Nobody knows it but you've got a secret smile. And you use it only for me.

[klena]

I haven't posted anything of worth in ages.

And this is the reason why. I'm pregnant....Actually, I'm being a lying fucker. I'm not. I'm a total arse.

I've started the old A-Levels. My politics course is over. Forever. Since yesterday. Unless I do really bollocks in the tests which I think I did in the Political power module. Of course, it would have help if I had actually REVISED major mechanisms on the power of the states but y'know. I wanted Marxism, Pluralism, Elitism. Ciaran and I tried to use our mental powers to change the exam papers as we stared at them.

Ciaran and I are dorks.

So I felt rotten coming home yesterday. Then, as I was at the chiropractor, mum phoned Oasis Lakes to book our two weeks in Florida in August. There were none. I cried. I blame stress. S

o I moped and phoned the Crew and they all seemed fine with going in September and told me to do what I thought was best. I wanted someone to say 'told you this would happen, you stupid bitch' But none of the Crew are like that.

For anyone skimming or in a hurry, we are GOING TO FLORIDA. On the 2nd September at 10am. For two weeks. And our apartment sleeps 8/9.

There.

And it was English poetry today. 2.5 hours writing. My wrists are killing.

First Unseen Poetry. COULD NOT BELIEVE MY FUCKING LUCK. D. H. Lawrence's "Piano" came up. I love that bastarding poem. And I cheered slightly. Lucky bastard.

Then came the Metaphysicals. RELIGIOUS EXPERIENCE or RELATIONSHIP WITH GOD. HAHAHA, I was so right it hurt. So I wrote about Easter Wings. Which is lovely. BEcause it has the lines

"Then shall the fall further the flight in me"

Actually bollocks. Here's Easter Wings

     Lord, Who createdst man in wealth and store,

           Though foolishly he lost the same,

               Decaying more and more,

                      Till he became

                       Most poore:

                        With Thee

                      O let me rise,

             As larks, harmoniously,

         And sing this day Thy victories:

   Then shall the fall further the flight in me.

 

      My tender age in sorrow did beginne;

      And still with sicknesses and shame

           Thou didst so punish sinne,

                   That I became

                    Most thinne.

                    With Thee

                Let me combine,

        And feel this day Thy victorie;

       For, if I imp my wing on Thine,

   Affliction shall advance the flight in me.

 

 Beautiful. So my dinner is ready. My wrists are sore. I have a music practical in two days. And I love you all. xoxox

Comments

[marlinkhylacat]

I have good news! Florida is actually BETTER in September than in August. =3 It's not nearly as hot, and since you're from a colder climate, that's good news for you. Also, most of the rabid drunken teen tourism has slacked off, yet most shops and restaurants haven't closed down for the winter, so you can actually go somewhere nice AND get there without tacking on an extra hour for beach traffic. That, and you have more of the beach to yourselves. Most of the annoyingly-rowdy people (mainly the kids who get drunk and then try to grab your ass when they pass you on the beach) are gone! YAY, September! =D

Did I mention September is my favourite month? I was born way too early. =^^=

I WANNA COME WITH!

Woo

[(Anonymous)]

D.H. Lawrence ROCKS! For our exam in Uppsala we wrote about his poem Snake, and whoa, is it good. As are all his poems. And short stories. The little talented frog. *mutters*

Politics course being over = Ratings! =^^=

Okay then. I'll be going earlier than September 2. I'll keep you updated.
*huggles*
~ Zal