So I sit here with my two hour interval between classes, and ask myself, "Starr, what should we do?" I, with only a 2% chance of failure, always come up with a plan to trek to StarBucks, get a frappicino, and trek back half a mile to my apartment and listen to music for awhile. It's really quite lovely. (Not to mention that long walk might compensate for my constant sweet coffee drink intake.)
But, alas, I have squandered my time elsewhere and must be off to THE CLASS OF SATAN!
I leave you with a poem:
Life Lost, Love Gained by me
Once I was passion, light, and love,
Tinged with melancholy and anger.
Free to hate and hold in turn,
I saw life laid open before me.
Then your smile captured me,
My heart recognized yours and cringed.
For you are my soul mate,
And I was compromised.
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