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Iapos;m getting my wisdom teeth extracted. Finally.

Iapos;ve been living with this pain off and on for a year. Why now? The opportunity finally has come for me to be available. Not to mention, certain ex-douchebags arenapos;t around anymore... Nor are trying to borrow money off of me. But I finally have enough time to take off of work. I only took two days of work off. Well, when you think about it... Itapos;s really only one day. In all honestly Iapos;m scared bbs. I have the lowest threshold for pain. I mean, I even care out loud when those SOBapos;s are bothering me in the middle of the night. I canapos;t hold off on this anymore. After this, Iapos;m going to start saving my money for more important things I shouldapos;ve thought off while someone wasted three years of my precious life. I donapos;t think my boss was all that happy that I took time off. They need to get their heads out of their asses. Peopleapos;s personal lives are sometimes more important than your business. Sorry to say, but itapos;s a trufax.

Missing tommorrow nightapos;s Gossip Girl is going to kill as well. So much Blair and Chuck interaction is going to happen and Iapos;m going to have miss that. Iapos;ve been watching too many fan vidapos;s on youtube lately. Someone save me. Wish me luck and not so much pain. :D

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On one hand, I Am Not Amused by what happened a few days ago. Romario-san, I am looking at you. Sawada, were you in on this?

On the other hand, that was a most intriguing session with Giglionero-san. Itapos;s been a while since Iapos;ve had to tutor anybody in a language, and it was French, no less... To think that I learned that one more out of spite than any actual interest. I look forward to our next session, if there will be one.

Right. Back to work. And to learning Russian.

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Itrsquo;s really�� identity is an issue where we could raise many contesting point of view. Identity in social life or cyber world is an area where u can ask questions and might be end with unresolved answers. The life in reality and our social construction gives so many complexities around us .We are contesting with these issue in our inner and outer spaces all the time. We as human contesting with technology and some time trying to find out place for identity between man and machine. We are ��engaged with several severe question at a time .No one deny the benefit of technological revolution but we are facing bombardment of information on cyber world. Philosopher Nicolas Kar has described Nietzschersquo;s (Philosopher, might be spelling wrong) story that when he wrote a letter to his friend that our writing machine has also role in our thinking process and thought construction .Nitze who was used to write through hand later adopted type writer for writing .Nicholas argues this reference as when one typewriter could made an impact of thinking process then what would be impact of Google,? Surfing and browsing into the ocean of information available on email, blog, Google certainly made an impact on our process of thinking. �Expert feels you might take dive into the cyber world to search for your identity and come out with infinite identities or No identity?

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In these past few stressful days iapos;ve heard,
that iapos;m above humankind,
that i am human,
that i am strong,
that i am weak,
that i teach you everything you know,
that i need to learn about a few things,
that i am beautiful,
that i have an ugly side.
that i am responsible,
that you have nothing to teach me,
that you love me,
iapos;ve confesed that i love you,
i also confessed that no one else loves you.
and so much more...


so for every positive thought,

i threw out two more negative thoughts,

i am one big hypocrite.







i am human.

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The Archipelago of Kisses

We live in a modern society. Husbands and wives donapos;t
grow
on trees, like in the old days. So where
does one find love? When youapos;re sixteen itapos;s easy,
like being
unleashed with a credit card
in a department store of kisses. Thereapos;s the first
kiss.
The sloppy kiss. The peck.
The sympathy kiss. The backseat smooch. The we
shouldnapos;t
be doing this kiss. The but your lips
taste so good kiss. The bury me in an avalanche of
tingles kiss.
The I wish youapos;d quit smoking kiss.
The I accept your apology, but you make me really mad
sometimes kiss. The I know
your tongue like the back of my hand kiss. As you get
older,
kisses become scarce. Youapos;ll be driving
home and see a damaged kiss on the side of the road,
with its purple thumb out. If you
were younger, youapos;d pull over, slide open the mouthapos;s
red door
just to see how it fits. Oh where
does one find love? If you rub two glances, you get a
smile.
Rub two smiles, you get a warm feeling.
Rub two warm feelings and presto-you have a kiss. Now
what? Donapos;t invite the kiss over
and answer the door in your underwear. Itapos;ll get
suspicious
and stare at your toes. Donapos;t
water the kiss with whisky. Itapos;ll turn bright pink and
explode
into a thousand luscious splinters,
but in the morning itapos;ll be ashamed and sneak out of
your body
without saying good-bye,
and youapos;ll remember that kiss forever by all the
little cuts it left
on the inside of your mouth. You must
nurture the kiss. Turn out the lights. Notice how it
illuminates
the room. Hold it to your chest
and wonder if the sand inside hourglasses comes from a
special
beach. Place it on the tongueapos;s pillow,
then look up the first recorded kiss in an
encyclopedia: beneath
a Babylonian olive tree in 1200 B.C.
But one kiss levitates above all the others. The
intersection
of function and desire. The I do kiss.
The Iapos;ll love you through a brick wall kiss. Even when
Iapos;m dead, Iapos;ll swim through the Earth,
like a mermaid of the soil, just to be next to your
bones.


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Last week I got sick.

This was nothing new. It was Tuesday.

I had to go to work anyway. That was unfortunate and uncomfortable, but also nothing new.

The newness began around Sunday, when it began apparent that the nameless blockage in my throat and sinuses was going to play hardball in a way Iapos;d never seen before. Hours and hours of coughing interrupting any activity in the day and demolishing sleep at night yielded virtually no clearance. With some bizarre, Cthulian tenacity, I could feel the sputum yank itself back down after a bout of coughing. Even worse, the blockage took up strategic residence in a sensitive portion of my throat that stimulated coughing and kept me perpetually aware of its uncomfortable presence. This went on for about three days, carrying me past the one week mark.

On Wednesday, it seemed like things were finally improving. The unnameable barrier had softened and coughing, while still wrecking my sleep, was bearing some results. Fortunate, as I had to take the car off-island for maintenance.

Then the recovery detour happened.

Wednesday night, a bit of dinner lodged in my throat, tickling it into several hours totally fruitless coughing. At least, thatapos;s what I thought happened until I realized it was pretty ridiculous for any bit of food to stay lodged in the throat after all that hacking. In twenty-first century fashion, a little googling turned up an answer for me: acid reflux, which did happen to hit me that night, can irritate the vagus nerve, making it feel like thereapos;s something in the throat. This theory was supported when a bit of baking soda in water did help ease the sensation. By then it was 3 AM though, and sleep was once again shot.

Itapos;s Friday now, and while the original cold virus was beaten into submission days ago and thereapos;s no more sensation of phantom food in my throat, Iapos;m still coughing. I really hope I can sleep decently tonight.
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Iapos;ve been a bit exhilarated, lately. All those models, those rampwalks and that life of glamour have quite left me wanting for more. Though I see it more clearly now, how fake so many things related to fashion are, I also see how much thinking and hard work and goes into the designing of garments (something I never attributed to the field of fashion) and how much planning and stress goes into the management of such an event.

I liked being a part of it mainly because I was doing the brain job. Damn I wouldapos;ve liked to bask in the glory for a bit more time. Yapos;know, editing and handling of all those ramp walk tracks- with the designers themselves coming to me, their models in tow, begging me for just one last run through- made me feel quite important.

One of those male models, donapos;t know what his name is exactly (fraise? phrase? fraze? frasier?), well I might like to see more of him someday. And something tells me, heapos;d like to see more of me too.
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