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the morning after
02/27/2003 04:54 p.m.
Hmm... closer to afternoon.

So yesterday one of my poems was poem of the day. How enjoyable. More reads than I ever, ever imagined. Wow. I'm still stunned.

I feeling bad today. I feel like... I don't even know what. I'm angry I didn't call Koye last night. We were supposed to talk. But Eric was over. He wants to take me to Legends tonight but... you know what?... someone got shot there last semester. That is not something I'd like to take part in. Plus, there's honestly no point. I'm not going to drink, I'm not going to dance... why should I even go? I dunno... we'll see.

Other than that, my brain is scrambled. I don't know what to do with things... Koye, you remember that conversation we had about holding hearts and putting them in briefcases across the room and all that? It's like I'm running out of hands. That sounds really horrible to complain about... but it's like I'm juggling and someone's is eventually going to get dropped. I just really don't want to be responsible for that.

I'm so whiny today. I'm sorry. I'm gonna go check email or something. Make me feel better, please? Thanks.
I am currently Jumbled
I am listening to some kids whispering

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