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Let’s see…Not thrilled with the day…But I’m managing. & part of it is fall out from last night. Blah.

Checked my college e-mail and had a e-mail in there informing me that my financial aid had been cut…So now I owe the bloody college $975.00 for this semester! My account is on hold until I pay it. I haven’t any idea where I’m going to come up with that kind of money at. Heck, we owe the gas company around $700.00 as it is. Mum says we’ll figure out something, she’s not going to let all my work go to waste.

I’m going to call them tomorrow…Not that I expect it to do any good, as I got to thinking, the rest of the college is shut down for break, so they probably will be too. *sigh*

I did get to talk to Wasil a bit already today. *smiles* He came on long enough to tell me to take a bit of a break from homework and spend some time with him. Then he chased me back to my homework…Which is what I’ve been doing most of the day…In one form or another.

I still haven’t touched my 6 page paper…Tho I did look for more sources (and fail at finding any).

I finished the module that was due tomorrow in Children’s Lit and got it sent. Still haven’t started reading Maniac Magee, plus I have another book I have to read too (the last one, and it’s needed for the last module, tho we don’t have a forum on it…We do have a forum on Maniac Magee next week tho. Blah).  She posted an extra credit assignment for Children’s Lit. I’d like to do it, but I’m not sure if I’ll be able to manage. Tho, if I did, I think I’d go and talk to Mrs. Gooding again…& see if I can read to the 2nd graders again…I was thinking about doing that anyway…Since they seemed to like the first bat book, thought about reading them the second one I got. *shrugs* Don’t know if I will tho, there is so much going on.

I should look to see what I need to have read for British Lit…Then again, I will probably me missing class Monday, as they have a meeting about Harley at the school, and I’m going to rush from Macroeconomics back to Alba to attend. Stupid meeting starts at 12:00…I have class till 11:10…I can’t afford to miss any classes where note taking is involved.
ANYWAY…Manged to get 6 more of the sonnets I need written…Leaving me with 9 to go.
So here are the newest 6 (some being total and complete utter rubbish).

        6
She walks among the shadows
Without a single fear
Possessor of numerous charms
She lures you ever near
Possessing a countenance like no other
Every step full of grace
Beauty that can not compare
Lithe of body, delicate of face
But secrets lurk beneath the skin
There are things you do no know
And only when it’s too late
Will all her darkness show
For this beauty is really a beast
And upon your flesh she will feast

        7
My love came to me one night
But told me he dare not stay
That he would set it all right
And return within the day
I waited long for him to call
And yet he never came
A letter would soon solve it all
And here I make my claim
My love had been a ghost you see
When he came to me that night
For of this world he ceased to be
But did not wish me fright
He loved me and came to say good-bye
Because on that day we has doomed to die

        8
I gazed into the looking glass
And what was I to see
Could have sworn, should have been
That it had to be me
The face I seen was that of mine
It had my eyes, my nose, my lips
The body was that I knew
Blossoming bosom, rounded hips
Yet there was something else
Something not quite right
And when I discovered what it was
All of me shook in fright
For instead of being one, as I should be
There was two, I and a duplicate of me

        9
A traveler that lost his way
Stopped in hopes his bearings to get
There came a light not far away
So this is the way he set
Surly this was a guiding light
To help when travelers past
Grateful he was for this sight
His feet spurring him on fast
Yet this was not the case at hand
The poor traveler learned to late
Brackish depths replaced the land
And sealed the travelers fate
The will o’ wisp completed it’s goal
The corpse candle claimed another soul

        10
Once in the wood stood a mighty oak
That a hardy woodsman did spy
He vowed to take it as his own
And to this end he did try
A beautiful maiden came from the wood
And to him she did deplore
Leave the tree and blessed you’ll be
But sever it and be no more
He did not believe and laughed at her
Then began to chop away the wood
A curse than I shall place on you
Unless you do as you should
And when the tree fell with a thunderous sound
The woodsman found himself between the wood and the ground

        11
In a garden of statue and stone
Sat a young maiden all alone
A suitor came and on her did call
He invited her to attend a ball
He pled to her, she was so fair
And bid her put ribbons in her hair
And when his please were all but spent
Then she did to him consent
Together they began to dance
Every movement mean to entrance
Ribbons like snakes slipped from her hair
Causing all to stop and stare
Then the maiden was once more alone
In a garden of statue and stone

Oh yeah…Mum did find me a turkey tv dinner and brought it to me. She was here for a little bit…Not long tho and left again. Seriously, if I had to live alone, I think I would probably waste away to nothing…Even despite my love of food…It just seems a bother to cook for one. Or…I guess I’d be living on tv dinners. Joy. *shrugs*

Also had an odd conversation via facebook comments last night. *pokes @ Ray with sticks* Strange god of coffeeness. But…I shall visit him over break (if I can still call it break and not a breakdown) and receive something of sharp and shiny bladed awesomeness…*nods* I just haven’t a clue as to what.