What I've noticed...

I noticed that most of my comments hold no significance, I rarely critisize and I hold out on the details of how the poetry or story is desirable. But no more If I have nothing good to say I'll say something constructive. I know that getting critisism or a detailed explanation on what you did right is always better than an 'Incredible job' so I'm gonna practice what I'm preaching.

Ontario

I'm going to Ontario on friday and wont be around for a while. It'll be my first time on a plane, my first time out of atlantic canada, and in turn my first time in a real big city. Going up to see my aunt, uncle and cousins. I dont know how or where they got the money but they're house is huge! Anyway I cant wait to go!

Holiday Revelation

I wont be trick-or-treating this year..... For the first time ever.... I cant believe how empty halloween feels without a costume, Without candy in a garbage bag, without tramping around pouch cove only keeping happy because of the goodies to come. Though the holiday hasn't yet past, or even came close to beginning I feel sad for what I'll miss. I feel childish holding on so tightly to such a celebration but I've liked it almost more than Christmas all my life (I would like it more but Fall is too damn cold around here). All things must be lost, only to be found again later i guess.

Holiday craziness!!

October isn't started but christmas stuff is on the shelves, thanksgiving decorations are yesterdays news. Does this make any sense, will they have easter stuff out on boxing day.... I'm appalled at humanity's ned for material objects such as Christmas decorations so early in the year. The fat little bearded man stares happily from store windows its hardly natural to enjoy the delicious the creepiness of halloween while saring at his cheery mug.

BAH HUMBUG

Tired

My eyes droop, and its only 10:00 PM. I wish I was able to write but I dont have any ideas, If this progresses into writers block I may cry. I'm at such an interesting part in my book it wouldn't be fair to face writers block... Oh well thats life. I dont want sleep but I need it, waking up at 6:30 AM every weekday is murder. But if I dont go to school my life will drown in the dreary lake of failure. So I wake early and sleep early also, what a waste of time sleep is but without it what kind of writing would I be able to do? Pathtic scribbles?

A Naive Raven

If you see the blog you'll wonder why naive? Well I'd assosciate it with the naivity hidden within my words because of my lack of experience in life, being 14 doesn't bring enough knowledge NOT to be naive.