You never know what will be coming down
Aug. 13th, 2003 11:11 amCANCER (Jun 21–Jul 22): You are drifting between two poles now. On one hand, you’ve entered a rather serious phase of your life. New responsibilities will continue to come your way. You may feel as if you are being tested. You’ll need to work hard and hold steady to your course through whatever adverse conditions you might encounter. On the other hand, you feel a sense of practical engagement now. Your work now has lasting consequences.
Um, hi, because I'm occasionally a moron, and I just realized two things today: 1) financial aid forms must be filled out; and 2) one of the schools requires a 2-3 page critical analysis of something I've recently read. I started on both today and then realized that the book I want to write about was written by an author who's on the faculty of the school. Is this a bad thing or a good thing?
The third somewhat moronic act included e-mailing myself drafts to revise today, but forgetting to save them in a neutral format because I forgot how much PC's hate Macs. So I've spent lots of time just editing out the programming jibberish from my documents and replacing them with the required apostrophes.
But to counteract all my little errors is the fact that it's 11 am and I've actually been working on all of these tasks.
This is what I have stuck in my head:
I don't know what happens when people die, can't seem to grasp it as hard as I try. It's like a song I hear playing right in my ear, but I can't sing, I can't help listening.
I can't help feeling stupid standing around. Crying is the easier down, cause I know that you would rather we'd be dancing, dancing our sorrow away no matter what fate throws in your way.
Um, hi, because I'm occasionally a moron, and I just realized two things today: 1) financial aid forms must be filled out; and 2) one of the schools requires a 2-3 page critical analysis of something I've recently read. I started on both today and then realized that the book I want to write about was written by an author who's on the faculty of the school. Is this a bad thing or a good thing?
The third somewhat moronic act included e-mailing myself drafts to revise today, but forgetting to save them in a neutral format because I forgot how much PC's hate Macs. So I've spent lots of time just editing out the programming jibberish from my documents and replacing them with the required apostrophes.
But to counteract all my little errors is the fact that it's 11 am and I've actually been working on all of these tasks.
This is what I have stuck in my head:
I don't know what happens when people die, can't seem to grasp it as hard as I try. It's like a song I hear playing right in my ear, but I can't sing, I can't help listening.
I can't help feeling stupid standing around. Crying is the easier down, cause I know that you would rather we'd be dancing, dancing our sorrow away no matter what fate throws in your way.
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Date: 2003-08-14 07:47 am (UTC)