| all i know is that i don't know |
[Jul. 20th, 2005|04:10 pm] |
this is my philosophy paper i am presenting on tonight. i wish i wouldn't have waited until monday to start this, i'm such a procrastinator. so not my best work, but i would love some feedback on the topic. anyways, here ya go!
( recollection vs. clean slate ) |
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| everytime we do this, i fall for her. |
[Aug. 26th, 2004|09:21 am] |
| [ | Tags | | | reviews | ] |
| [ | mood |
| |  good | ] |
| [ | musica |
| | mama used to say - hepcat | ] |
THANK YOU to michael zak for the concert and everything else last night. what a lovely date <3
mike and monkey, i hope you got my calls!!!
monkey, i NHEEEEEEEEEED you to come by tonight, cause i have $1 to my name... call me and let me know when you can come.
( curiosa festival ) |
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| coa-fucking-chella |
[May. 4th, 2004|11:05 am] |
( coa-fuckin-chella )
*edit* OH, ![[info]](http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif) chipboy were you at coachella?!?! i saw this dude walking around with a spatula up in the air and thought of you. i tried to take a picture, but he walked by too fast. |
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| lacking perfection |
[Sep. 9th, 2003|05:17 pm] |
| [ | Tags | | | poetry, public | ] |
| [ | mood |
| |  pensive | ] |
| [ | musica |
| | summertime - george gershwin | ] |
lacking perfection
by: ivy quihuis
today my smile may be bright
skin smooth to the touch
eyes sparkling in the twilight
but already you've said too much
i catch those eyes searching
your gaze seeping in my soul
already i feel myself sneaking
expectations taking their toll
i enjoy just being with you
giggling and tickling amidst the stars
this free conversation is long since overdue
hoping that you can look past my scars
looking through your eyes
perception blinds you from my affection
peer past my disguise
intentions masked by a longing for perfection
leave it at sweet kisses against my forehead
silence talk of forever
speak the dreams of today instead
tell me of all you wish to endeavor
tingling as you lightly caress
scared of a promise i cannot hold
not here to be captured i must confess
just wishing to see the story unfold |
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| the day the corn stood still |
[Aug. 19th, 2003|12:51 pm] |
| [ | Tags | | | poetry, public | ] |
| [ | mood |
| |  artistic | ] |
| [ | musica |
| | revolution (bootleg) - the beatles | ] |
the day the corn stood still
by: ivy quihuis
the last tattered husk has been shucked.
cobs stand wearily, kernels in disarray.
they’ve given their all.
never before have so many sweet corn cobs stood together against a common enemy.
united stalks, working together, only to be vanquished.
the bitter smell of defeat permeates the field.
kernels, husks, and dignity have been strewn about the havoc-ridden tract.
shame infiltrates the kernels and hits them right in the cob.
they know that the battle is lost.
the sun dimly peeks out behind the barn.
amber rays gleam through the husks sullied by failure,
casting a tint of shine onto the downtrodden kernels.
cobs that once glimmered proudly in the sun,
now limping, shriveled bare
as dusk steals the day, they’re left in awe.
now this day that will go down as the day cobs fought back… and lost.
this is the day the corn stood still. |
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