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I am now leaving for home--I'll talk to all you cats later!
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Done. I finished it. I am done done done.
It is three in the morning. Tomorrow is going to SUCK. Oh, wait. It's already tomorrow...
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Hmmm, yes... I am busily avoiding Wordsworth and Keats, so I post. No news, really. There is one thing with YKW, but I'm not going to talk about it at large until it comes off. If you want to know, just IM me...
I was looking at my poetry book tonight, trying to find acceptance quotes for [livejournal.com profile] zoing, and I found this. I love this poem, even though I did discover it in AP English (boo! hiss!). I'm not going to cut it, though, because my entries are always much shorter than everyone else's, and I find this depressing.
         "Eros Turannos"
She fears him, and will always ask
  What fated her to choose him;
She meets in his engaging mask
  All reasons to refuse him;
But what she meets and what she fears
Are less than are the downward years,
Drawn slowly to the foamless weirs
  Of age, were she to lose him.

Between a blurred sagacity
  That once had power to sound him,
And Love, that will not let him be
  The Judas that she found him,
Her pride assauges her almost,
As if it were alone the cost.
He sees that he will not be lost,
  And waits and looks around him.

A sense of ocean and old trees
  Envelopes and allures him;
Tradition, touching all he sees,
  Beguiles and reassures him;
And all her doubts of what he says
Are dimmed with what she knows of days--
Till even prejudice delays
  And fades, and she secures him.

The falling leaf inaugurates
  The reign of her confusion;
The pounding wave reverberates
  The dirge of her illusion;
And home, where passion lived and died,
Becomes a place where she can hide,
While all the town and harborside
  Vibrate with her seclusion.

We tell you, tapping on our brows,
  The story as it should be,
As if the story of a house
  Were told, or ever could be;
We'll have no kindly veil between
Her visions and those we have seen,
As if we guessed what hers have been,
  Or what they are or would be.

Meanwhile we do no harm; for they
  That with a god have striven,
Not hearing much of what we say,
  Take what the god has given;
Though like waves breaking it may be,
Or like a changed familiar tree,
Or like a stairway to the sea
  Where down the blind are driven.
       --Edwin Arlington Robinson

Poetry. I love poetry. I wish I could write it. I haven't written a lot lately, although I tried a week or two ago. One problem is that when I like someone, I want to write love poems, but they SUCK. I did come up with something that pleased me at the time, but I know that if I look at it now, I'll end up rewriting it. Ah, me. I really should do something productive at some point. I have been almost a nonentity today. This is the sum total of my accomplishments:
1. I went to class.
That's all.
I think I will go pretend to work for a while. Toodle-oo.
P.S. How strange... HTML is a very odd thing.
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He sits next to me. We talk all the time. He tries to make me laugh. He succeeds. I try to make him laugh. I succeed.

I shouldn't stay up until 4 am on school days. It only makes me stranger than usual.

By the way, despite what [livejournal.com profile] martaj might say, I was just odd Friday night. It was past my bedtime.
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I told Megan I'd post this. Because it is an awesome poem. Even though I didn't write it.

I Like My Own Poems )
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Now that I've learned to do cuts, you are no longer safe.

Quizzes )

I really should go to the library now...
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If I'm ever excited by the prospect of Creed buddy icons, please shoot me in the head.
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My head hurts... I've taken medication AND consumed my weight in water... and yet it hurts.
I feel so cold sometimes. It seems that I'm not touched by anything that goes on around me. I laugh at other people's pain. That sounds trite, but really, I do.
OK, the self-loathing/pity thing is getting too irritating. I'm going to eat peanut butter crackers and then go to bed.
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Holy shit, it's two in the morning.
Having said that, everything I'm wearing is grey.
Two epiphanies in half an hour. Wowness.
I am sick. Cold-type lightheadedness is making me really random.
I will post later on--oh shit, my dad's coming down the stairs. Bye-bye!
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No, I'm not dead. And I'll post later today, I promise. But first: I've been taking these things and not posting them. So here they are; may you have the joy of it.


How dumb are you?


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I am the Dandy

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Symbol: The Orchid. Its shape and colour oddly suggest both sexes, its odour is sweet and decadent - it is a tropical flower of evil. Delicate and highly cultivated, it is prized for its rarity; it is unlike any other flower.


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The madness stops here, and it stops now. But first:

You are Kermit!
Though you're technically the star, you're pretty mellow and don't mind letting others share the spotlight. You are also something of a dreamer.



Will y'all look at this? I'm a pansy!


What revolution are You?
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What
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I'm the gay one! (You know what's really creepy about Teletubbies? They're huge.)


Which of Valerie's friends are you?


I don't think Krusty is lesser-known. If you want lesser known, you should really go for Ray or Belle or... my God. I've wasted my life, haven't I.




What
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The Masquerade turned out to have no people, so some of us danced and played games and generally hung around for a while. Then Katie and I got into our pjs and watched "Gilmore Girls" for a while. I had never seen the show. Katie's a complete addict and thus was able to give me complete background info. It was okay, I suppose. But the VCR in the TV lounge is crap, so we took out the tape and flipped channels. There was the funniest show on one of the Spanish networks, called, I believe, "Debrez en cuando". It was some sort of sketch comedy/variety show/parody thing, and entirely in Spanish. Subtitles weren't necessary, though; it was pretty clear what was going on even if you don't know the language (like Katie) or understand it only vaguely (like me). The show was about Snow White (a la Walt Disney), only played by this guy in drag who had extremely hairy arms. Very cheesy but a lot of fun.

I spent all today doing laundry and reading. I also walked to the grocery store for shampoo and bagel chips and grape soda(the latter two to which I've become addicted). Boring, boring, boring.

It's still cold. And if I go to church in the morning, I'll have to walk... Brrrrr. Maybe I'll just accept eternal damnation in return for an extra two hours sleep in a nice warm bed. Hey, I don't even have to be eternally dammned! I'm an Anglican! Yippee!

Wow. I must be an eensy bit more tired than I thought. Goodnight, y'all.
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You are 54% geek
You are a geek. Good for you! Considering the endless complexity of the universe, as well as whatever discipline you happen to be most interested in, you'll never be bored as long as you have a good book store, a net connection, and thousands of dollars worth of expensive equipment. Assuming you're a technical geek, you'll be able to afford it, too. If you're not a technical geek, you're geek enough to mate with a technical geek and thereby get the needed dough. Dating tip: Don't date a geek of the same persuasion as you. You'll constantly try to out-geek the other.

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I just got my Gold Award!!!
All that frustration and shit I had to put up with is OVER!!!
Hot damn. I'm going to Disneyland.
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I woke up at 20 to 12:00 today. *Tsk tsk* But I was SO TIRED. I took two naps yesterday; one between my 8:00 and 10:00 classes and then another after lunch. And then... drama rush. It was fun. Lots of quirky people. And cute guys. (Of course, the problem with guys in a theater department is that at least a quarter of them are gay, and it's really hard to tell which ones they are.)
I also watched "Silence of the Lambs". That is a freaky movie. And gross....
I didn't get a part in the play. I'm actually more relieved than disappointed. it would have been so much work.
Almost everyone in Prentiss is at rush today; it's so quiet. I really should do some homework at some point, but I'd much rather avoid it. And it's Saturday.
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