Meme!

Feb. 22nd, 2007 01:00 am
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Oh, also!  Comment, and I will:

1) Tell you why I friended you.
2) Associate you with a song/film.
3) Tell a random fact about you.
4) Tell a first memory about you.
5) Associate you with a character/pairing.
6) Ask something I've always wanted to know about you.
7) Show you my favourite user pic of yours.
8) In return, you must repost in your LJ.
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(I think this ended up reflecting the year pretty well!)

January:


I think maybe the best characters are not meant to have love interests.

February:

It is time to confess the terrible truth.

I am updating this because and only because it's Wednesday, I just had seven hours of classes, I am exhausted (so early in the semester!) and I cannot bring myself to look at my homework just yet. I'm going to have to tackle the small stuff first and then work my way up to literature and physics, I think, or else I will take a nap in despair. A despairing nap. Is that not the most pathetic phrase yet?

March:

The last twenty four hours have been absolutely fantastic, I'm in the best mood I can remember, and I need a hair cut. How else to sum my current state of being?

April:

Bozarth mansion is beautiful. We're surrounded by trees, and at night the stars show themselves in triple multitudes. There is a garden and low stone walls and high stone stairs and grass fields. For the record, playing frisbee at night is slightly dangerous.

May:

A snicket of tape is a trickilish thing.

June:

Keegan: "You should have seen me catch the dragonfly, though. I wasn't even wearing my glasses. I was like, 'Dragonfly... you're toast.' Ah... acetone. Special purpose thinner, cleaner, and remover--of life."

July:

Never accuse my mother of having fallen off a turnip truck.  Don't even suggest it.  Even if she provokes such a comment with a question like, "What, do you think your mother just fell off the turnip truck?"  Even if you have no idea what that means. 

August:

I pinned it down.  The argument against any anger at the "pretty people" bias, instances when the physically attractive get what they want with less effort, generally, than everyone else.

September: ***

It is the kind of weather to make you feel guilt for having to breathe, the air is so heavy. Every breath is extra-aware that there is a breath less oxygen left for everyone else.

October:

The primary reason for the last few weeks having been academically frustrating is my complete lack of econ classes in my schedule.  Knowledge of micro- and macro-economics has slowly been dissolving from my brain.  I cry myself to sleep, because I will soon be majoring in a subject about which I know nothing.

November:

Yeah. No nanoing this year. Waiting for my soul are the gaping jaws of two essays, two tests, a stats case study, an ambiguous group presentation, and the unending depths of "My Spare Time Should Go Here" Guilt of Mock Trial.

December:

My weekend is entirely mine. Nothing to work on, nothing to worry about, save for a bit of mandatory Christmas shopping because everyone needs to organize a seperate Secret Santa exchange and it looks churlish not to participate. I'll get this done tomorrow.


*** = year's best entry award winner

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