terça-feira, 25 de janeiro de 2011


I guess I'm feeling different than yesterday. I wouldn't say that's better or worse, just different.

The school didn't seem such a provocative place, it was full of paper cutting and colors, things I appreciate.

Drawing and cutting and singing French songs in my head, counting un deux trois under my breath.

Didn't know scissors could make me so tired!

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