Diary Entries from Freshman Year #8

3/29/10
Yes, I skipped a day. Which, in essence, is like skipping two days.
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The rest is undecipherable. And the rest is math notes and occasional blips. Here's one to Victoria, back when I had a crush on her:
To the unsympathetic
ear it might seem lame
And I agree its pathetic,
these feelings I can't tame.
But with Spring flourished this feeling
of a crush but not crushing:
A hurt without want of healing
and a heart with blood rushing.
Why is it called a crush?
When I fell light and in love
I love the euphoria, the rush,
the pairing of unerring doves.
Already she was depressed with me
Though not by my doing
And it made me a little happy-
Bringing 'perfection' to ruin.
But I don't want perfect!
I want whatever she is
and regardless of what defect
it might have, that love is my bliss.

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and one more, but I'd rather not share it. The rest is scratch work. Thats it for now!