Wednesday, March 11, 2009

four out of five...

five out of twenty
twenty out of six hundred
its a shame when we don't read things correctly
i swore i saw "Finalist" next to my name because why else would they list the top five stories if all five wouldn't move on?
It turns out just the first two move on.
But for two days, I thought I was a "finalist" and man I felt good.
Sometimes, I like my dyslexia and to me, i still think i'm a finalist.

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