November 9, 2006
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Just a Thought . . .
Children laugh an average of 146 times a day.
Adults laugh an average of 4 times a day.
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If this is what you meant.
Let us live, my Lesbia*, let us love,
And all the words of the old, and so moral,
may they be worth less than nothing to us!
Suns may set, and suns may rise again:
but when our brief light has set,
night is one long everlasting sleep.
Give me a thousand kisses, a hundred more,
another thousand, and another hundred,
and, when we’ve counted up the many thousands,
confuse them so as not to know them all,
so that no enemy may cast an evil eye,
by knowing that there were so many kisses.
Catullus
I always find reasons to hate a writer. Even if it strikes an emotional weakness in me when reading poetry, I will always find a way to despise them. The way they use metaphors, the iambic pentamenter, the imagery, the long unnecessary jargon, the enjambment of sentences…
But somehow, I could never find a reason to hate Catullus.
* for all you “immatures”, Lesbia is a name of a girl whom originated from the Greek island, Lesbo. Not to imply any specific sexual orientation, she’s actually quite a slut that killed her husband to sleep with other men.
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School Is My Boyfriend.
School is like my boyfriend. We spend most of our time together. I’m committed. I know school inside and out. There are times when we would have orgasmic fun together (when i’m learning philosophy), there are times when I would be thought-provoked by school (when i’m learning psychology), and then there are times when I feel like beating the living shit out of school (when i’m learning physics). But at the end, I would always forgive school because it rewards me with numbers like 95 on my report. School is a good man. Yep, sounds like my boyfriend indeed.
Comments (3)
Not to mention the long, sleepless nights, the crying, the successes and failures, and perhaps when you were younger, the cheating =P Regarding your last post; i think Mr. Non-Gentlemans deserve second chances. I was one of them. Some of them turn out to be the great investments heh.
Me n FT school broke up ’cause I kept seeing PT school on the side.
I had the – now silly – notion that I might minor in physics, but 1st year physics for majors kicked my ass. After achieving an E on the mid-term, I dropped it. Then I took the physics for non-majors in the summer and did much better.
What’s your major?
I love that poem
i first saw it on the ttc haha