Believer's Always Die.

Well holy geez!! Thank you to everyone reading this blog, my ratings are pretty good and I'm glad that someone out there is enjoying what I write. This week has been pretty good, except for this morning when we found out the one of my long time family friends is sick and they don't know if she will make it. My hopes are with her though and I will be visiting her tomorrow, I'm a little nervous though. I'm also attempting to start a book...hopefully this time it will actually get somewhere...hopefully! Any how you probably want to seem some auwesome creative writing so it goes...

Be broken you fool,
   for there is nothing left to say.
Be silent you fool,
   for there is nothing left to feel.
Be still you fool,
    for there is nothing left to see.
Be alert you fool,
    for there is nothing left to taste.
Be hungry you fool,
    for there is nothing left to sense.
Be broken you fool,
    for there is nothing left to believe.

Candycane Memory Lane.

Well I sure hope that everyone had a wonderful Christmas or any other holiday that you celebrate :) It was nice to see all my family and to be away from all the snow in my hometown. I don't have much to talk about at the moment because I haven't been up to much. I would however like to inform everyone that I got a new helmet for my motorbike today and it is awesome!! I love it so much and I can't wait to ride my bike all summer!! Anywho here's a little writing...

  I curled my toes, pushing and pulsing sand inbetween the spaces. The almost inaudible clatter of the small grains rushing through my ears. Every thing within my thrummed, as if a hundred suns were hoping to burst through my skin and set me alight. I hadn't seen him in months, but in this moment, his hand running along the top of my foot, I could barely contain myself. My fingers snaked out and found his collarbone, running a cool path along his jaw and his shoulders I pulled him closer. I smouldered, surely he could see the height rising of my body trying so hard to draw him near. The pressure of his lips faded from my own much too quickly for my liking and I struggled to pull him near once again. Lurching forwards I tumbled into the sand, my arms falling against nothing but cold dirt. It was only a memory I chided myself, one that always seemed so real.

You tell them when they're Wrong.

So I just found out I'm on Academic Probatation because majority of my classes were shitty as all get out. I don't care that much, but I'm pissed off that I can only register for classes the day before they start. Way to make it ridiculous. Anyways I'm on the Island for Christmas and I'm very happy about it. Thank goodness I'm away from shitty Prince George and I don't have to be in the gross cold weather. I'll stop ranting and actually write something nice now :)

  Do what you want,
they tell you.
  We want to see your creativity,
they tell you.
   You write to your hearts content,
you tell them.
   I did just what you wanted,
you tell them.
   But it's not enough,
they tell you.
  You didn't follow the guidelines,
they tell you.
  I thought this was about freedom,
you tell them.
  I thought this would help me,
you tell them.
  There's no such thing as help,
they tell you.
  There's no such thing as letting your students be right,
you tell them.
    There's no such thing as work that goes outside the bounds,
you tell them.
   There's no such thing as Academic freedom,
you tell them.
  

Broke the Teeth of Santa Claus.

Well, we're getting pretty darn close to Christmas now and I'm getting more into the spirit. I'm finally going home for more than just a weekend and I couldn't be happier, I will miss my boyfriend,  but I'll see him soon enough. Plus they have this nifty thing called Skype, which works pretty well. We're going to try that out :) I hope everyone is having a good December. Even if you don't celebrate Christmas I still hope your holidays\celebrations are good. Some day I would love to learn about all the other holidays and celebrations in the world, it would be so interesting! Anyways I'm sure I should put a little bit of writing down...


   Broke your teeth,
swallowing those lies.
  Were they to much for you,
could you barely breath?
   I hope you suffered some,
and choked on all of your hatred.
  And if you think it's ill will,
I have nothing against you.
   Simply against your jagged edges,
and your biting tongue.

Class, Christmas and Crackers.

So I hope you all checked out my tumblr. blog, well at least those of you who actually like my writing. If you did, thank you, if you didn't, it's cool maybe you can another time. I've been sick the past few days and I can't wait for tomorrow, I'll be having a 'How I Met Your Mother' marathon with my boyfriend and just lazing around. I can't wait! At the moment my wonderful room mate is making supper for the both of us because I'm rather incapable of really moving about and making food. As you all know, it's getting rather close to Christmas and I have yet to get in the spirit. All I'm really excited for is not having to go to school for a few weeks and getting to see my family. Which I guess is more or less what Christmas is about, but usually I am much more excited for the big dinner we'll have and Christmas morning. Anyways I've rambled for quite some time...so on to the real writing....

     Draw it, your breath,
 against the glass pain.
   Do you see the shapes it makes,
  like angles against the grain.
Hold it, your breath,
      and watch the mist rise.
An early morning beauty,
   caught in your eyes.

They Sealed our Tumbling Lips.

Hi all, so to get more people reading what I write and hopefully getting it under a publishers nose, I am also on tumblr. It's actually pretty cool, it took me a little while to figure out how things worked but I'm up and running now. If you have tumblr. than I implore you to check out my page and follow me, and even if you don't have it you can still read it. http://blixkreig.tumblr.com/  Now for a little writing.

They sealed our lips
              long eons ago.
Told us to hush and
        be still.
Our cries went unheard
       on their deaf ears.
And even now, so far we've come
        A voice we still don't have.
With all their wars
        They never won.
And all the hopes they
         Tore away.
They sealed our lips,
              Long eons ago.

A War of Snow and Solitude

So, it's the beginning of exam week and I am finally getting worried. For the past two weeks I haven't been worrying and just trying to stay calm. However; I've sat through my first exam and I am quite terrified for all the rest. I'm glad that I can spend most of the week with my mom while she is visiting me.

On my way home this weekend I hit a rather rough, icy spot and lost control of my car. The result of the spin out wasn't bad but I hit the ditch. Thank goodness for a sledder how came not too long after I stopped and had a truck strong enough to pull my car out. I can barely drive my car now because I'm so nervous and my anxiety is through the roof. I guess though I should put in a little writing...so here it goes...

The silence that followed the battle still rang in Wilhelm’s ears. Turning to look at the still young face of Herve, he pushed his fingers along the dirt, “We’ve done it Herve, we’ve won.”

“It doesn’t feel quite like I thought it should Wilhelm, but perhaps that is one of the intricacies of war. You never really know how to feel.”

“Yes, I think you’re right.”

Again only silence filled the air. The distant sounds of voices drifted along the wind and rushed along their ears. But they could not be reached out here. Surrounded by dirt and heaven, and very little in between.  

Snow for Tetris

Hey all, life's been pretty awesome these past few days! However; I did miss my last to Literature classes because I slept through my alarm. But what can you do, sometimes sleep is the better option. I finished my last class for the semster today and I am so happy about it! I can't wait to be home for almost a month solid and see my family again. Homesick barely begins to describe me right now, I just want to be in my own bed with my wonderful doggy!!!! I guess you would like a little creative writing, since the blog is all about that kind of fun stuff :)

    A quick motion and her gloved hand was full of snow. Another quick and well aimed flick of her wrist sent it launching in to the face of her brother. Squeals of laughter rung through the muffled air, vibrating through the snow flakes and falling onto hushed grounds.

    So that all you're going to get right now, because I'm sitting next to a friend who is losing terribly at tetris. I'm having a very hard time concentrating on this while he is getting his ass kicked.