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She sat and waited for the email. It used to be ‘waiting for the call’ but she doesn’t really do the phone thing. She’s eating grapes, and she’s waiting.. and waiting. She just moved here, and she just met him. She didn’t expect to meet anyone. It was random. A chance encounter. She really likes him, she has to admit. She doesn’t like admitting that for some reason. About anyone. She’s just getting used to be being back in ‘real life’ mode. He emails her. She isn’t sure what to say back. She smiles and waits until later to get back. Maybe when her head is more clear. She’ll go watch a sitcom or two. Paint her nails. Finish off her grapes. Life is interesting. Confusing but interesting. She thinks he likes her.
» Posted By elena On 01.17.2009 @ 9:27 am
I used to think I had it in my veins. That it was my purpose in life. I think I just kind of made it my purpose. Is that what most people do? Pick something and then make it their everything? Or are you born with what you’re meant to do in your blood? Because I don’t feel like I’m meant to do anything anymore. I feel like I have no purpose. I feel so pointless. Yeah, I’ll clean up after you and show you how to do something. Yeah, I’ll be there for you when the going gets tough. I guess it’s more than some people do. A lot less than most. I guess that’s just how my life is going to go. Never outstanding, but always there when you need me. You’ll forget about me the other 99% of the time.
» Posted By elena On 01.14.2009 @ 1:34 pm
I can’t even think of a word or paragraph to gov with ‘favorite.’ I have few favorites these days. Peace would be one of them, but it’s nowhere I look. Why, in this sudden saving grace that I’ve been hoping for for ages, am I now more confused and troubled than ever? Why can’t I just be happy? Why can’t I find my ‘favorite thing?’ Maybe it doesn’t exist. I can’t even write my mind is whirling around so much. Listening, wondering, worrying. Why is the dream suddenly dead and seemingly doomed? Why can’t I find it?
» Posted By elena On 01.12.2009 @ 7:09 am
Is it now or never? or do I wait? I can’t decide. My stomach is turning. I can’t figure out which direction to go in. Both scare me. Both have ups. Both have downs. I can’t decide. Which is best? I kept hoping for this, but now that it’s here it’s just as confusing. I wish I could just be grateful and enjoy the change in my life. And save up for a promising future. Is that the best bet? I guess I’ll have to go with my gut on this one. Or against it?
» Posted By elena On 01.10.2009 @ 1:50 pm
They sat beside each other at the edge of town. It was their usual spot. They had a year and a half to go, but they were already thinking of the end. When they would go their separate ways. Well, if they would was the bigger worry. Did they want this to continue or did they want more? They were pretty happy with things. Walking the dark sidewalks together every night and day. Doing the same shit they always did. But they knew someday it would have to end. But.. at least.. the memories, even if it did end, wouldn’t be finite. This had meant too much.
» Posted By elena On 01.09.2009 @ 1:05 pm
It was a really bad cartoon, but I watched it anyway as the clock ticked down, and I sighed heavily as I waited. Waiting. I’ve come to hate this game. I’m not good at it. I never win. I always give up in the end. They think I will this time too. But I just watch my silly shows and bide my time. Pretending everything is fine. Everything is looking up. But I wonder.. is it? Or would I rather just sit here and watch those cartoons while pretending to be waiting still.
» Posted By elena On 01.08.2009 @ 7:07 am
I don’t need it. Wealth. At least the standard version. I want peace of mind. I don’t need the world. I want a tiny piece of it just for me. Nothing huge, nothing outrageous. I want just a tiny piece of mind and a little bitty house to keep it in. Just for me. No one else. I don’t want the world. I just want a tiny piece. Is that selfish? Is it outlandish? Tell me it isn’t.
» Posted By elena On 01.06.2009 @ 9:40 am
Only a couple of days left before she would see him. She was looking forward to it as she went through her day. Wake up, school, go home and hang out with her friends. Put up with her family. That was the hardest one. They didn’t know she was meeting him. They didn’t know a lot about her, honestly. She put on her clothes and went through her day. Just being that normal, kind of shy girl they all thought she was. Then one day she got in the car and packed away all the things she cared about. And as she drove off to meet him she knew she would never come back.
» Posted By elena On 01.05.2009 @ 12:23 pm
The purse glared at me, beady black with silver buckles. I glared back, and looked my dark reflection in the eye. I made a face, but then the woman whose purse it was turned around, glared at me, and walked away.
» Posted By elena On 04.02.2009 @ 11:46 am
I dropped it. Somewhere back there my poor leather purse is lying on the dirty Paris street. I turn around and run back up one street and hurry down another but no purse. I succeed only in becoming hopelessly lost.
“Are you looking for something?” calls a voice, half mocking, half kind.
» Posted By Elena On 04.02.2009 @ 11:37 am
i wear them on my wrist. they get in my way at school because i will try and write then it gets in the way. i dont really wear them. they can b expensive. i dont own many
» Posted By Elena On 03.30.2009 @ 4:58 pm
something on ur wrist, pretty, jewlery. i dont wear them. But they are sometimes shiny.
» Posted By Elena On 03.30.2009 @ 4:55 pm
I am thinking of a red scarf with snow falling and very cold outside. It is a pretty scarf and it is blowing in the wind. I love wearing scarves when it is cold and snowing outside. This is all I can say about this scarf.
» Posted By Elena On 07.19.2008 @ 5:24 am
I meant it when I said I was done. I meant it when I said that once I was gone; I would be gone. I haven’t kept my word for a couple of years. Said I would when I wouldn’t. Said I did when I didn’t. Said I didn’t when I did. I’m tired. I want to just be myself. I just want to be free. I mean it. I meant it. This is the time. This is the year. 2009 will be a life changing experience. FOR THE BETTER. Got that? For the better. That is going to be the change. Hope in 2009. I mean it.
» Posted By elena On 01.03.2009 @ 12:23 pm
up down why they made a craft when will that become reality who decides what reality is reall realism that always interesting school makjes you think about tat hover fuck that sleeping on top like an air bed ania miss her
» Posted By elena On 12.03.2008 @ 11:48 am
never just know. assuming leads to misunderstandings. You should not speak if you don’t know what is it that you are talking about.
» Posted By Elena On 08.26.2009 @ 10:37 am
i sneeze when im near you…i sneeze when u call…i sneeze cause im nearvous…i sneeze cause i like u….do you sneeze too?
» Posted By Elena On 08.25.2009 @ 9:33 am
the day , the air…and how angry I get when I’m sticky. do hear me Orlando? that’s why I left you…happily. No need to cry. I’ll visit again. Only this time, I leave when I want, and you can have your rain and your hurricanes and your sticky grossness. I’m no hater. This is all real stuff.
» Posted By Elena On 08.03.2009 @ 7:53 pm
i remember once we got out kitchen retiled. it didn’t do much it was in the old apartment. i remember the walls we used to mountain climb up god we were young so many memories i wish being young with no worries
» Posted By elena On 07.30.2009 @ 7:40 pm
twine is what i will wrap you in…making a handle and then lifting our hollow body to take you to the place that mattered most. we are running out of time. string wrapped in string wrapped in you
» Posted By elena On 07.22.2009 @ 4:46 pm
That was just a perfect moment.The coral was incredibily bif, and that reminds me all the things that i never told to sarah.I think i should be just melancolic in these fucking second.
» Posted By elena On 07.15.2009 @ 9:24 am
A long strech of brown pebbles, framed by twigs and stands of fallen pine needles. A chipmunk sits up ahead, twitches at our footsteps and flickers away.
» Posted By elena On 10.23.2008 @ 5:49 pm
The top of the hill glistened in her minds eye, rolling smoothly, covered in brilliant grass just wet by the nights dew. She climbed it slowly and settled down in a patch of green, content to rest and let her mind fall into the city lights scattering the valley below.
» Posted By Elena On 10.07.2008 @ 2:47 am
The area above a fireplace is known as a mantle I belive. I like the put pictures on the mantle, mantle is the word at the top of this page I’ve like to hang Tracey’s head on my mantle. Yay Mantle
» Posted By Elena On 08.23.2008 @ 9:07 pm
asking a question can sometimes be very though. You have to know what kind of person you are talking to because reactions can vary quite a lot. I like asking direct questions. I like being sincere and seeing what reaction that stirrs in other people. Asking a question can sometimes be more important than the answer.
» Posted By elena On 08.18.2008 @ 11:19 am
bird to pluck a chicken
» Posted By elena On 09.27.2008 @ 4:45 am
proud proud proud proud I am proud of myself proud proud proud proud
» Posted By Elena On 09.18.2008 @ 5:59 am
This is a posh word – the less posh word is serviette. I don’t know when I learned the difference, but now I do make a point of using the word napkin. Perhaps serviette better describes disposable napkins. It’s a class thing, definintely.
» Posted By Elena On 06.17.2008 @ 5:23 am
Forever is just a word, an illusion that clouds all judgement and blur any rational thoughts. Nothing last forever. Buildings turn to dust, human flesh disappears to nothingness, feelings get buried with the dead.
» Posted By Elena On 06.22.2008 @ 4:05 am
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ships have sails to sail to india. cruise ships suck coz most of the passengers are old jewish women. ships aren’t suposed to have women on them i dont know why.
» Posted By elena On 01.04.2010 @ 2:44 am