be:

Ward — Wed, 24 May 2006 00:13:42 +0400

* Gay\n* Straight\n* Bisexual\n* I don't know\n* Other (please specify)\n

I could've gone to see RENT today! Grr!

Ward — Sun, 14 May 2006 07:08:17 +0400

I was going to see RENT today! My aunt was going to buy me a ticket, and she was going to drive me and my friend there and drop us off. Sounds good doesn't it? Well, i phoned my friend, and she was actually CRYING on the phone because she had relatives coming up from Florida the same day, so she couldn't come. ANGER!! So neither of us could go then. We're gonna see it if it comes back though. Grrr.

What would you like to be called when/if you're a parent?

Ward — Sun, 14 May 2006 06:20:12 +0400

* Mom\n* Mama\n* Ma\n* Mommy\n* Dad\n* Papa\n* Pa\n* Daddy\n* Other (please specify)\n* I'm not having kids\n

Too young for love? But too serious for a crush...

Ward — Mon, 08 May 2006 06:12:46 +0400

I wrote this in the car...
Ever felt like your heart is being ripped out of your chest, and you feel physically sick when you can't be near someone?
There's this girl I love and that's how I feel. My throat closes, my stomach flips, my heart feels like it's being ripped out, and I feel sick when I'm not near her. She's like a drug and I'm addicted. Whenever I'm with her, nothing is wrong, but whenever we say goodbye, I go into withdrawal.

Scary

Ward — Sat, 29 Apr 2006 02:35:35 +0400

Lately I've been thinking seriously about coming out to people in my school. My town is really prejudiced, and small-town minded. I've talked to kids in my old school about gay people and they were accepting of it (sort of). When I went to my new school (Catholic), I didn't really know anyone, so I haven't really had a chance to talk to anyone about gay people and get their opinons on it. Yesterday I saw something kind of scary. We were standing there waiting for our parents to pick us up. These guys were harassing this guy I know (from my old school) and he has a mohawk. They were calling him 'queer, faggot, cocksucker' and all that homophobic bullshit. One guy was even grabbing his crotch and saying 'I bet you want to suck this, don't you faggot?" It scared me. I went and stood beside this guy. They kept yelling things at him, especially the guy who was grabbing his crotch. I turned around and told him to fuck off. It felt good, but I wanted to say more, really tell him off. The harassing subsided, but I know they'll still do it when I'm not around. And it's not like his friends were doing anything about it. And he was trying his best to ignore them.