I still haven't figured out why comments are disabled or how to fix it. If you know how to fix this, help is greatly appreciated. Thanks.
**edit**
They should work now. You just have to go to the blogs individual page and the comment box should be right there.
W00t
Monday, March 30, 2009
ALSO ALSO ALSO
I want to try to to BEDA. We'll see how it goes.
(go to maureenjohnson.ning.com for more info)
(go to maureenjohnson.ning.com for more info)
Blawg
Om nom nom nom nom nom nom
chips and salsa
nom nom nom nom nom nom nom
There's something that needs to get out somewhere so maybe someone will give me a hard time about it...
My senior project research paper is due on friday
i have not started
that's 9 pages i have to write in 4 days.
help.
I'll be emailing my teacher for help/an extension tonight. i know it's only my fault, but regardless, that's the situation.
*sigh*
chips and salsa
nom nom nom nom nom nom nom
There's something that needs to get out somewhere so maybe someone will give me a hard time about it...
My senior project research paper is due on friday
i have not started
that's 9 pages i have to write in 4 days.
help.
I'll be emailing my teacher for help/an extension tonight. i know it's only my fault, but regardless, that's the situation.
*sigh*
Monday, March 16, 2009
HELLO
I haven't posted in quite a time, so here, have a poem by me!
Carseat
She sits inside
Her little seat,
Booties on
Her little feet.
Faster, Faster,
Road flies by
As she looks toward
The summer sky.
New eyes wide
With warm delight
Take in the colors,
Shapes, and lights.
Gazing sweetly,
She can’t read
The ads that they
Would have her see.
Symbols, words—unique and strange;
She only sees the mountain range.
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I know it sucks. It's hard to write in the style of a poet who you are not.
On a more personal, diary-like note, I'm super worried my boyfriend is going to get drunk tomorrow, and possibly a little bit inebriated at school... I don't know how to handle this. Also, that sentence was comma-tastic. Grammar FTW.
BLARG
BED
NOW
GOOD NIGHT!
Carseat
She sits inside
Her little seat,
Booties on
Her little feet.
Faster, Faster,
Road flies by
As she looks toward
The summer sky.
New eyes wide
With warm delight
Take in the colors,
Shapes, and lights.
Gazing sweetly,
She can’t read
The ads that they
Would have her see.
Symbols, words—unique and strange;
She only sees the mountain range.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
I know it sucks. It's hard to write in the style of a poet who you are not.
On a more personal, diary-like note, I'm super worried my boyfriend is going to get drunk tomorrow, and possibly a little bit inebriated at school... I don't know how to handle this. Also, that sentence was comma-tastic. Grammar FTW.
BLARG
BED
NOW
GOOD NIGHT!
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