Matylda made pandas extinct.
... afterward, Matylda became ideal and disappeared.
I'm ashamed to admit it but today I've experienced a real crying spell. First after... four years. The last time I was so out of control of all my rationality was in a beautiful cottage of my classmate, I was lying in a bed, trying not to sob aloud so my friends in a bed next to me didn't know I was there. Which would have been quite funny as I was crying because of what they said. Maybe I should have got out of the bed, take an axe or a fire-hook and kill them all. I would have been in the evening news and then the Americans would have made a movie about me.
Well, today ( now yesterday) I took advantage of own room and bed and cried like a child. I don't know why. It happened when I opened my book of phonetics. And definitely it wasn't Ladefoged who made me cry (he makes me only angry - you know, I can understand that someone is interested in vowels and writes about them hundreds of pages, but did he really have to publish it?), but suddenly I wasn't able to fight against something inside me that was laughing at me, saying I'm useless, no one needs me and nothing is going to change about it.
After the crying hour I was finally able to concentrate on the vowels.
I guess it wouldn't have helped if I had tried to stop it. Sometimes, we have to let the demons go out for a walk.
I know, it's going to be ok, all shits come to an end, I just hope it won't last long. I have exams, you know. And I can't cry for an hour everytime I open a book.
By the way, this day is special and should be marked in calendars. It's
e_danae's birthday!
I wanted to say something more original than "happy birthday," so I thought I could wish you the best year of your life. But that would mean that all the following years would be worse. Maybe you are too young to have the best year of your life.
So... I wish you nice cats I hope this year will be one of the best in your life, but not the best one, only really, really good one, so you can looking forward to the others, even better ones!
As a gift I'd like to post the promised picture of the nearly cubist bull on the translation of Fray Leon. But I guess you're not surprise that I can't find it?
I'm ashamed to admit it but today I've experienced a real crying spell. First after... four years. The last time I was so out of control of all my rationality was in a beautiful cottage of my classmate, I was lying in a bed, trying not to sob aloud so my friends in a bed next to me didn't know I was there. Which would have been quite funny as I was crying because of what they said. Maybe I should have got out of the bed, take an axe or a fire-hook and kill them all. I would have been in the evening news and then the Americans would have made a movie about me.
Well, today ( now yesterday) I took advantage of own room and bed and cried like a child. I don't know why. It happened when I opened my book of phonetics. And definitely it wasn't Ladefoged who made me cry (he makes me only angry - you know, I can understand that someone is interested in vowels and writes about them hundreds of pages, but did he really have to publish it?), but suddenly I wasn't able to fight against something inside me that was laughing at me, saying I'm useless, no one needs me and nothing is going to change about it.
After the crying hour I was finally able to concentrate on the vowels.
I guess it wouldn't have helped if I had tried to stop it. Sometimes, we have to let the demons go out for a walk.
I know, it's going to be ok, all shits come to an end, I just hope it won't last long. I have exams, you know. And I can't cry for an hour everytime I open a book.
By the way, this day is special and should be marked in calendars. It's
e_danae's birthday!
I wanted to say something more original than "happy birthday," so I thought I could wish you the best year of your life. But that would mean that all the following years would be worse. Maybe you are too young to have the best year of your life.
So... I wish you nice cats I hope this year will be one of the best in your life, but not the best one, only really, really good one, so you can looking forward to the others, even better ones!
As a gift I'd like to post the promised picture of the nearly cubist bull on the translation of Fray Leon. But I guess you're not surprise that I can't find it?