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Eternal sunshine of a spotless mind... I remember how depressed I was after seeing one person's interpretation of fading memories. But now I've realized that it doesn't matter. The colours are still there, fully saturated and vivid.
and there is always the fresh canvas tomorrow.
I am summed up in a tiny box - that chapter in your book. Now I'm doing the same as well. I just smile to myself as I peel your poetry off the wall... and re-read your written letters. They shall all go into a box. Pictures and trinkets... they too, carefully placed away. It's not a process in forgetting. lol, I guess I'm just smiling because wow, what a different time it was.
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Earlier today I had a 3 year old swear at me repeatedly (as in f u bitch)... My jaw just dropped. lol, that was totally uncalled for though I don't think he knows what on earth he's saying. Oh yeah, I'm also thoroughly screwed for my chemistry final this friday. The sad part is, it's not a hard course. I'm just so looking forward to having it finished. Then I want to go out for girly drinks because I've never had them. Above all, I just need to spend time around new people!
(and discuss matters relating to porno safari adventures)
posted by Melba Toast @ 1:29 AM
2 Comments:
hehe...the same punjabi 3 year old at your tutoring session? lol, stupid kid. I like how you still refuse to write out the "F" word, hehe. How does watching "akeelah and the bee" sound for the 2nd?
lol, the kid's adorable - he's just out of control. And for the record, the "F" word is just so... harsh sounding. Like a slap in the face or something, heh.
And yes, "Akeelah and the Bee" sounds good - 'tis Oprah recommended according to my mom.
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