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Apr. 27th, 2009


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Freshman Year at the College of William and Mary in Review
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Nov. 4th, 2007


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Love is the concern you see in your mother's eyes when she wishes out loud that she would be sick instead of you because that would hurt less for her, the warmth you feel when she stays up all night watching over you while your dad runs to the pharmacy at 3 in the morning. It's the moment you suddenly realize you miss that annoying middle school friend who followed you around everywhere, poking you incessantly and jabbering loudly about anime while you were trying to study. You realize that she genuinely cared about you. Love is those rare, unexpected moments when he gives you a quick, honest answer. It's the look he gives you after he kisses you that makes your eyes dart in another direction to stop you from melting. Love is watching your best friend's van pull out of your driveway. It hits you hard the next day when you realize that this time the van is taking her to Michigan, not back to 11932 Blanfield Drive. You never cry, but now as you remember meeting her for the first time eight years ago, you can't stop. Love is what eharmony tries to find for you. They don't understand that the truest kind of love forms unprovoked, unsearched for. It's slow to develop, and sometimes you know it's there the whole time, but other times, you don't see it until it hits you over the head. Love is not something you gossip about; it's unspoken. Love is patient, kind, forgiving, selfless, unbashful, courageous. Love is full of thought but requires none. It's what you and I live for.

Sep. 16th, 2007


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So my great idea for a black and white photogram? Took me FOREVER to cut out (not to mention using a tiny little blade that killed my finger) and probably isn't even gonna work. What was I thinking??Collapse )

Sep. 14th, 2007


be happy, friends! <3

ahh so many sad people around me, both irl and on lj. there is always something worth living for. if you have not found it yet, you will one day, and then you will appreciate life so much.

Aug. 28th, 2007


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The topic:

Modern improvisational comedy had its start with The Compass Players, a group of University of Chicago students, who later formed the Second City comedy troupe. Here is a chance to play along. Improvise a story, essay, or script that meets all of the following requirements:

  • It must include the line “And yes I said yes I will Yes” (Ulysses, by James Joyce).

  • Its characters may not have superpowers.

  • Your work has to mention the University of Chicago, but please, no accounts of a high school student applying to the University–this is fiction, not autobiography.

  • Your work must include at least four of the following elements:

    • a paper airplane

    • a transformation

    • a shoe

    • the invisible hand

    • two doors

    • pointillism

    • a fanciful explanation of the Pythagorean Theorem

    • a ventriloquist or ventriloquism

    • the Periodic Table of the Elements

    • the concept of jeong

    • number two pencils

Aug. 21st, 2007


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repulsive forest.

we sing about sad purple summer love
please milk her ugly beauty
drunk rains scream but shine
and the diamond symphony lathers with frantic fingers
to smear the girl you worship
so say she's a goddess
you always will
like a wet puppy
fall on your butt
when my bare cry is what
raw seas spray over life
trip together
manipulate her mother
to rob your weak friend of sweet music
but stop the wind to whisper one lazy love
leave behind two shadows of spring
for beneath sordid moments lie our true language
delicate tongues ache to take winter
in dream we is fluff

Aug. 5th, 2007


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After seeing Alex Chiou's amazing painting on her LJ, I thought about paints and water colors and things.

I always thought water colors looked like this:

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You know, mix water and chalk, can't really see anything when you try to paint with it. But then I remembered that I bought a set of water colors in China, and I guess water colors actually come in tubes, like thisCollapse )

Apr. 1st, 2007


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whee poem

it's all in how you look at things
how kids beginning school love more, times change,
he begun to. watch everyone's stop. we sometimes
thought living the dog's life. rushing like when
we forgot otters were there to sleep too
heard our bellow waiting to get so much
his summers proud for help there. rest. we
cry now now hope you see, humbly want

Mar. 29th, 2007


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Feb. 27th, 2007


and so she writes

A poem I wrote in grade 9:

This pen with which she fights
this almighty instrument which sees
that life is all within her sight
and she's alright 'cause she believes
if she can write she has
it all, and she can breathe
without a wall, perform her jazz
atop the world; she sings with ease

For a moment while she's alone,
she hums a tune and she's in Rome
another note and she's the guest
of furry goats and friendly gnomes
A thousand steps away from home
this brilliant dream which manifests
held in her fingers, her own
creation, where she knows she's safe to rest

december 7, 2004

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