I'm thinking of skipping the last day of class to go to a business dinner.
I'm thinking of skipping the last day of class to go to a business dinner.
Do, or do not. There is no try. - Yoda
go for it!
"Come away O human child!To the waters of the wild, With a faery hand in hand, For the worlds more full of weeping than you can understand."
W.B.Yeats
"If it looks like a Dwarf and smells like a Dwarf, then it's probably a Dwarf (or a latrine wearing dungarees)"
Artemins Fowl and the Lost Colony by Eoin Colfer
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I handed in the final paper for my majors class and subsequently handed in all of my library books (after renewing them every two weeks since early September).
One more paper, two more tests, and then finals.
Unless someone like you cares a whole awful lot, nothing is going to get better, it's not.
One final down. Two to go. So far so good.
Calvin: You can’t just turn on creativity like a faucet. You have to be in the right mood.
Hobbes: What mood is that?
Calvin: Last-minute panic.
Here's a great story from my local newspaper.
[SNIP]For her 100th birthday, she gets gifts, greetings -- and a high school diploma
By Stephanie Slepian
November 30, 2009, 1:53AM
The Class of 1925 at St. Peter's Girls High School graduated without Mary Arnott. Her father pulled her out in Grade 11 to care for her siblings after her mother died in childbirth.
An entire lifetime later -- a lifetime filled with love and laughter and heartbreak -- Mrs. Arnott had one regret: Never getting her high school diploma.
"I kept going to night school and more night school and finally got business training and became a secretary to a lawyer, but it wasn't the same," she said by phone from her home in Toronto, looking back on her younger years.
For her 100th birthday, St. Peter's has filled that void by granting Mrs. Arnott an honorary high school diploma.
"It just means everything," said Mrs. Arnott, a Staten Island native.
Mary Haugen, assistant principal and president of the Alumni Association at St. Peter's, received a call from Mrs. Arnott's granddaughter, Allison, seeking any information on her grandmother's school records.
Her family wanted to surprise the centenarian on her birthday.
Mrs. Haugen was more than happy to send a diploma. She had done the same several months earlier for Amelia Capofari Romano, who would have been a member of the Class of 1933 had she not left school to care for her younger sisters.
Mary Adele Sachs was born in Brooklyn in 1909 and was raised on Staten Island, one of 13 siblings who lived first over Mueller's Hardware Store at 585 Bay St. in Stapleton and later at 198 Beechwood Ave. in New Brighton.
She survived scarlet fever, helped to raise her siblings and worked for 12 years as a secretary in Manhattan. She met her husband, Bruce, while vacationing in Virginia Beach
http://www.silive.com/news/index.ssf...y_she_get.html
So it's never too late.![]()
LET THERE BE LIGHT
"Love follows knowledge." – St. Catherine of Siena
My literature blog: http://ashesfromburntroses.blogspot.com/
^ Very enjoyable nice story, Virgil![]()
thats great Virg!
"Come away O human child!To the waters of the wild, With a faery hand in hand, For the worlds more full of weeping than you can understand."
W.B.Yeats
"If it looks like a Dwarf and smells like a Dwarf, then it's probably a Dwarf (or a latrine wearing dungarees)"
Artemins Fowl and the Lost Colony by Eoin Colfer
my poems-please comment Forum Rules
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Calvin: You can’t just turn on creativity like a faucet. You have to be in the right mood.
Hobbes: What mood is that?
Calvin: Last-minute panic.
I'm weary with right-angles, abbreviated daylight,
Waiting for a winter to be done.
Why do I still see you in every mirrored window,
In all that I could never overcome?
Ew, well today I went to the website for purchasing photos form my convocation, they're mostly terrible.
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"If the national mental illness of the United States is megalomania, that of Canada is paranoid schizophrenia."
- Margaret Atwood
Is that a golden cape on your back?
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"Personal note: When I was a little kid my mother told me not to stare into the sun. So once when I was six, I did. At first the brightness was overwhelming, but I had seen that before. I kept looking, forcing myself not to blink, and then the brightness began to dissolve. My pupils shrunk to pinholes and everything came into focus and for a moment I understood. The doctors didn't know if my eyes would ever heal."
-Pi