swords
Can't get enough of FH
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- Dec 22, 2003
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In the dark, the glow from my monitor illuminating a small portion of the keyboard and my hands.
I see even in this minimal light the small sections of scarred flesh on my hands from those little burns. Those times where you manage to come in contact with the tip of the red hot iron, or splash burning oil upon yourself in a rather painful fashion.
There is noone else in the house, they've gone to Cornwall for a few weeks.
Kidneythieves on winamp and the feint rattling of keys being pressed at speed as i type this now.
This is a rather unusual turn of events for me, i went to the cinema a while ago you see. I saw Shaun of the Dead and it was good!
Then i watched Chasing Amy, i've never seen it before and it was there.
I could have come here, turned on my PC and logged onto DAOC like i usually do, not today though.
Today is different.
Somehow things aren't how they usually are, how they usually appear to me.
Everything is clean, and in order.
There are Lecture notes adorning my table, and a notepad in which i am compiling essential facts about The Endocrine System.
I have an exam in two weeks and im revising. Me! Revising!
I haven't revised ever, i did 2 hours today for some reason.
it's like i got up this morning and said to myself ''Get the fuck out of bed and get something done.''
I might actually pass this exam and move onto the second year of my course, wouln't that be nice.
Why though? GCSE's and A level i did not revise for...in fact i would go as far to say i have an aversion to the whole work thing.
I had little self motivation to do anything important, he'll i could get myself to the pub and get shit faced and fall down some stairs while making a complete tit of myself to my lab partners flatmates(apparently, i can't remember anything about the event in question. I bear the scars though)
I could motivate myself to log on and sit through 5 grueling hours of solo art leveling as a cleric.
I don't know why. It doesnt bother me though, i can miss an apostrophe and not care now. It doesnt matter you see, it is total bullshit...
i could add a variety of smiles now with which to make this passage of text a little more bearable, but why should i? you dont have to read this to the end because its not important.
I do know whats important now though, i know what matters now i have had my little epiffany.
I can only hope one of you will understand this.
I see even in this minimal light the small sections of scarred flesh on my hands from those little burns. Those times where you manage to come in contact with the tip of the red hot iron, or splash burning oil upon yourself in a rather painful fashion.
There is noone else in the house, they've gone to Cornwall for a few weeks.
Kidneythieves on winamp and the feint rattling of keys being pressed at speed as i type this now.
This is a rather unusual turn of events for me, i went to the cinema a while ago you see. I saw Shaun of the Dead and it was good!
Then i watched Chasing Amy, i've never seen it before and it was there.
I could have come here, turned on my PC and logged onto DAOC like i usually do, not today though.
Today is different.
Somehow things aren't how they usually are, how they usually appear to me.
Everything is clean, and in order.
There are Lecture notes adorning my table, and a notepad in which i am compiling essential facts about The Endocrine System.
I have an exam in two weeks and im revising. Me! Revising!
I haven't revised ever, i did 2 hours today for some reason.
it's like i got up this morning and said to myself ''Get the fuck out of bed and get something done.''
I might actually pass this exam and move onto the second year of my course, wouln't that be nice.
Why though? GCSE's and A level i did not revise for...in fact i would go as far to say i have an aversion to the whole work thing.
I had little self motivation to do anything important, he'll i could get myself to the pub and get shit faced and fall down some stairs while making a complete tit of myself to my lab partners flatmates(apparently, i can't remember anything about the event in question. I bear the scars though)
I could motivate myself to log on and sit through 5 grueling hours of solo art leveling as a cleric.
I don't know why. It doesnt bother me though, i can miss an apostrophe and not care now. It doesnt matter you see, it is total bullshit...
i could add a variety of smiles now with which to make this passage of text a little more bearable, but why should i? you dont have to read this to the end because its not important.
I do know whats important now though, i know what matters now i have had my little epiffany.
I can only hope one of you will understand this.
(happy Sissy?)
