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florentino ariza and fermina daza; it's just as intense.

i miss altimonts class already. its weird. i went into that class with no expectations at all, knowing nothing about him except that he wears bow ties and brings whiskey to plays in bottles and likes to unwind and always seems to be jolly, and came out with a newfound love of not only shakespeare [which i thought impossible], but also of poetry, ( Read more... )

this week has been a blur. gone way to fast, like most things are. scholarship weekend is finally over and i feel as though next year should be an interesting one ( Read more... )

i was just thinking about something that has been troubling me for a while. and it is this. why is the second harry potter movie so much less memorable than any of the others? i dislike that i am watching it now, and hardly remember anythings about it! ive come to a few conclusions ( Read more... )

today i drank a bunch of whiskey and tried to cook dinner. it worked out just fine after about 2 hours. it was only supposed to take 7-9 minutes. but it was really tasty. me and matt and duck ate it. it was chicken, and salad along with strawberries cut in halves. i enjoy the taste of girl scout cookies for dessert ( Read more... )

hi,
i just came to visit.
how are you doing?
are you feeling okay?

Here's a true story. A young actor drowned himself in the river a few years back. He had just been chosen for the part of Edgar Allan Poe in a play based on the life of the writer. Recently he had spoken to the author of the play about dropping the part of Poe and replacing it with a role in which he would play himself.

i now live with a modern day milo and otis.

i am out. new york, i will see you soon.

you don't owe me anything. you have paid me well in memories. it's just a shame to watch you walk away.