Post of weirdness and whatever that comes to my mind, it goes here.
And yes my pit is doing very well, thank you very much. /o/
This got me thinking though, if it already freaks me out a little and stings with just this little cut...How does it feel having an entire knife through the limb? Or, you know, slowly slicing that? Once or twice (I don't think too much about it) when I actually prepare meat here, I think about what will happen if the knife in my hand was on my flesh and not on that piece of meat. How much shock and pain can I take? How bad will it be?
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I have somewhat lost motivation to study harder than I should, honestly speaking. I look at my notes and look at lecture notes, breeze through it and then try to recall what I've just absorbed and...nothing. I dunno about how others are but that's the case for me recently. I...might actually just be the study, last-min-cramming type tbh. And it's bad.
Have I lost all of it for studying? Or is it only just me and momentary distractions? It's like the older I get, the less fucks I give. No, not that kind of fuck, thanks. but if you're really gin-chan okay that's fine
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And I recalled one night's dream was really really odd. As I was telling mayu_kkg on twitter, I had a dream about me being a guy. I was...well a scientist and inventor. And I actually created this monster. The monster really loves me but I had to destroy it. I suppose it was because it might've been massively destroying things or something. I just remember the type of dramatic scene where there's this wall, and it perched itself on there, looking down at me with crazed eyes. And I just looked up with tears streaming down my face, thought of having to destroy it hurt me. :(
And previously another short one: it was a blood and body splattered dream instead. It's like an entire road of blood or something. Long winding road of blood.
...or was it long winding road of bodies? Oh c'mon, I haven't even seen any horror/gore films lately, neither have I read Stephen King. What gives?
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Oh, nearly forgot: I've been recently into the whole SasuNaru fandom again and yes once again I have seen how twisted this relationship is, yet hahaha my first OTP after all. I like it and defend it irrationally. But recently there's this odd thing the fandom seems to like to do in fanfiction - so far 2 fics from 2 different authors have had their Sasukes have a habit of NOT wearing underwear. ...what gives?
...I'm falling asleep, on IRC, on twitter switching between Gin-chan and real account. gawd lol gin-chan is so fun to play /o/
This got me thinking though, if it already freaks me out a little and stings with just this little cut...How does it feel having an entire knife through the limb? Or, you know, slowly slicing that? Once or twice (I don't think too much about it) when I actually prepare meat here, I think about what will happen if the knife in my hand was on my flesh and not on that piece of meat. How much shock and pain can I take? How bad will it be?
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I have somewhat lost motivation to study harder than I should, honestly speaking. I look at my notes and look at lecture notes, breeze through it and then try to recall what I've just absorbed and...nothing. I dunno about how others are but that's the case for me recently. I...might actually just be the study, last-min-cramming type tbh. And it's bad.
Have I lost all of it for studying? Or is it only just me and momentary distractions? It's like the older I get, the less fucks I give. No, not that kind of fuck, thanks. but if you're really gin-chan okay that's fine
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And I recalled one night's dream was really really odd. As I was telling mayu_kkg on twitter, I had a dream about me being a guy. I was...well a scientist and inventor. And I actually created this monster. The monster really loves me but I had to destroy it. I suppose it was because it might've been massively destroying things or something. I just remember the type of dramatic scene where there's this wall, and it perched itself on there, looking down at me with crazed eyes. And I just looked up with tears streaming down my face, thought of having to destroy it hurt me. :(
And previously another short one: it was a blood and body splattered dream instead. It's like an entire road of blood or something. Long winding road of blood.
...or was it long winding road of bodies? Oh c'mon, I haven't even seen any horror/gore films lately, neither have I read Stephen King. What gives?
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Oh, nearly forgot: I've been recently into the whole SasuNaru fandom again and yes once again I have seen how twisted this relationship is, yet hahaha my first OTP after all. I like it and defend it irrationally. But recently there's this odd thing the fandom seems to like to do in fanfiction - so far 2 fics from 2 different authors have had their Sasukes have a habit of NOT wearing underwear. ...what gives?
...I'm falling asleep, on IRC, on twitter switching between Gin-chan and real account. gawd lol gin-chan is so fun to play /o/