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October 2010
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Haiku every day.

Every. FUCKING. Day.

At least one. Extra credit for more.

Now let's define our terms.

By "haiku," I mean the 17-syllable English version. Something I learned recently is that Japanese haikus are based not on syllables but on something else, and that they would be shorter than the ones we usually churn out. So I guess I'm talking about the fake kind.

Haha. Whatever. The point for me is just to have fun. I want to promise to do something each day that will be creative, but not too time-consuming. Also, I rarely really try to enjoy "the moment." I'm always worried about the future or wondering about the past. I think the past and future are important, but you have to be able to enjoy the present, too.

So I figure that trying to think of how to make 17 syllables express something significant might help me concentrate on the interesting things around and within me, because that's where I'll be looking for inspiration.

I'm also planning to do a small picture every day...even if I end up drawing the same kinds of things EVERY day...

For the record: Warm heartbeats in tree colors reflect our hearthflames, the chill accenting.

I'm going to go to bed and compose today's.

Screw all this friends-only crap...from now on, only if it's really sensitive info that I probably shouldn't be telling my friends, either.

Funny how I can talk like months have not passed since I made an entry.

Last time I made an entry, some very interesting things were taking place. But I didn't mention any of them to anybody except close family members for fear of scaring away the magic. Seven months later, well...we've been dating for half a year already.

That's been the best part.

Other than that, I finished up another semester. One to go.

I can NOT wait to get out of school. I hate, loathe, detest, and abhor attending school. Yes, all at once, even though they all mean the same thing. And please, please don't say anything about "opening doors" or making me a Well-Rounded Person. I've been opening doors for seventeen years now; I want to see something other than yet another door behind it. All the doors look pretty much the same, too...

Oh, right, Last entry was about my grandfather's kitty. I did pick out a new one during Thanksgiving break; her name is Lucy, and she is very sweet, especially to him, which is very important. <3

And about all those stupid animal muse posts, how embarrassing. Of course, I'm still working on it.

When you are recreating in a state park such as Hammonasset Beach, where I am working, and you see a bright red Wrong Way sign on the road, you should not drive toward it.

Current Mood: cheerfulcheerful
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