I'm guessing every one has "their place." That place where everything just seems right. Nothing is wrong, and no one is judging you. Maybe it's in your room, alone with just your stuffed animals. Maybe it's in the most crowded section of WalMart, so you just feel like a part of something.
My place is my Creative Writing class. Monday through Friday, that class is why I bother to go to school. I don't even know why I chose it. Sure, I love writing. I could've taken Journalism or Foods or something. All I can say, is whatever reason I had for choosing this class, I am thankful for.
My teacher is possibly one of the coolest people I've met. I know some people could disagree [*cough*brybry*cough*], but I have no idea why. In all honesty, I see a little bit of me in her. She's fun, caring, and really cool. Not to mention, she has the same kind of emotional span. I won't elaborate on what that means or how I know that, but it's true.
That class is full of some of the best people I have ever met. I have never been able to be so...non-judgemental before in my life. I mean, half those kids are fucked up. There is something deep, dark, and painful about every single one of us. [except maybe Doug and Joe Grogg, but their writing is fine without our Darkish outlook]. For instance, we'll take one of my favorite writers. He likes to use big words. Phancy Phrases. He's been through some shtuff. I won't lie. Je--I mean, "Favorite Writer Guy" really does make my life seem more happy.
It's like, in that class, no one has a reason to be scared to share or tell or cry or anything. That class isn't even about writing to me. It's about self expression in general. I could walk in that class happy as a frickingg...pogo stick on cocaine, and share it with everyone. I could walk in there as depressed as...a pogo stick with no more cocaine [ )': ] and share and everyone would help.
My home isn't my place of serenity. It's like...anti serene. In creative writing, though, surrounded by people just like me, just the opposite, and everyone in between, I've found where it's okay to be Kim and have real feelings.
...and I know where to get phone service :3
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Sunday, May 10, 2009
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