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alde on flute, just for strad :)
STRAD I haveth a present! I'm not Mendelssohn or whatever, but I wrote you a piece. It's, er, gloomy, since I was coming off thinking about Kierkegaard and stuff (weary and trembling yet, fear and trembling... yeah, I'm not creative.) But it's like that balance between peace and pain. Um. If that made any sense. I don't think it does musically ( Read more... ) -
I Have No Life
My life consists of ( Read more... ) -
german class
S1 & S2: [kommt spät an] Guten Morgen.
L: Guten Morgen...
S1 & S2: [sitzt]
S1: [zu L] Entschuldigung, ich bin spät.
L: Warum sind Sie spät?
S1: ...wegen des Musiklehrer habe mich spät auslässt.
L: Warum haben Sie Sich spät auslässt?
S1: ...wegen bin ich spät vor dem Musik gewesen.
L: Warum haben Sie spät vor dem Musik gewesen?!
S1: Wegen ( Read more... ) -
phil & acts
I think I'm honestly losing my taste for philosophy. I just did a word count on my take home exam essays. 15K. That's 1.5K apiece. And I am sick of editing the damn things.
I think if I am ever asked to write 15K on the subject of death and dying again, I am just going to melt into a little puddle on the floor.
For that matter, if I am asked to * ( Read more... ) -
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*spaz ( Read more... ) -
Remix
A respectful note to whoever lands me:
Whoever you are, please don't do anything that's personal to me. It's not that I don't want people reaching into my things - it's that I don't want people reaching into my things and, in misunderstanding (as people seem to do oftentimes), destroy something of mine. This isn't binding. I can't control what fic ( Read more... ) -
imperatif
A declaration in parallel pale:
I don't intend harm, I don't intend hurt, I don't intend... pain. To myself, to anyone. It should be easy, but it isn't. It's always a question of harm or harm, hurt or hurt, pain or pain. Which is more important, qualitative or quantitative, which is to be weighed more? I have to decide between the two, I have to ( Read more... ) -
Recent Drabbles
Not too coherant right now, would very much like to function:
Limelight. It's... well. I wrote it on an aggravated low. And I felt every bit of this. It's... well. You're presented with the choice of running from yourself or runtoning from someone you love, what can you do? You run from yourself, you have to question yourself. That's the idea, you ( Read more... ) -
christmas stuff
Stuff I have/will be posting:
Posted Tombolo for Whilily. Artemii-Angelines yumminess. Corny and cheesy and such, but hey, she sq
Posted The Imperative for Yeti. Artler funness. Honest, the last line - for the sins must be coaxed from the sinner by the saint-who-smiles is my second favorite English line of mine ever, after She dies, and as she dies ( Read more... ) -
*thwacks NaNo site*
Urgh. It took me *thirty minutes* to convert all my .doc files into a single text file, and *then* it took me an additional fifteen minutes to make the stupid NaNo site upload the .txt file since *somehow* it wouldn't recognize that the file had 60K+ words in it until I tried uploading the same file for the tenth time.
But... it's in. And I have ( Read more... )