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| [ahra_manyn] Diary of ahra_manyn Updated/Posted: 2006-09-17 23:50:32 |
to die is landing on some silent shore,
where billow never beat, nor tempests roar...
(garth)
DAY 1.
it's hot. so so very hot. who invented summer? who invented clothes? it's like a sauna in here. water is not enough to cool things down, the fan can't take this much heat. my dear computer sighs and looks at me craving for a little breeze. i promised him that i would hook him up with a nice computeress, but she's on vacantion at the seaside. all i have is a glass of pineapple juice. but it may be not enough to carry me through the night...
DAY 4.
still hot. heat, a two day stroll in an old train across the country side, no sleep and about 12 coups of coffee will certainly produce themselves a nice excruciating headache.
DAY 5.
home is the nicest place in the world. baby computer was sad. let him on the net all night as a treat. don't wanna spoil him though.
DAY 11.
i'm happy. it rained. not much, but it seems that the sky looks better with a few white fluffy clouds here and there. no more suffocating heat. i even went dancing - five people in the whole club. including our dear friend the dj. and to top it all, i won a ticket to a concert on sunday.
DAY 13.
wrote a poem today. 13 by 13. i don't actually know the english terms for it and i'm too lazy to look for it now. it rained. heavily. i guess i was just happy about my first mp3 player ever, bought with money i earned from my engeneering carrier. souxsie rules.
DAY 16. concert tonight. can hardly wait. the sea, the sand and the sun tomorrow. can hardly wait also.
DAY 52. it's morning, it's autum, it's my second week at the research centre. work awaits... |
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