The other day I had the urge to write on a gigantic piece of paper ( Read more... )

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Who came up with the ideas of finals? When did the idea of testing one individual on at least six or seven different subjects in one week period ever sound like a good and productive thing? That having them exhaust their faculties day after day after day after day, and then once they get the satisfaction of finishing one, they have to study for ( Read more... )

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That's it. It's been two months, and that was nearly the hundreth deaf person I've seen total. Where were they before? I didn't seem them at all last semester! But suddenly a deaf boy (talented piano player too) moves in the building across the sidewalk, and everyone is speaking in sign language! I'm serious, there is an influx of signed ( Read more... )

Someone tolded me today that I needed to be a painting, and could they sketch me sometime?

I finished a play.

Rough.

Black Socks
They never get dirty
The longer you wear them
The blacker they get

Sometimes
I think about laundry,
But something inside me
Says don't wash them yet
(repeat)