Hey All,

Well, it's been nearly 3 months, and I think I should write a journal entry. I have been so busy with school, work, and life in general that I haven't hardly had a chance to write anything, or even sign in to check out much. I have been around periodically, and done some reading, but if there are any pieces you guys would like me to read (or you think I'd like to read) simply link me up.

I passed all my courses, which means I am only 2 and a half years away from being a pharmacist. That's kinda scary if you look at it, to be so close to being a real "health care professional". I am enjoying the challenge of school, and working with my dad at the pharmacy is great. It's amazing how much your parents can teach you both about life, as well as your career.

I did manage to craft a poem around that phrase "Pharmacologically Yours" I coined in September. It's not great, but I kinda like the feel of it. Look for my work to be taking a major boost in the coming time, as there are a lot of changes happening around me, which as you writers know, is a good sign for someone who is poetically stagnant.

Take care,
-gh

Hello All,

Well I am still around, whatever it is worth. I am not niave enough to think that my not being online has affected any of you in any serious way, and if it has, really thats sad. I'm not that amazing in person, let alone though a keyboard! But I digress.

I have had an amazingly busy month; packing to come back to St Johns, school work, my life, everything has been rushed. I am going to try to make an effort to spend some more time online, improving my craft, and reading all the work I can. I have over 500 pieces in my inbox now, so if you are reading this, why not post me a link to a couple pieces you have written since I last was online for me to read. You know you want to make my life a bit easier, right?

Take care
-gh

p.s. doesn't the journal subject sound like the title to an epistle I would write?

Hello Valued Friends,

I hope you've been well. No, I haven't fallen off the face of the planet (or been buried under it). I have been enjoying the past few days, relaxing when not at work, and really enjoying my last few days at home. I am going back to the city on the 28th, and school starts again on the 4th. It seems like the summer has flown by.

I wrote a new piece, its called "To Dear". It is an almost romantic piece, but I promise it is not at all cheesy. This piece captures some thoughts I have had for a while on the subject of romance; but I wasn't sure I would ever get them into a poem. It's not a great piece, but I suppose it is decent.

I have to work in the morning, so I suppose I should sign off.

Take Care,
-gh

Hello Valued Friends;

Despite the many comments on my last journal, today is actually my birthday. Thanks for your wishes of a "happy birthday", they have been very kind.

I have to be honest, I am a bit drunk . I somehow ended up at a party tonight, and I kinda drank too much, and I have to work tomorrow (note how poor my writing becomes when I drink). So I should keep this short.

I am 20, it is really weird to write my age with a two in front. I really hit one first. No more teen angst, no more being lazy (with an excuse), and no more being a child. Its amazing what difference a number can make.

Take care,
=gh

Baba O'Riley by Pete Townshend

Out here in the fields
I fight for my meals
I get my back into my living.
I don't need to fight
To prove I'm right
I don't need to be forgiven.
yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

Don't cry
Don't raise your eye
It's only teenage wasteland

Sally, take my hand
We'll travel south cross land
Put out the fire
And don't look past my shoulder.
The exodus is here
The happy ones are near
Let's get together
Before we get much older.

Teenage wasteland
It's only teenage wasteland.
Teenage wasteland
Oh, yeah
Teenage wasteland
They're all wasted!

Hey valued Friends

Seems fitting, eh? A song about teenagehood written by a man now in his sixties (and still rocking I may add). It is a weird feeling, at each birthday I have been looking forward to getting older, but now? I know I am young, but I am ageing. Not being immortal really is becoming a reality, which is depressing. Not depressing in the angsty sense, but the "wow, life is real" sense. I just hope my youthful good looks make it a bit further before they are completely overridden.

I want to thank Judd ~giran23) for buying me a subscription! It was a great gesture, and I will definitely pay you back Judd. (And since it is in my journal, you have a great piece of evidence to force me to pay it back!)

I should go to bed I guess, work in the early AM.

Take Care
=gh