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random entries that i need to write on paper or else it will bug me.
enjoy and comment on the poetry! thanks!
profile issues go to the dogs
it sucks with my profile cuz it will not let me edit anything. i click on the links when you're changing the profile and its crappy cuz then it just goes right back to my original profile. why?!?!?!?!?!??!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!
ok, but other than that, our family is dog-sitting our youth group leader's dog. her name is madison, she's a golden retriever and is around 1 or 2 years old, maybe even 3 by now but i can't remember. she's a good dog, the first day she was jumping all over the place and she couldn't calm down. then after that she started acting great, though sometimes she stills jumps around, but its not as constant. i think she and some neighbor dogs had a little crossover if you know what i mean when my mom and older sis took her for a walk. i feel liek we've always had her. but now i don't see our pet cat as much as i used to. she never likes dogs and has already hissed at madison twice. our cat only liked the dog we had when i was three, but that old dog had to be put down cuz she got all sick. his name was boofer, lol i don't know where that came from...
ok, i'm going to write another poem... sorry, but i just get so bored:

(this is about someone who wakes up with amnesia(doesn't remember anything about her past):
i woke up this morning
and looked all around me.
i was in an unfamiliar place.
the wall was pink; i don't remember pink as my favorite color.
the bed was king-size and full of stuffed animals;
did i really like my bed that large?
i glared at the posters of celebrities and animals;
i don't think i want those there.
i flip the sheets off me in fury,
and i race down this shadowing, merciless hallway.
i enter a bright room full of smiling faces and the smell of...
what was that smell...?
i've smelt it before, but the name wasn't registering.
all of the smiling faces look at me.
i hate these people-they've taken me from my old home.
they've kidnapped me, and the smiles and the smell is deceving.
they really want to shred my skin and have their dogs chew my bones.
but somehow,
i felt as if i've lived this life before.
somewhere, deep inside of me,
is the feeling of love that i have for this place.
i don't have any memories of this landspot...
but then again, i have no memory of life.
"what's wrong?" the kind woman asks.
i think she is the mother.
i can't tell her anything though,
because i just can't tell her...
i don't have the nerve...
to scare her by saying
"i don't know."





 
 
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