Sweet dreams are made of these

Blah Blah Blah insert pretentious rubbish. Oh, and Gregory Maguire, the Master of emo philosophical crap? With all my love, I so predict your rambling, unphilosophical death one day.

Thursday, May 25, 2006

Moondust and starlight

So the song of the day is Close To You, which played brilliantly in Mirrormask, and is my ode to Meow^3 my incandescent love. Alas, the holidays are approaching, Monday is approaching and there is no home for Meow. ): I worry. Mummy says that we shouldn't cut Meow's nails so he will have sharp claws to defend himself in the pet boarding place. -_-

WELL. I am a little happy, because the term has kind of ended. I know my scores, I know my GPA, and all the other little things that should worry me. I am slightly excited by the weekend and the binging I might do, and also the writing. Oh oh oh. The writing. I have missed pretty words so much. It does not matter that I don't care for the people I shall write about. I care deeply about the beautiful words and beautiful situations and caves. Oh CAVES. And perception-reality-truth!!! It will be like a brilliant technical exercise, when I plan elaborate metaphors and insightly characterisation. Oh I shall spend the whole of the holidays doing that. a;sldfasdlkf

Now. There is hope yet I should think. And CAVES. sdafhnasdl;fh

Why do stars fall down from the sky
Every time you walk by?
Just like me, they long to be
Close to you.

<3

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