feels like that's what i've been doing all summer so far. i need need need to get a job, get moving, get writing...i had my first idea (that didn't suck) for a poem night before last at the diner. i need to write it before it leaves me...but of course there are things to clean and posters to hang and dishes to do, so i'll probably keep putting it off. heck, poetry and i have been mutually ignoring each other for months now...

i'm tutoring my nephew for the summer. english. have to talk to the school and find out what i'm supposed to be teaching him (my guess would be everything, since that's what the school seems to have left out). the only things i'm worried about with this are not teaching him the right things, teaching him the right things in a really boring way, and not being taken seriously as a tutor. he doesn't know it yet but i'm twice as tough as any teacher he's had, and i won't let him slack off this summer. i think i'll make him read animal farm, the miracle worker, and some short stories. not to mention he's going to be writing like he's never written before. poor kid, i'm almost starting to feel sorry for him.

the portrait shots of my niece turned out great, as she is naturally photogenic. my mom broke out the baby pictures of me, and the resemblance is almost eerie. here's hoping she grows up prettier than i did. ( really need to work on that body image thing)

so that's it, my week thus far. it's not exciting, but i did promise myself i'd write at least every other day, so here it is, folks.

peace yo, -beatpoetgrrl

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