Hmm...

...Ya know what? Screw this. This blog is simply not working. I have nothing to say. What I do have to say, I'd rather not share, nor do I particularly feel like typing it out when no one will read it anyway. So, this will probably be my last post. Buh-bye now.

Time passes like a football player on steroids.

Time, my oldest friend...
I think you age faster than I do
You slyly slip by, you're three
when I'm still two.
Your years get ahead of me,
minutes sneak past
into infinite nothingness,
but the memory of what has been.
Another moment, vanished into the abyss
of time already gone
which can never be recovered...
but another moment never fails to come,
replacing it's predecessor...
And it is gone before I've realized it's there.
Time, my greatest enemy...
I long for days that are lost,
moments I can never visit.
You dangle these over my head,
in the form of memories,
nothing more than records of of old times
never to be forgotten, never relived.
Time, you trick me, slipping a year out from under my feet,
your soft tongue teasing,
as, once again, I find myself wondering how another year passed.

Kay, I know this sucks. This is the first draft, I just typed it in here exactly how it is, just cause I wanted to write something......what can I say, practice makes perfect...x] And I don't know if I should keep this title or not. Hmm...

Awakening. (a poem, written by me. Yay.)

Spinning in the calmest waters
I create a cyclone sea
But no damage, I'm alone
Just the darkness, the water and me.
Faster than assumptions rush,
accusations fly and lurk,
I will scatter, flecks of dust
blown by wind into the murk.
Smoother than a serpent shadow,
soft as wind blows light and lonely,
Doubt will creep into my mind,
with words that whisper "If only, if only..."

Stumble, heavy steps up the hill
I tumble, head over mind over will
And the rumble of thunder, of wonderous blunder
when my mind is under the darkening clouds,
will serve to remind me of how you can blind me
while quietly lying I get turned around.

Sinking into solemn slumber
Farther than a hope can leap,
I awaken wishing wonders
Hidden deeper than dreamers sleep.
Screaming loud as the sobbing sky,
Tears as wet as deserts come,
Someone hear my silent cry
and read me like the rising sun.
Shimmer sadly through the dark
Shining surface smooth as snakes
Shattered, and the glass is sharp
when I ascend...I am awake.

GET WITH THE PROGRAM, GRACE. Gosh....

Sooo. Haven't posted on here since November...>.< Sorry about that. Not that anyone actually cares. The thing about blogging is, it's not all that interesting. I had no time to blog over most of the school year, and no reason either. The only reason I am doing so now, is that I am rather bored. Anyway...

I read all of my previous blog entries just now, and to my chagrin, I found myself getting annoyed at my own entries. I was sorely tempted to delete all of my old posts and start over. I am such a SPAZZ!!! ...that's not even what annoys me though. My posts are all just utterly DULL and BORING. Seriously. I listed my freaking SCHEDULE. Did I think ANYONE was going to want to read that?????? Even now, I'm not writing anything interesting at all...just kind of rambling. I am just a boring person, I guess. From now on though, I'm gonna try and write only about more interesting things....like, my opinions on current events or issues, maybe some stuff I write, if it's any good, perhaps if anything interesting is happening in my life for once, I will write about that. And I might occasionally go on rants about people or events that no one reading this blog will know or care about....because it is far more satisfying to rant if you can post it online and know there's at least SOME chance of someone reading it.
Hmm. Anything else?
I think not. Another post will most likely be coming soon.
Toodles.