Monday, June 12th, 2006

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Monday, June 12th, 2006 03:59 pm
meo_chan: (Anna :: omokage)
Nothing really to write about... life been pretty boring. Went to Curry's yesterday and got some stuff, but now I need to go back again, and get another sketchbook, and a prismacolor sharpener.


Sonnet- To Zante
(1837)

Fair isle, that from the fairest of all flowers,
Thy gentlest of all gentle names dost take!
How many memories of what radiant hours
At sight of thee and thine at once awake!
How many scenes of what departed bliss!
How many thoughts of what entombed hopes!
How many visions of a maiden that is
No more- no more upon thy verdant slopes!
No more! alas, that magical sad sound
Transforming all! Thy charms shall please no more-
Thy memory no more! Accursed ground
Henceforth I hold thy flower-enameled shore,
O hyacinthine isle! O purple Zante!
"Isola d'oro! Fior di Levante!"

AWESOME OVERLOAD

Monday, June 12th, 2006 11:04 pm
meo_chan: (Garden State :: Sam)
OMIGOD.

I NEED TO FIND OUT IF THEY ACCEPT PAYPAL BECAUSE OMIGOD I NEED TO BUY STUFF RIGHT NOW.

Dreams )

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