Sunday, November 18, 2007, 2:05 PM
Sonnet 145
Those lips that Love's own hand did make
Breathed forth the sound that said 'I hate'
To me that languish'd for her sake;
But when she saw my woeful state,
Straight in her heart did mercy come,
Chiding that tongue that ever sweet
Was used in giving gentle doom,
And taught it thus anew to greet:'
I hate' she alter'd with an end,
That follow'd it as gentle day
Doth follow night, who like a fiend
From heaven to hell is flown away;
'I hate' from hate away she threw,
And saved my life, saying 'not you.'
William Shakespeare
I need a job people. Seriously i need one. I'm finding but i can't seem to get one. Grrr. Besides i don't think i'm physically fit to get down to work now. I'm down with a flu and fever. I'm still recovering though. Haha.
Anyways i've been on with a movie marathon for the past one week. Lol, sometimes i love Rp because of their empty classrooms. Haha.
Music Overload
Thinking Cap
If women are supposed to be less rational and more emotional at the beginning of our menstrual cycle when the female hormone is at its lowest level, then why isn't it logical to say that, in those few days, women behave the most like the way men behave all month long?
The bitch
Khairunnisa Elias
31.08.1988
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