The title explains it all. I'm actually blogging on a random basis. As in it's not just boredom this time. I actually have something to say... (and there's shock in the crowd... a moments pause, please, ladies and gentlemen, while we pull ourselves back togehter..)
I have an ARC (annalysis research and communication -right?) 600 word essay on Emily Dickinson. PS: it's my CA assesment (at least I think part of it)
HEART, we will forget him!
You and I, to-night!
You may forget the warmth he gave,
I will forget the light.
When you have done, pray tell me,
That I my thoughts may dim;
Haste! lest while you're lagging,
I may remember him!
-Thy truly: Emily Dickinson
:D bloody awesome
Am I stressed? Not as much as I would've expected. I'm stressed over that black book with golden rimmed pages, crying inside my bag. And the fact that there's PE tomorrow just adds to the bliss of my life. I'm in that possision once more when I don't think before I post. And where I feel like I'm standing in mid-air with no where to go... like in space, swallowed up whole in complete darkness, no stars nor planet to guide my way back to mars ;)
how could someone feel like they're about to die?
Innywho. Ichemishymoo :D
XOXO
Ms. Ichemishymooing you loads too.
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