December 2011
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yep.
http://www.nytimes.com/2011/12/31/sports/ncaafootball/andrew-luck-blends-in-by-standing-out-at-stanford.html?_r=2&pagewanted=all
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What is the victory of a cat on a hot tin roof?
just staying on it, i guess,
as long as she can….
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What’s madness but nobility of soul
At odds with circumstance? The day’s on fire!
I know the purity of pure despair
My shadow pinned against a sweating wall.
That place among the rocks- is it a cave,
Or winding path? The edge is what I have.
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her tangled hair and mud stains on her knees
bruised ribs and rips on the side of her jeans
baby she’s a wild thing
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this take home final
is a labor of love.
“i am myself just as much evil as good” -whitman
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mamihlapinatapai:
a look shared by two people, each wishing that the other would initiate something that they both desire but which neither wants to initiate
ok.
someone please tell me why we don’t have a word for this in english.
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so right now
sitting in a dark corner of the library
reading e e cummings
writing a paper
and i am so much more at ease when i am surrounded by books.
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i begin studying for my statistics final
and i end up beginning a novel
..
there’s something marvelous about typing the words “chapter one” at the top of a word document.
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I shuddered at his touch. I felt the fear of it.
I trembled as if I knew the true terror of it.
I opened my arms wide and pressed him against my body.
Then I froze: I was ice, all ice. My blood drained into it.
He had fled. Here was my embrace- and there was nothing in it.
