"I need some time off from that emotion; time to pick my heart up off the floor"

I gotta have faith-uh-faith-uh-faith.


I love that song... Both versions. George Micheal AND Limp Bizkit... and obviously for different reasons. I dig 'em both as artists. Some might argue my classification of Limp Bizkit as artists, but they make decent music. It's good to write to sometimes.
But KoRn is what gets me going when I want to write fiction. I'm pretty proud of my new posting in the "Storytime" blog (it can be found if you check out my profile here)... I put a bunch of KoRn songs on repeat last night and just let 'er rip. I know it needs a bit of refinement... I haven't written fiction in so long. But the dark tone, the murder, the graphic-ness of it, that's what I've been trying to get out for so long. I just had to write last night. And KoRn helped me.
What I wrote, however, is going to be part of an ongoing project. Call it a fictional blog, if you will. It's a perfect outlet for my intrusive thoughts. It'll only get better. Like I said, I'm proud of it. You may not be, and that's cool. But keep in mind, the "black bugs" part was the first time I've written fiction. Give me some time. I doubt Stephen King's first story would sell millions of copies.
Yes, I just compared myself to Stephen King.

So what's on the agenda for today? Nothing, really. It's this evening that I'm looking forward to. I'm gonna go check out that Revue thing that usually comes around this time of year with my mom. I've always wanted to check it out, and I guess this year I'm gonna get my wish. It's supposed to be pretty funny, and laughter is something that's lacking in my life lately. I've watched a lot of South Park episodes online, but that's a different breed of humor altogether. Not everyone finds offensive humor funny. I do, but there's only so much one can take before it becomes stupid.
This Revue is gonna be funny. I know it's not gonna be ALL clean humor, but it'll be a nice break from what I usually check out. Who knows, I might be inspired to write about something other than gouging eyes out with one's own fingers.

Whatever happens tonight, I am not gonna let my talent go to waste. I take in everything I see. I'm always looking for inspiration for my writing... I guess that's why my interests cover such a wide area.

I'm looking forward to the injection of humor into my veins tonight. I'm going with my mother, too, which is gonna be strange. If you call it a date, I'll punch you in the crotch. It's not a date. I'll be hanging out with my mother. I think she's gonna enjoy it as much as I will. I get my sense of humor from her, but I think I may have taken "dark" to a whole other level. I'm a little disturbed when it comes to what I find funny. Like I said, my interests go far and wide.
Dad would be coming too, but due to his hearing impairment, he would not really enjoy the show. He's not completely deaf, but he just wouldn't enjoy the show at all. Me and mom, however, are gonna come away with guts-a-hurtin', from the laughter. I'm pretty excited, to tell you the truth. I haven't been to any kind of show in aaaaages.

That's something I'd like to check out when I move back into town. Plays, concerts, shows, you name it. I need to expand my mind (and not with acid). A good writer never stops paying attention to what's going on around him/her... always grow, grow all ways. Maybe I could find a nice girl out in town who'd be willing to accompany me on such excursions. But that's irrelevant, really. I've gotta focus on schoolwork and getting an education, first and foremost.
Girls are the last thing on my mind these days.