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Scribbled Ramblings: January 2013
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Worthless rantings from the elder places of a young mind. Tuesday, January 1, 2013. Somebody's brain, an. Subscribe to: Posts (Atom). It’s Okay To Be Young. Songs of a Storyteller. How to break someone. The Fight In Me. Kevin - Hands On. I SAID GOOD DAY! C Life - The Story. I am a woman, I am a writer. I live to praise my God. In the meantime, I also do freelance writing work! View my complete profile. See the Northern Lights. Picture Window template. Powered by Blogger.
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Scribbled Ramblings: October 2012
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Worthless rantings from the elder places of a young mind. Monday, October 29, 2012. 8220;…to fill the world’s cracks with needles that will let us hear those cracks speak…”. William H. Gass. Sunday, October 21, 2012. I know this feeling. I know where it comes from. And I know who’s leading. Opens up the floodgates. Now it’s going high ways. I will not be lost. You will always remain. The one who paid the cost. Blood from the darkness. Power from the name. And glory when it all comes falling down. The dis...
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Scribbled Ramblings: July 2013
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Worthless rantings from the elder places of a young mind. Wednesday, July 24, 2013. We know not what we do. I lie, knees folded, my. Face to the ground. While I, knuckles clenched white. Cover my head, my. I cry, knees folded, my. Face to the ground. While I, knuckles clenched white. Cover my head, my. Spine exposed, screaming. 8220;Do I not hate those who hate you with a perfect hatred! Knees folded, my. Face to the ground. While I, knuckles clenched white. Cover my head, my. For your wrath as it flows,.
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Bachelor Years: September 2011
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Five years at the University of Peradeniya reading for a Bachelor of Arts. Monday, September 26, 2011. ENG 306: Theory in Practice. 8230;……….closequote paragraphparagraph #static# paragraphparagraph endoftransmission fullstop. Subscribe to: Posts (Atom). ENG 306: Theory in Practice. I am a woman, I am a writer. I live to praise my God. In the meantime, I also do freelance writing work! View my complete profile. Picture Window template. Powered by Blogger.
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Scribbled Ramblings: April 2012
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Worthless rantings from the elder places of a young mind. Wednesday, April 18, 2012. I’ve heard Christ called a rebel (cheers to unpleasant labels. And I’ve read Paul writing “do not conform to this world”. So I should just follow my gut and do what I. I want to do, right? Today, I believe the answer is wrong. Jesus was in the temple when his parents didn’t expect it. His defense: “don’t you know I should be in my father’s house? Oh wait, the passage continues:. The things he knew! So I sat there at the ...
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Scribbled Ramblings: June 2012
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Worthless rantings from the elder places of a young mind. Saturday, June 23, 2012. Wala Sathiya 2012 at UOP. Tuesday, June 19, 2012. 8206;Don't use the phone. People are never ready to answer it. Use poetry. 8213; Jack Kerouac. Monday morning was super weather. The sun was out but there was considerable rain also, and the heat and humidity of Colombo mid-morning was lifted by the coolness of the drops of liquid breaking free of pregnant clouds. Such a long and ineffective sentence. The rain has stopped&#...
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Scribbled Ramblings: November 2013
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Worthless rantings from the elder places of a young mind. Monday, November 4, 2013. Psalm 139 has been. For a while now. I relate to it so strongly that when I am lost for words and struggling to pray for myself, the psalmist seems to speak for me. While I kept my silence, my body wasted away. Through my groaning all day long. For day and night your hand was heavy upon me;. My strength was dried up as by the heat of summer. Then I acknowledged my sin to you,. And I did not hide my iniquity;. You knit me ...
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Bachelor Years: February 2010
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Five years at the University of Peradeniya reading for a Bachelor of Arts. Saturday, February 6, 2010. New Delhi: Headed for…. We'd need the time to come back to – right? We finally boarded what seemed like the 1:16 model of a regular commercial air-plane. Take off was shaky to say the least, and honestly, I was nearly peeing in my pants. The flight and landing itself were not so bad, but Chennai was. A persons whole future in that airport at least! The tiny (and obviously very effective) padlock which w...
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Bachelor Years: October 2010
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Five years at the University of Peradeniya reading for a Bachelor of Arts. Tuesday, October 19, 2010. When shit hits the fan, I duck. Say the minister was "taken hostage". Either way, we all know the University Students' Union is currently very unhappy (as they are used to being) about the consequences of what happened that day. Last Thursday, us 3. Years from the English Department coolly walked into Dr. Wickramagamage's lecture on Jane Austen's. Who went to class? Why did they go to class? Are we naive...
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