Friday, September 17, 2010

I'm thinking about you...

I'm thinking about you. I'm thinking about you like a rapper thinks about his do rag. Like a hippie thinks about their LSD. I'm thinking about you like a man of girth thinks about football. Like fat women think about side-burns. I'm thinking about you like idiots think about video games. Like the sun thinks about the moon. I'm thinking about you like an apple thinks about its infestation of worms. Like candy thinks about giddy chilren. I'm thinking about you like a gem in a mine. Like a fat chick thinks about chocolate cake. I'm thinking about you like a predator thinks about their prey. Like faces think about expressions.

I'm thinking about you all the time. Even when I don't think I am.





Love is...

10. Love is a bee... sometimes it stings.
9. Love is a bouncy ball... has ups and downs.
8. Love is a calculator... sometimes the math just doesn't work out.
7. Love is a white flag.
6. Love is a plague.
5. Love is a bucket of paint... colors the world and sometimes stinks.
4. Love is a leaf... eventually falls from the tree.
3. Love is a constant knife to the arteries.
2. Love is a shoe... can't have one with out the other.
1. Love is a beard...they're just so attractive.

Introduction

Hello there. The pen name I have created is Maple Bowen.
Chhya. Snazy name, eh?
Alrighty.
I took this creative writing class for a couple reasons. Firstly, I actually do enjoy writing once in a while. It really just depends whether I'm in the mood and all that jazz. Sometimes I'm creative. SUPRISE. Second, at the last minute I found out that I needed another english credit. So here I am- in this creative writing class creating a blog. I never thought I'd see the day.

I guess I should say some things about me now.
So, I like...
*To paint
*Drawing
*Photography
*Writing poetry
*Drinking dr. pepper
*Dancing in the rain
*Watching horror movies
*Eating nutella
*Biking
*Sleeping

EPIC.