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So, I'm enrolled into a community college. I had decided to take classes on an air force base because it was closer. Okay, no problems until today. It's hard to navigate the base when you have only been there once before (and you got yourself lost). Apparently, I ran a four-way stop that I was not aware of and I got a ticket. It sent me into a deeper panic attack than ever before. Lately, with graduating high school, taking driver's ed, enrolling into college, and going to college by myself has sent my body into a roller coaster. My fears, anxiety, stress, excitement, worry- all of my feelings have been raging inside of me. The psychological is messing with my physical. I can't eat. When I try, I feel like I will vomit. I feel tired all the time, but I can't sleep. It's weird, you know? This "growing up" business is hard. I miss the younger days. I hope I get used to it college. I'm enjoying it. Classes are great, but I don't like driving on base. My body is still feeling the stress. I don't even feel like going to church tonight. I feel majorly ill. I will go tonight. And I will continue classes at base. I want to see if I can handle it. If it gets to be too much, I will have to inquire about transferring classes. That's all I can do if I get violently ill from lack of eating/sleep.
National Novel Writing Month fastly approaches. NaNoWriMo is an event that occurs every year in the month of November. The goal is to write a 50,000 word novel in 30 Days.
I tried last year, and won (Yay!). I am trying it again this year.
I am going to post updates on here so everyone can see how I am doing.
Saturday, 26 April 2008
Safety
He was a sly one all right. He moved gracefully Within the shadows- Make no sound.
He could move through the night So very fluidly. He is my only foe. My heart pounds.
I try to find a Light That would keep keep me in safety. I found One, and so I am out of bounds.
Painting
Meticulously, she painted. She had been painting that one picture for months now. Her painting room was in the attic, and no one was allowed up there. She wanted- no- needed it to be perfect. It was to be her masterpiece. Oh, how she worked hard everyday on it! As she made her one last stroke, she sighed. It was finally perfect. Her life's work all on one canvas with many colors.
Upon the blue-green sofa Sits a light brown teddy bear. Through the windows lacy curtains, The sun shines in. A sight so rare!
The child's teddy Stares into nothing, But looks as if he is Thinking of everything.
Coming in through the wooden door frame, A little blonde girl comes tumbling. She is looking for Teddy. Oh, how she was searching!
Tears streaming down her rosy cheeks, She grabs him off the couch and holds him tight. "You should not run away so far! You worried me! That is not right!"
She scolded Teddy, but then she smiled. "Aw, do not be upset Teddy! You are safe now! Let us go to bed!" She went up the stairs to go get ready.
On the pastel pink comforter, A teddy bear lies. Staring at nothing With its deep black eyes.
A little girl with a flowing white gown Crawled on top of her bed. She grabbed Teddy, Looked at him and said:
"Time to say our night-night prayers!" She held the bear's paws and said aloud: "Jesus, I ask you to help me be good. Help me to be not selfish and not proud.
"Help me to learn how to be nice. Help me to love and say things that are true. Help me to be strong in all that I do. Help me to be more like You.
"Jesus, keep Mommy and Daddy safe- Keep Teddy and me safe, too! And if You come to see me tonight, Take me to Heaven with You!
"Jesus, Lord, The One Who loves me- You are my one Guiding Light. I love You with all my heart. Now, I have to say good night!
"In Jesus name, amen," she prayed. She covered herself and Teddy And laid her head down. She kissed Her bear then said, "Goodnight Teddy!
"Sweet dreams!" Teddy replied with nothing at all. He only laid there in her arms Staring at the wall.
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