PROCRASTINATION!

[keevacaereni]

In the interests of not doing French revision, I bring you rambling and poetry!

I have done bugger all last week, and am now paying for it. :( I'm going to Dad's this weekend too, as he wants me too, and he's paying the train fare.
 
In happier news, I'm going to my very first convention in a month! London Expo, here I come! I'm going with wonderm  and we plan to  cosplay, though we're not sure as what yet. It's just after my exams, so it'll be awesome. Anyone else going?

and now, poetry!

A Cradle Song by WB Yeats

The angels are stooping
above your bed;
The weary of trooping
With the whimpering dead.

God's laughing in Heaven
To see you so good;
The Sailing Seven
Are gay with His mood.

I sigh that kiss you,
For I must own
That I shall miss you
When you have grown.