That anonymous meme thing.

("Write ten things you usually wouldn't say to people, without adding their names, and let them guess which number is for them. It's not presumptuous to comment with a number; if no one dares to say what they think there'd be no point to this meme.")

And I'm allowed to not explain everything, even after it's been guessed.

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Hey, by the way, who participated in Yuletide this year?

(Catching up on old friends's lives. Chris is in Iraq, obviously - but what about Ralph? :( I don't want Immo there.)

woman like a man says:

Van een leven als ondergoed tot handbedelvingen, wat een roman.

Jasmijn, says:

HA

Jasmijn, says:

:D

Jasmijn, says:

ONEE

Jasmijn, says:

NOU

je kon mijn ondergoed zijn says:

:P

Jasmijn, says:

HAAL DAT WEG

Jasmijn, says:

NU

je kon mijn ondergoed zijn says:

Waarom?

Jasmijn, says:

Ik was het net aan het wegdrukken uit mijn herinnering.

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He said it back instantly and said I beat him to it.

Her voice I at first wasn't sure was hers at all, because it's so different from her normal speaking voice, and she'd told me it would be bad - but it's not, a tone length of it makes me think slightly of Anna Ternheim, but it's clearer, and better, and it's - I instantly thought of her onstage, ( Read more... )

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"Ever not gotten feedback on a piece and known it was 'cause it stunk, but didn't know how to fix it? Ever really wanted constructive criticism to help you improve your writing? Ever really wanted to *give* constructive feedback to help a writer improve, to help the community improve, but didn't want to risk getting attacked or hurting someone who ( Read more... )

Life is wrecking give me a while to get back at you. Don't have time to read e-mails or friendlist.

By the way, am refriending everyone I defriended over the year no matter what the circumstances were, as a One Year LJ thing. I'd like to give and/or receive a second chance.

STD.
TCRF.

To listen, but never judge.
To see, but not stare, nor look away.
To trust, when even you know you're not worth it.

Friendship. Friendship, to me, is something that does not fade. Twenty-four hours a day, seven days a week, four weeks and two or three (or one) days a month, twelve months a year. If I call you a friend, I will have you in my ( Read more... )

Total random fact of today: got hit by a car this morning, the driver left rather quickly once he saw I wasn't dead so I got the man in the car behind him to take me to the bus-stop where the bus left right in front of us and I’m cold. My knee hurts a bit from the fall and my Mother panicked a bit when she called me and I told her, but it seems ( Read more... )

Memorified every poem, drabble, fic, inspirational entry and adoration I wrote.

Tales of the Lost.  In my Memories.

43 entries.

Talked and ranted with Txilar: about fangirls; about how people get to be a 'big name' in fandom; about the first time I posted something I'd written online, and how that affected me as a writer; about tragedies; about ( Read more... )