[Linderel]'s diary
[Nioniel] gave me the word "obfuscate". Here's the result.
obfuscate
Line breaks: ob|fus|cate
Pronunciation: /ˈɒbfʌskeɪt/
verb [with object]
1. Make obscure, unclear, or unintelligible
1.1. Bewilder (someone): the new rule is more likely to obfuscate people than enlighten them
Origin late Middle English: from late Latin obfuscat- 'darkened', from the verb obfuscare, based on Latin fuscus 'dark'.
"Obfuscator, obfuscate, make my brain as flat as a cake," muttered the new girl, tapping her sparkly pen against the page. Her book was most definitely not open to the chapter on European colonialism. Janet shifted on her chair, attempting to stretch her legs while looking at the movement of the new girl's fingers. What was her name? Helen— no, Ellen? Worth a try.
"Ellen," she hissed. No reaction. "Ellen!" she tried again, this time reaching over the gap between their desks just enough to poke the neon-green-cla
"It's Lena, you twit," the girl hissed back. Then she shushed Janet and pointedly turned her attention to Ms Ramsworth.
Lena. Right. Janet glanced at her watch, shrugged, and tuned in.
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"Hey! Lena!" A girl's voice pierced through the instrumental solo currently blaring from her headphones. She simultaneously lifted an ear pad and an eyebrow, sweeping a glance over the person currently encroaching on her personal bubble. Her gaze paused briefly at the unicorn pendant dangling just above neckline, then at the lip piercing, before she flicked it up to deep yellow eyes.
Lena blinked, quirking a smile. "Nice contacts...twi
"Yeah. So what was that word you used just now? In class I mean."
A faint scent of peppermint drifted to Lena's nostrils, and she absently rubbed at the bridge of her nose. Then she grinned. "From what I can tell so far, it's Ms Ramsworth's favourite pastime." Janet blinked at her, and she sighed. "To obfuscate means to deliberately make something confusing."
She pushed off the table and read the direction signs hanging from the ceiling, then plucked a long red hair off her sleeve. Before she let it fall to the floor, she grasped Janet's chin with the fingers of her free hand and planted a lipstick print right at the corner of the girl's mouth.
"See you tomorrow, twit," she said.
"Later, Ellen," said Janet, pulling her hair back into a ponytail.
To facilitate my attempt to return to writing (semi-)regularly again, it's time for a PROMPT CALL~
Gimmeh words, please. :)
*takes a deep breath*
eeeeeeeeep.
*submits to Daily Poem for the first time in nine years*
OH MY GOD xD
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Written about Sunday 2014-08-03
Written: (3768 days ago)
I'm baaaaaack and have 500+ photos to sort through and also books to read for an exam next Saturday and just lots of stuff to do in general but Elftown will always be open in a tab so wheeee. Um. Hi.
Always seem to be a little bit off the day after travelling. Well, more off than usual, that is.
Off to Paris in the morning. :3
Written about Thursday 2014-07-17
Written: (3785 days ago)
Hi there.
I'm sort of back, but not really. Due to reasons, I have retired from the council (for now); however, I'm still open to help out wherever I can. My presence here will continue to be sporadic. For the next couple of weeks I'm going to play catch-up between reading novels for a lit exam, writing an essay on functional grammar, playing Path of Exile, cleaning my room here in Helsinki, and just life in general.
Oh, also, going to Paris in a week and a half.
I'll try not to disappear for months on end again.
I suddenly realised that my 10-year Elftown anniversary went by a couple of months ago. Huh. So time flies. :P
Written about Thursday 2013-04-04
Written: (4254 days ago)
Day one on sertraline. Slight nausea coming and going pretty consistently. Can't wait for the other probable side effects. <_<
Written about Tuesday 2013-03-26
Written: (4263 days ago)
Random member zapping just have me my own house. Heh.
So, uh... Let me tell you a bit about what is going on in the English Philology department (which is no longer a department; they did away with those in the Faculty of Humanities back in 2008 before I even started there) here in Oulu. Last academic year, Professor Anthony Johnson jumped ship and spirited himself away to Åbo Akademi, the Swedish-speaki
In the autumn, two people applied for the role of Professor. Lisa-Lena, the then-Head of English Philology earned the spot but continued to be absent a lot. That's okay, as Professor she wouldn't need to be around quite so much, right? The other person, Elise, subsequently picked up the duties of Head. All's well and good!
...except not.
This morning, Head informs the students via e-mail that the Professor has passed away. The grapevine tells me it was most likely cancer. So this leaves us sans Professor for the second time within a year and skeptical of how long it will be before this ship sinks at last. It's been leaking for a long while.
Exciting times!
Finished rewatching North & South. Aaaaaagh. *insert keysmash* Lovely thing of loveliness!
