When the ink dries, we'll have another bastard's peace.

Friday, October 08, 2004

newsFLASH

They're like hot flashes except without the gender and age discrimination.

Anyway.

Bleuhh.

You know you're in high french when a 92 is fifth-quintile stuff.

Not that I'm complaining. It's what I deserved. But it is a little depressing.

Also, you know you're in Physics, first term, when you get a 60 on the homework and that's third-quintile material.

Bwahahaha. Wou got a 20%. That makes me feel better about myself.

And I think I did well on the Chemisty pop quiz.

But not so hot on the Economics test.

Sandee was right, again, I guess.

So, after that very marks-based intro.

I continue. A little further down the spiral. A little less inhibited. And I keep going.

Gliding along the surface
Gyrating, revolving
I can barely see through shutter eyes
But I can feel your presence

And who
Should I
Come across
But you

The shadow over
And behind me
Shades you over too
It took a while but now I see

Now who
Should I
Come across
But you

Gliding along the surface
Gyrating, revolving
I can barely see through shutter eyes
But we can dance right through this

Man, Lateralus is so damn good.

yAhweh

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