More angst!
See, for an English assignment I have to write a story from the point of view of the guy in this poem.
Being that I've never had a loved one or even a pet die on me, I find it difficult wrapping my head around this whole "grief" mindset, especially with my roommate playing upbeat rock music.
So I'd like to take this time to dredge up my going to college blog posts compilation, kind of like a "best hits" album.
Anyway, I don't know the ethics of quoting blog posts nearly verbatim for English assignments though, so to be safe I won't do it. Bummer. It'll force me to write new material every once in a while, I suppose. I wonder how much I'm allowed to lift; because if I can't use any of my blog, then that means I can't write (in future assignments) about anything that's happened to me for the last three years. Anything of note that's happened to me for the last three years I've written about in my blog already (okay, maybe some stuff about Jeremy that'd be too private to go into an English assignment anyway) and in creative nonfiction format too, so I'm screwed.