"There was a time in our lives when we were so close that nothing seemed to obstruct our friendship and brotherhood, and only a small footbridge seperated us Just as you were about to step on it, I asked you:"Do you want to cross the footbridge to me?"--immediately, you did not want to any more; and when I asked you again, you remained silent. Since then mountains and torrential rivers and whatever separates and alienates have been cast between us, and even if we wanted to get together, we couldn't. But when you now think of that little footbridge, words fail you and you sob and marvel."
Snow Day
Thursday, January 17, 2008

You of all people know that means more than it means. : )

I am relaxing. Or something. Goofing off is more like it. I didn't finish my English homework last night. I mean...it's still due tomorrow so? haha. I don't care.
Listening to Wonderful (wicked). I still haven't finished that darn book. Goodness knows the wicked's lives are lonely.

Ah well. Unlimited. That's what they tell me. I can see how you'd fall in love with Elphaba.
I said, Wonderful? Well, if you insist.

Short today.
Emily

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emilea said...

reading confessions of an ugly step sister. trying to work my way up to wicked. it currently is slightly depressing. also need to do english homework, but i don't have the book to do so, so ha!

anyways. love you friend. new post/poem on the blog. geez i write a lot. it's almost scary. yuck.

emilea

January 17, 2008 at 10:50 AM  

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