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*the show was amazing this weekend! i met Brandon's parents on friday. i felt silly because i had all my stage makeup on and my hair was all done up like in the 30's and 40's. i can't believe they came to see the show. They brought me flowers, which was really sweet! they seem like really nice parents.
*i miss Brandon, which is a weird feeling because there has been very very few times when i've actually missed someone, but even then, it didn't feel quite like this...
*all day today i've been in a really weird mood. i've been very quite and withdrawn... it's probablly because i'm tired, or something to that effect...
“...Therefore, since the world has still
Much good, but much less good than ill,
And while the sun and moon endure
Luck’s a chance, but trouble’s sure,
I’d face it as a wise man would,
And train for ill and not for good.
’Tis true, the stuff I bring for sale
Is not so brisk a brew as ale:
Out of a stem that scored the hand
I wrung it in a weary land.
But take it: if the smack is sour,
The better for the embittered hour;
It should do good to heart and head
When your soul is in my soul’s stead;
And I will friend you, if I may,
In the dark and cloudy day...”
-A. E. Housman
A Shropshire Lad
1896
*i miss Brandon, which is a weird feeling because there has been very very few times when i've actually missed someone, but even then, it didn't feel quite like this...
*all day today i've been in a really weird mood. i've been very quite and withdrawn... it's probablly because i'm tired, or something to that effect...
“...Therefore, since the world has still
Much good, but much less good than ill,
And while the sun and moon endure
Luck’s a chance, but trouble’s sure,
I’d face it as a wise man would,
And train for ill and not for good.
’Tis true, the stuff I bring for sale
Is not so brisk a brew as ale:
Out of a stem that scored the hand
I wrung it in a weary land.
But take it: if the smack is sour,
The better for the embittered hour;
It should do good to heart and head
When your soul is in my soul’s stead;
And I will friend you, if I may,
In the dark and cloudy day...”
-A. E. Housman
A Shropshire Lad
1896