Frances Mao
He fumbles at your spirit
As players at the keys
Before they drop full music on;
He stuns you by degrees

Prepares your brittle substance
For the ethereal blow,
By fainter hammers, further heard
Then nearer, then so slow

Your breath has time to straighten
Your brain to bubble cool, --
Deals one imperial thunderbolt
That scalps your naked soul.

                        -- Emily Dickinson  
News

     July 1st, 2002 -- Aw look at my new pretty site!  Graphics credit to Fullmoongraphics.com (it's free, btw)...

      
June 30th, 2002 -- Wish I was going "up" to Interlochen with my crew...have phun (*grumble, grumble*) :)

      
June 29th, 2002 -- Look who's 4.0 survived calculus and english this year...*grimace*

      
June 22-23rd. 2002 -- Had a blast at Bellevue's 24 Hour Relay, despite a lack of lawn-chairs and running water...not bad under a first-time captain, eh?

     
June 20th, 2002 -- Last day of Bellevue High!~ Guess who's a senior? *cackle*...
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