Friday, July 21, 2006
double history inspires poems.In exchange for rhodolite.Her tears fall on a painting yet to be finished.The colours on the canvas, not yet blended.Watch the drop of magenta slowly mix with the sapphire paint,As the globules of liquid rhodolite slowly diffuse.The tears of the rainbow kiss the canvas,as the paintbrush gently strokes their backs.Watch the scarlet sun slowly bid farewell to the dusky skyAnd the bristles dance atop the palette of eugenics.WHOOSH. i started a book with my poems. Its titled In exchange for rhodolite, as seen in the entry poem. It still needs to be majorly edited though.YUP. its still sketchy at level one. MMHMM. amanda helped with the last line. HAHA.yup. i came in third for chess (: Rach, clarisse and I were tied for 1st place, but the progressive score (tiebreak) put me third. coach gave us each a sudoku electronic thing la! OMGoodness.yea. had ice-cream during recess! but not ben & jerry's ):fundraising tmr!BAKING! baking baking baking!trini and steph! see you guys at TEN AM!love love.
sprinkled in glitter.
7:47 PM
