tomorrow, tomorrow, tomorrow
how many walking shadows will i pass?
how many brief candles do i have to blow?
ye fools, animated puppets, on your way to dusty death
step over my sound and fury
dismal and forgotten.
all but a light joke by shakespeare
well drafted
and i hope he gets a good laugh.

Per tai difetti, non per altro rio,
semo perduti, e sol di tanto offesi
che sanza speme vivemo in disio.

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it's the best of times, it's the worst of times.

really, WHEN?

another year just slipped by. i'm not sure how i feel. it doesnt feel like the end. it's more like a pause, a pause for the old misery, and new misery awaits.

it never ends.

no more. no more of that junior year crap. i'm glad i can say goodbye.

some time ago i noticed the header's bg doesnt blend in the site's bg.

therefore i think i need a new header. argh.

just when u think things cant get any worse, theres APUSH. surprise? no.

i dont think my mood cycle stays as a perfect sine graph anymore. now its all messed up, like y=2(sin4x+7)-28 or something. graph it and see how its like. i'm a freakin nerd.