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Name: T McGhee Location: Lawrence, United States Birthday: 3/21/1986 Gender: Female
Interests: saving the world; one country at a time. Expertise: trying to speak Haitian Creole...
sending special people "postal love" espicially to my baby all the way out in Lee's Summit Occupation: Student Industry: Nonprofit
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Member Since:
3/1/2004
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| yeah, it's May and I just got on here for the first time since November...
and I only did so to semi-stalk an old friend.
oh I will find you my pretty, and
your little dog too! I'll just stake out the next Banana-Republic
semi-annual sale. I know that you need some matching halter
tops....
my how things have changed...
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| just had a good
night with the girls... we had a roomate slumber party..
talked about anything and everything that people could think to talk
about... amoung those topics; someone that makes us happy ( to
which I replied {besides the obvious which would be the girls and
Mike} my baby bro and my Julianna) , the thing we fear the most,
our life fantasy, something we could change if we could, two things
that make us happy, and other fun ditty's...
right now Gre, Bri and I are still up hangin' in Gre's room, Li had to
go to bed. Breer/ Grianne are working on some ballet review write
up for one of Greer's classes. my comfort music cd is playing in
the living room, I just found one of my favorite poems online that I
haven't read since moving out of my dad's house (where I had a printout
of it on my mirror.) I post it at the end.
Thanksgiving is in two days, and I am way psyched about not having
class, but I still have anpil devwa (Creole for much homework) to do
over the break. Including reading an entire book for a paper I
have to write due a week from Wednesday.
All I have to do tommorrow is go to Creole class, and drive all the way out to Ellsworth KS.
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the lesson of the moth
i was talking to a moth
the other evening
he was trying to break into
an electric light bulb
and fry himself on the wires
why do you fellows
pull this stunt i asked him
because it is the conventional
thing for moths or why
if that had been an uncovered
candle instead of an electric
light bulb you would
now be a small unsightly cinder
have you no sense
plenty of it he answered
but at times we get tired
of using it
we get bored with the routine
and crave beauty
and excitement
fire is beautiful
and we know that if we get
too close it will kill us
but what does that matter
it is better to be happy
for a moment
and be burned up with beauty
than to live a long time
and be bored all the while
so we wad all our life up
into one little roll
and then we shoot the roll
that is what life is for
it is better to be a part of beauty
for one instant and then cease to
exist than to exist forever
and never be a part of beauty
our attitude toward life
is come easy go easy
we are like human beings
used to be before they became
too civilized to enjoy themselves
and before i could argue him
out of his philosophy
he went and immolated himself
on a patent cigar lighter
i do not agree with him
myself i would rather have
half the happiness and twice
the longevity
but at the same time i wish
there was something i wanted
as badly as he wanted to fry himself
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the version of this I had posted at
my Dad's, I cut it off before the second to last stanza, right after
the line " like human beings used to be before they became to civilized
to enjoy themselves." The meaning is entirely different if you
end it there, and I prefer the meaning that way. The way it is
written makes it seem as if the author can not agree with the moth,
whereas I would prefer to agree.
not that that was meant to be deep or anything, I just like the poem
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| it's not summer anymore Toto....
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| yeah, painting the house in my bikini seems completely natural to me,
but my brother seems to disagree... whatever man, I just don't
want to ruin clothes!
ahh.. and 12 more days until I move to Ltown....
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| best monday EVER.
and I heart Julie Smale...
we are the hottest white chicks to ever cardance on the Plaza to spanish rap...
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what up gangsta
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