I have to do h- h- h- homework!!
I will do it but I won't like it...
I have to do h- h- h- homework!!
I will do it but I won't like it...
For I have known them all already, known them all:
Have known the evenings, mornings, afternoons,
I have measured out my life with coffee spoons;
I know the voices dying with a dying fall
Beneath the music from a farther room.
So how should I presume?Eliot
blaaaaaaaaaaaarg
What's up dear?Originally Posted by Indyben
Unfortunatly I can't send a vaild reply to PAM's statement because the computer isn't reading it properly for some reason and I can't see what it is. Therefore I will reiterate what is going through my head lol. Blaaaaaaaaaarg.
How odd?
I agree in a context best described with:
You think it is weird you can't read some of the writing? Haha. I somehow began typing in Chinese yesterday after the computer yelled at me!
You had to be there...
For I have known them all already, known them all:
Have known the evenings, mornings, afternoons,
I have measured out my life with coffee spoons;
I know the voices dying with a dying fall
Beneath the music from a farther room.
So how should I presume?Eliot
To Maryd, Thank you for inquiring as to what is wrong. Was just tired and drained from Sacred Music and Drama nights. No biggyAnd about the chinese typing, that is really wierd hon lol. Wish I was there :P
You guys work on my floor...don't you? You must be...
New rant:
I hate it when everyone at work knows that someone else is going through a REALLY, REALLY rough patch financially and hardly anyone could be bothered to help. It's friggen disgusting.
I survived the opening of old wounds today, so maybe the best things about our past are worth the follies of its excesses.
I survived the opening of old wounds today, so maybe the best things about our past are worth the follies of its excesses.
I'm being torn apart by old wounds, and it is all I can do to not lash out at everyone around me.
If you need an ear mk you can pm. I do not read the blogs on LN, no slight intended, as I don't read the blogs where I blog either. I would not have time for anything else.
I'm being torn apart by old wounds, and it is all I can do to not lash out at everyone around me.
Mine was no big deal actually. I was too obsessive over an old instructor of mine, and while this is in no way his fault, I hurt the way I lived over those feelings, so it took a bit of doing to contact him, but I did, and I did not fall to the center of the earth, and on the whole it was good to touch base.
So now LitNet knows I was nuts before I ever came here...
I want my hair to be a nice natural golden red, but it's just the same old dark industrial gothic red that it always becomes. *sigh* I should just stop trying, it's been ten years; I should just accept the fact that I'm a dark-haired girl and always will be.
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"Personal note: When I was a little kid my mother told me not to stare into the sun. So once when I was six, I did. At first the brightness was overwhelming, but I had seen that before. I kept looking, forcing myself not to blink, and then the brightness began to dissolve. My pupils shrunk to pinholes and everything came into focus and for a moment I understood. The doctors didn't know if my eyes would ever heal."
-Pi
Why is it that we always want different colored hair to what we have! I am the same although in my case I started to go grey (thanks mum) when I was 21 so I have been coloring since then.
I am back............................
You're elsewhere... But I don't mind.To Maryd, Thank you for inquiring as to what is wrong. Was just tired and drained from Sacred Music and Drama nights. No biggy
I'm going to have a big rant about something that I don't need to cry myself to sleep about, however I'm sure it effects pretty much everybody.
You know that little thing inside runners and some other types of shoes, best described as a tongue?
WHENEVER I'VE BEEN WALKING FOR ABOUT TEN MINUTES IT ALWAYS SLIPS TO THE SIDE!!
It is so insignificant, however it seriously bothers me!
Okay... I'm good.
For I have known them all already, known them all:
Have known the evenings, mornings, afternoons,
I have measured out my life with coffee spoons;
I know the voices dying with a dying fall
Beneath the music from a farther room.
So how should I presume?Eliot
Wow...that sucks.
I hate the fact that my computer gets confused when I try to open Word.
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