Wheee!
TenseGuess what? I got my results. I'm into university! W00t!
My results go as follows:
Film Studies- B
English Language- C
Media Studies- D (Thought I was going to fail this, so a D was actually a pleasant surprise)
Philosophy- D (This irritates me.)
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WinterKiss her and she stops your breath.Winter
Frost is contagious as death At her command, the rivers stop flowing,
And Winter can't keep you from knowing;
She's empty as a new moon night, And she does not forgive. Submit yourself to Winter, It's her will you'll cease to live.
Frostbite and earth forever above you, Winter's too empty to love you.
by ~ValleyLilii
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Rising Storm: ProloguePROLOGUERising Storm: Prologue
Among the troops, the Autillian mercenary stood out like a stray wolf among hounds. His seal-brown skin, seamed with old scars, drew constant stares amidst the paler Aregese soldiers. Other Autillians fought in the war—many young men from the mountains turned to selling their blades, when their own country had no place for them—but most mercenaries had been hired by the Tadreisian commanders instead. That this one was not ignited curiosity and speculation.
"I’ve got a soft heart for underdogs," was Cade's undiplomatic explanation. "I join the Tadreisians, they've already got the advanta
by ~KJanuary
The Music in the Rain v.1I unplug anything I can think of, but the clock runs on batteries and it keeps ticking. Other than that, it's silent. The house holds its breath.The Music in the Rain v.1
To look outside I have to peer through the boards over the window. When I do, the smell of fresh pine tickles my nose. The boardwalk glitters through the gaps like an abandoned wrapper. I wonder what it would sound like out there, with all the tourists gone and the town empty.
Across the street, the neighbors' window reflects the sun in a flat sheet of white. They didn't bother with boards. The house might be all right, but I worry about their restaurant. It's right on th
by ~KJanuary
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- Current Residence: Inside an unsuspecting dog's nostril. DOGSNOT!
- deviantWEAR sizing preference: Eh?
- Print preference: What's this aboot?
- Interests: Pancakes and cheese. Together. Also, incense and creepypasta. Together.
- Favourite movie: Anything that doesn't lag in the middle.
- Favourite band or musician: They vary.
- Favourite genre of music: Anything that isn't pseudo-intellectual crap that replaces beat with a moaning bald guy.
- Favourite artist: *Completely off the top of my head* Van Gogh?
- Favourite poet or writer: Writer: Neil Gaiman/Various others. Poet: Plath/Duffy/Larkin (Those last two I found through E.Lit.)
- Favourite style of art: MSPaint. No, really.
- Operating System: Windows. Excuse me if I think Mac looks awkward. ¬_¬
- MP3 player of choice: iPod! Hell yeah!
- Favourite game: Faia Emburemmus 7-10.
- Favourite gaming platform: Varies. DS, at the moment.
- Personal Quote: "If I were to claim any quote as my own, chances are it'll already have been said." ~
- Tools of the Trade: A pen and a topic and yer face! >:D
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