I just kind of wrote this. Tell me what you think.

"Writing Right"
Sitting in my The Write Stuff t-sirt
trying to write about the right stuff
to say to you.
I don't know what to say to you.
Do I run away from you?
WIll I run away with you?
Why can't I stop thinking about you?
Sitting in my The Write Stuff t-shirt
trying to write the right stuff
to impress you.
Do I imrpess you?
Have I made an impression upon you?
Do you sometimes wonder about me?
I wonder about you.
SItting in my The Write Stuff t-shirt
trying to write the right stuff
to say what I can't;
I think I like you.

I don't knwo about the last line, I htink I should take it out, but I'll leave it in. That is kind of the point.

I can definetly say that I am in a better mood, though this may change within the next day, or even the next hour. Mood swings are not fun, and no, it is not the monthly kind. At least I don't think it is. I ahve been like this my whole life, but thanks to the wonderful world of psychiatric drugs we have gotten it under control, for the most part. THere are still times were my moods fluctuate, which, I know, is normal. I just tend to feel a lot deeper than normal and that can cause problems. Good news though, my Ten Line is done. Now I just have to practise it and then stare at my biology final review until I decide to go to bed. Gotta love finals.
Love Much
~Steffy~

Deal With It!

Worte it on thursaday,was in a pissy moods, and I ma again. Thanks family!

Deal With It!

Nothing is right today
Everything is bugging me
I woke up to a pile of homework
My website is down
No one will update
No one ever comments
And while that usually doesn’t bother me
Today it makes me mad
I’ve been isolated for far to long
With out friends
With out theater
With our something to distract me
From the numbness of boredom
From the loudness of the TV and computer
From the gripes of my sister
From the annoying hyper-ness of brother
The computer is running slow
I left my homework in my car
And every word out of my family’s mouths
Every complaint
Every happy sound
Every sneeze
Makes me want to hit them
Just their presence alone
I can’t get to my homework
Not that I could do it if I could
My brain is fuzzy
My family is in my way
My mother is over my shoulder
This “poem” is getting longer
Frustration is growing and I just want to burst
Christmas music is going on
My sister is being helpless and pathetic
There are people I want to hang out with
People I want to call
People I want to talk to
But everyone knows I won’t
Each word that I write
Each thought that I think
It just makes me madder
And my scowl grows thinker
The dogs are barking loudly
And this is how I am feeling
Have felt
Will feel
So you can deal with it!

I have only written stuff that relfects the iritated mood I was in last week, but it doesn't really reflect the relxed state I'm in right now. The only thing I have written all week that doesn't have a pissed off tone is the short story I wrote for english; it was more of a six page audobiography depicting the past year of my life. It goes from the moment I decided to switch schools to the present. I actually liked it. I was goign to change names and dates, but that was when I thought it was going to be fictional. Anyway, I'll probably post more writtings soon.