The Professor's Thoughts and Musings

PROLOGUE OF NOVEL. ENJOY. Jeckht, Unrequited. The rain bore mercilessly down on rooftops unsuspecting. Whispered cries of “It’s… raining!” echoed through the parched city. Parks and lawns alike grew sodden and smiled, reaching their browning stalks up to the sky. A city that hasn’t seen rain worships every drop; every spray from any unseen source under an iron sky becomes an omen to proclaim to anyone who cares. “It’s raining! I felt a drop!” It’s raining. He felt more than a drop. He’s felt a... Sign in to see full entry.

It's a piece of literary vomit!:D Bad Language, no plot. It's got a nice metaphor. That's all. “Fuck it.” Words. Useful words, expressive words. And they weren’t the only words being used at the moment. A cascade of them was falling, falling on deaf ears, tumbling down a mountainside shoulder to shatter on rocky fingers. He smiled, and it wasn’t a happy one. A smile of derision, and apathy. “Who can even hear me in this noise?” And as an answer to his question, no response came. “When one sense... Sign in to see full entry.

Bam. So I now owe a possible future workplace 294 dollars, and all because I love my girlfriend more than I love anything else in the world, past or present. Today is the 9/2/08, and since Katie's birthday is on the 6th, and Valentine's Day is on the 14th, I combined the two, and bought her http://www.jinx.com/world_of_warcraft/women/mage_class.html?catid=1, and a Photography session. The session cost $24.50, Aus... And they give you a free portrait! No pressure to buy anything else! But. Oh my... Sign in to see full entry.

Oh, heya guys. In a minute of RedEye induced highs, a friend and I tossed around ideas of interesting pets, and we came up with the idea for a cloud. Then, I wrote a little of it. However, it didn't work out to a full short story, so... it festered. It grew cancerous, and nasty, staring at me from my hardrive, glaring and hating... So I'll post it here! Hope you enjoy, but I doubt you will. - Professor Jimbles. Under The Weather He looked normal; that’s for sure. He looked like an ordinary man,... Sign in to see full entry.

I wrote this a few months ago, and was reluctant to post it here, because I was so... so proud of it. But sadly, nothing has come of it save a bad mark at school. I hope you guys like it more, feel free to ask questions about it, because I can answer them. I'd love to discuss. Sojourn “Yes. Of course. I understand, I know why we need the time away from each other, I do. I just don’t want to do it.” The pure white world shone back at him, her perfection the only break in the brilliance. ”Ha… You... Sign in to see full entry.

Well, ladies and gents. Welcome to the world of December 24/25, where mothers are stressed, fathers are relaxing, eldest daughers are organising reluctant boyfriends to meet their overly excited little brothers and mildly disapproving little sisters. Eldest sons trying to not be depressed over the lack of a partner to organise to meet overly excited future nefews and midly disapproving future nieces. I like Christmas, WoW servers have less traffic, and you get a little better ping, let alone I... Sign in to see full entry.

Proving once again I'm a teenager, I've done what *every* writer has done. Written a erotica. *grin*. I kid, I could only manage to make it a humourous one, or I'd go insane. And it's not so great, I can't manage to finish it properly, this was the best I could do... Hope it's okay in the end, I like the characters. So, here is Adventures of The Amorous! “Fuck, you are sooo gooood!” And it was true, she was! Every second was worth it. The curtains fluttered softly in the breeze, my second story... Sign in to see full entry.

I wrote this late last night. It's the holidays, so I'm up nice and late every night. (Inspired by “Harbor” by Vienna Teng.) “It’s okay. I promise.” Her eyes looked down at me, spine curled to stare deep into me as I lay on her lap, the tough park bench beneath us giving it’s generous strength to us both. “But…” I never had to say much, and she always understood exactly what I needed to say. My long dark hair sprayed across her skirt, the tickling blond curls of hers reaching my nose. With a... Sign in to see full entry.

A fitting end to the year, I said, and I mean it. Today was my last day as a year 11 student at Lake Ginninderra College, ACT, Canberra, Australia. I quite like that place, and as a member of the Student Representative Council, School Board, and the Lake G Representative to the College Representative Council... I get around alot and promote the needs and wants of students on various levels. That said in english... I am a kissass. Teachers love me, Students tolerate me. I can deal with it, I'm... Sign in to see full entry.

Okay. Simple. I'm playing to the public. I know what you want. It's naughty. Ever since you were a teenager, and the first stirrings of lust hit with puberty, you've been intrigued by sex. By... Love, Lust, and everything sticky but ultimately satisfying. But, oh my, faithful readers... I'm 17. I'm not supposed to know of these things! I'm supposed to be awkwardly plumbing the depths of angst and sorrow! How can I be so eloquent and intelligent? I'll give you a hint. If you successfully pretend... Sign in to see full entry.

Can you be afraid of people you hate being right, more than the act itself? What do you fear, people? What alleviates that fear? Can a certain thing, or person, make that fear nonexistent? Sign in to see full entry.

What are the 3 things that make you *you*? This thought came to me with my watch. It's the one my brother Roy gave me, that one he found under his bed. It's silver with a black band, with no numbers on it anywhere, just dashes and stars. The second hand looks like a curved wand with a star for a tip, and the hands end in circles with a tiny point. The design on the face could be an eye, or a planet, with the word "Rowland" in white text. I set this watch to 22:22 for a day or so, before I got... Sign in to see full entry.

Some of us have fifteen spare minutes in a day. I use these tiny chunks of time to spread one of my ideas on delicious bread and serve. So here, is one of those. It's not really that great, my dearest girlfriend has already torn it to pieces with ways to improve it. She really is wonderful. A singer. That's all they saw, at least, never thought anything more. Of course, why would they? His audience a ragtag bunch, suffering from enough of their own problems to not worry about any else's. A... Sign in to see full entry.

I have no idea what secular actually means. Thought I'd get that off my chest soon. Now. Does anyone wonder why writing comes easier at night for people of my mindset? Honestly, the hours when you're "Not supposed to be up." are the best time for creative works. When the world is sleeping, and your mind should be doing the same, constantly objecting to the lengths of strenuous work you keep pounding on it; (Woah, slow down.) you can achieve more. Amazing, how I can assume such a thing. (Citation... Sign in to see full entry.

Welcome, hi, how are 'ye, you know the deal. I'l going to pop up a quick thought here, I wrote it a while ago, but it still counts. I'm new here, I'll just keep it simple at first, probably cut and paste some stuff from my MSN space later. Without any more wait, here is Holiday, thoughts on my perfect holiday. I'd take a girlfriend (If I had one. Shut up. >.>) to a house above some incredibly rainy valley, no visible technology, but superhigh broadband available. The house itself is 1 bedroom,... Sign in to see full entry.