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Writer's Block: Seven
" Ah hell, I'm a fan of all seven. But right now I'm gonna have to say wrath."
Lust and sloth are also close contenders for me.
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first day anxiety
It's kinda like test anxiety. It involves nightmares and general restlessness. The nightmares started back in high school. I used to wake up about 3 hours before my alarm was set to go off and every 10-20 minutes after that because I forgot that I set it and thought I over-slept. The nightmares are usually about being late ( Read more... ) -
Rant!
I'm angry.
I'm angry the library closed at 5 the day before classes start when people have homework due tomorrow.
I'm angry we had unnecessary RA midyear training when I could've been doing homework or cleaning my room or something actually productive.
I'm angry I didn't get all of the availability for my desk workers in a timely fashion so I could ( Read more... ) -
Writer's Block: Been There, Done That
I have yet to have that day.
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Writer's Block: Left Behind
I think it would be cool to be mummified... but that process is supposed to be started before you die... hmm...
Fine, donate my useful organs and cremate the rest!
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Writer's Block: Spoilers Below the Cut
HP5. I got it and hadn't read it yet. My roomie picks it up flips to the last couple pages, puts it down and says " Sirius dies." I thought he was lying at first, I could've killed him.
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Writer's Block: Opposites Attract
Neil Patrick Harris.
Why why WHY is he gay?!?!? *cry*
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Writer's Block: Year of the Ox
Metal Rooster-1921 and 1981
These Roosters have really big egos and are forever seeking willing listeners who can help keep those egos inflated. Metal Roosters analyze everything. Their aggressive nature keeps some prospective friendships and relationships from developing.
I do not have a big ego. Anyone who says differently can go fuck themselves ( Read more... ) -
Huh...
I still have a lot of living to do.
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As I walk back from the bookstore...
...after purchasing my textbooks for next semester, the knot of trepidation forms in my throat and makes its slow decent toward the pit of my stomach. Senior I is here, and I've heard nothing good about it.