Wednesday, April 11, 2007
From T.S. Eliot
The last thing one discovers in composing a work is what to put first.

April is the cruellest month.

I hate starting papers. I hate April. I think I'll just sit around and read poetry.

So close to the end...yet so far...
*le sigh*

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Blogger Kourtney said...

Almost there....Soon it is MAY!!!!!

Blogger Sarah said...

You can do it:) Just a few more weeks...!!

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