[Linderel]'s diary
Word of the Day for July 10th, 2010
implicit
1. implied, rather than expressly stated: implicit agreement.
2. unquestioning or unreserved; absolute: implicit trust; implicit obedience; implicit confidence.
3. potentially contained (usually fol. by in ): to bring out the drama implicit in the occasion.
4. Mathematics. (of a function) having the dependent variable not explicitly expressed in terms of the independent variables, as x² + y² = 1. Compare explicit (def. 5).
5. Obsolete. entangled.
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I just realised that I have a crapton of images I could submit as reference. Ho, boy. *starts gathering*
And she returneth again.
Word of the Day for July 9th, 2010
dubious
1. doubtful; marked by or occasioning doubt: a dubious reply.
2. of doubtful quality or propriety; questionable: a dubious compliment; a dubious transaction.
3. of uncertain outcome: in dubious battle.
4. wavering or hesitating in opinion; inclined to doubt.
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Helsinki Pride 2010 is, for me, now over. I only attended the opening on Monday, a picnic on Wednesday and today's parade, but it was awesome. I spent pretty much all of today with Miss Curls, which makes Lami a happy kitten. Not so happy is the sunburn and stuffs, but I'll live.
Why must relationships be so difficult?
Don't answer that. I know why. Nyaaaaaargh. People. *sigh* Carry on, nothing to see here, I'll just be over there in that corner tugging my hair out.
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There are three so far.
Halp halp, should I offer the photo currently in my art slot as a print on RedBubble?
I'll probably do this challenge on deviantArt. Might post the letters here as well.
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Write a letter a day.
day 1 — your best friend
day 2 — your crush
day 3 — your parents
day 4 — your sibling (or closest relative)
day 5 — your dreams
day 6 — a stranger
day 7 — your ex-boyfriend/g
day 8 — your favorite internet friend
day 9 — someone you wish you could meet
day 10 — someone you don’t talk to as much as you’d like to
day 11 — a deceased person you wish you could talk to
day 12 — the person you hate most/caused you a lot of pain
day 13 — someone you wish could forgive you
day 14 — someone you’ve drifted away from
day 15 — the person you miss the most
day 16 — someone that’s not in your state/country
day 17 — someone from your childhood
day 18 — the person that you wish you could be
day 19 — someone that pesters your mind—good or bad
day 20 — the one that broke your heart the hardest
day 21 — someone you judged by their first impression
day 22 — someone you want to give a second chance to
day 23 — the last person you kissed
day 24 — the person that gave you your favorite memory
day 25 — the person you know that is going through the worst of times
day 26 — the last person you made a pinky promise to
day 27 — the friendliest person you knew for only one day
day 28 — someone that changed your life
day 29 — the person that you want to tell everything to, but too afraid to
day 30 — your reflection in the mirror
She came out (of the closet) to her parents. She apparently intends to return to uni in the autumn. And she says she's trying to quit smoking.
But I can't have too much hope. Not while I'm still not fully sure of my own feelings. And not while I know what I do about her current stance on relationships.
Decided to make a wiki for pictures and explanations of the lamitattoos.
Linderel's 365. :)
Written about Saturday 2010-06-12
Written: (5230 days ago)
I find myself listless, bored and rather too numb for comfort. Hmm.
Those of you who read Neal Stephenson's books might well enjoy this link.
http://redshir
Everything is so simple when it's just you and the night and the music. I wish it could stay that way.
Written about Tuesday 2010-05-11
Written: (5262 days ago)
Okay, I've calmed down now :D
And it's not such a bad thing, really. People move on, and we are not exempt from this. Our friendship won't be quite the same, but that doesn't mean it has to be somehow lesser than before. I hope the new girl is better suited for him than I was. I hope it works out between them. Who knows, maybe I can even make friends with her.
I guess that would be weird. But you know what? I don't care. I love him, and if he's going to be with someone, I want to know her, and support them both as much as I can. And slap either one of 'em around, should that prove necessary.
Well, of course they should be open to this line of thinking for it to be possible, but we're all adults. There shouldn't be a problem. I'll just smother that "jealous ex" part of myself and pose no danger for them. Yay.
It'll be alright.
I've had my suspicions for awhile now, but they have just been confirmed. Jukka has a new girlfriend.
I'm... I... No matter who I'm interested in now I still loved... love... him. Even though I was the one who made the decision that we can never be a couple. I still love him in a way, and am very attached to him. And as long as both of us were not in a relationship, there was an easy affection there that I'm really going to miss. Naturally, now that he managed to break his track record and actually catch a girl, there are going to be some serious limitations on the displays of that affection. And I... fuck. And of course, the prick that he is, he never said outright that he is with someone. Which, y'know, would've been nice because our relationship hasn't exactly been conventional, post break-up. But now that it's all out in the clear I've wished him luck and all that jazz.
One of these days, I'm actually going to mean it.
It's been something like two and a half years since we broke up, but I'd still wondered sometimes whether he wasn't the love of my life. I know we're ultimately incompatible but, gods, I loved the man. And this... this just made a tiny little crack in my heart and it's probably going to take me a while to figure this out and I'm not really sure how I'm going to hold up at his birthday party next week. But it'll work out.
At the moment I'm just trying not to cry anymore.
Dese dings be for sale.
Just finished my term paper for the spring term part of Introduction to Literature in English. Wrote it all today, and it's probably crap, but at least it's done. It's on Thomas Hardy's "The Darkling Thrush". Lovely poem. Yous should read it.
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