...*sigh*
It rained today, again. I don't know what's up with the weather here in SoCal. It's sunnny one day and raining up a storm the next. MAKE UP YOUR MIND, GOD! Please?
And my mom treated me like crap today. (Actually, she still is.) I'm telling you, she's evil. *sigh* I CAN'T WAIT UNTIL I START COLLEGE AND LEAVE THIS PLACE.
I was looking over my old portfolios from school and found an Edgar Allen Poe poem that I did a report on.
ANNABELLE LEE
Author: Edgar Allan Poe
It was many and many a year ago,
In a kingdom by the sea,
That a maiden there lived whom you may know
By the name of Annabel Lee;
And this maiden she lived with no other thought
Than to love and be loved by me.
I was a child and she was a child,
In this kingdom by the sea;
But we loved with a love that was more than love -
I and my Annabel Lee;
With a love that the winged seraphs of heaven
Coveted her and me.
And this was the reason that, long ago,
In this kingdom by the sea,
A wind blew out of a cloud, chilling
My beautiful Annabel Lee;
So that her highborn kinsman came
And bore her away from me,
To shut her up in a sepulcher
In this kingdom by the sea.
The angels, not half so happy in heaven,
Went envying her and me
Yes! that was the reason
(as all men know, In this kingdom by the sea)
That the wind came out of the cloud by night,
Chilling and killing my Annabel Lee.
But our love was stronger by far than the love
Of those who were older than we
Of many far wiser than we
And neither the angels in heaven above,
Nor the demons down under the sea,
Can ever dissever my soul from the soul
Of the beautiful Annabel Lee.
For the moon never beams without bringing me dreams
Of the beautiful Annabel Lee;
And the stars never rise but I feel the bright eyes
Of the beautiful Annabel Lee;
And so, all the night-tide, I lie down by the side
Of my darling, my darling, my life and my bride,
In the sepulcher there by the sea,
In her tomb by the sounding sea.
A pretty poem, yes? I love it. Very romantic and sad. Reminds me of Zutara but then again, almost anything that has to do with love reminds me of Zutara. XD
[EDIT] My bully of a mom decided to drop the silent treatment just to tell me not to talk back to her again. "You're not my mom," she claims. WTF?! I DIDN'T TALK BACK TO YOU! I WAS TELLING YOU THAT I WAS GOING TO BE LATE THIS MORNING. IT'S NOT MY EFFING FAULT THAT YOU'RE TONE DEAF.
And my mom treated me like crap today. (Actually, she still is.) I'm telling you, she's evil. *sigh* I CAN'T WAIT UNTIL I START COLLEGE AND LEAVE THIS PLACE.
I was looking over my old portfolios from school and found an Edgar Allen Poe poem that I did a report on.
ANNABELLE LEE
Author: Edgar Allan Poe
It was many and many a year ago,
In a kingdom by the sea,
That a maiden there lived whom you may know
By the name of Annabel Lee;
And this maiden she lived with no other thought
Than to love and be loved by me.
I was a child and she was a child,
In this kingdom by the sea;
But we loved with a love that was more than love -
I and my Annabel Lee;
With a love that the winged seraphs of heaven
Coveted her and me.
And this was the reason that, long ago,
In this kingdom by the sea,
A wind blew out of a cloud, chilling
My beautiful Annabel Lee;
So that her highborn kinsman came
And bore her away from me,
To shut her up in a sepulcher
In this kingdom by the sea.
The angels, not half so happy in heaven,
Went envying her and me
Yes! that was the reason
(as all men know, In this kingdom by the sea)
That the wind came out of the cloud by night,
Chilling and killing my Annabel Lee.
But our love was stronger by far than the love
Of those who were older than we
Of many far wiser than we
And neither the angels in heaven above,
Nor the demons down under the sea,
Can ever dissever my soul from the soul
Of the beautiful Annabel Lee.
For the moon never beams without bringing me dreams
Of the beautiful Annabel Lee;
And the stars never rise but I feel the bright eyes
Of the beautiful Annabel Lee;
And so, all the night-tide, I lie down by the side
Of my darling, my darling, my life and my bride,
In the sepulcher there by the sea,
In her tomb by the sounding sea.
A pretty poem, yes? I love it. Very romantic and sad. Reminds me of Zutara but then again, almost anything that has to do with love reminds me of Zutara. XD
[EDIT] My bully of a mom decided to drop the silent treatment just to tell me not to talk back to her again. "You're not my mom," she claims. WTF?! I DIDN'T TALK BACK TO YOU! I WAS TELLING YOU THAT I WAS GOING TO BE LATE THIS MORNING. IT'S NOT MY EFFING FAULT THAT YOU'RE TONE DEAF.