Wednesday, January 18, 2006
ah fuck. my class is out. im in 1AD3
but but. i dont like my class one bit. its gonna be tougher to bond with them than it took me to bond with my orientation group. sighh. its like a horrid class. i dont see myself getting along with my classmates. sighh. i'm faced with so many dilemmas. so many problems. just as i thought acjc was getting fun. i miss HOLMES. i miss you all.
a poem i wrote during H2 math lecture which i dint take:
a gunshot she fired,
strikes me straight in my heart.
burning, eruptive fit;
faced with an open cave.
cold black ice melts into driplets.
clock flustered pale.
magma reciting out my wounds,
heat immensed throughout my body.
hunched down onto my knees,
water-filled eyes gazed upon me.
she did'nt mean it.
lay down; a lifeless soul.
it aint any shakespear or anything but i think its really meaningful for me.
ahhh. i love you so much. you dont know it, but i really do. take care =)
++eugenie++dreading the darkest days ahead
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