I am really digging bullet points these days. They can be as scattered, brief, and random as my actual thought process:
- I have seen a shooting star three times this past week! Is the sky falling?
- Listen to the Marie Antoinette soundtrack and you will understand me. Well, maybe not but you will be listening to one of my all-time favorite albums. I adore it with all my corazon.
- I am over it! Like, for real! You know...
- Apparently, my friends are into mountain men now.
- I am still confused and grossed out by a fact I learned yesterday. I mean, really?
- I am so sure that I am going to fail my math class that I have no desire to do anything for it anymore. That's a bad thing. I have class in an hour and have not done a single problem for my homework. I most likely have a quiz on what we learned as well. Sweet.
- I LOVE THE CURE!!!! I forgot how much I loved them. I really love them.
- EE Cummings did not, in fact, prefer his name to be un-capitalized.
- One thing I do enjoy about my literature class is the actual fiction and poetry that we get to read. I don't necessarily enjoy studying and dissecting them but I love reading them. There are some stinkin' brilliant artists out there. Gertrude Stein and EE Cummings are da bomb.
- OK, I really need to get ready for class. I won't slack as much as I'd like.
I reside in dreams. Even while wakeful, my heart yearns for the unreal. In mind and spirit, I dwell in a world of imagination, whimsy, magic. If only my wings were strong enough to take me there, to free me from my cage of reality. One day... One day, I'll fly away.



1 comment:
ha! not like nasty, overly rugged mountain men...
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