|
Sunday, February 11, 2007 at 1:40 AM
I Had a dream last night.I was having my music lesson and my hp started ringing.( we weren't allowed to bring hp to school)Terence stared at me and started laughing.yilong too.i then off my hp.i looked up to see if my music teacher heard it ringing but the chair she was sitting on turned into a platypus and she was staring at it.Then i had my art lesson and when i wanted to take my paints out, i took out a pepper shaker, salt, macaroni and all sorts of food from my bag.And then my phone rang again i was puzzled cause i thought i off it already then woke up i realise it was actually my hp ringing and i was lying on my bed instead of being at school! its bizarre!
|
“In most books, the I, or first person, is omitted; in this it will be retained; that, in respect to egotism, is the main difference. We commonly do not remember that it is, after all, always the first person that is speaking. I should not talk so much about myself if there were anybody else whom I knew as well. Unfortunately, I am confined to this theme by the narrowness of my experience. Moreover, I, on my side, require of every writer, first or last, a simple and sincere account of his own life, and not merely what he has heard of other men's lives; some such account as he would send to his kindred from a distant land; for if he has lived sincerely, it must have been in a distant land to me. Perhaps these pages are more particularly addressed to poor students. As for the rest of my readers, they will accept such portions as apply to them. I trust that none will stretch the seams in putting on the coat, for it may do good service to him whom it fits.” Your disclaimer, description, or bio goes here.
Tagboard code here.