Swift as the coursing river
Mar. 10th, 2004 11:09 pmTaken from
ladyshadowphyre

You represent... apathy.
You don't really show any emotion. You can be
considered cruel and cold, but you just don't
really care about anything. This is just the
way you are... you're quite a challenge to get
close to, and others may perceive you as
boring.
What feeling do you represent?
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The Daily Struggle
A story about faith, strength and overcoming obstacles.
After a long night of tossing in bed, trying to find a comfortable position to sleep in and ignoring the birds singing outside my room, some eighties music filled my room, signaling that it was time to get up.
After my usual "I don't wanna" and 10 minute nap - that resulted in me using the songs that were sounding and making my dream a musical - I began my morning ritual. First I asked myself "why me? why am I forced to wake up at this ungodly hour?", then I pushed the covers away and quickly decided that it was too cold and that I wasn't going to get up just yet. "One more song," I said to myself. “Then I'll get up.”
However, the radio station decided to play a fast one on me and instead of music I found myself hearing an infomercial. Tired of the words: "Si quiere aprender inglés venga a Passport academy, were real English is taught." I blindly took the stereo control and started the search for a station that actually had music at nine in the morning. My search was futile and finally gave up.
I gathered all my strength and pushed the covers away and in a swift motion got up from bed. I didn't look back because I knew that if I did I would have surely succumbed to temptation. Cursing fluently in three languages, I managed to arrive to the bathroom, took my clothes off and got in the shower.
After washing my hair I looked at the watch and realized I was late. I ignore d it and started to apply conditioner. I'm always late. Six minutes later, I emerged from the bathroom, put a robe on, wrapped my wet hair in a towel and brushed my teeth.
My eyes were still getting closed every time they could and I was still considering the option of going back to bed. But no! I'm a strong person and I was determined to be victorious in my quest to get to my 10 am class.
Finally, I got dressed, brushed my hair, put my things in the backpack and ran downstairs, screaming that I was late. It was then 10 am.
Fifteen minutes of racing through the streets later, I found myself walking through the corridors of my university, trying to get to the classroom.
From the distance I noticed that the door to my classroom was open and for a single moment of triumph I thought that I had made it. However, when I got closer I realized it was all an illusion. The classroom was empty.
It took a few moments for my sleepy brain to register that today was that Wednesday. The Wednesday I've been celebrating and waiting for weeks, the day I didn't have my 10 am class, they day I could sleep late.
Defeated but with new hopes, I found my way home and to the bed that had been telling me to stay all along.
Lyric dare :
This is a new game I'm going to include on my LJ sometimes.
The title of this post was taken from a song lyric. I'll give you the fragment and if you guess the song you win!
What do you want to win? Respect,, a point, virtual chocolate? I'm open to suggestions.
Anyway, here is the fragment:
"Be a man
We must be swift as the coursing river
Be a man
With all the force of a great typhoon
Be a man
With all the strength of a raging fire
Mysterious as the dark side of the moon"
Good luck!
You represent... apathy.
You don't really show any emotion. You can be
considered cruel and cold, but you just don't
really care about anything. This is just the
way you are... you're quite a challenge to get
close to, and others may perceive you as
boring.
What feeling do you represent?
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The Daily Struggle
A story about faith, strength and overcoming obstacles.
After a long night of tossing in bed, trying to find a comfortable position to sleep in and ignoring the birds singing outside my room, some eighties music filled my room, signaling that it was time to get up.
After my usual "I don't wanna" and 10 minute nap - that resulted in me using the songs that were sounding and making my dream a musical - I began my morning ritual. First I asked myself "why me? why am I forced to wake up at this ungodly hour?", then I pushed the covers away and quickly decided that it was too cold and that I wasn't going to get up just yet. "One more song," I said to myself. “Then I'll get up.”
However, the radio station decided to play a fast one on me and instead of music I found myself hearing an infomercial. Tired of the words: "Si quiere aprender inglés venga a Passport academy, were real English is taught." I blindly took the stereo control and started the search for a station that actually had music at nine in the morning. My search was futile and finally gave up.
I gathered all my strength and pushed the covers away and in a swift motion got up from bed. I didn't look back because I knew that if I did I would have surely succumbed to temptation. Cursing fluently in three languages, I managed to arrive to the bathroom, took my clothes off and got in the shower.
After washing my hair I looked at the watch and realized I was late. I ignore d it and started to apply conditioner. I'm always late. Six minutes later, I emerged from the bathroom, put a robe on, wrapped my wet hair in a towel and brushed my teeth.
My eyes were still getting closed every time they could and I was still considering the option of going back to bed. But no! I'm a strong person and I was determined to be victorious in my quest to get to my 10 am class.
Finally, I got dressed, brushed my hair, put my things in the backpack and ran downstairs, screaming that I was late. It was then 10 am.
Fifteen minutes of racing through the streets later, I found myself walking through the corridors of my university, trying to get to the classroom.
From the distance I noticed that the door to my classroom was open and for a single moment of triumph I thought that I had made it. However, when I got closer I realized it was all an illusion. The classroom was empty.
It took a few moments for my sleepy brain to register that today was that Wednesday. The Wednesday I've been celebrating and waiting for weeks, the day I didn't have my 10 am class, they day I could sleep late.
Defeated but with new hopes, I found my way home and to the bed that had been telling me to stay all along.
* * *
Lyric dare :
This is a new game I'm going to include on my LJ sometimes.
The title of this post was taken from a song lyric. I'll give you the fragment and if you guess the song you win!
What do you want to win? Respect,, a point, virtual chocolate? I'm open to suggestions.
Anyway, here is the fragment:
"Be a man
We must be swift as the coursing river
Be a man
With all the force of a great typhoon
Be a man
With all the strength of a raging fire
Mysterious as the dark side of the moon"
Good luck!
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Date: 2004-03-10 08:14 pm (UTC)XD
I love that song.
We have a winner!
Date: 2004-03-10 08:25 pm (UTC)*Throws confetti*
Congratulations! You won!
Anything you was as a prize?
I love that song too. I love Mulan and the complete soundtrack so the first Lyric Dare had to be from there, I'm glad you caught it :)
Oh, and before I forget, hey there, my name is Misanagi,*waves*. Nice to meet you.
Re: We have a winner!
Date: 2004-03-10 08:28 pm (UTC)Prize? Um... how about... virtual Girl Scout cookies? Thin mints if ya got 'em. ;)
Re: We have a winner!
Date: 2004-03-10 08:36 pm (UTC)Here, thin mints ones.
Enjoy and thanks for winning the first challenge!
*Shakes head* I sound like a 50's quiz show...
no subject
Date: 2004-03-10 09:36 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2004-03-10 09:42 pm (UTC)But why? I like Disney's songs a lot.
Do I get to pick the prize?
You win second prize. Go ahead, pick something.
no subject
Date: 2004-03-10 09:58 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2004-03-10 10:11 pm (UTC)But if you are interested in a fandom I do know something about, I may be persuaded. *winks*
no subject
Date: 2004-03-11 12:54 am (UTC)But if you are interested in a fandom I do know something about, I may be persuaded.
no subject
Date: 2004-03-11 10:54 am (UTC)You are with Anne in this whole plot to get everyone into TP.
Evil I tell you, evil.
*sigh* I know I'm going to regret this...
One slash ficlet and that's it. One, just one. Not very long, very simple and probably AU...
Would you kindly direct me to a good information site?
You and Anne can stop looking so smug now. I'm doing one ficlet and then getting out really fast, never coming back.
I'm really going to regret this...
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Date: 2004-03-11 05:34 pm (UTC)There you go. And if you need to know anything else, you only have to ask.
http://www.angelfire.com/ab7/shadesandechoes/TiH.html
If you read Stranger Than Fiction and Medusa Stone that will give you a good grasp of the series and a couple of the characters too.
*cough* Glances at Shadow.
Adam/Megabyte.
Right?
Oh and you might be interested to know that the boys have LJs. But I think I've mentioned that before too.
*Sniggers*
Shadow, could you add anything I've forgotten? Thought as I was around and you weren't I put operati....er..give Misanagi the info.
no subject
Date: 2004-03-11 05:57 pm (UTC)You are evil, both of you.
One short thing and then I'm running like hell.
I guess I have to thank you for the links, even if it was just part of you evil master plan. And I'm not reading TiH. I still have some will power.
*sigh* I'm already regretting this
no subject
Date: 2004-03-12 09:50 am (UTC)Well, I'm an SG1 fan so I didn't have that much will power resisting. Still I got to know a little bit of TP and Higlander.
I have sucumbed because I'm still trying to find time to read the next TP/Rosswell one. Sorry, I am weak!
no subject
Date: 2004-03-12 11:47 am (UTC)*shakes head* They are pulling me into the void and I have nothing to hold on to. *cries * I'm doomed.
*hugs*
Date: 2004-03-12 12:22 pm (UTC)*Hands over virtual pocky to make up for it.*
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Date: 2004-03-10 11:56 pm (UTC)"I'll Make a Man out of You!" Donny Osmond sings it.
I also like "A Girl Worth Fighting For" because it makes poor Mulan squirm.
My favorite all time Disney movie.
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Date: 2004-03-11 10:40 am (UTC)I love the song and how the movie showed that they really had to work to get better, even when they thought they couldn't do it.
I think I want to see Mulan again.
no subject
Date: 2004-03-11 01:31 pm (UTC)My girls especially love that movie. It gives a great message to girls.
And it does it while it's entertaining you. Can't beat that.
no subject
Date: 2004-03-11 02:26 pm (UTC)And the movie does give a great message. Don't you love that scene at the end when the emperor bows down to Mulan so everyone else does it too?
I'm really going to see it again.
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Date: 2004-03-11 03:16 pm (UTC)She gets the last word with handsome dude Chang, doesn't she?
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Date: 2004-03-11 02:15 pm (UTC)*Sigh* and the song "Make a Man Out of You" is sung by Donny Osmond but the voice of Sheng is in fact B.D. Wong, who plays Police Psychiatrist George Huang in Law&Order: Special Victims Unit.
B.D. Wong is also HOT.
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Date: 2004-03-11 02:32 pm (UTC)I never thought about it that way. I'm too busy cursing to think and my mind simply doesn't work properly in the mornings.
*Sigh* and the song "Make a Man Out of You" is sung by Donny Osmond but the voice of Sheng is in fact B.D. Wong, who plays Police Psychiatrist George Huang in Law&Order: Special Victims Unit.
I've never hear the English voice since I've only seen the movie in Spanish so the only English voice I've heard is the one in the song.
B.D. Wong is also HOT.
*Checks out the guide to remember when is it that they show Law&Order on TV*
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Date: 2004-03-11 05:44 pm (UTC)It's mine, mine, mine, only mine!!!! I don´t want you stealing it from me!!!
Argh, it's official, before starving to death I'm never speaking to you again, unless you end The Dark City or something like that without me saying what subject I want.
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Date: 2004-03-11 06:02 pm (UTC)ROFLMAO
Since when something that's yours isn't mine? I didn't make the rules, and how do you know it wasn't my game? You know you can never be sure.
Argh, it's official, before starving to death I'm never speaking to you again
*chokes*
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Date: 2004-03-11 06:06 pm (UTC)