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Hi, I'm Celeste. I like pretty things and I'm a pretty chill person. I think I'll probably write more here later...




Song of the Day:
Broken Strings by James Morrison

Tuesday, April 7, 2009
Continued


"Oh, this is the start of something good, don't you agree?" - Gaven Degraw

Elon is cold today, and it makes me angry, because Jack, Bhriel, and I, as well as frequent visitors spent all day outside on a blanket on Saturday, acting silly and laying in the sun. Today I wore a sweater all day and hurried from one building to the next. Does this not make anyone else angry?

And I have to go to Anderson Cooper tonight. And my fireflies essay got deleted. I cried for a little while about it. If I can somehow recover it, I want to post it here.

Am I supposed to talk about myself in the opener of a new blog?