Friday I fell sick again, this time with much hacking--and, sorrow or ironies, that was the night we had Karoke in the lounge. I had been so excited, and now my throat was shot to hell. I still championed through, with slightly less than disastrous consequences--but my throat hurt like hell on Saturday, though I'm somewhat better now...

Among other ( Read more... )

No comments on the revised version of "Serenade". Hmph. I mean, not to get pushy, but I'd really like some reaction/feedback, y'know? And I feel like I'd be swamping to post a whole bunch of other stuff before y'all have had a chance to focus on that... I dunno. Maybe I'm just being presumptuous...>__>

 He lulled her asleep and awake with every rising and setting movement of the sun. He would serenade her from his branch below her window, his tiny chest palpitating, it seemed, with the sight of her (or perhaps his warbling song).

Leaning aganst the sill, sipping her morning or evening coffee, she would see his liquid eyes reflecting the new or ( Read more... )

I have, thus far this month, written 24 posts, already more than last months 23 (though most of those were in the second half)--the most since last December. You will all recall the computer issues for much of this year that hit in February and plagued me well into May. But this past summer I didn't really have an excuse--I wasn't doing much of ( Read more... )

So, I oversleep, and run over to the Deihl basement fifteen minutes late for my French midterm, but I'm glad I studied so hard with Ashley, because I managed to finish it right on time. I think I did well on it; I don't think Chirol is gonna go, "oh, mon dieu! This is the best midterm EVAH!" Though it'd be funny if she did. But I think I definitely ( Read more... )

He lulled her asleep and awake with every rising and setting movement of the sun. From his branch below her window he would serenade her as she leaned against the sill, sipping either her morning or evening coffee. Looking down, she would see his liquid eyes through the fumes, his tiny chest palpitating, it seemed, with the sight of her -- but ( Read more... )