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Weekend Update
So my plan for the weekend:
Study for my Econ and Arabic midterms (Highest priority)
Finish/Catch up/get ahead on my Islamic Law reading (High Priority)
Start my Theory of Religion Reading
Finish History of War reading
Salsa dancing saturday night
See George Sunday afternoon
Play Urban Capture the Flag Sunday night
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Risky Business
I slid down the display case, eyes getting wider as I took in each new possibility. But in the end, there could only be one. Tossing a furative glance over my shoulder at South Station's demanding train schedule, I decided this was no time for hesitation ( Read more... ) -
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Happy and depressed. Busy and bored. Supported and lonely ( Read more... ) -
Six.
Can it ever be, will it ever be, was it ever more than a personal experience? Folly to assume that my own personal grief over this incident would be swept away by the passing of a mere 6 years, but I took the bate and woke up this morning to go about my day, like any other, just as I did six years ago. With that time between the me of then and the ( Read more... ) -
"The Magisterium seeks to control every world, and every universe. Nothing will stop them from
trying to take over. Nothing, but you ( Read more... ) -
Under my Thumb
Settling into school is taking a little longer than expected. Not only are my courses a little more work intensive than I thought they'd be (except for Arabic, I wonder why ;) ) but there's been a lot of study abroad paper work to run around for. All I have to do now is get the hypothetical Arabic and Econ classes approved, and I should be all set ( Read more... ) -
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To Boston I go. And the idea makes me feel ill. -
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High on Life
Here I go gushing again about life and the characters I meet in it ( Read more... ) -
Step 2 to Growing Up
I always hated change. Even the good kind of change where you got to move on to the next grade and pick out all new classes and smell the new smell of textbooks. Why? Because it mean there were people and things I was leaving behind, running the risk of not seeing them again ( Read more... )