argh! i hate being such a perfectionist.
argh! i hate being such a perfectionist.
curious.
Gonna eat some ice cream...
Sleepy...so sleepy...my exams are on Thursday, and I feel so miserable, coz I didn't prepare well
.... I'm waiting a glorious divine power to let me pass it..
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As the song goes, I'M STILL STANDING. I just... can't, or rather, don't, want to believe that 3 years.... Surely 3 years just can't be... gone? I mean a lot happened... and I got a lot out of it.... I reckon it must be different when he comes back. It'll be like it was last night. Not that he can remember it.
I believe that imagination is stronger than knowledge -- myth is more potent than history -- dreams are more powerful than facts -- hope always triumphs over experience -- laughter is the cure for grief -- love is stronger than death. - Robert Fulghum
Je Chante Une Chanson Sombre
The Lady of Mine - Opinion please
A tragedy crept to the name Bathory
i'm not happy with my painting.
curious.
This iPod Nano 3G is freakin' sweeeeet!
com-pas-sion (n.) [ME. & OFr. <LL. (Ec.) compassio, sympathy < compassus, pp. of compati, to feel pity < L. com-, together + pali, to suffer] sorrow for the sufferings or trouble of another or others, accompanied by an urge to help; deep sympathy; pity
Dostoevsky Forum!
My back is a giver upper... The cat needs a worm cure. Where did I put my Macro economics textbook...?? why isn't it just in my head.
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I believe that imagination is stronger than knowledge -- myth is more potent than history -- dreams are more powerful than facts -- hope always triumphs over experience -- laughter is the cure for grief -- love is stronger than death. - Robert Fulghum
Je Chante Une Chanson Sombre
The Lady of Mine - Opinion please
A tragedy crept to the name Bathory
Home, sweet home!
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"It is not that I am mad; it is only that my head is different from yours.”
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I am too addicted to working ahead.
Tomorrow always holds the promise of something new and exciting. I am the Jetsons meet the Flintstones.
maybe........ the reason why i've grown apart from so many of my friends is because i pushed them away?
curious.
Have lots to read and write.
The source of any bad writing is the desire to be something more than a person of sense--the straining to be thought a genius. If people would say what they have to say in plain terms, how much eloquent they would be.
-S.T COLERIDGE
My tummy is rumbleing... I want warm rolls with honey, and i want it to rain, so that i can start all my work feeling good that i'm indoors.
Rain rain rain!