So we are actually getting snow this year, it's weird. But today is a snow day and I'm already bracing myself for how they're gonna make us make it up. Last year it was an additional 20 minutes to the day.
But anyways snow aside, I got an email yesterday from CNU, my top choice, saying "congradulations again on your acceptance!" My first response was "Again?" But whatever, I got in so I'm ubber excited. My actual letter should come today though.
Um, that's all I got
12/1/10
I Made a Ballad for English, Read It Please 'Cause ... uh ... It'd Mean A Lot to Me
I walk back and forth
Turning east, but going north.
Turning ‘round the stories told
Of an adventurer so bold.
They say “He travels like the winds,
Making quick all amends.
With all his good, there is no fear
Yet no one knows when again he will appear.”
Yet with all these tales
All with no details
I find myself walking back and forth,
Turning east, but going north.
Turning ‘round the stories told
Of an adventurer so bold.
My mother had once said
“Fortune leads those who can be led.
So if you be a fool be fortune’s,
Avoiding all others misfortunes.”
I’d say Mother told truth
For that is how I ran my youth.
But now it has me walking back and forth,
Turning east, but going north.
Turning ‘round the stories told
Of an adventurer so bold.
Once I found myself with a fortune teller
And she said “You have a future stellar.
The right place and time you shall be
But beware, with honor comes a fee.”
Her words echo in my mind
Swirling about ‘till they ‘come intertwined.
So I walk back and forth,
Turning east, but going north.
Turning ‘round the stories told
Of an adventurer so bold.
With a friend I had gone
Cause he had said “Let’s reach the dawn.
For we shall be the heroes of our land
As long as we fight the bad with our own hand.”
I followed him and his words
As a child follows the mother birds.
But now I am left walking back and forth,
Turning east, but going north.
Turning ‘round the stories told
Of an adventurer so bold.
Yet our friendship could not stand, alas
For this is what he told me last,
“As the fortunes had once said
You shall rise once I lay dead.”
His words made all my honors spoiled
Hearing their praise makes my mind soiled.
So to repent I walk back and forth,
Turning east, but going north.
Turning ‘round the stories told
Of an adventurer so bold.
Turning east, but going north.
Turning ‘round the stories told
Of an adventurer so bold.
They say “He travels like the winds,
Making quick all amends.
With all his good, there is no fear
Yet no one knows when again he will appear.”
Yet with all these tales
All with no details
I find myself walking back and forth,
Turning east, but going north.
Turning ‘round the stories told
Of an adventurer so bold.
My mother had once said
“Fortune leads those who can be led.
So if you be a fool be fortune’s,
Avoiding all others misfortunes.”
I’d say Mother told truth
For that is how I ran my youth.
But now it has me walking back and forth,
Turning east, but going north.
Turning ‘round the stories told
Of an adventurer so bold.
Once I found myself with a fortune teller
And she said “You have a future stellar.
The right place and time you shall be
But beware, with honor comes a fee.”
Her words echo in my mind
Swirling about ‘till they ‘come intertwined.
So I walk back and forth,
Turning east, but going north.
Turning ‘round the stories told
Of an adventurer so bold.
With a friend I had gone
Cause he had said “Let’s reach the dawn.
For we shall be the heroes of our land
As long as we fight the bad with our own hand.”
I followed him and his words
As a child follows the mother birds.
But now I am left walking back and forth,
Turning east, but going north.
Turning ‘round the stories told
Of an adventurer so bold.
Yet our friendship could not stand, alas
For this is what he told me last,
“As the fortunes had once said
You shall rise once I lay dead.”
His words made all my honors spoiled
Hearing their praise makes my mind soiled.
So to repent I walk back and forth,
Turning east, but going north.
Turning ‘round the stories told
Of an adventurer so bold.
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