Thursday, November 13, 2008. Wednesday, November 12, 2008. I have been stung by sea-urchins. Something that Strong said today in class, about cutting and pasting familiar phrases to create sort of collage poetry, reminded me of another really funny and unique piece in the Burroway Book-. Check it out, and read the explanation in the grey box at the end. Friday, November 7, 2008.

Monday, December 8, 2008. I need to enjoy the fruits of a single life. Friday, November 21, 2008. Like the sound of silence calling,. I hear your voice and suddenly. Like the echoes of our souls are meeting,. You say those words and my heart stops beating. I wonder what it means.

Friday, August 29, 2008.

Saturday, December 6, 2008. In a college dorm hall he cheats on his current girlfriend with his ex. No one knows but the two of them and the feelings that are still there will change their lives. People knew it was coming they just were not sure when, guess they all know now.

Wednesday, December 10, 2008. How many pieces did everyone have for this portfolio? Finally the snow is falling i feel like I am in the north! I feel like the portfolio was the hardest part of my semester in a way. Crunch time these exams are killing me! Thursday, December 4, 2008. And fight in every way. We are all like brothers. And we never accept anyother. Buy ourselves we are just one. But together we can get it done. Some say we are not bros. But to us they are just foes.

Thursday, April 23, 2009. Saturday, October 4, 2008. Friday, October 3, 2008. Grumpy yet nice at the same time may remind you of John. Or remind you of a crazy person. But in fact Susie was a crazy person. Went running around the dark room. O, who gives a shit.

Friday, October 17, 2008. The can of gasoline made a soft tinkering sound as it was hit. As she sat at home one night a knock suddenly came to the door. The neighbor told Connie that his wife wanted her for a moment. She went to see what was needed. When she arrived the neighbors wife began yelling at Connie. Connie stood there saying nothing, blank faced and unknowing. Monday, September 15, 2008. The moon waxes and wanes. The tides ebb and flow.

I guess this blog is just going to be some things I feel like writing about. Monday, December 8, 2008. The Strokes-You only live once. Others are quiet and uptight. Inside they might feel sad and wrong.

Tuesday, December 9, 2008. You could hear it coming, the sound of the rain drops hitting the ground. As it came closer and closer it seemed to get harder and harder. Now hitting the roof of your house it sounded like little pebbles falling from the sky. The rain was so thick and heavy it seemed to be raining cats and dogs. With each drop you could almost hear the sound those animals make. The question is what have I learn from taking this class? 8220;Why yes the.