HOLD ON TIGHT

HE SAID, MARIE, MARIE, HOLD ON TIGHT And when we were children, staying at the archduke's, My cousin's, he took me out on a sled, And I was frightened. He said, Marie, Marie, hold on tight. And down we went. In the mountains, there you feel free. I read, much of the night, and go south in the winter. ~ The Waste Land, "The Burial of The Dead", Eliot Friday, March 07, 2008 memories i'm camping in valentine place tonight. it's good to be home. i also got a first homecooked singaporean dinner in this year. and the guys next door just cook so well. ernest: "dawn, why are you eating like you haven't eaten before?" jm: "yeah, how many days ago did you eat?" it's good to be home. i have a lot of wonderful memories in this room. and the truth is, i miss being singaporean. i miss being pissed off with my singaporean housemates and wishing they'd shut up. how when i was shit ass upset, there'd always be something stupid going on downstairs, and that made things just great. posted by dawn # 6:11 PM Comments: saw jessie over the weekend, its funny, talking to her makes you seem nearer, since you are both in ny. haha its funny how the world is so small and i know you and jess and jo and jm halfway across the world. miss you, love. think happy thoughts! -nj # posted by Anonymous : 4:26 PM that's so funny that you know them all. jm was pretty instrumental in teaching me to drive (i scared the hell out of him in the process on the road), and i used to live with jo:) take care nurul! love. # posted by dawn : 1:11 PM Post a Comment << Home		[publishing] Publishers Weekly . Dystel & Goderich . New York Center for Independent Publishing . Association of American University Presses . Society of Children's Book Writers and Illustrators [people] clarisse . nurul . aunty zarina (ummi's bakery) . jeremy . pak . cyril . softblow . karen & kenny (booksactually) . eric . joel . [other loves] digitaljournalist . ballet dictionary . poetshouse . urbanwordnyc [me] dawn, singapore, new york city, ithaca. [yesterday] beautiful sunset mister sun beautiful so sweet, and so cold the raven science and biology i try to say goodbye and i choke sunday brunch at the carriage house! and homemade ... metaphors fridays, at the public service center [archives] January 2007 February 2007 March 2007 April 2007 May 2007 July 2007 August 2007 September 2007 October 2007 November 2007 December 2007 January 2008 February 2008 March 2008 April 2008 May 2008 June 2008 July 2008 August 2008 September 2008 October 2008 November 2008 December 2008 January 2009 February 2009

HE SAID, MARIE, MARIE, HOLD ON TIGHT

And when we were children, staying at the archduke's,
My cousin's, he took me out on a sled,
And I was frightened. He said, Marie,
Marie, hold on tight. And down we went.
In the mountains, there you feel free.
I read, much of the night, and go south in the winter.

~ The Waste Land, "The Burial of The Dead", Eliot

Friday, March 07, 2008

memories

i'm camping in valentine place tonight. it's good to be home. i also got a first homecooked singaporean dinner in this year. and the guys next door just cook so well. ernest: "dawn, why are you eating like you haven't eaten before?" jm: "yeah, how many days ago did you eat?" it's good to be home. i have a lot of wonderful memories in this room. and the truth is, i miss being singaporean. i miss being pissed off with my singaporean housemates and wishing they'd shut up. how when i was shit ass upset, there'd always be something stupid going on downstairs, and that made things just great.

posted by dawn # 6:11 PM

Comments:

saw jessie over the weekend, its funny, talking to her makes you seem nearer, since you are both in ny. haha its funny how the world is so small and i know you and jess and jo and jm halfway across the world. miss you, love. think happy thoughts!

-nj

# posted by

Anonymous : 4:26 PM

that's so funny that you know them all. jm was pretty instrumental in teaching me to drive (i scared the hell out of him in the process on the road), and i used to live with jo:) take care nurul! love.

# posted by

dawn : 1:11 PM