Why is no one free? :(
Wednesday, 3 February 2010
Tuesday, 2 February 2010
night, street, lamp, drugstore.
Literal translation adapted from Wikipedia:
Night, street, lamp, drugstore,
A meaningless and muted light.
Live another quarter century -
All will be thus. There's no way out.
You'll die -- you'll start again from the beginning,
And all will repeat, as before:
Night, icy ripples on a canal,
Drugstore, street, lamp.
No sympathy when shouting out is all you know.
So, today. Quite a successful day on my part. Got up at half 6, felt a bit unwell so went back to bed and was later awoken with a steaming hot mug of tea and my sympathetic mother. 
Didn't really do much else, backed my spanish and history book, which is two things I can tick off on my whiteboard.
In about two hours or so I have to sort out my work experience, which involves going round to some guy's house and filling out forms and whatnot. I'm hoping to "work" in a photography buisness for the week. Probably just brewing up, which in all honesty, isn't bad. :)
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