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I saw the Ring... It was much crapper than the Japanese version. And everyone except the father was prettier in the Japanese one too. The American father was quite pretty. Anyway... fic

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posted SE9 to sugarquill, found reviews I hadn't realised were there but just feel so... lethargic, and have to sort out a Fortran program for class and have to do some serious preparatory work on my talk on planets that is now sounding like such a bad idea and tomorrow have to get pile of notes and two question sheets which are due on Tuesday and probably ought to sleep but don't feel like it and think may be feeling effects of being of cipramil though it's probably more psychosomatic than anything else and then will be on Efexor and will be able to sit in tuts and say "sorry, side-effects, can't concentrate, feel nauseous/sleepy/twitchy/whatever-the-fuck-and-even-if-I-don't-will-tell-tutor-I-do-because-yes-I-want-them-to-think-I'm-mental-and...

eee.

much hate.

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I remember the white roses -
once in a while - not often.
I was eight or so - no more -
when father cut them down.
Diseased, he told me later,
when I asked as a woman.
I ran past them in summer,
past the insects they attracted.
They were a bridal arch
before the shabby back gate.
I passed through it, unthinking,
every day after school,
preparing to tell mother
the highs and lows of my day.

I cupped the fallen petals in my hand
and breathed in their perfume.

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she's just reading, and reading, and none of it matters...

I might get some writing done but there's no way I'll do any work...

I was supposed to do well this semester, you know. supposed to make up for my miserable marks last time around. I guess it isn't going to happen.

fuck it, kbk, just leave it. create and create and create and maybe you'll make something almost good so you don't feel like quite such a useless bitch. if you're lucky.