- Things are great in life when one is able to go to sleep knowing that all homework that is due the following morn is done. Unfortunately, that state of euphoria is severely lacking in my life. Nope, I have so great a burden of homework that it makes the climb of Reinhold Mesner look infinitesimal in comparison.
- Things are great in life when one is able to walk out the door feeling as if the world is going to stop its habitual rotation because it is caught in stunned awe at the beauty of oneself. Unfortunately (maybe it should be fortunately), that state of confidence is MIA when it roles around to me.
Guys, just a hint for you: Do not cat-call a girl on a day that she is not feeling even the slightest bit on the pretty side of the mirror…I understand that it is hard to discern when that is so, when in doubt forgo the whistle. - Things are great in life when one is able to take time to write a few contemplations without feeling guilty of wasting precious time. Unfortunately, I feel as if every second that I am spending writing this blog or in my journal is a tic-mark off of my ‘salvation record.’ I am sure that Dante would have me quickly signed away to be in the outer circles of the Inferno.
Monday, March 21, 2005
Reflection of Inner Disunity
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All homework done? Nope.
Ponytail day? You betcha.
Wasted time writing a blog? Heck ya.
I know exactly how you feel. How come no one catcalled me? ;)
But as you know, the outer circles are home to all the poets. Dante was a poet. Therefore, he couldn't have meade HIS eternal resting place so horrible, could he?
So I say blog away, baby! :)
and yes, I can type...
So, I have straight hair - no time to curl it, but it was dry when I left. :)
Jeans and a sweatshirt on.
I feel better about myself because at least I have on boots.
However, I hope I never EVER wear stiletto heels and jeans.
(Warning: It is quite likely this comment contains spelling errors.)
Stillettos and jeans are great. Seriously, nothing makes you feel sexier. Sorry I wrote sexier on your blog Maria. There's just no other word to describe it.
SURE she apologizes on YOUR blog. ;o)
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