Kurisutin
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KURISUTIN

"The girl who spends her life between sleeping, eating, work and in front of her computer/phone's screen." - My friends


Name: Kurisutin

Gender: Female

DOB: October 10

Status: Currently fighting work stress and writer's block...

Fanfiction account: Kurisutinu


Hi!

I'm just an average female aspiring writer who loves to write.

When I'm not sleeping or being lazy that is. Or being distracted, which often happens. And being kept busy too.

Stupid necessity for work and writer's block...


A wise man once said, "Ask a girl."


"Behind every great man is a woman rolling her eyes."
- Jim Carrey


"To be a successful procrastinator, you must be a genius because you take what other people do in a course of weeks and mash it all into a couple of hours."

- David S. Clements


"A synonym is a word you use when you can't spell the first word you thought of."

- Burt Bacharach


The phaonmneal pweor of the hmaun mnid, aoccdrnig to a rscheearch at Cmabrigde
Uinervtisy, it dseno't mtaetr in waht oerdr the ltteres in a wrod are, the olny iproamtnt
tihng is taht the frsit and lsat ltteer be in the rghit pclae. The rset can be a taotl mses
and you can sitll raed it whotuit a pboerlm. Tihs is bcuseae the huamn mnid deos not
raed ervey lteter by istlef, but the wrod as a wlohe. Azanmig huh? yaeh and I awlyas
tghuhot slpeling was ipmorantt! if you can raed tihs rpsoet it.


"My mind works like lightning, one brilliant flash and it's gone."


Today we mourn the passing of a beloved old friend, Common Sense, who has been with us for many years. No one knows for sure how old he was, since his birth records were long ago lost in bureaucratic red tape. He will be remembered as having cultivated such valuable lessons as: Knowing when to come in out of the rain; why the early bird gets the worm; Life isn't always fair; and Maybe it was my fault.

Common Sense lived by simple, sound financial policies (don't spend more than you can earn) and reliable strategies (adults, not children, are in charge). His health began to deteriorate rapidly when well-intentioned but overbearing regulations were set in place. Reports of a 6 year-old boy charged with sexual harassment for kissing a classmate; teens suspended from school for using mouthwash after lunch; and a teacher fired for reprimanding an unruly student, only worsened his condition.

Common Sense lost ground when parents attacked teachers for doing the job that they themselves had failed to do in disciplining their unruly children. It declined even further when schools were required to get Parental consent to administer Calpol, sun lotion or a band-aid to a student; but could not inform parents when a student became pregnant and wanted to have an abortion.

Common Sense lost the will to live as the Ten Commandments became contraband; churches became businesses; and criminals received better treatment than their victims.

Common Sense took a beating when you couldn't defend yourself from a burglar in your own home and the burglar could sue you for assault.

Common Sense finally gave up the will to live, after a woman failed to realize that a steaming cup of coffee was hot. She spilled a little in her lap, and was promptly awarded a huge settlement.

Common Sense was preceded in death by his parents, Truth and Trust; his wife, Discretion; his daughter, Responsibility; and his son, Reason.

He is survived by his 3 stepbrothers; I Know My Rights, Someone Else Is To Blame, and I'm A Victim. Not many attended his funeral because so few realized he was gone. If you still remember him, pass this on. If not, join the majority and do nothing


I, as both a reader and a writer, find it increasingly infuriating that stories can get thousands of hits yet only a few reviews. What could take you five or ten minutes to read could have taken someone several hours to write and a lot of planning. Reviews encourage people and make them feel good about the writing.


CURRENT STORIES

Finished:

Senescence - When you grow old... The old woman, one of those increasingly rare few who lived to see past a hundred years and aware of her silent watcher always behind, patiently waiting, ached for the strength youth brought. "You keep forgetting even though you've been visiting me more and more lately." The little girl giggled, hugging a raggedy white teddy bear. "It's your bedtime." The watcher spoke, "Goodnight, Jane Doe." "Goodnight." The old woman and the little girl chorused, eyes closing...

Comments: A short story born from one of my tries at a diatribe of the unequality and unfairness of life and time, my nervosity of aging and death, and my liking of personification and symbolism.

Still Writing:

None so far...


Kurisutin's Journal

06-25-16

(Currently focusing on work)

Currently focusing the rest of my little free time on my fanfiction stories...

Kurisutin

Senescence
When you grow old... The old woman, aware of her silent watcher, ached for the strength youth brought. "You keep forgetting even though you've been visiting me more and more lately." The little girl giggled, hugging a raggedy white teddy bear. "It's your bedtime." The watcher spoke, "Goodnight, Jane Doe." "Goodnight." The old woman and the little girl chorused, eyes closing...
Fiction: General - Rated: K - English - Poetry - Chapters: 1 - Words: 948 - Published: 3/7 - Complete