Good morning, grey sky.
Good morning, grey sky.
Hmm, it's cold at La defence at 6 in the morning...
Always check your beer bottle hasnt been used as an ashtray by a drunk before taking a sip
There once was a scotsman named Drew
Who put too much wine in his stew
He felt a bit drunk
And fell off his bunk
And landed smack into his shoe ~(C) Ms Niamh Anne King
I'm weary with right-angles, abbreviated daylight,
Waiting for a winter to be done.
Why do I still see you in every mirrored window,
In all that I could never overcome?
hahahaha to Welt's post...
and thinking: how I wish I was an eagle, just for a day...
"All gods are homemade, and it is we who pull their strings, and so, give them the power to pull ours." -Aldous Huxley
"Sooner murder an infant in its cradle than nurse unacted desires." -William Blake
Why I can ony concentrate at work after 5 PM.....
I hate appraisal time. I have been through many, but each time, I dont know how to project myself better. Even when I do my work, I am not able to say that yeah I did it, whats the use of so much modesty? It doesnt help....
I hate appraisals.![]()
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How wonderful to meet someone other than a 'nay'-sayer.
i have to put everything into an order. so many things to do. i should make a list. i will be able to start doing these after the 3rd of march. these days seem endless. and so short on the other hand....examinations....god what am i gonna do. i am anxious, but again, i am not. i need a haircut. maybe after the 7th of march provided we can leave for the weekend. couldn't she live in athens too? but she cuts my hair so well, it is worth the distance......so many things to do....i think too much
love is like a flower; it needs warmth and light as well as some space and care in order to grow. if you take care of it it grows and blossoms and you can taste its scent and touch its velvet surface and look at its bright colours. if you don't, it dies. and of course a flower has no meaning either if you don't give it to someone or have it growing next to another one. flowers are delicate. and so is love.
Why do I embrassed myself...?
"The Lord works from the inside out. The world works from the outside in. The world would take people out of the slums. Christ takes the slums out of the people and then they take themselves out of the slums. Christ changes men, who then changes their environment. The world would shape human behavior, but Christ can change human nature." ~ Ezra Taft Benson
Oh no, all that work gone! Fine, whatever, I'm going to sleep.
That's the biggest friggin paper cut EVER!! See, I knew Cell Biology hates me. My notes have progressed to physically attacking me...
I'm weary with right-angles, abbreviated daylight,
Waiting for a winter to be done.
Why do I still see you in every mirrored window,
In all that I could never overcome?
Man I haven't been here in forever...litnet...homework...litnet...homework?? I just can't decide!
"So heaven meets earth like a sloppy wet kiss, and my heart turns violently inside of my chest, I don't have time to maintain these regrets, when I think about, the way....He loves us..."
http://youtube.com/watch?v=5xXowT4eJjY
Good morning, soy milk!