Rationality

Indeed.
(I would just like to take a moment, unrelated to the post, to say, even though you see me SPAZZZHING out everywhere, I'm quite composed about everything on the inside (except physics and history, i'm actually really mad at that). And what I mean by that is, I don't go home and cry emo life blows big holes in the tectonic plate for no apparent reason, I just think mild thoughts and do homework. Hopefully, it will always be like this. Life is ok. If it sucks, its still good.)


This has been a weathery week. Sun. Rain. Fog. Lightning. <-- notice any pecularities?
Indeed, two.5 of my favorite weather conditions.
Christine walked home with flowers. Flavia walked home with flowers. I actually had to get a ride home cuz i stayed after for piano. I wish i could have snatched up Brett's extra flowers, just because.. who doesn't like flowers? Really. But I was so happy it rained. for actually like 20 hours straight it rained. I was sleeping when i heard it rain outside. Made my dreams richer. And I have lovely music stuck in my head. I love lovely music. Wow i really need to use bigger words.

The vicissitude of the emotions escaping my soul, which, like evanescent sprites present with abound in an ephemeral asterism of-

oh to hell with that.