>> Friday, September 11, 2009
Hmm.
Its quite disheartening when you've got to stay up so late to complete an essay...and you hear the birds singing, heralding the morning.
I really really dislike (hate?) essays.
Live like you're never living twice :).
The Road goes ever and on
Down from the door where it began.
Now far ahead the Road has gone,
And I must follow, if I can,
Pursuing it with eager feet,
Until it joins some larger way,
Where many paths and errands meet.
And whither then? I cannot say.
Still round the corner there may wait
A new road or a secret gate;
And though I oft have passed them by,
A day will come at last when I
Shall take the hidden paths that run
West of Moon, East of Sun.
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1 comments:
i have to write up a journal of 15 pages and pass it up one week after raya. seriously....my raya hols were supposed to be FUN!!!
now? jeez...
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