Being that I have always been very low maintenance and a bit of the tom boy, I have never really down anything in particular with my hair, and since high school when I first getting the back of my neck shaved I have not made any real changes with my hair style, but now I have been toying around with the idea of making a bit of a drastic change but haven't decided if I want to commit myself to it or not yet. On other women I have seen (mostly on TV do not actually know anyone an person ...
1400 Canterbury Tales by Geoffrey Chaucer 1390 Confessio Amantis by John Gower 1390 Sir Gawain and the Green Knight by Anonymous 1387 Piers Plowman by William Langland 1375 The Bruce by John Barbour 1374 The Canzoniere by Francesco Petrarch 1353 The Decameron by Giovanni Boccaccio 1321 Divine Comedy by Dante Alighieri 1300 Grettis Saga by Anonymous 1300 A Lady Asks Me by Guido Cavalcanti 1290 Havelok the Dane by Anonymous ...
Updated 03-08-2012 at 10:29 PM by mortalterror
A follow up on my last entry. That fellow from the other day who broke our wall. Turns out that guy was a thief. The house two doors down was robbed and the two felons (though I was only in time to see one) escaped with a laptop (that's all we've heard that they took). Our neighbour's lodger apparently saw the criminals escaping by jumping into his garden so he shouted out to them and they jumped into ours before he could catch them. There. Conclusive proof that the thieving scum were in our garden ...
Updated 02-26-2012 at 02:59 PM by Bluebiird (Scum is less frowned upon than what I put)
Yesterday something strange happened. I didn't feel like writing about it yesterday and I didn't let it bother me too much. But today I'm getting paranoid. There's a wall next to our house. It covers the side of the front garden and a little of the back and covers the back of our neighbour's garden (they live on the corner of the street and we're kind of at the end save for the corner house and garden). We have one garden to one side and we have about four gardens that back onto ours ...
I am writing an essay about Les Fleur du Mal and I absolutely love it. This is my kind of poetry, I have been talking about reading Baudelaire for years, and I mean YEARS but never did cause I am not a fan of translated poetry but I am reading it for school now. I could choose from 25 books, plays and poems and I just fell for Baudelaire, I am really slow I guess for not realizing it earlier. 'Une charogne' is one of the most beautiful poems I have read, this is the kind of poetry I'd like being ...