compilation of voice posts
SO
DUDES AND DUDETTES
This here is a compilation of the last seven entries. They are all voice posts, and they are, essentially, an explanation of why I have not been posting.
One - way back at the very beginning
Two - march, chorus stuff, dude
Three - april, may, patticakes, argh
Four - June, prepstuff, lots, singing! n trip.
Five - trip n travel
Six - august
Seven - up to now
God I love my selection of icons that so accurately depicts my range of feels over this past few months.
And tags. Gotta love those too.
And god, you guys, I didn't even get a chance to touch on half the things that have happened. These are all the major huge thigns, without even mentioning
-- the prizewinning astrophysicist who came to campus
-- the bincai teachers deciding I was a boy
-- the kite-flying picnic with my chorus
-- the cooking party with my chorus
-- my two march publications
-- the long talks I'd have with The Dude and my chorus leader about various interesting thigns
-- the stories I've written
-- the books I've read
-- the renren I've gotten used to
oh god, you guys. This semester has been fuller of stuff than an overloaded semi, and I can't even begin to write it all down. So this'll serve as a summary, and a look, at my semester.
I would like to get my ass back to writing LJ entries in Tha Fewcher, since it's a good way for me to remember what is going on with my life. But, then, for that matter, I'd like to get back to writing. And my writing is starting to get back to me. So there's hope.
There is indeed hope.
I am still in confusion and exhaustion from this last half-year.
But at least I've got direction now.
DUDES AND DUDETTES
This here is a compilation of the last seven entries. They are all voice posts, and they are, essentially, an explanation of why I have not been posting.
One - way back at the very beginning
Two - march, chorus stuff, dude
Three - april, may, patticakes, argh
Four - June, prepstuff, lots, singing! n trip.
Five - trip n travel
Six - august
Seven - up to now
God I love my selection of icons that so accurately depicts my range of feels over this past few months.
And tags. Gotta love those too.
And god, you guys, I didn't even get a chance to touch on half the things that have happened. These are all the major huge thigns, without even mentioning
-- the prizewinning astrophysicist who came to campus
-- the bincai teachers deciding I was a boy
-- the kite-flying picnic with my chorus
-- the cooking party with my chorus
-- my two march publications
-- the long talks I'd have with The Dude and my chorus leader about various interesting thigns
-- the stories I've written
-- the books I've read
-- the renren I've gotten used to
oh god, you guys. This semester has been fuller of stuff than an overloaded semi, and I can't even begin to write it all down. So this'll serve as a summary, and a look, at my semester.
I would like to get my ass back to writing LJ entries in Tha Fewcher, since it's a good way for me to remember what is going on with my life. But, then, for that matter, I'd like to get back to writing. And my writing is starting to get back to me. So there's hope.
There is indeed hope.
I am still in confusion and exhaustion from this last half-year.
But at least I've got direction now.