Stashing the link here for safekeeping, mainly.
I'm to do a presentation on James Joyce's short story Eveline in about two weeks. I hate presentations - or, more specifically, I'm scared to death of giving them. How the hell am I supposed to keep talking for 25 minutes? Will probably feel like being swallowed up would be the best thing to ever happen, afterwards.
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Ah, and tonight there's the deadline of our first Writing Skills assignment. 900 words on Is Finland a real or imagined nation? Joy. I'll be desperately clacking away at the keyboard, biting my nails and tugging at my hair. And picking at my lips. Geh.
I've posted flyers about my earrings on the uni notice boards. Hopefully they will attract at least someone's attention - and interest - so that I could get stuff sold...
Lingonberry muffins.
I has them.
Wonder what they taste like... the dough was quite yummy.
edit: Succeeded well! :D
Aside from the minor charring on the bottom. Kept them in the oven a tad too long. Ah well, it doesn't really matter. You have to peel a bit of muffin cup off it, but it's worth it.
Today I phoned someone about being an art model at Oulu-opisto (the adult education centre). An art model. Which would also include posing in the nude. Meep.
Apparently the regular post is already taken, but I'm on reserve now - they'll call me when need be. I'd get something like 11€/hour. Which is quite... woah.
Bwaaah.
And then tomorrow there's the choir tryouts. Probably going to do "Song for Ireland". That, or "The Sound of Silence".
Seems like the universe is determined to keep me off balance.
I'll post a proper update one of these days eventually, I swear. For now, though, I'll just be curling up in my bed to sleep the confusion away. Yeah.
Saw an ad about an oldish cat in need of a home at the uni today.
I ache to give her one. :/
New earrings at Lin's Jewellery, should anyone be interested. :3
Going home this weekend. <3
Right. So The Holiday won't play on the lappy.
Ten seconds into that copyright drivel the program just pauses by itself. Except it's not really on pause, and it doesn't stop, and it's not really frozen either. It just... doesn't play further.
I is not amused. Let's see how the other DVDs do...
I don't know who of you has Blessings of the muse on watch, so.
One story written: Edges
After eating something: Go to bed.
Tomorrow: Write write write WRIIIIIITE. Seriously, I have...
1. two Harry/Draco one-shots
2. a Harry/Severus one-shot
3. Rivers in Egypt
4. assorted poems
5. assorted snippets and vignettes for WritersCo
6. a short story for a competition
... to work on. At least. Some of these need to be done by Monday night.
Oh, and then I need to colour a drawing. But that's not urgent, because who knows when I'll get my hands on a scanner.
Who says I take on too much and then procrastinate to make it even worse? <_<
Oh, yeah, that's actually me. Admitting my laziness. *cough*
I am now officially a resident of Oulu.
How... peculiar.
Flatmate's here. o_o
The one I hadn't met yet, that is. Sini, I think.
Eeeep.
New poem, in the works since the beginning of the month. Written for the next Herald's 'Zodiac' theme, though it might be stretching it a bit.
Scorpio
Does this heart have
whatever valour it takes?
to follow the scorpion's tail
in another end of the universe
chasing some unknown fate
Minds like yours, rife with
such ancient wisdom could
read our fortunes in the stars
in indecipherable shapes--
but their only true offer is
fleeting illusions of clarity
So did those stars ever
reveal our destinies?
with all this misfortune
and endless strife
staining our hands red and black
perhaps we are better to stay lost
This is disturbing. I accidentally signed a piece as 'Calann' instead of 'Linderel' here... and it's been three years since the name change. The heck?
Having three prominent Internet identities is so confusing. :P
Found this among the things I downloaded from Hotaru. Fairly old, but as internal dialogue goes, that's always pretty much been the shape of it.
"Raise your head, child, and look at the world."
"No! It's too dark in there. I'll drown."
"What are you afraid of, little one?"
"Myself. And of living. I'm afraid of...being unwanted."
I'm starting to miss people now. :/
These past couple of days I've had things to do, but now most of the unpacking is done and I'm tired and my room is cold and I really, really feel the need for some tangible human contact with my friends.