| Written by Diana, on 23-01-2002 22:32 |
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doves collect outside my window sill. enough snow white feathers to construct almost real angel wings. i joke but i honestly think i'm getting sick of school and it started just 1.5 weeks ago. classes are overwhelmingly boring. two weeks almost and i've learned nothing new. college wasn't supposed to be this way. it was supposed to be fun, hard, challenging. it's like high school all over again, only it's like a pedestal and you do your best to be on top but if you fall on your way up...no one's surprised, because you weren't good enough in the first place. my suddenly sunny disposition is...tolerable for now. my very small town is so very quiet today. like there's a town meeting only they forgot to invite me. even my home is empty. i've banned all animals as well because that little shit cat of mine attacked my tassel from graduation. i have another but i wasn't wearing it when i was handed my diploma. it has aesthetic qualities is all. nothing more. my tassel's ruined, the pendant year hangs no longer. just the mottled colors of an almamater. i am tired. i'm afraid to even blink for fear i'll fall asleep. i wish to sleep for days, weeks, but i cannot. an hour here, two there. i cannot study like this, at least not if it requires my attention. i met this guy today, he's in my calc. 2 class. he's asian and get this, he's got a british accent. i could listen to him talk for hours. i'm not sure i've heard a better accent in my entire life. he's not very cute but yah know, looks aren't all that much to me. i mean most of the cute guys i've known...who KNOW they're cute...or not, are not the kind of guys i'm interested in. they're just so full of themselves it makes me sick. besides, i go for my first impression of their personality. that usually gets me right off. anyhow, enough of that.
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