| Pop culture fizzles at everyone.
Some take a sip, and others scrub their faces with sand paper.
Today someone drank the entire bottle and I no longer recognize him. How queer. |
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| Flowers
I really like flowers. I hope one day I will get a gift that is known
as the batch of flowers in crumply, translucent paper. Then I will
stare at it and smile to myself. They will last five days at most
though because I do not have a green thumb and when they are almost
done wilting I will cut off the tops and press them onto bookmarks and
laminate them.
They
will be displayed (after adding double-sided tape on the back and stuck
onto red striped cardboard) in a crimson frame with a little plaque
made of tea-stained index cards that I will carve into.
It will carefully read, with much loving print: "My First Gift of Flowers."
The
date will be slipped into the back along with some sea sand and it will
hang hang next to my dresser until I go to college. When that happens I
will slowly take it down, replace the sea sand with new sea sand and
some empty shells (that will be thrown away in a few days for fear of
the flower prints being damaged) and pushed into a small, thin box.
Then it will be hung above my bed in my dorm and I will admire it.
I
will forget it in my dorm when I graduate and hope that I don't lose
them. Before I purposely leave them behind though I will take my three
of my favorite bookmarks and set one for myself, one for my husband,
and one for my first child.
After that I can only hope that
someone doesn't dump out the sand, flowers, and plaque and keep the old
frame to use as their own.
The flowers are what is important.
:)
I hope I get flowers soon. ♥ It will mean a lot to me. Hopefully
tonight I'll dream of my first batch of flowers. Hopefully tulips, or
daisies, or a spring mix. I don't like roses though-- they look too
sad. Friendly flowers will be great.
♥
Good night!
-Chien
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| Okay I put up a stupid layout that I didn't even MAKE because I'm too
tired to code and try to transfer and CHEAT my way into getting my LJ
layout to work here.
Night.
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| Ugh I hate Xanga so much but it's the only way to watch you guys and make sure none of you DIE.
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