alternative girlfriend

i swear he was looking at me when i took this picture. oh ed.barenaked ladiesdecember 6thnycgo me.

follow through

Oh, this is the start of something goodDon't you agree?I haven't felt like this in so many moonsYou know what I mean?And we can build through this destructionAs we are standing on our feetSo, since you want to be with meYou'll have to follow throughWith every word you sayAnd I, all I really want is youYou to stick aroundI'll see you everydayBut you have to follow throughYou have to follow throughThese reeling emotions they just keep me aliveThey keep me in tuneOh, look what I'm holding here in my fireThis is for youAm I too obvious to preach it?You're so hypnotic on my heartSo, since you want to be with meYou'll have to follow through With every word you sayAnd I, all I really want is youYou to stick around I'll see you everydayBut you have to follow throughYou have to follow throughThe words you say to me are unlike anythingThat's ever been saidAnd what you do to me is unlike anything That's ever beenAm I too obvious to preach it?You're so hypnotic on my heartSo, since you want to be with meYou'll have to follow throughWith every word you sayAnd I, all I really want is you(For) you to stick aroundI'll see you everydayBut you'll have to follow throughWith every word you sayAn I, all I really want is you (For) you to stick aroundI'll see everydayBut you have to follow throughYou have to follow throughYou're gonna have to followOh, this is the start of something goodDon't you agree?*****GO ME. i'm so going to be late for class. again.

inspired me

instead of "study" i typed the word "stupid". that must mean i am tired and need a break so i will update you with some good parts of one of my favorite books:You have the right to work, but for the work's sake only. You have no rights to the fruits of work. Desire for the fruits of work must never be your motive in working. Never give way to laziness, either. Work done with anxiety about results is far inferior to work done without such anxiety, in the calm of self-surrender. They who work selfishly for results are miserable. - from the Bhagavad Gita* * * * *I read them "The Pudding Like the Night on the Sea" from The Stories Julian Tells, in which a father threatens his sons with a whipping and a beating, only to have them whip cream and beat eggs to make a pudding for their mother. I used different voices for the different chanracters. They loved it. They laughed so hard, some of them were wheezing to catch their breath. I laughed, too. It felt so good. I thought: This is what it's all been for, this moment of having my own classroom, laughing together.* * * * *How To Teach LearningSing itSeal it in an envelopeTwist it under a bottle cap "You Are a Winner!"Tie it to the leg of a carrier pigeon and let it soarHoard it greedily, with your back turned Then share it with a magnanimous grin and glittering eyesMake it a surprise, shining like a quater under a pillowWhisper it, like the tow of summer's breath through the willowOrHide it just between the tart skin and sweet fleshof an appleMake itForbiddenMake it DeliciousThen let the children bite...* * * * *"The race is not always to the swift, nor the battle to the strong-but that's the way to bet." - Damon Runyon* * * * *The end. Back to work!

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random shirt:i'm not lowering my standards to raise yourshahahahaha

time is short

LookHere are weOn this starry night staring into spaceAnd I must sayI feel as small as dustLying down hereWhat point could there be troublingHead down wondering what willbecome of meWhy concern we cannot seeBut no reason to abandon itTime is short but that's all rightMaybe I'll go in the middle of the nightTake your hands from your eyes, my loveEverything must end some timeDon't burn the day away

time is short

LookHere are weOn this starry night staring into spaceAnd I must sayI feel as small as dustLying down hereWhat point could there be troublingHead down wondering what willbecome of meWhy concern we cannot seeBut no reason to abandon itTime is short but that's all rightMaybe I'll go in the middle of the nightTake your hands from your eyes, my loveEverything must end some timeDon't burn the day away