15:30 | 13.04.2007

laughing out loud

its the busy period now and everybody in school is rushing to complete their final projects. i saw this one on a wall on the second floor of the design block. prob belonged to someone from communication design...a wall of whimsical flowers intertwine with this ee cummings poem :

i carry your heart with me(i carry it in
my heart)i am never without it(anywhere
i go you go,my dear;and whatever is done
by only me is your doing,my darling)
i fear
no fate(for you are my fate,my sweet)i want
no world(for beautiful you are my world,my true)
and it's you are whatever a moon has always meant
and whatever a sun will always sing is you

here is the deepest secret nobody knows
(here is the root of the root and the bud of the bud
and the sky of the sky of a tree called life;which grows
higher than soul can hope or mind can hide)
and this is the wonder that's keeping the stars apart

i carry your heart(i carry it in my heart)

anywhos, me myself i am going to graduate in 2 weeks exactly. the stress is overwhelming and my pimples are having a congregation at exactly the wrong places and saying a nice lil prayer for me.
come by and save me sometime if you would. and could.

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a girl who cannot believe shes in her twenties. religiously likes things to come in 3s. a pathological compulsive cheater who cant help falling in love. is addicted to bikram yoga and thinks of her current flying job as an economical way to travel.