(TarAldarion) just a bit shocked that my roommate is pregnant ( Read more... )

Advanced Global Personality Test Results
Extraversion |||||||||||||| 53% Stability |||||||||| 40% Orderliness |||||||||||| 43% Accommodation |||||||||| 36% Interdependence |||||||||||||| 56% Intellectual |||||||||||| 43% Mystical |||||| 23% Artistic |||||||||||| 50% Religious || 10% Hedonism |||||||||| 36% Materialism || ( Read more... )

I daresay i have made my return to playing the piano, once again. I have finally realised that I haven't lost the ability to play the hand-over-hand jackhammer portion of the Rhapsody in Blue, and that impressed me a lot. Some things, you never forget. But your hands will get stiff, though. It saddens me to be constantly reminded that my hands will ( Read more... )

'In matters of state, he who has the power often has the right, and he who is weak can only with difficulty keep from being wrong in the opinion of the majority of the world.' a truer word was never said. Cardinal Richelieu.

Driving is poetry in motion, believe you me. It is the merging of man and machine into a harmonious whole, integrated into a mindless symphony of instinct and speed. Having tried five times, failed, and succeeded on the sixth, it must be forgiven me that I now wax lyrical about the experience of driving, which has finally become all that much ( Read more... )

Just got back from my first week in 3 Signal Battalion. It was NOT nice. So far all we've done is slack in bunk, get pumped and punished for all sorts of infringements in an unpleasant, way, and been used as a mover of heavy items. Essentially, because we haven't begun Unit Induction Program (which is just a nice name for the way freshmen get ( Read more... )

Just went to watch 'Dont Drink the Water' yesterday, HCJC's annual college production. Also a return of me to the social razzmatazz of the big wachong fahmely, though I doubted it'd be much of one. Wallflower again ( Read more... )

I don't know why; I felt this terrible wave of sadness last week while watching a drowning insect in its death throes after one of my platoonmates shifted it into a rainpuddle. We were waiting for lessons, and I was sitting there, unable to pull my eyes away from the pitiful, helpless insect, one wing torn off where it had been caught under my ( Read more... )

I woke this morning with the sensation of her warm lips pressed to my cheeks. Then I opened my eyes, looked around, and there was nothing there. Emptiness ( Read more... )

I don't know why, but I found myself logging into that dedicated yahoo account I used solely for me and Kerr to talk together in those ecstatic days when I didn't have a handphone. It has been a long time since I felt the emptiness I had within me that 26th, when she sent me that thunderbolt message from out of the blue. I thought it had faded; I ( Read more... )