Maybe a poem will make me feel better.
Well, maybe not. This one's kind of depressing. But it's soo good.
Between Here and Illinois
By Ralph Pomeroy
When my father died
I didn't get my brother's telegram.
Tuesday, the day my sister called,
I wasn't home.
It was sunny at the beach.
On Wednesday I got up at eight,
drank a glass of cold Tropicana,
had raisin toast, instant coffee,
went to work.
The day my brother flew my father's body
from San Fernando to Illinois.
The rest of the week went by.
I was home all the following Sunday
because it was too cold to go swimming.
Monday, my sister reached me.
In the atmosphere of my office
I heard her voice, all the way from Michigan.
She said that the funeral was over.
She described the black vestements and white flowers.
She said that they had all missed me
and were wondering where I was.
If they had reached me
I could have flown from Illinois -
all the way from here to Illinois -
over all the graves that lie between here and Illinois.
So, my good/bad day. I don't know if i told you, but Saturday I found out that I cracked my camera's LCD screen. Today I found out that fixing it anywhere around here is going to cost more than the camera is worth. So, my father is checking around Calgary (because of course, everything is better there, *sighs*) and he will get back to me tomorrow. But he wants to get me a new one if the fixing isn't possible and he wants to get it from calgary and bring it to me from cincinatti when he comes in a MONTH. How will I last that long? I know, I know, I broke it, I pay the price. But why not buy it online and ship it here instead? Argh. He infuriates me. I can get it in 3-5 days from costco. If he would just agree with me, I could have it by the freaking weekend! Gosh.
And plus I had to find a picture for an art project today and I couldn't for the life of me find a good one, which was making me rather mad and then it just got worse when my dad called. BAH. But I am still super excited for this weekend with Andrew and I really want this week to be over because then I will be done my three huge tests. Peace out, study time. *upchucks*<3
Well, maybe not. This one's kind of depressing. But it's soo good.
Between Here and Illinois
By Ralph Pomeroy
When my father died
I didn't get my brother's telegram.
Tuesday, the day my sister called,
I wasn't home.
It was sunny at the beach.
On Wednesday I got up at eight,
drank a glass of cold Tropicana,
had raisin toast, instant coffee,
went to work.
The day my brother flew my father's body
from San Fernando to Illinois.
The rest of the week went by.
I was home all the following Sunday
because it was too cold to go swimming.
Monday, my sister reached me.
In the atmosphere of my office
I heard her voice, all the way from Michigan.
She said that the funeral was over.
She described the black vestements and white flowers.
She said that they had all missed me
and were wondering where I was.
If they had reached me
I could have flown from Illinois -
all the way from here to Illinois -
over all the graves that lie between here and Illinois.
So, my good/bad day. I don't know if i told you, but Saturday I found out that I cracked my camera's LCD screen. Today I found out that fixing it anywhere around here is going to cost more than the camera is worth. So, my father is checking around Calgary (because of course, everything is better there, *sighs*) and he will get back to me tomorrow. But he wants to get me a new one if the fixing isn't possible and he wants to get it from calgary and bring it to me from cincinatti when he comes in a MONTH. How will I last that long? I know, I know, I broke it, I pay the price. But why not buy it online and ship it here instead? Argh. He infuriates me. I can get it in 3-5 days from costco. If he would just agree with me, I could have it by the freaking weekend! Gosh.
And plus I had to find a picture for an art project today and I couldn't for the life of me find a good one, which was making me rather mad and then it just got worse when my dad called. BAH. But I am still super excited for this weekend with Andrew and I really want this week to be over because then I will be done my three huge tests. Peace out, study time. *upchucks*<3
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