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Kaelyn
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Country: Canada
State: Yukon
Birthday: 6/9/1986
Gender: Female
Interests: Stories, words, poetry, prose, languages, theories of media, art, astrology, love, intensity, inspiration, exploration, travel and adventure.
Expertise: Infiltration of minds. It's fun, and scary.
Occupation: Student
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Member Since:
12/28/2001
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| So where have I been since December? Oh, mostly mired deep in the grey woods of my mind, as it were. Groping through the mists with my characteristic lack of any sense of direction. My room is a snapshot of blurring chaos right now, as I have 5 days in which to pack, and I don't mind the interim mess at all. It makes it feel like something is actually happening. Soon I shall be returning to the north, back to the land that somehow worked its way into my bones while I was just going about the regular business of growing up. There's no getting rid of it now. And if all, or even most, goes according to plan, it will be a very interesting summer.
-Svea
PS. Various bits and pieces of output can be found at http://korellyn.deviantart.com/
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| The following sentence showed up in my journal this afternoon:
You cannot hope to transcend that which you do not know intimately.
I’m not entirely certain what I think of it, except that it may merit future pondering.
Thoughts? | | |
| Hey. Just so you all know, I am now much better than I have been recently, because the semester is over and Christmas is over and I've got a bit of time to rest. I spent Christmas depressed and alone, which as far as I'm concerned is a considerable step up from spending it depressed and around a bunch of happy people, and having to try and pretend to be happy. So this is progress. For now I've just been reading and writing and drawing (and getting over a nasty cold), and while I've been better, I've also been much much worse.
The other day I looked at the costs for the grad program I want. They're substantial. If I get my shit together and get extremely high marks (as opposed to fairly high marks) for the rest of my undergrad, I can probably get somebody else to pay for a big chunk of it. I'm only taking four classes this semester, and most of them are interesting, so I know if I put in the work I am capable of getting A's in all of them.
*le sigh* Hey, it beats having a job while trying to get a my master's. And it might be just the sort of motivation I need kicking me in the ass when I'm procrastinating. | | |
| This is very odd, but after months of social isolation, I am suddenly meeting interesting people left right & center out of absolutely nowhere. Not in any romantic sense, but in the sense that I may have people to actually talk with about the things I spend so much time thinking abount. That would be lovely.
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| And now I'm right fucked.
I was doing pretty good til about 1pm this afternoon. Got up early, got through 4 and a half chapters by that time, and then I decided to take a nap. Bad call. It's now 8pm and I have 2.5 more chapters to get through, plus probably a good couple more hours of English review before I can allow myself to sleep.
The worst part is that I don't even feel any more rested.
I guess the good part is that now I've got the pressure I need to actually get shit done. I'm sure I'll be quite productive tonight and tomorrow morning. It will just be highly unpleasant, as always. | | |
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