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in 48hrs i will have finished 4 finals.... eep.
i had a nice nice nice weekend, ummm dennis i am stupid and lazy, maybe u could insert the Formal pic in a comment so people can see it? But yeah the formal at Cornell was really nice, being away from my obligations was perfect, so hopefully that's worth the life-crashing-around-me situation right now.
Final 1 in 1 hour!
i always get so so sad when im coming back from cornell, specially to a shitty last few days like this. and its dark on the bus cept the little crappy light so u feel like ur floating by urself and its boring and my butt falls asleep and its lonely and i worry about when/if i'll get to see him again and i could have spent it studying but i wrote a...something instead. been awhile since i've done anything;
this light is artificial
i fear i am forgotten
and your gaze again averted
as i am heading home
small cars pass by the bus window
i wish i could be part of them
the gears or brakes or closeness
always knowing what's beneath it
always having a direction
meanwhile i can't recognize your face
and this spotlight makes this seat
my world
in rows and rows of vacant eyes
still seeing those they've left behind
that sent them off, while they remain
can't shake the feel that i'm rejected
completeness i find hours away
foundation strains me at arms length
and forever I have been
the one that has to
feel this way
.........*implodes*
i had a nice nice nice weekend, ummm dennis i am stupid and lazy, maybe u could insert the Formal pic in a comment so people can see it? But yeah the formal at Cornell was really nice, being away from my obligations was perfect, so hopefully that's worth the life-crashing-around-me situation right now.
Final 1 in 1 hour!
i always get so so sad when im coming back from cornell, specially to a shitty last few days like this. and its dark on the bus cept the little crappy light so u feel like ur floating by urself and its boring and my butt falls asleep and its lonely and i worry about when/if i'll get to see him again and i could have spent it studying but i wrote a...something instead. been awhile since i've done anything;
this light is artificial
i fear i am forgotten
and your gaze again averted
as i am heading home
small cars pass by the bus window
i wish i could be part of them
the gears or brakes or closeness
always knowing what's beneath it
always having a direction
meanwhile i can't recognize your face
and this spotlight makes this seat
my world
in rows and rows of vacant eyes
still seeing those they've left behind
that sent them off, while they remain
can't shake the feel that i'm rejected
completeness i find hours away
foundation strains me at arms length
and forever I have been
the one that has to
feel this way
.........*implodes*