"To all, to each, a fair good-night, And pleasing dreams, and slumbers light." - Sir Walter Scott
"Dreams, indeed, are ambition; for the very substance of the ambitious is merely the shadow of a dream. And I hold ambition of so airy and light a quality that it is but a shadow's shadow." William Shakespere
I had a dream last night...
I was walking around with someone that I knew, I think, up towards the north end of campus. It was around 9:45. Suddenly, I saw someone's mom that I haven't seen in years, and I don't even know her name anymore. She started talking to me, then I saw someone who is in my music class taking pictures of a squirrel. Only it wasn't a squirrel, it was a racoon. So I said, wow, wish i had a camera. Then I realized I had my camera in my pocket (which would never happen, it's too big). I took pictures of the racoon, then we had to go to music class.
Then my alarm woke me up, and now i have to go to music class.
sarah = my favorite person i nthe whole world.
look at her. she's all.. cute. with her glasses and bracesand bare shoulders. and she doesn't look all slutty and wearing too much makeup. she just looks like a generally NICE GIRL.
Aint that the truth.
Thank you Sarah!
Oh, and Sarah? Sarah is talking about you. *nod* ;)
it's so cooooold....
My Spanish teacher from last year died this weekend.
During the middle of last year, she got sick. She had always complained that her head hurt, and we always kind of laughed at her, thought it was just a joke.
Then, she went to the hospital for a week or so. We all kind of felt bad. She came back though, and she seemed a lot better. After another week, she was gone again.
No one ever seemed really clear on what happened. She had a brain cyst, I think. She had an operation... she woke up, but never really got better. We had a substitute teacher for the rest of the year.
We made a tape of her singing songs from Buena Vista Social Club - the last real thing we did before she left. We sent flowers, and did all kinds of fun things for her.
Over the summer, I just assumed she was getting better. I never even thought about it.
Megan Craine called about 10 minutes ago. Apparently she got a blood clot and died over the weekend.
She was a crazy teacher, and a lot of the things she did bothered me. But i would have never wanted this to happen. This is so sad... She got sick, and just never got better.
Lawler, in your crazy spanish speaking place up in the sky, i hope you can hear us. You were great. You really were. The culture you taught us...
You may be gone, but you won't be forgotten.