Ohhh, the econ memories . . .
Jul. 23rd, 2005 11:13 amHey
v_exemplary!
Remember this poem?
Time escapes like
Puddles on a hot day.
Memories scatter in all directions
Like an econ paper caught in the breeze.
Flying high, the papers disintegrate -
All my hard work, tossed to the heavens.
A rain showever of paper fragments
And some incomplete memories.
And I cry, because I suck at poetry.
And I laugh for the same reason.
THE END
I found our Econ notebook while cleaning my room this morning . . . I was sitting on the floor next to my bookshelf, laughing like a maniac at our doodles and notes. I miss those days.
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Remember this poem?
Puddles on a hot day.
Memories scatter in all directions
Like an econ paper caught in the breeze.
Flying high, the papers disintegrate -
All my hard work, tossed to the heavens.
A rain showever of paper fragments
And some incomplete memories.
And I cry, because I suck at poetry.
And I laugh for the same reason.
THE END
I found our Econ notebook while cleaning my room this morning . . . I was sitting on the floor next to my bookshelf, laughing like a maniac at our doodles and notes. I miss those days.