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Dear Ms. Russell, [May. 4th, 2009|07:23 pm]
[mood |sillysilly]
[music |Four Track Love Song by The Rosebuds]

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The Rhododendron Bush [Feb. 19th, 2009|08:53 pm]
[mood |creativecreative]
[music |Jeremy by The Magnetic Fields]

Aflame around the edges,
A phosphoric shade of green
Illuminated by the sky
Like the residue of dreams.
Alive, the leaves above us,
Bright and trembling and wet
Like you and I are trembling
And wet. We’re both afraid and yet,
The leaves are dead beneath us,
Brown and crackling and curled,
And in the wild and wanton wilderness,
In the deserts of the world,

You were mine.

In the rhododendron bush
In summertime.
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Got Grammar? (please do my survey!) [Jan. 22nd, 2009|06:15 pm]
[mood |curiouscurious]

So, prior to college, my grammar education consisted mostly of Grammar Rock and the occasional "circle all the gerunds" worksheet. And, as catchy as "Conjunction Junction" was, I wasn't a fan of the whole concept of learning grammar... which is why it's surprising that I'm now majoring in linguistics and talking about nouns and relative clauses all the time.

Which is where this survey came from. I'm writing a paper for a directed study, and I wanted to know what your experiences with grammar are, and how you feel about the subject in general. The questions are open-ended and should be at least somewhat fun... feel free to rant, rave, babble, make lists or wax poetic.

And don't worry, I swear I'm not testing your grammar. :)



Have you ever taken a linguistics class?
If so, which one(s)?

Is it cool if I use quotes from this survey in my paper?
Is it cool if I use your first name?

1.) Prior to college, were you taught grammar in school? If so, please describe your experience (the more detail the better!)
Which classes included grammar instruction? What activities did your teachers have you do? Did you enjoy or dread them? Do you think they were helpful?

2.) How do you feel about grammar now?
Do you feel like you have a good understanding of grammar? Do you wish you knew more? What does the word “grammar” mean to you?

3.) Do you think learning grammar is important? Why or why not?

4.) Do you like puzzles/math problems/word games? If so, which ones?

5.) Hey, did you know that “Buffalo buffalo Buffalo buffalo buffalo buffalo Buffalo buffalo” is a legitimate English sentence?


If you enjoyed this survey (or at least didn't hate it), PLEASE INVITE YOUR FRIENDS. The more data the better!
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Stole from Anna! [Dec. 1st, 2008|09:54 am]
[mood |anxiousanxious]
[music |my radiator]

Your rainbow is shaded green.


What is says about you: You are an intelligent person. You feel strong ties to nature and your mood changes with its cycles. Those around you admire your fresh outlook and vitality.

Find the colors of your rainbow at spacefem.com.
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Beaches Polluted with Rainbows [Nov. 11th, 2008|06:26 pm]
Breaking up is brutal
But your voice is soft and sweet
You're dancing through my consciousness
We're dancing in the street.

An evening by the river
When we watched the sun explode
Somehow all my memories
Are tinted yellow-gold.

Like rainbows in an oil spill
Or silver hubcaps catching light
Up to our knees in rusted promises
And to make it all all right,

We're clearing out our memories
From lies and lust and greed
So we're blindly catching ashes
As they crumble at our feet.

Dredging up dreams
From slow-flowing streams
That squirm through the sand
You and I are are touching hands
On beaches polluted with rainbows.
You and I are are touching hands
On beaches polluted with rainbows.

Only now I'm not so certain
As we sort through all the pain
Is it really worth the effort
If we can never stop the rain?

And I just can't help but wonder
If we can ever do enough
Is it really worth the effort
To renew polluted love?

I could lose you now forever
Bring this daydream to an end
But if I lose you will we ever
Dare to dream again?

If I lose you, will we ever
Dare to dream again?

Dredging up dreams
From slow-flowing streams
That squirm through the sand
You and I are are touching hands
On beaches polluted with rainbows.
You and I are are touching hands
On beaches polluted with rainbows.
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Lazarus, risen from the dead? [Oct. 19th, 2008|11:10 pm]
[mood |exanimateexanimate]
[music |Satin Summer Nights by Paul Simon]

I been sleeping on the roof of my building
It's cooler than the street.
I've been watching the setting sun
As it bounces off the avenue
Turning into gold dust at my feet.
Carlos and Yolanda
Dancing in the hallway
To an old melody
Spanish eyes and soft brown curls
My love, my love
Come to me.

I believe I'm in the power of Saint Lazarus
And he holds me in his sight.
I know that these jitterbug days I'm livin',
Well, they won't last for all of us,
But they'll last for a long summer night.
I can feel the fire in her eyes
Tonight, tonight
Under satin summer skies.

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Courtesy of Tiller [Jun. 21st, 2008|04:16 pm]
[mood |lazylazy]
[music |Amsterdam by Guster]

Here's how it works!
1. Leave me a comment about anything you wish... or just tell me you want to play.
2. I will respond by asking you five personal questions so I can get to know you better.
3. You WILL update your LJ with the answers to the questions.
4. You will include this explanation and offer to ask someone else in the post.
5. When others comment asking to be asked, you will ask them five questions.

What's behind Curtain #3?Collapse )
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(no subject) [Oct. 25th, 2007|09:08 pm]
Breaking Social Communicative Norms: The Eeyore EffectCollapse )
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Letter to my Livejournal [Jul. 14th, 2007|11:54 pm]
[mood |indifferentI love these mood icons.]
[music |Revolution 1 by The Beatles]

Hey Journal, we've gotta talk. I'm afraid that... with the way my life is progressing and all... your part in everything seems to be diminishing kind of quickly. I just feel like... like I'm growing up a little, you know? And you're still sort of static... I mean sure, the Friends page has new posts every now and then... but you're kind of still stuck in a world that I left long ago.

It's not you, it's me. I promise.

I'll come back to visit, of course... I won't delete you from my life completely... we'll get together on occasion and, y'know, reminisce about the Good Old Times. You have chronicled a lot of very important moments in my life and kept me in touch with some of my dearest friends... but, my dear Journal, I'm afraid it's just time to move on.

Give me a call sometime. We'll hang out or something.
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(no subject) [Apr. 30th, 2007|12:26 am]
I am so worried that I'm going to hate it at Northeastern.

EDIT: I AM going to hate it at Northeastern.
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