Second Language Acquisition... |
How to Build a Language By Adam Smith &nbs...
Posted by on Sat, 13 Dec 2008 06:04:00 GMT |
Time... |
Can one change, for it takes more than motivation. My time on the earth is quickly becoming seasoned enough for me to recognize the youth of today. What a strange statement to hear myself ...
Posted by on Fri, 03 Oct 2008 09:16:00 GMT |
I want to be a Mummy... |
While it is not a rarity that people have rather strange dreams, most dreams tend to rely on some sort of personal reality. This binds together concepts that lay dormant in your mind and choose to ex...
Posted by on Mon, 05 Nov 2007 00:12:00 GMT |
Day four... |
The beauty of the internet always seems to make me weep; be it that the tears are more like joy spilling from my inside. Long lost friends and new friends from the far corners of the earth can contac...
Posted by on Sat, 27 Oct 2007 11:58:00 GMT |
Day three... |
The waking ceremony being finished and school being over, I decide to walk my way to the nearby street mall. Filled with elitist stores and unnecessary shops I peruse the over priced merchandise. Ap...
Posted by on Fri, 26 Oct 2007 00:42:00 GMT |
Day Two... |
The torturing moment of waking is approaching, I know it. I can feel the burden of my alarm clock and it's shallow screams. I wake quickly before the sound annoys my sleeping brain and turn of the C...
Posted by on Thu, 25 Oct 2007 11:57:00 GMT |
Day one... |
The day begins with waking to the concept that I might wet the bed if I do not pee...and so I mosey on to the bathroom to cleanse my tract of all amonea and brush my teeth before I head to school...I ...
Posted by on Tue, 23 Oct 2007 15:11:00 GMT |
The winds be-a-changin... |
Time passes almost too quickly...Our feelings change, our bodies change, and where we work also changes...I recently switched jobs...I, in the past, worked at a place called Sushi Tora...I would proba...
Posted by on Mon, 22 Oct 2007 01:08:00 GMT |
And Thus She Exits... |
Constant thinking controls my being as I begin my way to class. The white fire in the above sea of blue pains my light collecting sense as I jump upon the school bound vehicle. Full of you...
Posted by on Mon, 22 Oct 2007 00:24:00 GMT |
See the moon through the trees... |
Hidden feelings and hidden dreams only hinder the advancement of our character. I learned this concept yesterday from a Japanese author...there is something striking in those words...almost fearfully...
Posted by on Fri, 14 Sep 2007 01:41:00 GMT |
