Just an update!

Hey guys. I know. It's been an extremely long time since I have been here. But I'm not going to waste your time apologizing when it could be better spent reading about the pointless details of my life!

Woohoo!

Anyway, first order of buisness.... I have another blog!!

No, that does not mean I am ditching this one to ride on to the coat-tails of a more successful blog.... Actaully I'm not ditching this one at all.

It's a poem blog that me and a couple of my English class entourage invented where... we write poems!

So check it out!

Second order of buisness....

I had a little photoshoot done with me and my GRAND PIANO!!!! and other places. So if you would like to go check out some of the photos (and maybe comment so that I can get a free pring) that would be fantastic! =) =) =)

So check me out!

Oh and I'm sorry that this post wasn't really much of anything, but I will get back to posting when things settle down on this end of the world wide web!

Jabborwocky!

Yes, I'm doing another blogging challenge. I shall succeed this time! I promise you! The person I'm doing it with (yes, I have mentioned her before!) is Stephanie over at What's So Random. The challenge is you have to blog out your name (starting today!) I'm doing Jennifer so... today is J!

'Twas brillig, and the slithy toves
Did gyre and gimble in the wabe:
All mimsy were the borogoves,
And the mome raths outgrabe.
"Beware the Jabberwock, my son!
The jaws that bite, the claws that catch!
Beware the Jubjub bird, and shun
The frumious Bandersnatch!"
He took his vorpal sword in hand:
Long time the manxome foe he sought
So rested he by the Tumtum tree,
And stood a while in thought.
And, as in uffish thought he stood,
The Jabberwock, with eyes of flame,
Came whiffling through the tulgey wood,
And burbled as it came!
One two! One two! And through and through
The vorpal blade went snicker-snack!
He left it dead, and with its head
He went galumphing back.
"And hast thou slain the Jabberwock?
Come to my arms, my beamish boy!
Oh frabjous day! Callooh! Callay!"
He chortled in his joy.
'Twas brillig, and the slithy toves
Did gyre and gimble in the wabe:
All mimsy were the borogoves,
And the mome raths outgrabe.

This is the poem is by Lewis Carroll, even though Jabberwocky just actually means gibberish. Come to my arms, my beamish boy! Sound really creepy. So there is some literature for you. Just another hump day. Last Wednesday of the school year!

Poem!!!!

Ok. No more A-Z blogging challenge. I apologize =(

Anyway on a happier note I wrote a poem for English and.....

GOT A FRICKEN HUNDRED PERCENT!!! and some pretty damn nice comments to go with it! Let me know what you think!

(the poem with no title and screwed up font)

I’m supposed to let you drive

let you have control

of my life.

I’m not supposed to hurt.

If you take my hand

I could live like

you want me to.

I’m not supposed to

have scars.

You could open my eyes

to everything

around me.

But

what if I let go?

and lose control

what if you’re not there

to catch me?

Will I fall…

                                                             fall…

                                                            
                                                                                                      fall…

                                                                                                                                              f

                                                                                                                                                                   a

                                                                                                                                                                                       l

                                                                                                                                                                                                            l

I’m not supposed to have scars.