mood: am I dead?
music: "Open Mind" by Blackfield

Like Lauren, I am writing to you right now instead of composing my AP Gov essay--ah, how ye olde Blogger can be used for various forms of procrastination. Hey, at least I'm updating, huh?

I got a new e-mail address by the way. Here it is for those who didn't get the e-mail:

CrudeSunlight @ gmail . com

Yesterday was a momentous occaision: not just for the end of the Olympics, but also the fact that I officially finished my ninth diary. Whoo-hoo! I bought the new blank book for the tenth one: red leather cover with shiny gold on the sides of the pages and a heart (kinda like the Sacred Heart, sans the thorns) in the middle. It's also got a border around said organ-looking heart that's got fleur de lis's on it. It had to be extra special because it's my tenth one. Let's hope the events in the near future will be pleasent ones so I don't get another Black Book! Whoo~!

School wasn't that bad at all today, so that was good. And plus, I won't have to present my Senior Project stuff until next week because our guidance counselor Mrs. Strunk is coming in on Friday to tell us about scholarships and colleges and stuff. That reminds me--I need to start working on that UGA application asap. When's the due date for early applications again?

Had to go to the Ortho after school, but it wasn't so bad. The due date for getting these braces off is June, but Dr. Lane said they should be coming out sooner than that, so that's good. Don't know how much sooner, but at least I don't have to graduate with 'em.

Ooh, so hungry. Mom's making shredded salsa chicken, so I can't wait until dinner comes. I'll probably start working on my AP Gov paper after dinner, or maybe when I'm done with this. We'll see how I feel, or what comes first. Ah hell, I'll just start it now.

See you later kiddies.
Unknown at 5:57 PM

  ¢ prénom:  Catherine
  ¢ âge:  Twenty-One
  ¢ berceau:  Raleigh, NC
  ¢ en ce moment:  Georgia
  ¢ poste:  crudesunlight {at} gmail {dot} com
  ¢ préféré:  Knitting, singing, playing guitar,
     writing music, collecting vinyls

Boredom Incarnate
Inner Voice
Mososo Kruppe!
Razored Wings
The Seraph's Atelier

  ¢ StarSpine Hoodie
  ¢ Gold Pullover
  ¢ Coupling

Je t'ai croisée
Un samedi soir
Et j'ai jeté sur ta silhouette
Une poignée d'épices colorées
Mon but était clair
Tout en restant
Libre-moi et libre-toi
Car le roi de l'amour
N'a plus besoin d'esclaves

Adieu, adieu la nuit
Adieu tristesse, adieu les larmes
Je ne suis plus celui
Que tu as connu, plus le même
Ô bel enfant
Qui a tant pleuré
Adieu tout est fini
Adieu les larmes, adieu la nuit

Et le soleil de minuit a brillé pour nous
Jusqu'à l'arrivée du jour
Alors nous nous sommes séparés
Comme déjà saturés des délices du futur
Et j'ai marché seul
Guidé par ton ombre
J'ai traversé la ville déserte
Encore étincelante
Du voyage des rêveurs

Je t'ai croisé un samedi soir
Et déjà j'aimais l'odeur de ton rire
Et le soleil de minuit a brillé pour nous
Jusqu'à l'arrivée du jour

~Arthur H 

  ¢ Arthur H
  ¢ Blackfield
  ¢ Camille
  ¢ The Dissociatives
  ¢ Eisbrecher
  ¢ -M-
  ¢ Megaherz
  ¢ Nine Inch Nails
  ¢ Oomph!
  ¢ Porcupine Tree
  ¢ Silverchair
  ¢ Steven Wilson HQ
  ¢ Tweaker

 Other Links
  ¢ Craftster
  ¢ EML Studio
  ¢ Feministe
  ¢ Girls Read Comics
  ¢ Marnie Maclean
  ¢ Pandemian
  ¢ PostSecret
  ¢ Rainbow Parcel
  ¢ Stumptuous
  ¢ Tom and Lorenzo
  ¢ TWoP
  ¢ VG Cats
  ¢ Yarn Harlot
  ¢ You Knit What Part 2

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