Oh, it looks sunny outside. Damn. Well whatever.
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But I do hope it'd start raining soon.
Oh I know, most people don't like rain, especially if it's like holidaytime and [mid]summer and everything. But yeah!!! I like rain! Because when it's raining (I feel like I've said this before too, hm-hm.) you don't have to go outside.
Oh - it's all slavery! Not really.
I... and I lost the thought. I'm feeling a little funny.
That sort of anxious. And for nothing.
Oh, I have nothing more to say- no, yes, I do!
So I've been reading alot again. LotR. Um, I got to the part where Sam and Frodo are entering Shelob's um, tunnel. Cave. What does lair mean? Anyway, there were some über cute parts before that, at first when Sam was cooking those rabbits and then when they were climbing the stairs and um, read the chapters 'Of herbs and stewed rabbit' (if i remember correctly, chapter VI) and 'The stairs of Cirith Ungol'(chapter VIII) - so yeah.
You know - no you probably don't, lucky you - it's hard to read stuff like that when you've been a slasher for your whole life past, um, three-four years - My god has it been that long, that's impossible - Three years I'd say, about. That's long. Long-long, you know, for someone as youngish as me. So the point was that it's difficult to read that sort of literature and then not to take it - ah I'm not getting anywhere here.
If you want something to prove this difficulty, I suggest you look at my posts during last year's summer holiday. It was, - oh I'll go and chaeck it. - Yeah, bless wikipedia - Sixteenth of July, I posted around nione-ten o'clock in the evening, and um, *smile* I wrote something, If you want to know what, go and see it - um, something, something that pops into my mind every now and then when reading/watching TV/movies. You probably will find it, it's not a long post. And, um. For once my thoughts proved right. Heh.
And that's all. No , it's not. Yes, it is. Oh don't you try to blah me. Because [the sky is blue, it makes me cry] - Hey! That fits! To the wish-there-was-rain -theme!
Oh, - no, I cna't think of anything more to write. Farewell, my darlings. |