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September 4th, 2004

08:51 pm - [Private Post]
One wouldn't think an afternoon of room renovation would cause so many problems...Collapse )
Current Mood: distresseddistressed


August 28th, 2004

02:43 pm
...Have these journals been abandoned?

...Well I am in a good mood, and I feel like spreading it around, so here I am.

It's been incredibly windy the past few weeks, and it finally let up this morning. The sun actually came out, and it became miraculously warm. We all took it upon ourselves to take a hike through the nearby woodsy area just over the hill. If the weather stays the way it is, I think we should do it again...


I feel like the luckiest bastard alive today...I'm walking on air, and nothing can bring me down.


OOC: For anyone who's wondering why this is still going despite summer being over...uh, welcome to the world of fiction. ^^;;
Current Mood: happyfloaty
Current Music: "The Flower Duet" from Lakme

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July 14th, 2004

09:34 pm - Starlight, star bright

*Quatre quietly slips out of the house, toting laptop, to sit in the little gazebo outside. He pulls up the journal he has been keeping and after gazing at the stars for a moment begins to type*

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Current Mood: contemplativecontemplative


July 7th, 2004

10:02 pm - Internet Issues
I was recently told that I need to "write what I feel".

Well, here goes.

I am becoming severely irritated by the fact that the internet refuses to work in my room. It will work when I hook up my laptop in any other room, except my own of course. I have checked and rechecked the internet hookups. I have even used other's laptops to see if it was just mine that's defective. It is just my laptop that refuses to work in my room.

This is what I feel: Argh.

The irony of the situation is not lost on me, and it has forced me to spend more time than I would have normally with the other humans in the house. I suppose that there is a silver lining to this, the improvement in my social skills by necessity. However, I would very much like to be able to use the internet in MY room.

I have vowed that I will get the internet in my room before the summer's end. The going is very slow, and I don't see an end in sight.

OOC: Apologies for the slowness of entries. We shall be correcting things and hopefully speeding things up. Thank you for your patience
Current Mood: aggravatedaggravated

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June 4th, 2004

07:02 pm
*Duo storms into his bedroom and slams the door behind him. He stands next to his bed, fists clenched and eyes tightly shut, controlling his breathing. He finally lets out a long breath, his body sagging. He falls backwards onto the bed and stares at the cieling tiredly. After a moment he rolls over and grabs his laptop from the bedside table. Sitting up on the edge of the bed, he opens the laptop, opens his computer journal, and begins to type quickly, his jaw set firm...*

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May 18th, 2004

11:41 pm - My love affair with the written word...
It's been several days since I even looked at anyone else's journals...I've been quite distracted. After long hours of battling with a disorganized room of books and manuscripts, we finally ended up with a rather impressive library. I have fallen in love all over again...with books. I could hardly contain myself during the cleaning process; I kept stumbling upon books that I wanted to read. It's a miracle I was any help at all.

During school I kept myself entertained with psychology and philosophy courses, but rarely had time for leisure reading...especially fiction. Now I find myself in a house with very little to do other than lounge about and help the others clean...and the library is so tempting. I find myself sneaking in there on a regular basis to pick out a book, then running back upstairs to my room. I feel like a child stealing candy from a jar...and I love it. I had forgotten how much I love to read for entertainment. My life has been so clogged, so busy as of late. It's refreshing to do something I want to do, something for myself.

The fact that the library is full of pre-colony books makes my hobby even more exciting. I have never heard of some of these books before, though I am given to believe by their covers that some of them were rather well-known in their time.

So far I have gone through Beowulf, The Odyssey, Utopia, A Separate Peace, The Count of Monte Carlo, and The Interview With the Vampire...and I just finished Do Androids Dream of Electric Sheep. Amazing book, despite being historically inaccurate...or should I say "futuristically inaccurate"? There was one passage in that book that completely took me by surprise, a scene between an android-killing bounty hunter and a "savior"...let me see if I can find it again...

"Go and do your task, even though you know it's wrong."

"Why?" Rick said. "Why should I do it? I'll quit my job and emigrate."

The old man said, "You will be required to do wrong no matter where you go. It is the basic condition of life, to be required to violate your own identity. At some time, every creature which lives must do so. It is the ultimate shadow, the defeat of creation; this is the curse at work, the curse that feeds on all life. Everywhere in the universe."

I did not expect something like that to come from what I thought was a simple science fiction novel. There are other books in the library by the same author that I am itching to get my hands on...

But first: The Martian Chronicles.
Current Mood: contentcontent
Current Music: the quiet of my room

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May 15th, 2004

09:22 pm - Beauty
*sits down in a cloud of dust*

We have finally managed to defeat the library. It was a long, uphill battle but nonetheless a victorious and satisfying one. I even managed to only knock down one shelf of books, and it was a small one at that. Now we should be alright as long as we remember to dust once a week *eyes Wufei*.

Working with the gang is one of my more interesting experiences, and a very fun-filled one. We manage to get things done much faster when we work together on a room rather than each of us taking a room to work on. I guess it's the fact that good company makes doing the job much more fun.

After the library I wandered outside to wait for my turn in the shower (Heero, I know it can't possibly be taking this long :P) I was able to watch the sunset on the ocean, and it was the most beautiful thing I've seen in a long time. Maybe it's just been so long since I've seen an actual sunset. The red melting into the blue turning it purple while rays of color shot across the sky....it was too beautiful for words. I found myself wishing again that I had brought my camera with me, or that I had enough skill to paint what I had seen. I felt like I could almost reach out and touch that pure beauty with my hand, and that would be the closest to heaven I'll ever come.

Anyways, I digress. Well, Heero is out of the shower (finally). Off to become clean again!
Current Mood: enthralledenthralled
Current Music: waves still crashin in my ears

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May 12th, 2004

03:22 am - Nightmares

*Heero Yuy walks wearily into his room and gently shuts the door. He looks beaten and haunted as he glances at the clock in his room. It's 0300; everyone in the house is sleeping soundly. He looks at his bed, regarding it for a minute. Then he shakes his head, there will be no sleep for him tonight. He sits instead at his desk, booting up his laptop. He goes to his private journal, the one that the others know nothing about. The light from the screen throws his features into sharp relief, aging him 30 years. He slowly but surely begins to type…..*


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Current Mood: discontentdiscontent
Current Music: silence


May 11th, 2004

04:43 pm - First Day
Interesting first day, to say the least. Quatre and Trowa went to town to buy supplies, and Wufei, Heero and I got to "assess" the house. Since our primary reason for coming out here was to fix the house up so that Quatre could sell it, that seemed to be the logical thing to do. (Logical = me not getting to laze around) So Heero assigned us different areas of the house, and I got the top two floors.

The house is huge, with five floors, outdoor hot spring (woot!), garden complete with gazebo, and a beautiful view of the ocean. I feel like I'm back at Relena's estate. Except no cool butler dude, and no snotty rich people hanging around.

This brings me to my adventure of the day. I also discovered that if you follow a flight of stairs that are slightly hidden (you wouldn't notice them if you weren't looking throughly), in the back of a closet you get to the attic. Quatre, when was the last time that thing was cleaned out?! There is some stuff that I KNOW is pre-colony, and some stuff that looks older than that! I found these things that look like music disks but are bigger, some of the weirdest clothes I've ever seen, and some odd books. We should definitely go through that attic more thoroughly when we have a day, there's some really cool stuff in there. There's also some stuff that looks like it belongs to Quatre's great-great grandparents or something! I didn't look too closely, didn't want to pry, but there's a wedding picture of a girl that looks almost exactly like Iria. She looks mighty fine too, if I may say so. White is definitely her color. *leer*

There wasn't much damage done up there, although the roof looks like it has a slight leak. The library on the fourth floor could use a paint job, and everything needs to be swept and dusted, as my nose can testify. *grumbles* Stupid allergies. Oh, sounds like Quatre and Trowa are back, off to relieve them of their heavy burdens of food! I just hope they remembered my Oreos!
Current Mood: busy
Current Music: Wufei and Heero talking in hushed, manly voices

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May 10th, 2004

11:55 pm
*Settling down on the crisp clean sheets of an unfamiliar bed, Trowa gazes out his window at the starry sky. Leaning over, he unzips the outside flap of his overstuffed carry-on bag and pulls out his well worn journal, his companion for the past three years. He scrounges for a pen in his pocket, and opens the small book to the page he left off on. He writes...*

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