Sunday, January 15, 2006

i think i should stop writing.

no one even reads this anymore.

Thursday, January 05, 2006

Do Your Ears Hang Low

sometimes i wonder.
can i do it all?
am i anything special?
what do i have that the girl beside me doesn't?
i haven't had [much] lessons.
but i have the determination.
i have the drive.
if i want something bad enough, it can, and will happen.
people ask me, "what do you want to do?"
i am always honest, and always reply with, "well, i want to be a singer, actress, or an author"
then, they always shoot back with, [and it never fails] "no, what do you really want to do?"
could ya have a little bit of faith in me?
that's all i ask.
if i come out on the bottom, or even if i come out on top, is it any of your business?
not to be rude of course.
but as mama always says "if you don't have anything nice to say, don't say anything at all"
and i'm a firm believer in that.

whaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa?

he watched her as she slept. her chest rising up and down. she appeared so peaceful. he stroked her hair gently, keeping the soothing motion that had originally put her to sleep, going. she was the best thing that had ever happened to him. it was nights like this, he longed for, forever. when she entered his life, he forever changed. no more parties, no more drugs. she was what kept him going daily. now if he could only fall asleep himself. he laid there for a bit, listening to the death-defying silence of their bedroom. the only thing to be heard was the wind rustling the leaves outside their window. he glanced out, longingly. he wished he could be more like the wind. and with that, he surrendered to the force, letting his eyes close slowly, and entering the same dream-like aisle his beloved girlfriend was in.

Wednesday, January 04, 2006

Dear Beloved Blogger,

I am sorry about my neglectable behavior. Contrary to popular belief, I have not forgotten about you, I have simply been busy. Forgive me for this sinful behavior. From this moment on, I am going to make a valiant effort to update at least twice a week. Deal? I love you blogger.

Always & Forever,

Krista