Warhol -ing myself out :P

Oh lovely smart phones

Got a droid phone this weekend and now have an app where I can post entries on my phone. Yay
  Lots of fun stuff on the way darlings!!!

Adsense by Google

Those bastards! They searched for pictures of dead Kenny!!

So, I was going to exploit my blog in a desperate grab for cash by using adsense by Google to place an ad or two on here. Nothing big, I get so much money if a person clicks or views an ad while on my page, once i reach so much money I receive a check from them. So, I sign up and put in my little URL that has blogger in it, which every one knows is a google site by now. They tell me that I will have a response telling me whether I am approved or disapproved of their product. This morning I receive and email from them informing me that they have rejected my application because the site I provided them with was down when they visited it and they cannot afford to put ads on a site that is not fully functioning.

I facepalmed. Then I LOL'd. They rejected putting ads on their own site because it is not fully functioning, yet I see ads all the time on here. Omg, I think this is irony at its best people. 

I Am Going to Be a Writer!

Yup, you heard me. I am going to be a writer. I have decided that. Also, I am going to publish my work and become a published writer. I know I can write, I do it all the time. Hell, I am writing, so to speak, right now. I like to write, I enjoy it. Also, I like to read, so after wards, I can read what I write. AND, I am a multi talented writer. I can write poetry, articles, essays, short stories, and I am trying to grow into longer facets of writing too. I need a bit of work keeping up my motivation and inspiration, and I also need to learn more about plot and character development. But I have the basic needs and skills of a good write, at least I think so. You need passion for it, a good mind, a creative and innovative eye, and be able to think about things in a new way. I am pretty sure I have all that, plus I also have my own unique look on life and my own special way of thinking about things. 

I have quite a collection of poems that I feel are decent enough to be a part of a literary magazine or journal and I am mature enough now to share them and not feel any shame that maybe I am being a stupid little bint, wasting others and my own time trying to become something so, what other people would call, un-needed.

Writers are needed. They allow people to read and explore worlds never thought of before. Writers create some of the cheapest and best getaways imaginable and some of my fondest memories come from either writing or reading. Reading has always been a way for me to escape the day. It is like most girls day at the spa and most guys time with his pals or sports or something. So what more could I want then to present some one else who has the need to read a lovely book to help them leave reality for a bit. 

So it is decided, I will send in some of my poetry to a publisher and see what they say, then improve or succeed from there!

Poems from recent hours.

The Black Plague

Peace, I say.
War not!
You filthy mongrels.
This precious substance
Is not a need,
But simply, an
Unwillingness to
Suffer, like
Them poor,
Poor creatures
That slowly
Die, inside the
Black Vortex
Once called home.



Summer

Wondering out on this pier
A lonely seagull dissapears.
Into a flash of the sun.
I hear a splash,
Summer has begun.



Gossip

Cruely, I spread
This disease.
She said what?
He did who?
The notes pass,
The looks flash,
And the tears
begin.
Another high school career
Has been ruined.

Summer= Racy Paperback Novels?

So during the rest of the year, I feel so intellectual. I read shakespeare and all them other things they call "literature" and enjoy it and love it. Every year I also make a pact to myself that I will continue this act through the summer. And every year I pick up a racy paperback while sitting by the pool or lounging out on the grass. WTH!? I do not need these smut novels smearing my mind with sexual nonsense. I mean really? I already know what the novel is going to entail. She goes somewhere, she sees him, they argue and eventually have sex and reluctantly fall in love. Save a few small twists, this is how the stories all go. So why do I pick them up? Is it because they are an easy read, a quick escape that requires no real mental thought? Idk, hopefully I find better ways to spend my summer days.

I just made a little kid cry

I feel bad...kinda. I mean its funny because he is a cry baby and stuff but like yeah i didnt mean to do what i did. He was balancing on the arm of the chair and i kinda shoved him(not as hard as you would think) and i thought he would just reach out with his other arm and grab hold of the couch and he didnt. he fell. It was pretty funny. I was trying to make him feel better but I didnt haha. he just got mad at me and shoved my laptop shut and then told me he hated me. eh, he wont balance on the arm of the chair anymore will he??? lmao. I am such a horrible person.