double you tee eff.

what the heck? My blog is being mistaken for a spam blog? whaaaaat? gay.

Anyway, I feel slightly better than this morning. Slightly.
I went to some poetry & writers coalition thing at peets to kill some time before waiting for andrew to get out of class. There was just people reading poems and things they've written. They were acceptional, but nothing really stung or stuck with me. This one guy did though, only because he was somewhat depressing. Okay, not depressing but the right word eludes me right now.

One of his short pieces was about cutting off this one girl's head and sewing it as his own...just so he could see what was on her mind. Another one of his pieces was about stabbing himself and the pain feeling so good he couldn't help from smiling. Another one was called "Temper," about how long it took him to get out of a house fire only because he was busy tying up his wife...Yeah. Questionable. But I don't know, to each his own right. Maybe he had more depth than I'm imagining although scenes like that I don't find too welcoming for my mind to open the doors, walk in, sit and ponder them. I'm good, thanks.

I haven't had passionate feelings to write something good about. Most of the things in the past were pretty much the same sad story revolving around the one theme I've encountered more times than I would have liked to: heartbreak. I never write anything well about good things like being in love. Maybe I can, but I haven't. At least not that I can remember.

Sometimes I envy my mom. My dad was her first real & last boyfriend. It amazes me that they got married young (21...I consider that to be young but I guess 'back in the day' it wasn't). Comparing myself to how my mom was her age makes me feel like a slut. But incomparison to some girls these days I feel like a little girl. Funny.

I miss swimming. I want to go running but it's hard to work out when I'll be coughing every ten minutes. This cold needs to go away.

I love walking around campus at night with him. It's a nice feeling.
No sociology tomorrow! I actually look forward to going to that class because our teacher is pretty intelligent about what she teachers and she is pretty hilarious too.
Okay, enough for tonight. Going to shower & sleep.
oyasuminasai~