Christmas 1800 Miles Away
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A quite uninspired poem borne from the mundane-ness of my Christmas day while working in the lab... (Yes. Christmas is not a holiday here.)
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Unsent Text And Hidden Notes
Just some of the notes that probably shouldn't be out but I am drunk and sad and depressed and cold. So there goes nothing.Concluída
The Working Life
Ugh! Work! Yeah, I know. Who likes working? You know unless you have your dream job or something. Yeah, I don't. Not yet anyway. But I presume this not-journal to be way less dramatic and funny. I don't see myself finding friends like I did in school and university. Even if I do get friends, they're gonna be grown-ups. Eww! And yes, I'm well aware I'm a grown up too. But even though I look like I'm twenty-one, my mind works like an eight-year-old. FYI, I'm older than twenty-one, so... Okay, job not-journal, here we go!
The Comedies of Jacob Kenney
Although more apt at writing tragedies, sometimes I'll show a more an amusing side in my playwriting. These are works of fun, not passion, and I hope I brighter a few days and shine a few smiles with them. Enjoy.Concluída
December(The last month of the year)
I cannot believe that it is december,the last month of the year.Concluída
Small Short Stories
Just ideas and shit I come up with and cant be bothered to put it in a book.Concluída
A is for Advent: A Three-Year-Old's Perspective
Advent looks different when you are three feet high. Grownups do weird things. And your little brother makes no sense at all. (December from the perspective of Timmy, a three-year-old boy.)Concluída
Don't mind me,this is just a boring journal.Bye Bye!XOXO-Katey: )))
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