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| dear xanga, i am rather excited to be back. except not really. today was remarkably pleasant for a monday, which i attribute to not being in school. ms. lynde says there are seven weeks of school left. i need to get better at avoiding people i don't want to see. yours truly, Deanna | | |
| i marvel at how other people's lives are so exponentially more interesting than my own. i'm really so busy. i should just be working, but have had no motivation since getting into college. (damn you, early decision!) maybe i'll be able to put off senioritis for five minutes and get something done. anyway. wish me luck. | | |
| that's it. no more dreams for me. i found a cute romantic book that i was way into freshman year. armageddon summer. about two kids who go up on a mountaintop to wait for the end of the world. has anyone else read it? i need to finish that physics test. ew. | | |
| Novemeber is a good time for ... shorter entries. That was taking up too much space. My day, briefly -- pretty fun, i know some of the coolest people in the universe, and then i wasted a lot of time with top ten lists, and now i have to study for chem. Life makes me feel amazing. Like...that feeling when you're really thirsty or warm and take a big gulp of cold milk or water and it goes down your throat and you can feel it being cool and wonderful (i love that feeling)...anway. that feeling is my life right now. it's pretty nice. | | |
| i carry your heart with me(i carry it in my heart)i am never without it(anywhere i go you go,my dear; and whatever is done by only me is your doing,my darling) i fear no fate(for you are my fate,my sweet)i want no world(for beautiful you are my world,my true) and it's you are whatever a moon has always meant and whatever a sun will always sing is you
here is the deepest secret nobody knows (here is the root of the root and the bud of the bud and the sky of the sky of a tree called life;which grows higher than the soul can hope or mind can hide) and this is the wonder that's keeping the stars apart
i carry your heart(i carry it in my heart) e. e. cummings | | |
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