To be fifteen is to have a combination of freedom and carelessness that you will never experience again; it is the life of the infant prodigy and the infant mind to experiment with everything, for anything to be impressive and novel. Never again will life be so easy, or such trivial brilliance so profound.
Here is the place where I am to ramble about life and love and languages. You'll probably encounter some quasi-anthropological ranting and a lot of wanderlust. I do try not to be too emo, and occasionally throw in things of worldly interest, so stop by and read if you have a few minutes. :)
Whom to Know
- Elindomiel
- I'm a university student who likes languages, literature, and having friends from all over the world.
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- Highwaymen
- Masks
- Vocabulary Resolution
- Taxi!
- Semester Grades
- Treading on Sacred Ground
- Schedule for Next Year
- Nasssty Ssstian.
- Research Paper
- Will you hold my hand for her?
- Just The Way We Are
- Activity Bus
- Ven Pon meeting tomorrow!
- Mixed Metaphores
- To Be Fifteen
- Female Leaders
- Spanish Exam
- Random Quote
- Football...
- How many Methenys...
- Skål!
- The Lake of the Ozarks (In Winter)
- Like a Viagra Thing?
- Snorkeling
- Starting Tomorrow
- D-Day Latin and German
- Spartacus
- Unnatural
- D-Day Biology
- Nothing is Certain
- Babysitting Tonight
- Hannibal: Enemy of Rome
- An Annoyance
- Postcard
- Sorry to All
- Borders
- New Years Resolutions
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