Automated.
Automated.
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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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A bit surreal. Today was the first day of school after four months' holiday.
Little Lotte thought of everything and nothing. Her hair was golden as the sun's rays and her soul as clear and blue as her eyes.
Gaston Leroux - The Phantom of the Opera
queasy! ate too much!
"Come away O human child!To the waters of the wild, With a faery hand in hand, For the worlds more full of weeping than you can understand."
W.B.Yeats
"If it looks like a Dwarf and smells like a Dwarf, then it's probably a Dwarf (or a latrine wearing dungarees)"
Artemins Fowl and the Lost Colony by Eoin Colfer
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Like hell.
I was so happy yesterday. I thought I had it all set right. Slept comfortably at 10 pm but don't why had to wake up at 2 am not being able to sleep again uptil now (it's 6: 37 am and have tried really hard for the last four hours and yet can't go to sleep). Damn it my brain feels totally empty (the night before I only for three hours sleep). Feel like I have forgotten all that I studied yesterday....and I really studied so damn robotically yesterday that I don't want it all to be forgotten like that.
Why can't it be all right even when I try?
I sang of leaves, of leaves of gold, and leaves of gold there grew.
I feel.... alive. Wayyyy too full of emotion.... yet.... lacking emotion at the same time.
Ugg.forgot who painful my P.C. pains were.
"Come away O human child!To the waters of the wild, With a faery hand in hand, For the worlds more full of weeping than you can understand."
W.B.Yeats
"If it looks like a Dwarf and smells like a Dwarf, then it's probably a Dwarf (or a latrine wearing dungarees)"
Artemins Fowl and the Lost Colony by Eoin Colfer
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LAzy but I agreed to take my sister shoping and we have to go by train so I guess Id better get moving...
My mission in life is to make YOU smile
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"The time has come," the Walrus said,"To talk of many things:
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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
Stressed. Totally.
I haven't even been to litnet for weeks, despite the fact that we already have a permanent connection to Internet which has led me to promise myself I'd go everyday. Hmm, a promise to visit litnet every single day and leave a few posts. Seems realistic, but then, with my new task of heading the class' nonexistent costume committee, which requires me to coordinate with various people whose interests differ much and seldom even show up online, I can just about see my game plan quickly dissolving, the entire promise falling apart in front of my very eyes.
And to think that the dance is tomorrow. I don't want to be a pessimist. I want to believe we'll get through it, and have a successful presentation upstage, because well... I do believe we will.
Wish me a lot of good luck.
Wish hard enough, I could turn it to what I like.
Fall Out Boy, "Tiffany Blews."
Worried, worried, worried: I have no uni accomodation for my MSc, because, as that polite lady told me on the phone several times, they received my application 5 days late (never trust a post office to do its job) and had already allocated everyone else.
Now I'm stuck looking for ads on websites, which, unlike my previous uni, is less organized and I can't seem to find ANYTHING!!!
Twenty years from now you will be more disappointed by the things that you didn't do than by the ones you did do. So throw off the bowlines. Sail away from the safe harbor. Catch the trade winds in your sails. Explore. Dream. Discover. ~ Mark Twain
I was sad but now I have a crushhe's a country boy too.
Shall these bones live?
I feel relax and a weird feel in my body which feels good also.
So after a few months of feeling somewhat existentially lost, confused and insecure, I fell in love today with a self taught bachellor degree philosophy student, who massages for a living, and drives a rickshaw. My feet aren't touching the ground, or I can't feel them... And then today, we had a modest kiss. I can't stop smiling... Life is looking pretty, and suddenly all the confidence i needed for semester start is rushing in.
Thank you life for confirming how wonderful the world really is.
Happy
Strangely great and greatly strange!
You forget that the kingdom of heaven suffers violence: and the kingdom of heaven is like a woman.
James Joyce
It is a fatal miscarriage, so ill to order affairs, as to pass for a fool in one company, when in another you might be treated as a philosopher. Jonathan Swift
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