muse; time is running out

November 15, 2009
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bury it
I won’t let you bury it
I won’t let you smother it
I won’t let you murder it
our time is running out
our time is running out
you can’t push it underground
you can’t stop it screaming out

Stephenie Meyer has somewhat tainted Muse for me for some obvious reasons (hint: I detest Twilight with every fiber of my being [...]

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monday morning, breakfast [original fiction]

November 15, 2009

Sarah sips her ice mocha, wishing that the caffeine would course through her system quicker. Her Econ class is in fifteen minutes and god help her, she needs to be awake and articulate at 8: 15 in the morning because half her grade is based on fucking participation.
Eva makes a small sound of surprise across [...]

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and then the courseload

November 15, 2009

1. Why do  I always leave things to the very last minute? Geology poster project, I’m looking at you. You were not nearly this intimidating last night. (… That’s what she said.)
2. One of these days, I will have a dream that does not involve academia.
I don’t know if there’s something in the water or [...]

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saturday night at the mawr

November 15, 2009
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I ended up having to retake my 2nd Chinese midterm. Sadface. At least it’s over with (for real this time) and I got confirmation from my Chinese professor that she received it.
Take that, Blackhole Underneath my Professor’s Office Door!
Doodled over my planner in lieu of getting my poster done for Geology (I have several sources! [...]

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