[neym-lis]-–adjective. having no name; left unnamed: a certain person who shall be nameless; incapable of being specified or described: a nameless charm; secret, undisclosed, ineffable.
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Showing posts with label Disappointment. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Disappointment. Show all posts
Thursday, December 9, 2010
Saying Nothing
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Disappointment,
in the midst of my insomnia,
Just Thinking...,
nameless,
Reflection,
saying nothing,
Sincere
Sunday, November 28, 2010
Post Story Depression
I think I have a severe case of Post Story Depression.
Whenever I finish a story, I find myself getting seriously disappointed, bored, and overall dissatisfied with myself.
Whenever I finish a story, I find myself getting seriously disappointed, bored, and overall dissatisfied with myself.
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Disappointment,
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Just Thinking...,
nameless,
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Post Story Depression,
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stories,
Upset
Wednesday, November 24, 2010
uhm. what? double rainbows? not really.
I'm currently supposed to be working on college apps. But I never seem to be able to think of anything relevant unless it's due in 5 minutes.
....and it's not due in 5 minutes. So.
I haven't written anything for a while. I just feel like I don't really have anything to say. Actually, I do have things to say. I'm just being super lazy. It's hibernation season. All this winter and snow makes me feel extra slow.
But after listening to the same song on repeat 42 (43 now...) times, I've decided I really should write something. Even if it's not for college apps. So I'm just going to write a random story, regardless of how terribly it turns out. It's half stream of consciousness, since I'm just going to write it as random ideas pop into my head. Okay?
Even if you're not okay with it, too bad. I really need to get writing. And I feel sort of snobby right now. Sorry.
....and it's not due in 5 minutes. So.
I haven't written anything for a while. I just feel like I don't really have anything to say. Actually, I do have things to say. I'm just being super lazy. It's hibernation season. All this winter and snow makes me feel extra slow.
But after listening to the same song on repeat 42 (43 now...) times, I've decided I really should write something. Even if it's not for college apps. So I'm just going to write a random story, regardless of how terribly it turns out. It's half stream of consciousness, since I'm just going to write it as random ideas pop into my head. Okay?
Even if you're not okay with it, too bad. I really need to get writing. And I feel sort of snobby right now. Sorry.
Labels:
childhood,
Disappointment,
dreams,
Imagination,
in the midst of my insomnia,
Just Thinking...,
nameless,
procrastination sensation,
random,
Ridiculous,
TrueLove,
unicorn,
weird,
Writing
Wednesday, November 17, 2010
rust, anyone?
Rust makes me think of being disappointed. It's like a shiny nail that's turned all brown and is falling apart gradually (chemistry students, unite!). It's like you expect a beautiful carmine sort of flower, and once it blooms you find out it's been half chewed by aphids and whatnot and is in the process of decaying. It's like picking out an awesome apple at QFC (people don't seem to pick apples off of trees nowadays...) and turning it over to see an ugly, ugly bruise. Rust is upsetting.
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appreciation,
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Disappointment,
effort,
in the midst of my insomnia,
Just Thinking...,
nameless,
Reflection,
rust,
Upset,
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worries,
Writing,
WTF
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