the other night, the night before last, i met up with cat for the first time in 49839430 weeks which was very fun. the weather was really nice so we went to the field and talked about obvious things like boys, hairstyles and shoes, and then watched btg and then ate lots of chocolate. and we drew cool stuff, like lions and chubby moustached singers (pictures will follow) and put on crazy make up and took photos and stuff like that. OH and we found this really (well i thought so) cool film about, i can’t remember, something like gay christian reform (like wow) and it was only a pound! but we never got round to watching it because A MASSIF MONT BLANC (yes) spider fell from the ceiling and it all went a bit WAAA and then we went to get a drink but there was another spider in the kitchen and aaaa i was scared. so we tried to plan and scare the spiders and catch them but that didn’t go well at all. ALORS, we had to move all our stuff and like 49856 duvets upstairs to my room where it was quiet but alas safe. and then we took some more photos. and then we went to sleep on my floor which was actually quite nice / comfy, however APPAZ my clock is too loud but i couldn’t hear it. und we talked for a few hours about dogs and then general animals and lost and some people we like and some people we don’t like and then it was light outside and we fell asleep and that was a bit like zzzzz.
“The Prince gives a ball to-morrow night,” murmured the young Student, “and my love will be of the company. If I bring her a red rose she will dance with me till dawn. If I bring her a red rose, I shall hold her in my arms, and she will lean her head upon my shoulder, and her hand will be clasped in mine. But there is no red rose in my garden, so I shall sit lonely, and she will pass me by. She will have no heed of me, and my heart will break.”
“The musicians will sit in their gallery,” said the young Student, “and play upon their stringed instruments, and my love will dance to the sound of the harp and the violin. She will dance so lightly that her feet will not touch the floor, and the courtiers in their gay dresses will throng round her. But with me she will not dance, for I have no red rose to give her”; and he flung himself down on the grass, and buried his face in his hands, and wept.