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11.22.2002 @ 8:24 pm

arg. why am i not 19 yet? *pouts* i wanna see alarm bell. grr.

and that would be why i don't read the paper. well, except for today. and it was actually yesterday's paper. and now i'm bitter.

and i have about 2 lines of 'win big lose more' by pepper sands stuck in my head. and there's no getting rid of it...

anyone else find it odd that i all of a sudden started using actual sentences? i have no idea where they came from, but i have realized that i no longer separate all thoughts with ellipses. something just seems not right about that. i still maintain that i won't bother to capitalize things though.

i should really be doing work right now. because i didn't do any at school today. (but in all honesty, it wasn't my fault at all for two of those blocks. i don't count directing & scriptriting or choir as work.) the other three...well...yeah okay i suppose that is my fault. so my goal for this weekend is to get finish some sort of project for creative writing. i haven't quite decided what yet though. most likely poetry, because it is simple, and i just want to get something handed in for that course.

oooo they have started selling candy canes now. the best part of the entire christmas hoopla i think. candy canes are the best. i bought 4 of them today. one of them i gave to hil. and i offered the other ones to jason and nick, but then had gum (? *shrugs*), and nick said he didn't take candy from strangers. i then asked him i was a stranger and he said no, and then used the whole gum excuse. people are odd at times...

lunch was rather interesting today. meg and i sat with hil (i was, however, pretty much expecting meaghan to go to the great hall and hang out with chelsea's friends that i hate.) and then hil sang the lumberjack song for all of lunch. only no one knows the words to the lumberjack song, so we just kind of went with the tune, and started every sentence off with "i'm a lumberjack and i'm okay..." and of course remembered that there's a universal law against singing this song in some sort of proper key. i am sure that there are many people who now hate us. *evil grin*

anyway, i am off to be creative, or at least try to be creative. hopefully i'll come back with something more than i accomplished earlier (cleaning out my notebook, and writing in my journal. so far from homework yet so close.)

from today, there is exactly 15 weeks until my birthday. not that i am counting or anything...
'enya'
the age of electric


enya in your language is there a word for anger
or is it in your temple where you hide
enya in your temple your flowers bloom like fire
but now your colours fading and you're cold

hide in your inner circle - strength aint muscle
whatever makes it better - hold on to your pride
in time your pain will wither - fucked up and lost
hurt can't live forever

enya in your garden all of your angels gather
taking you into hiding under their wings
enya in your savior can you find hope for a future
where all your fears and anger won't cloud your way

enya in your shelter is there a fire for comfort
burning your inhibitions away



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