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a reason
Isaiah 55:11 : so is my word that goes out from my mouth: It will not return to me empty, but will accomplish what i desire and achieve the purpose for which I sent it.


about
i hope my words are strange and wondrous,
like kisses that quiet all things superfluous,
so that we can all stop and
listen


intertext

tai
lu
mikan
janice
qiao
dawn



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  frustration
money dictates everything in this materialistic world.

to support my academic career i need money.
to enjoy my academic career i need money.
to enjoy my leisure time i need money.
to live <- to frickin live i need money.

to ignore the fact that i need money is immature and selfish.

but i can't help wanting to feel the freedom of not having to give a shit about any of this
and just enjoy myself while im here.
since 5 years will pass, and i will leave.

now on top of a healthy amount of stress for deadlines, essays and readings
i puzzle on where to live next year -> what is the cheapest option, res or apartment?
should i get a job? if yes, what kind, should i start applying.
should i apply for a work permit in canada? is it required for me to do my practicum if i go into education?

it feels like a sin to want to have fun <- spend money.

ahwell.
linguistics. back to linguistics.
 


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