( the funny thing is, I actually CAN turn sound into social awkwardness. )

Today is the kind of day that deserves sitting in a cafe, sipping coffee and working on something academic, leisurly being scholarly. Unfortunatly, instead of doing that I promenaded through freezing drizzle, so that when I finally got to school the mother at the desk didn't bother to ask why I was late; I'm sure I looked more than sick enough to ( Read more... )

I'm so almost proud of myself. I've done most of my homework, except for usap which isn't due until Tuesday. ANd writing a thesis for English which shouldn't take too long. Oh yeah and there's the math worksheet due on wednesday that I haven't started. And a physics test on Wednesday. And a math test on Thursday. And squeeze a couple of trips to ( Read more... )

red sparkly yarn wound in with the blue

guess I'll see how it turns out.

"Academic Medicine is like Kindergarten."
-my father

My grandparents are selling their house. That's very sad because it means they're getting old and fragile and their house is lovely. I did some looking around at www.dn.se and found the listing for it, yes my grandparents' house is proudly displayed on the interweb.

( 134 Tenorgrand, Stockholm Sweden )

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So in Spanish we watched this video of a guy giving a concert on finger cymbals made out of wood, "castanuelas". He played them to a classical song, and it sounded absolutely wretched. He was really intense about it, with facial expressions and flourishes. He talked about how he was trying to make castanuelas a concert instrument. o m g. Realize ( Read more... )

( Because if everyone else jumped off a bridge, I'd do it too. )

I am forced to make the best of the internet as I am not currently able to access the library. Fuck. I just hope that the sources I find actually exist.