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i havent updated here in a while so im going to bore you all with whats been going on for the past 2 or 3 weeks however long its been in bullet form! o yeah!
- I got into the very selective Creative Writing/Journalism class next year (VERY EXCITED!!!)
- I went to a show friday possibly one of the best lineups ive ever seen (hot hot heat,louis xvi, and washington social club)
- I'm going to see water school the saturday after next with karmellas game!
- I've been listening to a cassette of eric clapton i have compulsively and decided its a part of my religion
- I became the man I never wanted to become
- I finished Kafka on the Shore (2nd best book ive ever read if somebody is looking for something entertaining to read)
- I started to read Cruddy by Lynda Barry with high hopes
- My computer crashed and im now in the process of reinstalling everything
- I took a walk to 7-11 (sunday?) and it was the most beatiful walk i have taken there yet
anyways to finish here is the poem that Kafka on the Shore revolves around and i love every word of it
You sit at the edge of the world,
I am in a crater that's no more.
Words without letters
Standing at the shadow of the door
The moon shines down on a sleeping lizard,
Little fish rain down from the sky.
Outside the windows there are soldiers,
steeling themselves to die.
Kafka sits in a chair by the shore,
Thinking of the pendulum that moves the world,
When your heart is closed,
The shadow of the unmoving Sphinx,
Becomes a knife that pierces your dreams.
The drowning girl's fingers
Search for the entrance stone, and more.
Lifting the hem of her azure dress,
She gazes --
at Kafka on the Shore.