09/25/14 7:00 AM
-feed cats ¥
-take pills
-study for test
-give cat water
-write on board about cat food
-change litter box
-clean room
-*optional* blog/journal
-*optional* work on violin
-*optional* work on Marla Saga
-*optional* work on ANaE
-*optional* work on Girl's Sugar
I realize it's been a while since I've written an entry. I guess a lot has happened. I'm going to community college, I'm making a short film, (I don't know if I've ever said but I got glasses,) I'm doing Wushu/Kung-fu, and now I have a violin. Things haven't been all that bad and I'm making the most of college. I've bee working on the Marla Saga (it's no longer a trilogy) and A Night and Eternity, and they are going well. I've come up with more story ideas and written more poetry. I wrote a poem about my selfesteem. I had a conversation with a friend that triggered the idea. I was saying how it felt like I had 2 girls in my head fighting to be in control. One was my self-hate, the other my conceitedness. I don't know, I guess it really sparked an idea.
So last night I got a violin. I named her Chamomile McScone and the bow is named Early Grey McScone (they're either siblings or married). Within an hour of having them, I learned "Twinkle, Twinkle, Little Star." It was still kinda bad, but I did pretty well for only having a violin for an hour.
Well, I'm off to get ready for a new day. I've got class today (Tues, Thurs, Sat) and a test. I think I'm going to be very sore from Wushu yesterday (Mon & Wed), we worked hard.
I'm so happy about the rain <3
Poem: Voices
Two girls arguing inside my brain
Both driving me to be insane
Extremes of either love or hate
So all my emotions I try to feign
Dragging me along like some bait
Sitting back, I just watch and wait
Not sure if I can trust any of this
Wondering if this will forever be my fate
One moment I will sing in rejoice
To another where I hate my voice
I can't feel what I once knew
For they take away that choice
Both girls fight to try and woo
That there is something I can do
So only in one feeling I should bask
For it is impossible to feel two
"But how to survive?" I constantly ask
For self-feeling has become such a task
I hear the voices in this session
Repetitively telling me to wear the mask
Going into this mental obsession
Drawing back into another recession
From this fight shall I gain?
I constantly will ask this question
Two girls fighting within my brain
Making me feel completely insane
Feelings of either love or hate
So all those emotions I have to feign
