Sometimes I think about posting more. I have millions of stories that I could post, but part of me is petrified of showing them to the world. I haven't posted a poem in months. I'm searching through my cluttered files to find an old one.My writting style has changed. I suppose that happens when one gets older. In fact, I'm believe I'm softening. I think I'm planning on posting on that needs to be...

Hey everyone :)I'm writing a journal entry in a wonderful mood. Right now the girls in my class are watching "The Mircle of Life" while the boys play kickball. Which is totally bogus. (excuse my outdated slng)And I'm sitting at home writing a mibba blog. That's pretty sweet. Anyway, that's not why I'm happy. I jut finished the dress rehersal for my show tonight. There are some flaws, like the...