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Last five

Off to college in five days. The last minute good byes hurt a lot. Going to the Old school and the Older- thank you ma’am for everything- and back home. Meeting friends at any chance you get, even if it is for five minutes.

I have to keep myself busy all the time. I’m trying to, because I know what I’ll think about when I’m alone. I’ve acquired this uncanny ability to depress myself.
Lots of work to do. Going now.

Washed out

Did I tell you about the waves that refused to go back to being purple?
It’s a funny story.

They were purple and a very pretty purple. Sometimes they weren’t purple, but that was only when they were busy being silver-grey.

But they stopped being purple and the old snail on the new shore didn’t know why everything had suddenly turned blue, then green, then colourless.

The snail didn’t have a mirror either. If he did, he’d know he’d stopped being purple too. He was blue, then green, then colourless.

They were all like that. All blue, then green, then colourless.
It’s a funny story.
It makes me feel sad.

Hoo Haa

Aaaand they lost.
Aaaand Portugal lost.
Aaaand England lost.
Aaaand France will probably win.

This is not my year!

Achtung bebbeh!!

Germany Won!!

Yessssssssssssssssss!!!

Spitze Spitze Spitze!!!


I can't beleew it!

Ich bin Over the Moon and all that! Saw the man on the moon, his lamp's all bright and shining now!! Saw the Little Prince. He's found his rose and Germany has won!!!

Ohohohoho.... Lalalalalalalala...

Tralalala you did it
you did it
You did it
I thought that you would do it
And indeed you did.

Go Germany!!!!!!

When it's done

I'm in the college I've always dreamt about.
Since I was little, and since someone came and told me, in hushed tones,
"Haven't you heard of it? It's the best college in the universe."

I hadn't heard of it then, but the universe was a big place.
The whole universe?
Woowww.

When I grew up, I realized there might be better colleges, but I still remembered that tone.
So, now I'm in. Definitely.

Funny. This was supposed to feel good.
Not that I'm not happy. I was insanely happy yesterday, and today morning.
Insanely happy.
Screaming, jumping, happy.
Only I don't scream and jump when I'm that happy- I just smile and do somersaults in my tummy and my intestines and whatever else go all squiggly and wiggly.

But now I'm feeling very breathless somehow. I don't want to leave home. And the city. And everyone there. Silly, I know. We've all got places to go to. But-ahhhh.

Cha. Where will I get cha?
Walking. Random walking.
Re's house.
School.
BCL.
Salt Lake.
Did I mention cha?

Ahhhhhhhhh.

Enroute

Re and I meet for the very last time tomorrow.
The last time for a very, very long while- at least.
My Fwend.
My Confidante.
My Lady in Red.

I was told that it happens.
But it's hard to remember while it's happening because you're in it.

And I can't stop the stupid wristwatch.
I should have bought something cheaper, it might have stopped on it's own.

Go Bee.

Hunting

I am a hunter. I am a hunter.

Here is my sword AND
here is my spear AND
here is my mace AND
here is my club AND
here is my hun-ting bag.
Dum, Dum.

I hunt in delhi AND
hunt in cal AND
hunt in delhi AND
hunt in cal AND
hunt in my hun-ting land.
Dum, Dum.

Get me to college AND
Get me the cutoff AND
Get me the interview AND
Get me the hostel AND
Get me the hun-ting plan.
Dum, Dum.

I want to be bigger AND
Want to be smarter AND
Want to be taller AND
Want to be scholar AND
Want to be a hun-ting man.
Dum, Dum.