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tan·ka1
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noun
a Japanese poem consisting of five lines, the first and third of which have five syllables and the other seven, making 31 syllables in all and giving a complete picture of an event or mood.

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das nice

Not mine, it's for a book report.

iT'S STILL NICE

@Peter_Duende language

Illegal immigration is a touchy subject nowadays. It causes so many problems for current US citizens, and for those wanting to legally enter the United States. If you aren't going to obey a US law in entering it, how can we allow you to be a part of the US?

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Please pray for me. I'm expecting a callback within the next two hours for a possible job. Please pray that I will be able to speak clearly/eloquently, and that I will be thankful for whatever happens. Thank you.

[This is no longer true (I just got the job literally 15 minutes ago), but it's the last thing I copy-pasted.]

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(So this is from my latest story and no one will be able to read it since it is in swedish but it was the last thing I copied… I will try to translate it to english but it’s not gonna sound as good as it does in swedish.)

Just när saker äntligen börjar lösa sig så går de åt skogen igen. Typiskt.

Nej, jag skämtar faktiskt bara. Jag är sen till skolan, det är allt.

Imorse… jag vet inte. Jag var bara så jävla trött. Jag ignorerade väckarklockan. Mamma kom in tjugo minuter innan jag skulle vara där och informerade mig om denna tidsbrist, vilket ledde till där jag är nu. Halvspringandes över skolgården med mobilen i högsta hugg samtidigt som jag försöker läsa alla nya meddelanden. Just idag verkar det som om alla fått för sig att messa mig. Typiskt.

Det finns egentligen bara ett mess som jag bryr mig om. Det kommer från Robin, och det får mig att med bultande hjärta stanna mitt på fotbollsplanen bara för att läsa vad han skriver igen. Jag kan inte fatta det, men det gör mig så jävla glad.

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Right when things seem to finally solve themselves, everything fucks up again. It’s typical.

No, I’m actually just kidding. I am late for school, that’s all.

This morning… I don’t know. I was just so freaking tired. I ignored my alarm. Mom came in to my room about twenty minutes before I was supposed to be in school and informed me that I was late, which led to where I am right now. Running across the school yard with my phone in my hand, trying to read all new messages. It seems like everyone is texting me today, and I really don’t have time for that right now. Typical.

There’s actually only one text that I care about. It’s from Robin. I stop halfway through the schools football field just to read what he texted me all over again, with my heart pounding in my chest. I can’t believe what he says, but it makes me so fucking happy.