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What's there to say, really? I'm a Canadian Journalism student who loves to write. I've done it since I was a child and I hope to continue writing 'til I'm in my grave. Prior to Journalism I went to the University of Toronto, St. George Campus for English

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Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: What could have been: 1 of 43
I could have touched your hand that day, Could have asked you out to talk; Could have swallowed down my fear that day, As we went for a walk. I could have told you everything That's locked inside my chest. I could have revealed everything And put affections to the test. And maybe yes, and maybe no, Or something else would pa... More..
Creative Writing > Humor Humor: Things I think about while waiting in line: 7 of 63
Man, there are few things I hate more than waiting in a line. Even with an MP3 player in one ear there's not enough to do. So all too often I find myself delving into the deep recesses of my mind, and what I pull out is often pretty weird. Amusing, perhaps, but weird nonetheless. Here are a few things I think about while I'm... More..
Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Just so you know: 8 of 67
I've turned on the oven, just so you know; The ham's under heat, I've got it on low. Keep one eye on it, cook it quite slow, And make sure you watch for an orange hazy glow. - You have a bad memory, just so you know. Please watch for burns as it's on real low. I'm off to the market, I won't be too slow, 'cause I fear I'll co... More..
Creative Writing > Humor Humor: Classroom stories: 2 of 14
I was a good kid in primary school, for the most part. Sure, I had detention every now and then - I think my most heinous crime was going on the jungle gym when it wasn't my day, gasp! - but I got along well enough, comparatively speaking. Especially when you compare me to my seventh grade class. It was, bar none, the worst ... More..
Creative Writing > Humor Humor: Video games: 2 of 13
For the last few weeks I've been stuck on playing a compilation edition of the old Mega Man games. And let me tell you, though I've managed to do things I never did as a kid and had a blast overall, I'm also starting to remember why I broke an NES controller when I was young. These games are haaaaaard. Allow me to give an ex... More..
Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Being overwhelmed: 25 of 137
Bills are piling Family's dying Friends are lying And there's just no room to dream. Boss is nagging Vacation's lagging Interest's flagging And there's no one on your team. House is quiet Need to diet Streets a riot And you wish that you could scream. Don't despair. Let down your hair. Try not to care. And look to brighter s... More..
Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Don't pity me: 30 of 148
Yeah, my shirt is frayed. Yep, my toes are black. Uh huh, my socks tend to fade. Sure, my life hangs on my back. Haven't got a dime. Haven't got a home. Can't remember a time I haven't had to roam. I sleep in the cold. I fight for my pride. And, truth be told, All my family's died. But look in my eyes. They don't want pity. ... More..
Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Puddles: 25 of 123
Poor little worm. You're trapped in a puddle. I watch as you squirm Writhe, pitch and huddle. It's your fault, you know. You should have stayed in. When the wind starts to blow You must avoid surface din. But up you came Through the earth and the stone. The weather can tame You, it seems, and you alone. You're learning your ... More..
Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: A day at the beach: 43 of 201
T'was nineteen ninety-one, and in the hearty month of June I sat upon a little lake, upon a dusty dune When fancy 'pon fancy piled and on that afternoon I fashioned a great sand castle, and hummed a cheery tune. So gathered I that sand up high and, as a great tycoon I built a rampart and some heaving walls out of that dusty ... More..
Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Starving for attention: 29 of 130
Look at me. I'm right now, right here. Think what you want. I won't shed a tear. Love me. Hate me. Kiss me. Kill me. I just want your eye. I want you to see. I'm always seeing you; why can't you see me? Hug me. Hurt me. Tickle me. Torture me. I'm there at your door, there by your seat. I wait for your word, I'll sit at your ... More..