I've had half a salada biscuit with a little ham and cheese and I'm hyperactive. Wow. Yay!!
I've had half a salada biscuit with a little ham and cheese and I'm hyperactive. Wow. Yay!!
For I have known them all already, known them all:
Have known the evenings, mornings, afternoons,
I have measured out my life with coffee spoons;
I know the voices dying with a dying fall
Beneath the music from a farther room.
So how should I presume?Eliot
worried
Be great in act, as you have been in thought.
William Shakespeare
Itchy and oily and sweaty. Ergh... The yucky teenage tolerance. I need STEAK!!
For I have known them all already, known them all:
Have known the evenings, mornings, afternoons,
I have measured out my life with coffee spoons;
I know the voices dying with a dying fall
Beneath the music from a farther room.
So how should I presume?Eliot
-CUGGLES!!-Originally Posted by Pryderi Agni
That's all I can do.
For I have known them all already, known them all:
Have known the evenings, mornings, afternoons,
I have measured out my life with coffee spoons;
I know the voices dying with a dying fall
Beneath the music from a farther room.
So how should I presume?Eliot
Abandoned, as usually.
By me? Ah, no.
I feel all oily again. Must have a shower. I don't suppose the entirety of the world wants to know though.
I have a small scratch on my right cheek. I don't know how it got there, or when at that, however it is still meerly visible after a couple of days and I can still feel it. Perhaps that is why I feel an oily lump, you can only hide it beneath so much make up before it stops working.
For I have known them all already, known them all:
Have known the evenings, mornings, afternoons,
I have measured out my life with coffee spoons;
I know the voices dying with a dying fall
Beneath the music from a farther room.
So how should I presume?Eliot
No, no, just in general. Hmmm... I must be aging... complaining about loneliness and lack of attention.... ah, there's no way back I guess.
The world is not enough
Hmmm.... maybe a branch scratched you while you were on camp, or maybe an insect.
You need attention at two in the morning? Oh, I forgot:
Lullaby... Lullaby...
I forgot to tuck you in and sing you to sleep.
Possibly...Hmmm.... maybe a branch scratched you while you were on camp, or maybe an insect.
It'll go away though... I hope. Only I didn't see it there when I was at camp, though of course there were 16 girls and one mirror...
For I have known them all already, known them all:
Have known the evenings, mornings, afternoons,
I have measured out my life with coffee spoons;
I know the voices dying with a dying fall
Beneath the music from a farther room.
So how should I presume?Eliot
tired...
"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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Like a slug, I should be cleaning and doing homework but not much of either have gotten done however I have completed the castle in level 2 of Super Mario Bros.
Do, or do not. There is no try. - Yoda
I should be working on assignments too... just to tired to bother.
"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
Tired.
Unless someone like you cares a whole awful lot, nothing is going to get better, it's not.
seems to be a theme going here.
"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
Ah, well, have had a few quiet days... But motormouth is back.
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