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| 10:32pm 18/03/2008 |
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mood:  confused music: UVERworld
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Poem by Jill Andersen
It has been said a thousand times,
It will be so a thousand more.
There is hardly any other thing,
Than this peculiar feeling,
That has brought us manier rimes,
That has given greater sore.
You wonder what that thing might be?
Or do you know of what I speak?
This thing we hear of every day,
That is beyond us in every way,
That makes blind although our eyes still see,
The thing that makes us all grow weak.
If I could just find another word,
Another term worth describing on,
The thing that is in so many a heart,
The truth of what lies in art,
The truth of what lies in written word,
The truth of what lies in so many a song.
For there is no such term as to express,
All of what I have in mind and soul,
The wholeness of every emotion,
That this thing brings, every single notion,
That leaves the liveliest beeing motionless,
That makes the firmest break out of their role.
Have you figured it out at last?
For it is clear as day what I am talking of.
There is no doubt left that the words above,
Talk only of this thing called Love.
Though this word spoken at present or in the past,
Tells not the whole of it, and never will say enough. 16.09.2007 |
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| another short story - probably the most emotional I ever wrote |
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| 06:58pm 16/01/2007 |
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mood:  giddy music: Hanson - When you're gone
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oh my god two posts a day! wow Jill don't you exhaust yourself! lol
however.
The following short story is very important to me because it was part of a process I went through not so long ago. I had madly fallen in love with a certain person (well known to all my closer friends ^^) and not even realized it in the beginnig. The whole thing ended up in an emotional desaster (fo me at least). I still don't exactly know everything that went wrong with us two but (thanks to him actually) I do know and understand a lot more about what happened now, than I did at the time. We had a few conversations about our failed relationship and they really opened my eyes on some things and did help me a lot to understand his point of view too. I am very thankful to him that he brought the subject up, because I probably never would have managed to gather the courage to do it myself and therefore would have struggled an eternity much longer to overcome my grief. And I guess we wouldn't have become friends that easily again which would have bothered me even more. ^^
So... to make the point, this story was written at a time when I still wasn't over him at all, but couldn't admit it because most of my friends were already sick of hearing his name in every third sentence that came out of my mouth. haha, well so I delt with my feelings in another way and wrote this half-true story condensing all my frustration and sorrow into that one little text. Hence it is pretty serious and dark, but it was important for my healing process to do this.
take a look at this pretty personal little text (it's, again, in german btw) :
( 'Wie Immer' ) |
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| Another klishée love happy deppy short story |
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| 06:20pm 16/01/2007 |
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mood:  crazy music: Nickelback - Rockstar
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okay, so I decided to put all or at least a few of the short storys I wrote, write, and will write on here and this is a rather old one, also written in german, but hey, what can you do, I'm Austrian after all ;) .
It is another one of my many Daydreams, but one of the very few lucky ones to have gotten written down (by me of course -yay- Freudensprünge ).
also um ein bisschen was zu erklären, das wurde kurz vor dem ich auf meinen letzten offiziellen Schulball gegangen bin geschrieben (über den ich offensichtlicherweise Tagträume hatte, sonst würde die story ja nicht existieren. blubb). Es ist somit wohl auch offensichtlich, dass das Mädel sozusagen mich personifiziert und der Typ... naja das will ich mal lieber nicht so genau erklären hahaha Jene, die mich noch aus Schultagen kennen, dürften ziemlich genau erraten können um wen es hier geht. ^^ Ich hatte einen kleinen, wie soll ich sagen, 'Rückfall', ein Anflug von Nostalgie resultierend in einem winzigen Hoffnungsschimmer, dass doch noch alles gut werden könnte aus dem wiederum dann die Story entstanden ist. tja. und nun genug der sinnlosen Einleitungen go and read:
( 'Der letzte Schulball' )
comments and critics are, as always very much apreciated! ^^ |
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| Little short story intermission ^^ |
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| 12:33am 30/11/2006 |
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mood:  groggy music: 'Great Divide' - Hanson *sigh* love it!
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okay so I decided to load a little short story up I've written a whole while ago lol um unfortunately for possible only english speaking readers it's a german one.
well well... I dunno why I upload it anyways since the only person who's reading my journal ( dear sparkey ) has already red it ages ago >< lol
( read 'Sandspiele' )
oh yeah and *cough**cough* feedback is of course always more than apreciated ^^ |
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| Intro to everything that may come.. |
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| 02:30am 21/06/2006 |
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mood:  apathetic music: Bleach first opening - Tokahashi
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~*~ Welcome!! ~*~
HEY GUYS!
well well... I got this account a while ago and actually wanted to use it for my Fanfiction... but .. yeah plans changed.. lol I will make it my online journal, but people, seriously, don't be mad at me if you hardly ever get to see any updates, I don't write too much in journals... not even in my Diary.. sheesh I should do that actually Oo" haven't written down anything in ages and ages >< *sigh*
huh... well credit for me trying to do this again goes to my dear friend Sparkey aka Alice ^^ I hoe she's gonna kick my ass sometimes so that I update this thing from time to time and write down what happens in my sick and freaky life :p
Whatever.
Boah. it's june. it's hot. and I'm sweatting as hell here. *faints* no seriously, this is inhuman right now. esecially when you're laptop diffuses such a heat u can barely lay your hands on the keyboard Oo" wargh.
and to put the cherry on the top of the cake I am freakin not tired even though it's , what, 2:5o AM already?! ... ... sheesh and all that just cause I went home yesterday at 6 o'clock in the morning, overheard my freakin wakening bell (can u say that lol) and slept 'till 6 o'clock pm. how pathetic LMAO
well, well people, there's not really much else to tell, exept someone would like me to write down some "Jill's going out" adventures, but seriously, please, don't ask! I would have to write like 5 pages minimum or so *sweat* nono I don't wanna do that, I'm alazy ass, and I'm proud of it! *pouts* rofl
however... whoever reads this, may look forward to my next update (MUAHAHAHAHAAAA) <<
byby people!
hugz, Jill
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