things to do when u're bored

was suppose to go for my hair treatment today BUT
it was cancelled soooooo
I BAKED CHEESE COOKIES
WHEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE
i like baking therapeutic
is just the cleaning up i hate
hahaha
boss gone for a week and will be back on monday
my holiday over
so sad
started watching nobuta wo produce already
ITS GOOODDDD
akira's (tomoshisa yamashita) chonchon-ing whenever he speaks
(is his way of saying hi)
shuuji (kazuya kamenashi) has a habit of instead of saying bye
he'll say bye-cycle (bicycle)
and the others will reply byebye-cycle
hahaha super cute
i should do that
but then ppl will think i'm insane
maybe i should just do that to the libbies
hahahahahaha
cause oh well
we're all insane
SOOOOOO my libbies
PLEASE NOTE
THAT U MUST REPLY BYEBYE-CYCLE WHEN I SAY BYE-CYCLE OK
teehee
watched in her shoes after baking
2 really good poems to share frm the show
really like it

The art of losing isn't hard to master;
so many things seem filled with the intent
to be lost that their loss is no disaster.

Lose something every day. Accept the fluster
of lost door keys, the hour badly spent.
The art of losing isn't hard to master.

Then practice losing farther, losing faster:
places, and names, and where it was you meant
to travel. None of these will bring disaster.

I lost my mother's watch. And look! my last, or
next-to-last, of three loved houses went.
The art of losing isn't hard to master.

I lost two cities, lovely ones. And, vaster,
some realms I owned, two rivers, a continent.
I miss them, but it wasn't a disaster.

---Even losing you (the joking voice, a gesture
I love) I shan't have lied. It's evident
the art of losing's not too hard to master
though it may look like (Write it!) like disaster.

-- Elizabeth Bishop

i carry your heart with me


i carry your heart with me(i carry it in
my heart)i am never without it(anywhere
i go you go,my dear; and whatever is done
by only me is your doing,my darling)
i fear
no fate(for you are my fate,my sweet)i want
no world(for beautiful you are my world,my true)
and it's you are whatever a moon has always meant
and whatever a sun will always sing is you

here is the deepest secret nobody knows
(here is the root of the root and the bud of the bud
and the sky of the sky of a tree called life;which grows
higher than the soul can hope or mind can hide)
and this is the wonder that's keeping the stars apart

i carry your heart(i carry it in my heart)

ee cummings