phase 1: organised blogging
* the cyclone was called AILA!
* have discovered green apples
* exam over.
* don't ask
* lunch at TD, today.
* i'll never wear white again!
* writer's block
* Gah!
coming up next: phase 2 - emo blogging.
followed by 'yay! i'm a 5yr. old' blogging.
* goodbye
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'I will look at cliffs and clouds
With quiet eyes,
Watch the wind bow down the grass,
And the grass rise.
And when lights begin to show,
Up from the town,
I will mark which must be mine,
And then start down...'
With quiet eyes,
Watch the wind bow down the grass,
And the grass rise.
And when lights begin to show,
Up from the town,
I will mark which must be mine,
And then start down...'
7 comments:
Reminds me of Judy's letters.From Daddy-long-legs I mean. :P
This is a nice phase. And, yes, Daddy-long-legs, indeed.
Arre, but slices of lemon will save you when you wear white.
*wink*
Whats err writer's bock?*I know it was a typo but I feel like being mean right now*
Also, What's Organised Bogging?
Is it some competitive sport where you have to race against time to see who can turn a piece of dry, hard land into a soggy, dangerous swamp?
the 'l' on my keyboard must be attacked fiercely for it to function :(
also, meanies!!
@magically bored,
don't remind me!! :P
@soliloquist and rhea,
yes, that :)
But I believe Organised Bogging could actually become an Olympic Sport.
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