SUMMER.

I cannot believe it.

I am so exhausted I can't even think.

I can't believe I am still alive.

This quarter kicked my ass so, so hard.

But it's done.

It's done it's done it's done.

Praise whatever there is to be believed in.

remembered, today ( Read more... )

Listen, absorb, love them.

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I cannot believe it's spring quarter.

I am so not ready.

I just stared at my stack of books for about an hour.

...

oy.

haaaaaaaaaaaate finals.

hate.

just gotta get through this week and then break and then SPRING QUARTER WOOT!

Also, I want to do something with this next quarter in non-fiction. Don't know what yet, but I don't want to forget about it, so it will hibernate here for a bit ( Read more... )

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I want so much to subsist on
my horoscope.

I am Scales,
inclining with the clang of each
new weight
upon my metal.

I want it to be true:
today is a good day
to deepen an
existing relationship.

how about
simply learning
to exist?
it comes with such ease
to some.

I ask for nothing, Stars,

just the smallest suggestion
of contentedness.

You Are a Semi-Colon


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Argh! Class starts TOMORROW and I still don't know what I'm taking.

I should probably get on that...