*750 - woe beetide

Part of me wonders what life would be now if things remained as what they once were. Once upon a time, it was a fairytale (in retrospect, always in retrospect). It's been eleven years, it's been five, it's been two, it's been good, it's been odd. No feelings, just curious, slightly pensive.

In other news, a bee randomly stung me on the chest today as I (most unthreateningly!) walked to class. What an unnecessary death! My fashion statement for the day: sweater worn oddly asymmetrically to hide the large red welt on the awkward spot on my chest.