Friday, June 20, 2008 2:29 PM

fuck. i,m gonna fail lit.
if i fail lit i dont even need to think about going to cambridge.
I,ve never written so much bullshit in my life.
"Of quiet birds in circled flight" seem to bring out the joy of living , that of spring when flowers bloom and animals go out of hibernation. Ironically, even though the poem is about death, these images of youthfulness and life seem to suggest that there is continuity of life after death and that new things are to be discovered in living. Similarly, death is a whole new adventure...(to be continued)
My god. I,m gonna fail lit.
sympathy marks for neat handwriting?
Oh history is tomorrow = /
Zounds. thats fulsome.