Well...
Missed the bus...
Missed first through seventh hours...
Definately my fault...
This time...
Okay, turns out, mom never checks to make sure I go to school, so I woke up around noon when my dreams started speaking in spanish (weird).
Well that was an interesting morning...
So you know what I did all day?
Bad a** that I am, I ate the lunch I'd packed for today and did the rest of my finals study guides...
Oh yeah.
You heard me.
...
Soy una perdedora...
Estoy aburrido y soy aburrido.
So I was not aware I could dream in spanish. But I did, and there were zombies, and sexy vampires, and bars, and suicidal samurais...
No more diet root beer before bed for me...
Unless of course it would bring back the sexy vampire...
*chugs 3 cans*
Okay, I'm going to go see my uber sexy vampire dream boyfriend now.
I leave you with this poem and say adue...adu...adeu... ******** it... Goodnight to you all...
Come to me in dreams, and then
One saith, I shall be well again,
For then the night will more than pay
The hopeless longing of the day.
Nay, come not thou in dreams, my sweet,
With shadowy robes and silent feet,
And with the voice, and with the eyes,
That greet me in a soft surprise.
Last night, last night in dreams we met,
And how, today, shall I forget,
Or how, remembering, restrain,
Mine incommunicable pain?
Nay, where thy land and people are,
Dwell thou remote, apart, afar,
Nor mingle with the shapes that sweep,
The melancholy ways of sleep.
But if, perchance, the shadows break,
If dreams depart and men awake,
If face to face at length we see,
Be thine the voice to welcome me.
~Andrew Lan~
 LaLadrona · Fri Dec 15, 2006 @ 01:58am · 1 Comments |
