| Jan 24 2002 6:19 pm Oh what a dreary dreary day. The sun never came out.. and it has been cold and raining. I was inspired to write some, but that good feeling was short lived. I put up one, and I have one other poem I wrote today that I intend to put up but I haven't got access to it right now to put it here. I hate when it's so dark.. and cold. It puts me in a continual dismal mood interrupted only by short breaks. What is with negativity, though? It's like all positivity is being pulled from me by a huge magnet. I need something to focus on to distract me from all of this. I can't even take notes in class.. my mind wanders and it pains me to move a pencil. On my way to the library, I pass by a security guard, old, with a voice of brimstone and yellow eyes. I dislike this man more than any other I believe. He is the most condescending (and unrightfully so) creature that I believe I have known. He is cruel and arrogant, and unjust. I cannot decide if it is more defiant to look him in the eye or not to. As I pass him I concentrate on the ground and act as if he has no presence. He turns his head towards me, like a voodoo priest with froglike eyes, protruding like yellow gelatin with drops of tar in them. His head cocks like a pistol, threatening me.. but I walk by as if nothing happened. Then I face the anguished debate of whether I should have looked at him or not. Which is a greater act of defiance? It's so cold.. bah... I must get over this state. I can't listen to Andrea Bocelli in the library though.. I just want to stop everything for just a bit... make everything seem less foreboding. Until next time, adieu. |