"If Every Child on Every Street had Clothes to Wear and Food to Eat..."

Almost ready, Miss Kylee...! *fails*

^_____^ OHHH. HAPPY BIRTHDAY, MIKA! <3333333333333333 Happy birthday! Love youuuu. I hope you had a really lovely, beautiful birthday.

I wrote poetry to-day! For Erin and for Miss Kylee, the ones I promised. <33 I will have to type them up at some point here, since I managed to write them entirely in the beautiful journal Manon gave me.

Also I have written five letters to-day, and am sulking about Monday being a federal holiday, and am generally quite content. We are going to the healing service to-morrow, and I am glad. Also I get to call Peri! And will probably get more reading done than I did to-day, although I got lots and lots cleared up to-day, which is always nice.

Soujin is a happy-still Soujin. Who, we will add, does not have enough common sense to know that when one is entirely undressed and running hot water for a shower, one should not suddenly decide that now is an excellent time to go and explore the attic. I don't know what got into me, either. But I survived! And no one saw me, which is probably the important part.

Also, I had peas for breakfast.

^________^

"You Can Be Anything You Want to Be..."

Miss Kylee--

This took a ridiculously long time, because I'm a horrible person. But here it is, for your pleasure. (we warn anybody who is interested that it is quite image-heavy; please to be careful.)

( This Can't Be Love, Because I Feel So Well... )

The end. ^____________^ And they all lived happily ever after.

I love you, Miss Kylee!

"That's a Miracle..."

Ohh, and Erin!poem. <3333 This one and Miss Kylee's were exhaustively formatted, so I'm a little annoyed at lack thereof; which means I might copy it out by hand and send it to you, too, so you can see what it's supposed to look like.

Love youuu.

( Second Coming )

"I Told Him to Save a Bit for Me..."

^_^;;; Mum says Miss Kylee's poem sounds better read out loud, so I recorded it, but here's the text:

( The Mailman's Love Song )

"I Swear, Some of Them are Girls..."

It's eighteen degrees outside. ;______________________; I will be sleeping in four layers again to-night.

So far I am losing my battle against the cold.

Thank goodness for the healing to-morrow. <3 I think afterward I will curl up under my covers and read. It has been really a very nasty day, temperature-wise.

"The Sky is on Fire..."

...Oh, shut up.

( It's Pathy's fault )

...And that's quite enough for to-day. Someone owes me at least one of those.