T'was the night before finals

Twas the night before finals, and all through the college,
The students were praying for last minute knowledge.
Most were quite sleepy, but none touched their beds,
While visions of essays danced in their heads.

Out in the taverns, a few were still drinking,
And hoping that liquor would loosen their thinking.
In my own dorm room, I had been pacing,
And dreading exams I soon would be facing.
My roommate was speechless, her nose in her books,
And my comments to her drew unfriendly looks.

I drained all the coffee, and brewed a new pot,
No longer caring that all my nerves were shot.

I stared at my notes, but my thoughts were muddy,
My eyes went a blur, I just couldn't study.
"Some pizza might help," I said with a shiver,
But each place I called refused to deliver.

I'd nearly concluded that life was too cruel,
With futures depending on grades had in school.
When all of a sudden, our door opened wide,
And Patron Saint Put-It-Off ambled inside.

His spirit was careless, his manner was mellow,
When all of a sudden, he started to bellow:
"On Cliff Notes! On Crib Notes! On last year's exams!
On Wingit and Slingit, and last minute crams!"

His message delivered, he vanished from sight,
But we heard him laughing outside in the night.
"Your teachers have pegged you, so just do your best.
Happy Finals to all, and to all, a Good Test!"

I have failed

I have failed to keep this blog running properly (posting everyday). I have failed to keep this blog on its original purpose.

Grrrr. I will try to make it work.

Twilight

I just saw it. I LOVED it. There were things missing that I really wanted to see, but the overall was fantastic!

Christmas

I know its still a holiday away, but I'm watching Jack Frost. In it Jack, the father, dies around Christmas. My freshman year of high school my mom was really sick. There was a time that we thought there was no way she could get better. It was scary. I was fourteen and trying to figure out how I would survive without her. After nearly a month in the hospital something happened (not sure what b/c those details were never shared with me.) and she started to get better. Like I said, it was scary, but things turned out all right in the end.

Good plan!

Even though have a stack of unread books sitting just feet away from me, I am going to reread LYKY (I'd Tell You I Love You, But Then I'd Have to Kill You. See the reason for the short version.) by Ally Carter. I'm not going to read it because its closer, in fact I had to hunt it down (my sister had it for a year), but because every time I read a post on ally's blog (check the sidebar) I feel the need to read her books. Its not something that happens with other peoples blog/vlog. I'm not sure what it is, but I can't keep ignoring it. SOMETHING wants me to read her books again, so I shall.

Need some inspiration to get past frustration

Sometimes I feel like I'm falling behind. That I should have accomplished so much more than I actually have. I will hear a song, read a book, or watch a movie that involves someone my age and think "What did they do to get so far in life when I can't get past this road block?" I may have brought this on myself, but at the same time I don't know how or how to get past it. I want so much out of life that nothing seems possible.

Each time

Every time I think about the authors I've met or that I wish to meet I look at their books and think that I don't want to be one of the ones that figures out what they are good at later in life. I want to know now if I'll be good at writing. I want to know now if I can give someone the same experience I get when I read one of my favorite books. I don't feel like I know enough right now, but at the same time I feel like now is when I have to start. I want to be serious about something that will be there whenever I need it. It almost seems like I am using writing as a crutch to get through life. I didn't even write that in the way I meant. I am sure I've said this before, but I have always had certain things in my life. Chorus,when that was over I would do Drama. And band when it fit. Since those aren't big things anymore it seems to me that I replaced them with writing. Its not even a proper replacement b/c I don't work on anything unless I am extremely bored.