Hi, and welcome to my blog-turned-place where I post my writing. This is my outlet to put them up, which was radically different from the blog that this started out as. I hope you'll have a good time reading my blog/place where I post some poetry and some short stories. I try to cover a variety of topics in these works of mine, so I hope any readers will enjoy it. I'm not an English major by any stretch, but I enjoy writing. Critique would be nice for my writing, cause lord knows I could work on it. Enjoy!

Monday, August 3, 2009

Homecoming Plans 09

This is a bit of semi-old news, but after the UNCG music camp (wow I'm a band kid) I basically met this very awesome girl. And she is very good looking and very cool. Long story short, she said that she's planning to come down for my homecoming this upcoming year. Meaning, she's driving up all the way from the Greensboro area of North Carolina to come up for the homecoming weekend. And I'm not gonna lie, that's pretty beast. I'm looking forward to homecoming this year!

Weird Harry Potter/UNCG Dream I had last night

So basically, last night I had a very interesting/amazingly weird dream. It involved me as a Harry Potter type figure being chased by the Death Eaters, who evidently had killed all of my immediate family, around the campus of UNC-Greensboro. Yeah, it was weird. And evidently in the dream I had three other unnamed friends, one in the vein of Ron and another guy friend and a girl friend in the vein of Hermione. So basically, for those of you that have been on campus, most of this took place in the Caf (the cafeteria fyi) and in a new, constructed (though not yet finished) dorm (which looked like it was about 80% finished btw, there was a ton of concrete if I remember-kind of like Lake Braddock pre-finished renovation). And defying all sense of logic, I had an Invisibility Cloak. And the Death Eaters had wands and somehow me and all of my friends did not. Talk about being screwed for survival. So really, to cap this recap of a very silly dream off, the last two things I remember is a) hearing in the dream about how my family basically got massacred and b) thinking about how the heck I'd be getting home without a car and driving all the way back home to good old Virginia.