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    For a Good Cause...


    Death By Diamonds

    I'm not exactly in a Resolution-y kind of mood so I'll probably post it... I don't know, when I graduate maybe?

    My planner's filled with exams, papers, paper consultations, assignments, blah blah blah. I know my planner's new and all but I think the teachers were too excited to fill it up. It's just the start of the year, the least they could do is save some planned torture for next month, or how about never? I get the whole
    high pressure + high temperature = diamonds logic but c'mon, high pressure + high temperature also = pimples, and ultimately, stress, which we all know is the leading cause of death. (Cancer, suicide, you name it, bucko.)

    And I let all these school stuff get to me 'cause I actually DO want to graduate on schedule (ie 2010) not because I'm excited to work and become some sort of slave to capitalism but because, Ladies and Gents, getting as far away from school as possible has been the only dream to have survived the
    Death of Hopes and Dreams Incident of 2006.

    But then if you think about it, I'm still off to Graduate or Law or Clown School after I graduate so that doesn't exactly make much sense, does it now? Welcome to my world, I guess.

    The point here is that for the umpteenth time, my school is driving me
    thisclose off the edge but this time, and this is the weird part, I'm actually trying to save myself. Not that there's much of me worth saving for. One of these days I'm probably getting superpowers and when that time comes, you guys will proclaim me your ruler. Most of you will wish that I should've died by drowning in schoolwork. LOL.

    This ends our first rant of 2009. Join us again next time, kids.

    Ladeeda.

    ~You know who




    My nose is stuck on:
    This.

    I'd post an entry worshiping DKR
    but my brain cells could never come up
    with anything to bring justice to it.
    READ THIS.
    Seriously.


    Currently following:
    VenetianPrincess
    on Youtube
    She's got some pretty funny stuff, kids.

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    A Poem

    Stopping by Woods on a Snowy Evening
    By Robert Frost




    Whose woods these are I think I know.
    His house is in the village, though;
    He will not see me stopping here
    To watch his woods fill up with snow.



    My little horse must think it queer
    To stop without a farmhouse near
    Between the woods and frozen lake
    The darkest evening of the year.

    He gives his harness bells a shake
    To ask if there's some mistake.
    The only other sound's the sweep
    Of easy wind and downy flake.

    The woods are lovely, dark and deep,
    But I have promises to keep,
    And miles to go before I sleep,
    And miles to go before I sleep.



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