Inside The Mind Of A Writer

Readers, Hey everyone I hope all is going great in you're world's. On my end, I just started back for my first day at Boise State, only to learn that my GPA, is far to low to actually stay as part of upper division standing for my degree. Its not even a 2.4 which there would be a tad bit of leeway in between calculus and failing statistics no doubt its down to the grand number of 2.2. I know I haven't written a single entry in quite a few weeks to put it lightly and in between the past two entries they haven't exactly said a single happy goddamned thing. So for those of you tuning in and thinking, "Chris we get it life is fucking tough get the fuck over it!" After learning from the main office where I was going to get my number that that was the effect and that essentially sure she could permit me but after reality set in and it was discovered that my GPA was so damned low I'd be booted anyway. All these years at school and this is what I have to show

Readers, Hey everyone I hope all is going great in you're worlds. So, its been an while since I have written anything. On my end since writing that previous post I decided maybe I was too harsh on her and gave her essentially an second chance. We talked a lot and things seemed too be going great than she just vanished off the face of the earth...of course people get busy I understand that but after four and an half days of no communication I was done. The way I look at it is this if you're even remotely interested in someone make an effort to say something. Hell I don't and didn't expect an text every single day but something...anything I am an fairly reasonable and understanding person life gets hectic. But nothing at all is not cool with me at all. A while back I wrote an poem that I think is quite fitting here and I think this before message is fitting. The poem below is titled, "Let's Play a game called Communication" ...............................