real update. ha. not real. long. i never seem to use "real" genuinely. thus, im a fag.
morning cracked with cherry coke sputtering down my chest and cherry liquor pooled in my panties. no good. i am moses trying to part the red sea. sara lee sliding and helpless, trying to shove all the errant filling back in the fucking pie.
new russian room. new russian people. same frau bullshit.
at least the new text is loopy.
instruction. delicately unnecessary graphs. questions. then the answers.
they answered for us!
Which of the following statements is better?
1)"x is a harsh sound"
2)"x is a voiceless velar fricative"
6. Do you think some sounds are inherently ugly? Are there inherently beautiful sounds?
Some cultures think that nose rings are beautiful, while others think they're repulsive. It's the same with sounds.
The map on page 17 represents a person who has just been cut in half between the eyes.
1. What is a sound?
A sound consists of vibrations in the medium of communication. Since few of us talk underwater, it can be assumed that we mean vibrations in air.
1. People often say that Russian is a "hard" language to learn. Is that true? Has it been hard for you so far?
It's hard, but far from the hardest. Among all the languages of the world, Russian would fall well below the halfway point on a scale of difficulty. Questions and answers of this sort are perhaps fun, but are somewhat unscientific, so you won't be getting any more questions of this sort.
important things meeting after school for taltd drama. i didnt want to cry prematurely so didnt listen to anything mac said. i littered my limbs with chemical flavored designs and pondered the revelation that is macs dye job. the thunder had stopped which of course is directly related to pars and i finding ourselves in an awkward booth at charlies. taylor revelled in the guacamole pit and brushed his hair and squeaked and was shamed and titillated by our ballyhoo. they aimed for pleasing earth tones and missed. now its just mexican hospital waiting room circa 1983. its nice.
surrounded by sophomores and that was nice too. theyre so nice!! some left to ride home on horses named scooter. some moseyed off to further explore the pleasure garnered from scampily displaying abashed clavicles. some were babysitting mystery solving partners in shoes with pareesa. some died. there were three altogether and none apart. they were all flagrantly homosexual and owed millions in back taxes to the corrupt colombian government of 1897. ha! that one was the best government of all!
temple turned into walmart and the justification and wallowing. because i spent twenty dollars on keychains, a label maker, a rainbow of lightning ring, and cherry pepsi and they are too beautiful to be fully appreciated. like pars and gay. oh that gay fellow, hes attempted to race me twice but apparently has his underpants around his ankles. because he has lost. joyfully. oh cars! they let us have them!
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