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This is a story. This is pure fiction. This is a test. ...but for you or for me? ~.~ On a sunshine filled day like today, I had all the time in the world for you. We lay on our backs in the grass, dancing silhouettes of the canopy above us, tiny little pockets of light escaping through, like sparkling diamonds another world away... In the light, in the noise of all that clarity, we never did communicate very well... ~.~

Monday, November 05, 2007

I should...

- not get so attached to songs that I play them on repeat for hours and hours on end day in day out...

- stop singing just cos no one's around to hear how bad/sad it is

- stop stalking people and do some work

- stop daydreaming and do some work

- stop waiting by the phone and do some work

- stop looking up flights to Canberra and do some work

- stop writing pointless blog posts/unsent emails and do some work

- stop

- do some work

...

ps. I should also find out how to write with a line going through my words as if I'd crossed them out... *mental note to ask the queen of hearts*

la la la la la la la la laaaaaaaaaaaaa!

2 Comments:

Anonymous Anonymous said...

I don't know if blogspot lets you do it, but you can strikethrough by going:

(strike)blah blah blah(/strike)

with pointy brackets, obviously :)

9:00 PM  
Blogger la la luce said...

Yeah.. that's the other thing I forgot to ask you in the email! Thanks muchly!

9:16 PM  

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