pretty glad about the upcoming bbq on tuesday. something to moon about. haha today at third level i witnessed the mutation of one of joel's cellgrp persons- he had fashioned wolverine between-the-finger knives at his D&T sessions [who says education does more good than harm!], dangerous killer-looking knife pronged spinner wheels, all super sharp and lethal and a kind of madness. and because the theme of today is boredom and knives and being ignored and education = which explains the damp tiredness of everything, here's Carol Ann Duffy's
Education for Leisure
Today I am going to kill something.
Anything. I have had enough of being ignored and today
Anything. I have had enough of being ignored and today
I am going to play God.
It is an ordinary day,
It is an ordinary day,
a sort of grey with boredom stirring in the streets.
I squash a fly against the window with my thumb.
We did that at school. Shakespeare. It was in
another language and now the fly is in another language.
I breathe out talent on the glass to write my name.
I am a genius.* I could be anything at all, with half
the chance. But today I am going to change the world.
Something's world. The cat avoids me. The cat
knows I am a genius, and has hidden itself.
I pour the goldfish down the bog. I pull the chain.
I see that it is good. The budgie is panicking.
Once a fortnight, I walk the two miles into town
for signing on. They don't appreciate my autograph.
There is nothing left to kill. I dial the radio
There is nothing left to kill. I dial the radio
and tell the man he's talking to a superstar.
He cuts me off. I get our bread-knife and go out.
The pavements glitter suddenly. I touch your arm.
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*haha! ahlee! your self-proclaimed geniushood is reduced to this. who has the lyrics to pastorb's 'ohyourlove' song yesterday??
coming up, apackedtimetable:mon prayer meet tues bbq wed tuition/dpf thurs rag/adele+eri fri
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