| Well it's probably time for an update! Not much goin on cept I just got back from New York which was a blast and working on a new play...so not much else goin on. Guess I'll ttyl! |
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| Hey! It's amazing how fast this last month went! I've just started another play (tryouts are tomorrow!) and so I'm really excited about that...um...not much else is going on so I'll ttyl!
P.S. I've recently discovered Nickel Creek and they are a really good band for those of you who care... |
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| Hey! How is everybody? I realized today that I haven't written in here in over a month so I'll give a quick update. My play is over ...I was having so much fun on it and it went by so quickly! So now I completely have no life...so I sit around all day and listen to music. I did think of a new hobby Molly I've decided to start writing music. It'll be fun...I guess...lets hope...anyways, see you guys later! |
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| Hey, I haven't updated in awhile...not much is going on. My cousin was visiting this week, it was fun! Other than that life's pretty boring....well, I get to go to play practice every week...but that's the highlight...I need to get a hobby...or learn to drive...or something...any suggestions? |
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| It was many and many a year ago,
In a kingdom by the sea,
That a maiden there lived whom you may know
By the name of ANNABEL LEE;
And this maiden she lived with no other thought
Than to love and be loved by me.
I was a child and she was a child,
In this kingdom by the sea;
But we loved with a love that was more than love-
I and my Annabel Lee;
With a love that the winged seraphs of heaven
Coveted her and me.
And this was the reason that, long ago,
In this kingdom by the sea,
A wind blew out of a cloud, chilling
My beautiful Annabel Lee;
So that her highborn kinsman came
And bore her away from me,
To shut her up in a sepulchre
In this kingdom by the sea.
The angels, not half so happy in heaven,
Went envying her and me-
Yes!- that was the reason (as all men know,
In this kingdom by the sea)
That the wind came out of the cloud by night,
Chilling and killing my Annabel Lee.
But our love it was stronger by far than the love
Of those who were older than we-
Of many far wiser than we-
And neither the angels in heaven above,
Nor the demons down under the sea,
Can ever dissever my soul from the soul
Of the beautiful Annabel Lee.
For the moon never beams without bringing me dreams
Of the beautiful Annabel Lee;
And the stars never rise but I feel the bright eyes
Of the beautiful Annabel Lee;
And so, all the night-tide, I lie down by the side
Of my darling- my darling- my life and my bride,
In the sepulchre there by the sea,
In her tomb by the sounding sea.
I love that poem. I know its kinda a weird blog, but at least I'm updating.
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