Sunday, October 30, 2005
ur sugar, ur spice, ur everything nice, and ur daddy's little girl

im in love with this song now, partly cos im daddy's little girl still... haha...its by michael buble if anyone wants to know

anyway this next post is dedicated to cherysa, but hey im just using this as an excuse to procrastinate against doing my assignment.... my word count currently is 1666..i think im going to hell...

so i digressed...oh i watched halloween h20 just now on tv... and there i digressed again....

so yeah to cherysa....

edison is not urs! anyway if anything i would probably be the first to know him since im closer to him..u know the 6 degree link...or was it 7? ok i cant remember... but yeah i am erm..let me count 4 degrees away from him...and since u know me u are 5 degrees away from him.... HA!

ok this doesnt make sense anyway but im just bloggin just to not do my work...i need 2500...and i have another 2500 for another essay..sigh...sob! this one is easy to hit the number and even surpass it but i really want to get it over... no time to study!!! study!!!!!!

neeeeeeeeedddddddddddddddd---to----ddooooooooooooooooooooooooooo---wooooorrrrrrrrrrrrrkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkk *crawls and reaches hand out*

found a pot of gold@ 17:55
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"One Art"

The art of losing isn't hard to master;
So many things seem filled with the intent
To be lost that their loss is no disaster.

Lose something every day. Accept the fluster
of lost keys, the hour badlly spent
The art of losing isn't hard to master.

Then practice losing farther, losing faster:
places, and names, and where it was you meant
to travel. None of these will bring disaster.

I lost my mother's watch. And look! my last, or
next-to-last, of three loved houses went.
The art of losing isn't hard to master.

I lost two cities, lovely ones. And, vaster,
some realms I owne, two rivers, a continent.
I miss them, but it wasn't a disaster.

-Even losing you (the joking voice, a gesture
I love) I shan't have lied. It's evident
the art of losing's not too hard to master
though it may look like (Write it!) like disaster.

-Elizabeth Bishop