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If you have a bee in your hand, what do you have in your eye?
Beauty. Because beauty is in the eye of the bee-holder :)

Newly arranged blog for thoughts, for myself, for you, for the world.

Story Of The Day: OMG OMG OMG QUICK STORY TIME I GTG!!! OKAYY HERE I GOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOnce upon a time, there was this boy named Matt. He woke up pissed. He thought it was Tuesday but it was really Friday. Thats why he was pissed. So went to school pissed, fell aslepp in class pissed, ate lunch pretty pissed. His friend asks him why he's so mad. Matt said, "ITS ONLY ****ING TUESDAY!!!". All his friends LOL'd at him. Matt eventually found out that it was Friday. He was happy. He went home happy. He wrote this story pretty happy. Happy happy happy. ~THE END~ This part is for Paul. I saw Mickey Mouse again in my dream but he was only in it for like 5 seconds. I was walking in some road and then he comes out, lifts up his hands and just runs away. Well, thats all that i can remember with Mickey in it. :-D

sonnet 31, sir philip sidney

“with how sad steps, o moon, thou climb’st the skies!
how silently, and with how wan a face!
what, may it be that even in heavenly place
that busy archer his sharp arrows tries?
sure, if that long with love-acquainted eyes
can judge of love, thou feel’st a lover’s case;
i read it in thy looks; thy languisht grace
to me that feel the like, thy state descries.
then, even of fellowship, o moon, tell me,
is constant love deemed there but want of wit?
are beauties there as proud as here they be?
do they above love to be loved, and yet
those lovers scorn whom that love doth possess?
do they call virtue there, ungratefulness?”

Fact Of The Day: You mean nothing to me.