I'm Here.

(Runnin out of steam here, gotta get this done)
This semester i actual feel half and half... There are some classes i feel I'm doing great and some i feel super behind in and struggling to catch up.
Its all going by so fast I worry I'm not going to get it all done.
In my Dr Preston class i feel in barely hanging onto a string, No. Actually a rope and the only thing that's keeping me at the end of that rope is  1) My forgetfulness and laziness, which keeps me from climbing up. An 2) Dr Preston and my classmates who keep my firmly grasping to the rope and not letting me plummet down into failure.
 All in all I feel i can still catch up,
(Yay, not i need to go back and try to fix that last post)

PARLOR POETRY

(Hopefully my Keyboard stayed working long enough for me to type this all out)

In the seine were montage reads out a poem to the women I would like to replace it with A poem i wrote wile I was still in grade school for my english class. Its not very good but here you go

(Actually there are two :3)

Understanding
What are feelings, what are emotions?
They come when you're born.
You cry,You laugh, get mad, remorse,
Understanding, courage, bravery.
What are they?
You can control them when you laugh
But not when you get mad or cry.
You hold back laughter but not pain.
If you understand what I've said
What is the difference or what is the same?

Nothing Or Twisted Mirrors
Nothing near withough a miror
Can show the pain and tears.
Withough the mirror northing near
can show the toll of fears.

It has nothing, it knows nothing
but to show the pain and tears
Its scared of noothing, its proud of nothing
Yet, It is nothing withough fear.

The though of it can put pain and tear
In the hand of those who use it.
The loss of it can end the fears
Of those who can forget it.

And that's it, Hope you enjoyed.
(Yay keyboard didn't break again, Now its time f)