ramonaquimby

[Wow, I haven't written a journal since first semester sophomore year.  My bad!]

I have stopped by to say that I HAVE WRITTEN FAN FICTION.  I am finally giving back to the community I so greedily take from :-p  Except, wait!  I won't be posting it anywhere except a filtered entry on LJ!  Mwahhahhhhahhhhh.

(As anyone who went to high school with me knows, insanity ensues when I am single!  If only he knew what he unleashed upon the world XD)


Errr...I probably won't update this journal again for another year and a half, or something.  I don't even know who reads my DA anymore...my account on here is like a forgotten child.  Don't call CPS on me plz.  You might want to check out my tumblr: it's a little different and more interesting.  sodesteveninde.tumblr.com/&nbs… teeny snippet of the fanfic is on there, too.  Lucky you!)

I don't really use this much anymore.

I deleted some stuff that embarassed me.

I still haven't written a sestina.

Sorten Muld is an AMAZING band.

And uhh, just to make this entry have a point, I'm working on a poem or two, so hopefully I shall post those.  Soon.  College does amazing things, but it also makes your creativity kind of sad.

I miss the winter
&
I miss the spring.

I like what goes on in summer, but I don't like the season itself.  It always manages to be incredibly un-inspiring.

the same poem's been written many times before, but i'm now rendering it in Dutch, thank you very much.  tot ziens.

de koe
eet het gras
in het veld
van de pachter

en de pachter,
hij is toornig
zo zijn vrouw
doodt de koe

zij verkoopt het
aan de slager
hij betalt haar
zestien guilder

en een bankier
kopt het vlees
en hij eet het
met zijn vrouw

de volgende dag
zijn doden
en hun lichamen
ontbiden

en een koe
eet het gras...