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I have retrieved my long-lost love: Chrono Trigger, now on Nintendo DS. I get goose bumps just by looking at it. If you don’t like this RPG, I don’t like you ;(.
My coming weeks will be filled with a lot of reading, since we are going to have literary seminars on one or two books at least thrice a week. And when I say books, I mean actual classics and modern novels. Jane Eyre is real pain. Charlotte Brontë describes a painful life of a girl growing up into a woman, striving to find her true second half. Why read this? I know, women had a hard time back in the days, but it’s history. I’m fed up with these feministic whines. Aren’t we ashamed enough to use allocation of quotas to get ourselves a “masculine” job? Well, reading is pain, too. But there are a couple of good books in the reading list. The Golden Compass, Let the Right One in, and The Solitaire Mystery are some examples of really good novels. I strongly advise you to read them :).
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I missed my exam :(! I woke up too late because someone turned off the alarm clock, noooo!!! It’s the first time in my life that I’ve slept from my exam. Which makes me kind of hate myself. Friday the 13th must be my bad luck day.
Due to sickness and troubles with my circadian rhythm, I haven’t been able to do things that I’m supposed to do. In other words, I’ve been slacking off a lot lately. Letting the days pass by without further progress, without having anything positive or favourable done. And now when I’m sick to my bones, things get difficult to handle. Need some people to cross their fingers for me, since I’m in no condition of taking care of all the things that are coming up. I guess that most people get into situations such as mine on a daily basis, but I’m used to having most of my days planned and controlled. I need discipline and daily routines. I can’t slack off like this anymore. I don’t like slacking off.
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This weekend I’ve been hanging out with some friends from church and summercamp, and I really enjoyed that. We should hang out more.
I have just realised some things:
My mother loves my sister more than she loves me. My sister is bright, humble and good. She never boasts, she never lets you down, she never gets into fights; she is a lovely child. Mother gave her the name 恩, which in my mother’s context means gratitude. She is grateful to have my sister. My sister has almost everything that I wanted when I was her age. Mother is strict but fair, but still she can’t love her children equally. I thought that parents were the most equitable people on this planet (at least to their children), but no. It is impossible to love equally. Love is unfair. Love is heavy. Love is tiresome. Love is difficult to handle. Still, love is wonderful. I will never envy my sister, because I too am grateful to have her in my life. Besides, it’s great fun to tease her.
To be continued.
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I’ll jump off my tree and squash you if you try. I’m big and fat and you have no chance for survival.
And it took me 12 minutes.
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Behold, the newest, most disgusting and ugliest trendy accessory on the streets… *drumrolls* the fur hat!
I’m not very fond of raccoons, but I do feel sorry for this little fellow. Look at it, it looks like it’s sleeping. Who wants to have skinned animals on his or her head? Obviously only cold-hearted people or fashion slaves.
I’m sure that most trendy and beautifully skinny ribs-showing fashion slaves will get cold feet and curse me by now, but I don’t care. It doesn’t matter if you are wearing fake or real fur hats, they are both environmental enemies, or, to be exact, the fake ones would be environmental enemies, while the real would only be cruel animal murder. Real fur is, of course, made of furry animals such as bunnies, ermines, minks, foxes, and, as the picture shows, raccoons. Some American factories go as far as using fur farming and breeding to make their living. A real fur coat costs an arm and a leg. Artificial “fake” fur, on the other hand, is made of many extremely dangerous components to make it look like real fur. Of course, all components are most dangerous to the environment because they were chemically manufactured. One spark, and the hat will be like bonfires on Walpurgis night. Beautiful sight, eh? But while it burns, all chemicals will be embraced by the environment and the breathing air, and all will be polluted. Just the way you want it, right, fur lovers? It doesn’t matter how many times you say “Oh, I didn’t know fake fur was environmental unfriendly, I thought that it would be less cruel to buy fake fur”, it’s a matter of insight.
- Why wear fur at all? Whether it is real or fake, you have nothing to gain from wearing one of those.
- If you yearn for a fur hat because it’s “in”, why don’t you check them up before you buy one? Then you’ll be excused from all sense of guilt.
- Most of you may think that it is a freedom to choose whatever you want to wear. I beg to differ. A guy or girl wearing a chicken costume would probably be dragged from the streets by police officers for offensive conduct.
So, fashion slaves and fur lovers, time to reconsider? Your “Oh no, it’s too late, I already bought one, better wear it” will not be accepted. Hand in your hat and/or coat and/or waistcoat to some environmental committee so they can dispose them. “Fur real.”
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Once again, I had a bad dream. I passionately kissed an unknown girl. I don’t quite enjoy having dreams like these. I’ve been told that dreams are things that the brain processes and revises. My biggest trouble is, however, not what the messages or meanings in the dreamsare. In fact, it is extremely difficult to understand what important issues there are in processing and revising illusive dreams such as seeing someone do things that make me unhappy, kissing a girl and something as terrible as rape.
By the way, it’s time for my next everlasting exam period.
o: – Good luck!
x: – Thank you.
