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Archive for March 2006

Heartaches SUCK!!
I have no idea how to deal with them!
I mean really…why are they necessary…there should just be a pill that people can pop and get over it all and just go back to being nice, normal, happy people..
I am always sooooo much cooler before these ‘attachments’. And then one of these things happen and then I get involved and happy in them and then at the end of it all it seems to me that I’m the only one that actually cared…Even though I know its just that I’m the only one who is incapable of hiding how I’m feeling. I know its not easy for all parties involved but I can only feel what I feel and really…from my point of view…it SUCKS!!! I’d much rather just outsource the pain bit…

The only thing keeping me from wallowing right now is that its almost the end of the year…I have a job…I’ll be working in a city I love, FINALLY actually living there rather than just visiting; I have great friends and we’re having a great time…most of the time…and working on the year book is FUN!!


I found this amazing poem and although it had nothing to do with how I was feeling, it became the one sunny moment in my day:

A Precious Mouldering by Emily Dickinson

A precious, mouldering pleasure ’t is
To meet an antique book,
In just the dress his century wore;
A privilege, I think,

His venerable hand to take,
And warming in our own,
A passage back, or two, to make
o times when he was young.

His quaint opinions to inspect,
His knowledge to unfold
On what concerns our mutual mind,
The literature of old;

What interested scholars most,
What competitions ran
When Plato was a certainty,
And Sophocles a man;

When Sappho was a living girl,
And Beatrice wore
The gown that Dante deified.
Facts, centuries before,

He traverses familiar,
As one should come to town
And tell you all your dreams were true:
He lived where dreams were born.

His presence is enchantment,
You beg him not to go;
Old volumes shake their vellum heads
And tantalize, just so.

Sugar Droplets