I'm tired.  I should go to bed, but I'm waiting to see if Angelo comes online.  He has anime club on Tuesdays, till about midnight... and then afterwards he usually comes online.  I wonder if I'll be able to stay awake long enough to talk to him?

I wrote a somewhat depressing poem today while I was waiting for my Sociology class to begin:

The leaves are changing colors,
Falling softly to the ground.
Swirls of fiery orange,
Blood red,
Burnt brown,
Cover the hard soil of the Earth.
The leaves are changing colors,
Everyone marvels at their beauty.
The leaves are changing colors,
Dying very slowly.

I thought it might be interesting to spell dying as "dyeing" thereby going with the changing colors theme, and yet still keeping that reference to death.  But for some reason I didn't like that as much, so I left it as originally written.  Also, I originally wrote "decaying brown" but I thought of using "burnt" as I was typing this, so I changed it.  Hmmmm.... why am I saying all of this??  ^^;;

tum de dum de dum.....  please come online soon...

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