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The Novala Dude wrote:Prologue
How many seasons have ebbed by since your body vanished from this world? Even the strongest of sorrows fades with time, the pain turning to beautiful memories that lie within the depths of the heart, or so they say. Even so, unable to put you and our time together into the past, I still live through those short days I spent with you. I have managed to regain my footing a little from amidst the confusion. However my repentance has certainly not eased. To save you - in the end I was not able to do something so splendid. I do not possess a trace of the power needed to save someone. But there was something I had to do. I didn't mind if those actions were mistakenly viewed. I had to hold on to you, who searched for me, with my entire body and soul and not let go even for a moment.
I had realized somewhere along the line that the kind of love from a fantasy tale, childish you may even call it, is not forever. I shrewdly anticipated that the end would come before long. The two of us recklessly aimed for the kingdom at the far end of the ocean and began to swim. We continued swimming for how many days until our strength was finally drained. The kingdom we had aimed for never emerged. Despite all this you made as if to advance onward still. I had to chase after you. But before setting out I secretly fastened a long, long safety rope that had been tied to the beach around my body. The safety rope reached its limits and my body could not advance. I had to unwind it and keep pace with you as you struggled to continue swimming even though your body had reached its limits. Despite all this I did not let go of my safety rope. Finally you drowned before my eyes. I have to save you...but your body was already far away from mine. My hand that was holding the safety rope did not reach you. No one blamed me for not rescuing you as you drowned. There was no one to even curse me out for being the only one to attach a safety rope to myself. You probably knew though. That I was swimming in the ocean with my rope.
Now I think back on it. You must have known all too well. And you must have known that I would only swim out as far as the rope would stretch. Still you aimed for that kingdom and set out with me. You had said that you were very cowardly, hadn’t you. Certainly you may have been. But you faced off against your own cowardice and severed that chain. Perhaps you thought to fasten a safety rope too before you set out. But you did not. It’s not possible to reach that far off kingdom with one attached after all. You believed in its existence and summoned all your courage. Even while searching for that kingdom however, I did not believe in its existence. Perhaps it did exist. If I had only had the courage perhaps I could have found it. I lost you to my cowardice of adulthood.
You wouldn’t want me to repent though. Nor do I think it necessary to confess to you. Repentance is a means of coming to terms with the past. For me the days with you have not met their end, your death is not something that I have experienced. Even now the days with you are an extension of my day-to-day life. Your death does not fade. From now on I will forever embrace you and live on. You know, dear. More than those trepid days that I lived with you, now, I feel that you are close to me. I love you. I will not repent. But I cannot avoid feeling regret. Why did I let you die? If you were but alive, even for a fleeting moment split asunder, I would have been able to make things right. The width of the flowing river that lies between the living and the dead is certainly not wide. I can see your silhouette clearly standing on the opposite shore. Yet I cannot ford the river. Why is it that I did not notice a little sooner what it was that I should have held closest to me, what was the most irreplaceable, what I had to protect at all costs?
Twins – A Variety Store Named “The End of the World”
It was winter when you ended your life. Your mother was the one to tell me of your suicide during your stay at the hospital in the Oubaku district of Tokyo, under your terrible mental illness. I received the letter you had addressed to me from her as well. I didn’t go to see your remains, nor did I participate in your funeral. For I didn’t see the meaning in that kind of ritualistic behavior. Instead I read your letter over and over.
Thank you! I'm so happy with my alpaca! I can't believe it though, usually you think those things are such money wasters and look what I ended up getting XDMissUMana wrote:HURRAH!
And congratulations too!
*such a live report, ahahahah!*
I heard he shot the sheriff, but he did not shoot the deputy.faith wrote:I think he's out of jail now...
PureElegance wrote:If anyone feels like giving up on their dreams, DON'T! BELIEVE IN YOURSELF!
PureElegance wrote:If anyone feels like giving up on their dreams, DON'T! BELIEVE IN YOURSELF!
YAY! I hope you love your melon as I love my alpaca! I love the expression on its face. That's awesome though, usually it's when you go for another round while you're not really trying for it as much is when you get it, haha. I was expecting to just lose everything but I kept going.eMiNaTiC wrote:then one day i passed by while i was giving my brother a tour of the town (he flew in from germany) and decided to try it again
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I can believe in myself as much as I want to! Hmph.Fox wrote:*Knock knock* What's that sound in your room? What are you doing in there? You're not "believing in yourself" again are you? Singing songs??
YAY I'm so glad I'm even getting an interview because I wasn't sure if they'd even consider someone not in law school :B I've always wanted to get into something like this, Latin American and law related!"In any event, we are suitably impressed by your background and interest in working at [EMPLOYER NAME WITHHELD] this summer. Towards that end, we would like to speak with you."
flowersofnight wrote:I heard he shot the sheriff, but he did not shoot the deputy.faith wrote:I think he's out of jail now...
So did you find out who the "twins" are yet, even?
eMiNaTiC wrote:
in a series of fails, a local dentist in my area attempted to make themselves appear hip and cool by making a music video I'm not sure if they meant for the rapping dentist to look like Psy or if that's just how all asian rappers look ::kisaki:: (the funniest part is that they never mention that they are in Las Vegas - which you'd never guess from their name )
http://youtu.be/GVC6vyDlhPU
YOLO!!!!MissUMana wrote:@PE : you're obviously going through a lucky phase, so GO ALL OUT!!!
Perhaps you could find a Chinese name that combined white, cute, adorable?
Wait, they're not in Boston, MA? I was totally going to tell my sister to start going there.eMiNaTiC wrote:(the funniest part is that they never mention that they are in Las Vegas - which you'd never guess from their name )
I once had an uncomfortably long portion of the "It Takes Two" intro as mine XDPriss wrote:That being said, it's going to be my voicemail message. Yes, the entire song.
PureElegance wrote:I was annoyed at being given this long speech because it's not like I slack off
PureElegance wrote:My friend noticed it was the one time I was completely alert during an entire class though
eMiNaTiC wrote:in a series of fails, a local dentist in my area attempted to make themselves appear hip and cool by making a music video I'm not sure if they meant for the rapping dentist to look like Psy or if that's just how all asian rappers look ::kisaki:: (the funniest part is that they never mention that they are in Las Vegas - which you'd never guess from their name )
http://youtu.be/GVC6vyDlhPU
I just cracked up at that. I was surprised she noticed that though. She said that I was staring directly at him the entire time.flowers wrote:
The author just came out with a new book too:Paddington arrives as a stowaway coming from "Darkest Peru", sent by his Aunt Lucy (one of his only known relatives aside from an Uncle Pastuzo who gave Paddington his hat) who has gone to live in the Home for Retired Bears in Lima. He claims, "I came all the way in a lifeboat, and ate marmalade. Bears like marmalade." He tells them that no one can understand his Peruvian name, so the Browns decide to call him Paddington after the railway station in which he was found. Paddington's Peruvian name is ultimately revealed to be "Pastuso" (not to be confused with his "Uncle Pastuzo").
In Bond's wonderful new book, Paddington shows more South American pride than ever: he attempts to pay his bus fare with a Peruvian centavo, and gets into the Olympic spirit by running (under) hurdles for a "Hometown bear makes good!" documentary for his family and friends in Lima. So charming is Bond's take on Paddington's background that on finishing the book families might themselves be hungry for more than a marmalade sandwich. To wit: did Paddington really eat llama pâté when he lived in Peru? Just how good can the alfajor cookies that he remembers be? And – the most pressing question of all – do bears really come from Peru?
I'm feeling so lucky! Thanks for noticing that, haha.MissUMana wrote:@PE : you're obviously going through a lucky phase, so GO ALL OUT!!!
Some people told me they were embarrassed to email him about it (thinking it was just them and not the rest of the class) or thought it was their internet's fault and would've asked a friend the next day to just send it to them. But it turns out NONE of us had it when we asked each other XDCerceaux wrote:^ But did anyone try to email or contact the professor when they were unable to find the reading materials? He definitely overreacted (maybe he was just having a bad day for other reasons and took it out on you guys) but if he knew it was a problem beforehand he might not have been as mad as just showing up to find out that nobody had done the assignment.