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Stop Touching My Alarm Clock

Dearest Tragedy,

There is nothing I would like better than to look into your eyes. I wish I had a shit load of money, I would buy myself a wristwatch that worked…..and I would probably buy a shit load of CD’s that I’ve always wanted. There’s lots and lots, my income may never afford. I miss you Napster. The moral of all stories is that: though winning may be everything, it’s also good to lose sometimes. It helps you to remember who you are and where you come from. Keeps your feet on the ground so to say……If you are up all of the time, how would you ever know how high you really are?

I can’t wait to see Mr. Depp as Mr. Wonka. This should be interesting…..someone wrote: What do you think the Oompa Loompas will look like in a Tim Burton movie? I think I’m more excited about the scene when they walk into the first room (with the chocolate river), I can almost guarantee I’ll have a permanent smile on my face for the rest of the movie. Beautiful illusions that may hopefully give the slightest feeling of being a child again, how sweet it is.

Divorced from Reality,

n i ck

P.S. – I’m getting my first assignment in John’s class today, and yes, I’m excited about that too.