December,2nd,2011
Friday
Mood: not good enough
Dear,journal
I had a bad morning this morning i woke up in a crabby mood. But then i went and checked my mail and found two letters one from the salvation army and another from Eber+Wein publishing. The first one said that my family had been adopted for christmas. Which means that we will have a better christmas then ever. So i got excited and ran to my moms and showed her she was happy for me. And we were talking about going up and picking up our presents and stuff and then i ran home and opened the 2nd one it said out of thousands they only picked 15 peaple to be in a book called: Best poets of 2011. i had ,made the finals from the last poetry contest i had entered but i never thought i was this good.
Well that happy feeling dint last long now i just want to cry. My step-dad woke up a little bit ago and i told him about it. and he pretty much said it was all trash :'-( he told me the poetry thing was a bunch of B.S and that im wasting my money. And that nobody else will see the book but me. Its doesnt make me an author. So im done i give up im not writeing any more whats the point for years i have tried to make my parents happy and i never do anything right so i give up. Screw my writeing i probably aint even any good he is probably right its probably bogus. And who cares about stupid christmas presents?! Who cares about anything anymore?!
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