Just a quick random thought before I finish going to get ready for my LAST CHAPEL EVER. I’m going to attend despite the fact it’s our school’s president – who is notorious for causing low chapel attendance.
Cup of tea. On my desk (and another near Dookie’s nest).
It’s steam is pretty swirly curly, and disappears after unfurling.
It smells like goodness in a cup, makes me want to drink it up.
God says our life is just like steam, ending as we exit scene.
It’s pretty fun and looks real good, just remember – earth ain’t our hood.Hey. It’s early. And I’m wierd. Have a good last day of classes (all you who have this as your last day of classes). Lates