December 2009
It's 1:12 AM.
Heap not on this mound Roses that she loved so well; Why bewilder her with roses, That she cannot see or smell? She is happy where she lies, With the dust upon her eyes. -Edna St. Vincent Millay, “Epitaph”
Dang, I hope I can wake up for my exam tomorrow. *sob*
I should be doing my HW, LOL.
A man was driving down the road when his car broke down near a monastery. He went to the monastery, knocked on the door and said: “My car has broken down. Could I possibly stay the night?”
The monks graciously accepted him, fed him dinner and even fixed his car. But as the man was drifting off to sleep, he heard a strange sound. The next morning he asked the monks what the sound was,...