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days after the failure to give justice to the jena six, the fiftieth anniversary of the little rock nine's success is celebrated.

the optimistic point of view is that this country is on its way.
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sigur ros birds

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poor show of affection: here, i plucked these roses from their home in the earth for you to watch shrivel and die in a vase. they're symbolic of my love for you.

excellent show of affection: come smell and feel roses with me in their natural habitat. the smile on my face while i am with you is symbolic of my love for you.
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sigur ros birds

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ooh this is ridiculous. the good kind of ridiculous, though.

my latin notes today consisted of dozens of tiny little hearts and sketches of people holding hands. gaudium habeo. take that, i totally speak latin.

the keys to the welch benz are mine. i'm working on finding a good sound system, but that's unimportant right now. an ipod transmitter is all i need for the time being. thirteen days and i'm legal.

ew, picture day was today! ew, it rained this afternoon so no lax practice! ew, school sucks!

seriously though, on the grand scale of things, life is beautiful and sparkling and the possibilities are endless.

i think i've developed an addiction to caffeine, in both pill and liquid form.

if you've never heard the song in my music section, you really should.
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somewhere i have never travelled,gladly beyond
any experience,your eyes have their silence:
in your most frail gesture are things which enclose me,
or which i cannot touch because they are too near

your slightest look easily will unclose me
though i have closed myself as fingers,
you open always petal by petal myself as Spring opens
(touching skillfully,mysteriously)her first rose

or if your wish be to close me,i and
my life will shut very beautifully,suddenly,
as when the heart of this flower imagines
the snow carefully everywhere descending;

nothing which we are to perceive in this world equals
the power of your intense fragility:whose texture
compels me with the colour of its countries,
rendering death and forever with each breathing

(i do not know what is is about you that closes
and opens; only something in me understands
the voice of your eyes is deeper than all roses)
nobody,not even the rain,has such small hands

e.e. cummings is amazing.
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i really wish i had something coherent to say. being a lover of expression by writing, it's a tad scary when words can't describe how i feel.

things i would like to do right now:
-lay in snow
-go swimming
-scream at the top of my lungs
-hear absolute silence (with the exception of the inconceivably quiet sound of my blood circulating and my heart beating and my breathing and all of that)
-not stay here tonight
-grasp the significance of mathematical principles
-smell a completely unfamiliar smell
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man, what a good night. it's so crazy how hanging out with my senior friends is different than my junior friends. also, i'm really glad that things aren't awkward between joshua and i, because he is seriously one of my best friends.

middle names are so strange. i guess because i've never been addressed as "marissa leigh" i don't feel familiar with mine.