
Friday, January 22, 2010 @ 4:13 AM
okay i'm going for chem remedial.
i need the free tuition okay.
Even if (by some ridiculous fluke) I don't make remedial after chem diagnostic today, I'll argue my way in.
we don't have cash to spare back home ):
assetrichcashpoor ))):
i shall go stalk/cyberstalk opportunity.
WHEN I SAY OPPORTUNITY, YOU GOTTA THINK OUT OF THE BOX.
be very 4-dimensional about it (:
it was vaguely depressing to discuss the answers for chem diagnostic. everyone's answer was the same except for mine, and in such situations, i'm usually the wrong one.
OH ICE CREAM CHEF HAS REALLY GOOD MATCHA ICE CREAM.
by some peculiar coincidence, opportunity presented itself once more!
ah well.
i appreciate the presence of opportunity, don't worry too much.
hmmm.
it's kind of scary, creepy, that when you're toying with a pen and paper and then some wild animalistic thing comes over you.
that's when I wrote Anointed.
which is basically the boast of a sicko.
But you'll have to pardon me, it was kind of post-Poe.
okay not much inspiration today, so I shall steal poetry!
I KNOW WHY THE CAGED BIRD SINGS by MAYA ANGELOU
A free bird leaps on the back
Of the wind and floats downstream
Till the current ends and dips his wing
In the orange suns rays
And dares to claim the sky.
But a bird that stalks down his narrow cage
Can seldom see through his bars of rage
His wings are clipped and his feet are tied
So he opens his throat to sing.
The caged bird sings with a fearful trill
Of things unknown but longed for still
And his tune is heard on the distant hill for
The caged bird sings of freedom.
The free bird thinks of another breeze
And the trade winds soft through
The sighing trees
And the fat worms waiting on a dawn-bright
Lawn and he names the sky his own.
But a caged bird stands on the grave of dreams
His shadow shouts on a nightmare scream
His wings are clipped and his feet are tied
So he opens his throat to sing.
The caged bird sings with
A fearful trill of things unknown
But longed for still and his
Tune is heard on the distant hill
For the caged bird sings of freedom.