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Saturday 1 January 2011

it must happen with you.

2010 was the best year of my life thus far. bring on 2011!

"i've had the time of my life
no, i've never felt this way before
and i swear, this is true
and i owe it all to you...

... dirty bit."

- the time (dirty bit), black eyed peas.

5 comments:

Ning-Jia said...: Eee.; 1 January 2011 at 03:23
delle. said...: would you have preferred no americano? chacarron? or maybe jizz in my pants? ;); 1 January 2011 at 15:02
AmbivalentMonk said...: She turned to me, that's when she said it
Looked me dead in the face, asked "Cash or credit?"...; 3 January 2011 at 15:58
delle. said...: open my window and a breeze rolls in...; 7 January 2011 at 07:22
melissa chen said...: Dirt bit over No Americano, Chacarron and Jizz in my pants any day! DIRT BIT FTW! :D; 7 January 2011 at 21:00

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"the greatest hazard of all, losing the self, can occur very quietly in the world, as if it were nothing at all. no other loss can occur so quietly; any other loss - an arm, a leg, five dollars, a wife, etc. - is sure to be noticed.

thus possibility seems greater and greater to the self; more and more it becomes possible because nothing becomes actual. eventually everything seems possible, but this is exactly the point at which the abyss swallows up the self. it takes time for each little possibility to become an actuality. eventually, however, the time that should be used for actuality grows shorter and shorter; everything becomes more and more momentary. possibility becomes more and more intensive - but in the sense of possibility, not in the sense of actuality, for the intensive in the sense of actuality means to actualize some of what is possible. the instant something appears to be possible, a new possibility appears, and finally these phantasmagoria follow one another in such rapid succession that it seems as if everything were possible, and this is exactly the final moment, the point at which the individual himself becomes a mirage."

- the sickness unto death, soren kierkegaard

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Saturday 1 January 2011

it must happen with you.

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