anastasia_says, posts by tag: honours - LiveJournal (original) (raw)

| | Al Gore on http://www.abc.net.au/enoughrope/ ROCKED.I can't recall how to do hidden links so here is Denton: http://www.abc.net.au/enoughrope/and here is the Inconvenient Truth site: http://www.climatecrisis.net/seethetruth/And look what I found on my laptop as I've been cleaning it up ...! Ah, it is somewhat laborious but neatly reflects some of the ideological places I've been.And YAY, praise the King!My friend accepted Christ last night.Truly a miracle.Tags:honours, jesus, poemMood:amusedMusic:we will become silhouettes :: postal service **( my email to joCollapse )**My insides are a confusion of bloodied cotton woolMoving to sustain my bodyAnd straining toward an unknown clarityClear my head! Save my thoughts of insubstantial academiaThey aren’t enough, I’m not enoughto see where I’m going but I know where I want to beTags:honours, poemMood:annoyedMusic:dad coughing And so, another day at uni. Too much fcoffee, not enough food makes me feel lightheaded and giddily prone to depressive vision. With spare time I borrowed out Great Expectations and tried to watch it in the library. The picture was so dark though and the fluorescents so bright, it was difficult to make out oo much but splashes of green in alot of scenes.Why was green so prevalent in this movie? Like red in _American Beauty (_Symbolising the vivacity and essense of living life fully?) and _The Sixth Sense (_Meaning death)... I liked it. And I figure I need a little brain numbing courtesy of the great UQ institution after the nightmare that was ( the proposalCollapse ) I'm so not happy with this piece of 'work' as it kind of dictates a whole bunch of my immediate academic future. But I guess there's time to stress over not getting in later. I hate that I couldn't even make the stupid word limit. Almost as much as I hate feeling like a dick, and being made to feel like a dick for not being able to drive. Joshua came into work on Sunday too. With Gemma. When he knew I would be working. I was so incredibly proud of myself, I actually smiled and introduced myself to her. I thought I was going to be sick. It's the first time I've seen him face to face since that day. And that was four moths ago now. It's strange how slowly and quickly that went. I thought I would cry forever when he broke up with me. Emotions are so fleeting! So after Sunday I got all pissed off at the world (Joshua, again. Stupid how I can continue to let an almost complete stranger dictate my thoughts and emotions.) and wrote ( this.Collapse ) I was just so angry at him for when he tried to kill himself. Or maybe I was just mad at him because I'm allowed to be. Because it's easy. Because he hurt me (and my pride ;)). But then I got over myself and wrote ( thisCollapse ) because it was raining and I like the rain. It washes everything away (including bush fires)like my self absorption. I hope God is watching over me, over us all, today.