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Tuesday, December 16
This is the week from hell. I hate it, i hate it all.
Monday, December 15
Desert Rose
( Sting )
I dream of rain
I dream of gardens in the desert sand
I wake in vain
I dream of love as time runs through my hand
I dream of fire
Those dreams are tied to a horse that will never tire
And in the flames
Her shadows play in the shape of a man's desire
This desert rose
Each of her veils, a secret promise
This desert flower
No sweet perfume ever tortured me more than this
And as she turns
This way she moves in the logic of all my dreams
This fire burns
I realize that nothing's as it seems
I dream of rain
I dream of gardens in the desert sand
I wake in vain
I dream of love as time runs through my hand
I dream of rain
I lift my gaze to empty skies above
I close my eyes, this rare perfume
Is the sweet intoxication of her love
[break]
I dream of rain
I dream of gardens in the desert sand
I wake in vain
I dream of love as time runs through my hand
Sweet desert rose
Each of her veils, a secret promise
This desert flower
No sweet perfume ever tortured me more than this
Sweet desert rose
This memory of Eden haunts us all
This desert flower, this rare perfume
Is the sweet intoxication of the fall
( Sting )
I dream of rain
I dream of gardens in the desert sand
I wake in vain
I dream of love as time runs through my hand
I dream of fire
Those dreams are tied to a horse that will never tire
And in the flames
Her shadows play in the shape of a man's desire
This desert rose
Each of her veils, a secret promise
This desert flower
No sweet perfume ever tortured me more than this
And as she turns
This way she moves in the logic of all my dreams
This fire burns
I realize that nothing's as it seems
I dream of rain
I dream of gardens in the desert sand
I wake in vain
I dream of love as time runs through my hand
I dream of rain
I lift my gaze to empty skies above
I close my eyes, this rare perfume
Is the sweet intoxication of her love
[break]
I dream of rain
I dream of gardens in the desert sand
I wake in vain
I dream of love as time runs through my hand
Sweet desert rose
Each of her veils, a secret promise
This desert flower
No sweet perfume ever tortured me more than this
Sweet desert rose
This memory of Eden haunts us all
This desert flower, this rare perfume
Is the sweet intoxication of the fall
Welcome to The Void: Please dispose all processes of rational thought in the receptacle provided and adopt whatever we tell you as the Truth. Enjoy your stay.
Friday, December 12
I'm sooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo bored. There is nothing to do except homework and i really don't want to do that... actually (does that have one "l" or two? I don't know) I don't understand the physics or math so i can't do it anyways. It is every so veryvery dull sitting here with nobody to talk to *alas*, but at least i don't feel like i was hit by a bus anymore... more like someone hit me in the face with a 100 pound tuna. Don't ask where that came from. Look it's a cyclopse @) Tehe it's so happy. Yarg i'm bored. And my face looks like that of a chipmunk. *pouts*
Monday, December 8
*sigh* such stress. I missed the entire start of the new unit in physics and now i have no idea what is going on. We have a "major quiz" today that he didn't even tell us about and i don't have a fucking clue how to do any of the questions... but i don't think i'll have to write it today... i'll have to write it tomorrow and that's not good cuz they'll be doing notes again and i'll get behind again and then i'm getting my wisdom teeth out on wednesday and i won't be here then or on thursday and... well, hopefuly i'll be here on friday but... who knows. Oh well, maybe i'll have some kind of reaction to the anesthetic and die and then i won't have to worry about all this crap.
