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i remember the month of october when i was living at home. there is something so complex yet simple and beautiful about that month in st. louis that i haven't felt anywhere else. every single tree has turned its own shade of yellow, burnt orange, plum or flame red and leaves drop like a gentle rainfall. i'd collect a couple, put them under a white ( Read more... ) -
the love song of j. alfred prufrock t.s eliot
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this is it
5 days, 16 hours, 26 minutes ...roughly...until i'm done.
1 eleven page music history paper to turn in
1 jury to play
1 extremely impossible music history final to take
1 theory final to pass
1 biology exam to get through
then home...12 hours in the car and then home -
un riso di paradiso- a smile of paradise
Nel pur ardor della piu bella stella ( Read more... ) -
bliss
pure bliss right now:
sitting at 10:07pm in my room alone
just got out of the shower--feeling clean
it just started pouring rain
i'm listening to some groovy music: Jaco Pastorius
smelling the faint scent of fresh flowers in my room
about to drink some cold water
pure bliss.
simplicity is bliss -
outdoors
what i hear: birds chirping of several different varieties, wind chimes
what i see: green, concrete patio, swing, fountain
what i feel: cool, lazy
i burnt the tip of right thumb opening up an english muffin this morning. not good for the bow hold.
picking up with secret wireless signals from a neighbor. mua ha ha -
If a body catch a body coming through the rye
I think if you don't really like a girl, you shouldn't horse around with her at all, and if you do like her, then you're supposed to like her face, and if you like her face, you ought to be careful about doing crumby stuff to it, like squirting water all over it. It's really too bad that so much crumby stuff is a lot of fun sometimes ( Read more... ) -
what i've learned
things i've discovered ( Read more... )
