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Jan. 12th, 2006 10:29 pmtomorrow i'm taking another translation project. it's pretty scary or, rather, uncanny, like going down in a bathyscaphe into deep deep black water. no, most of my projects are lax. but still putting your mind to all those strange things, like 'innocuous programs', 'beguiling subject lines (e.g., "My girlfriend nude")', 'security perimeters', and... - no wait it wasn't called 'security perimeters', it was called something else. ok, i forgot everything. i have been on vacation for a month. but i have stopped doing my work well a long time ago. nobody seems to care. i'm going to make some money and get my spine fixed - i killed my spine at school and need to get it fixed now and then. because i sat hunched all the way. you see an unhappy person and you want to see them trying to cheer. because whining leads nowhere and all that, right? but all i want to see is my own hunched back in that class - and cry, because if i don't pity myself how can i pity someone else? some people actually enjoy going to school. my nieces now go to a 'polygraphic college'. i thought they would quit in a month, but they seem to genuinely like it. although they have the same awful faces around. nastia took my camera to college and showed me their lost, conceited, scared faces. i'm ashamed all the time, shame is my natural element. sometimes i mutilate myself to make life easier (now, what a lie!).
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Date: 2006-01-13 05:37 am (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 2006-01-13 09:05 am (UTC)