Been a long time

There's a lot on my mind just now. A hundred thousand things and words no matter how many there were could never fully encompass all that I want to say. As it is this past month I've put most of my writing into poetry because I found that I've been able to do it again -- in spurts at least. Unfortunately it remains as draining ever but at the moment I've decided that I'm quite alright with being exhausted frequently. So this entry is mostly an update about the general things in my life

We have a new color guard coach, and I have yet to really come to accept this as a reasonable thing. Mostly because she is "back to the basics" kind of people who knows one medium (in this case flags) and nothing else. So even though I know 5 mediums and can teach them all I am forced to put up with said nonsense and not even allowed to practice sabres. But then in retrospect, I shouldn't actually be practicing sabres with the CFS as it is....

This poem: http://allpoetry.com/Poem/588564 sums up my angst in that if you feel like reading it.

I've started reading the Belgariad again. I do this every so often. It's my favorite series... ever. And as most everyone who knows me knows, since 5th grade when I first started reading the series, I have to listen to James Bond themes while I read it. It's a strange sort of story that I don't quite feel like regaling right now. In any case, I adore Silk. Seriously the sexiest man alive. On that note, I've decided that someday if I get around to it, I'll make a movie series of the books and Johny Depp would have to play Silk. Just to share that.

Oh! And how could I forget?! My last entry was long before my play ever really got going.... The play was lots of fun. It's over now. It ended last weekend actually. I don't actually have any poems about it or really much to say. I love directing and my cast rocked. We had to MAJORLY edit the play though. It was long, boring and needed help in the dialogue area. But it was quite nice when performed I think. And yes, I really want to go into directing as a career.

Ninja Turtles are back on TV! :D It's very exciting, they're actually the same episodes as WAY back when I was little and they showed them, but they changed the song. And my siblings and I have decided we are all like the ninja turtles. Actually I have a poem for that one too: http://allpoetry.com/Poem/619022

And I'm ALMOST all caught up in my classes. All I have left is a short story which I've been too sick to actually do (been overworked quite a big lately) and then finals.

PT is going .... iffy. They've put me on pool exercises and I have to go to the Y like once a week at the moment but they want me to go like 3 times a week during the summer.

AND best of all: NEW Inuyasha episodes are out!!!! :D :D :D :D

And right now I'm feeling... Surrounded and yet so very very alone. Hey wait I have a poem from way back when about that. *digs through archives* http://allpoetry.com/Poem/186027

Honestly, I'm feeling very anti-people in general. Everyone I talk to seems to be unfriendly. Not on purpose but it's like everyone I've talked to this week (except Greg) was at precisely the wrong moment and so they were all... eh. We're not going there. Maybe I'm just ultra-sensitive. But maybe I'm right and I'm the world's emotional punching bag. Which is why right now I just want to hide away from every single person in the world now. Not that I can... And I really want to dive into writing my book again but I can't.... I just can't at all. Chronic Fatigue bites. And since I can't go to my book then I'll take the next best thing -- reading any other fantasy that I know and love. In this case the Belgariad. It's so safe and happy.

*yawn* I'm tired. Really tired actually. I feel like I've been working nonstop this past month. I haven't but even doing one day of real "work" a week tends to wear me out for a long period of time. It's pathetic I know but hey... another year they say. Something to look foward to I guess.

So I'm going to go out with a song: Hold On from the Secret Garden:

What you've got to do is finish what you have begun
I don't know just how but it's not over till you've won
When you see the storm is coming see the lightning part the skies
It's too late to run, there's terror in your eyes
What you do then is remember this old thing you've heard me say
It's this storm not you that's bound to blow away

Hold on, Hold on, there's someone standing by
Hold on, Don't even ask how long awhile
Child, hold on to what you know is true
Hold on till you get through
Child oh child, Hold on

When you feel your heart is pounding fear a devil's at your door
There's no place to hide, you're frozen to the floor
What you do then is you force yourself to wake up and you say
It's this dream not me, that's bound to blow away

Hold on, Hold on, the night will soon be by
Hold on, untill there's nothing left to try
Child hold on, there's angels on the way
Hold on and hear them say
Child oh child

And it doesn't even matter if the danger and the doom
Come from up above or down or just come flyin' at you from across the room
When you see a man who's ragin' and he's jealous and he fears
That you've walked through walls he's hid behind for years
What you do then is you tell yourself to wait it out and say
It's this day, not me that's bound to go away

Child hold on, It's this day not you that's bound to go away