I wrote a poem for my class two hours ago. It was early but I figured I'd get the assignment over with before the new work week appears and throws me around once more for a good 4 days. Who shows up to comment my work once again but the little miss who does not enjoy my writings. I'm not hating on criticism. If you have some...let me hear it. But I can't be doing things wrong every single time. There has got to be some good, some depth in what I'm producing. I refuse to let some young lady who calls herself mystic sorcerer bring me down. (you feel the tension?). I'm completely kidding. I respect what she has to say. With good comes bad I understand. Maybe she's Jesus taking an online class. In that case...bring it on and let the writings roll....or in this case ever so slightly stop by a sorcerer.
I've created ring tones. Yes, ringtones for my phone so I know who is calling and if I need to pick up. I'm not much of a phone person unless you're family or a select few. Haha that sounds a little strange but true in itself. I'm a texter. I always have been. Maybe subconsciously I don't enjoy people hearing my voice or something. Texting is a lot easier and doesn't consume time up. It's merely a pick up and go sort of thing. Now there are most definitely times when I like to ramble on and on to certain folks about life and it's happenings over the telephone. I think that's the way the world is working anyways. People need texting on their phone to make it legit. Teens, parents, even grandparents can keep up on the letter game. It's always fun getting texts I think. I'm a big supporter of it as you can see. Rock on text messaging, rock on.
Enjoy the week. Claim it. I'll write when I can.
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