| FOR TEH YOU! (As Stolen from Demee's Journal) |
[Apr. 23rd, 2004|11:55 pm] |
1. Give me a nickname and explain why you picked it:
2. Am I lovable?
3. How long have you known me?
4. When and how did we first meet?
5. What was your first impression?
6. Do you still think that way about me now?
7. What do you think my weakness is?
8. Do you think I'll get married?
9. What makes me happy?
10. What makes me sad?
11. What reminds you of me?
12. If you could give me anything what would it be?
13. How well do you know me?
14. When's the last time you saw me?
15. Ever wanted to tell me something but couldn't?
16. Do you think I could kill someone?
17. Describe me in one word.
18. Do you think our friendship is getting stronger, weaker, or staying the same?
19. Do you feel that you could talk to me about anything and I would listen?
20. Are you going to put this on your livejournal and see what I say about you?
Fill this out as a comment, please! |
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| Whoa. |
[Oct. 22nd, 2003|04:32 pm] |
| [ | mood |
| |  contemplative | ] |
Hmm. Finally I get time to write in this again! Whoop!
A lot has happened. I'm kind of alone at school - no one I can really trust anymore it seems. Break was good, two weeks away from everything. Back in school now, which makes me unhappy. Been going to the gym - I look a lot better I think. Also found a new obsession type thing... well, rediscovered it anyway. Harper's Tale!
It's a MOO, a text based roleplaying game based on the Dragonriders of Pern series by Anne McCaffrey (Highly Reccomended books, at that).
Well, I applied for Search and I got an interview. Encouraging, I think. No date set for the dragon clutching, but IC Search is supposed to be starting on October 31st, aka Halloween. I'm so excited, I can barely think straight.
Doing well with Eli. I'm very happy, as usual, but I'm guessing no one else cares about that. :] Oh well. I'd love you all anyway. Hehe, yeah right.
Final Fantasy XI comes out fairly soon. Probably gonna get it. Erp, how am I gonna have time for all this? Damned homework.
Tonight I have Biology, Geometry (which I don't have written down), English and... that's it, I think. I don't want to go to school on Friday - it'll be stupid. Dumb school. Dumb Spanish. Hate, hate, hate. Blah.
No one will RP on Harper's Tale. How sad. That reminds me, I need to get working on my character website, though I think I'll wait to launch it until after this clutch is up. I want the dragon info up if I get Searched and Impress.
Yeah. That's about all, I guess. Oh! Except I took my PSAT's, and I thought they were really easy. I'm anxious to see what score I get. Not until December. Oh well.
Ja~ |
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| Hmph. |
[Sep. 19th, 2003|09:13 am] |
I'm gonna write a very eloquent poem about the Spirit of Vengeance.
Yeah. |
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| Hecticness |
[Sep. 18th, 2003|03:07 pm] |
| [ | mood |
| |  drained | ] |
| [ | music |
| | Evanescence - Fallen (entire CD) | ] |
Blah. Haven't gotten to write very much. I feel kind of depressed, and I can't really figure out why. Everyone's depressed though, my friends are anyway. This sucks, and I hope Eli is okay. Hurricanes suck. |
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| Mmph |
[Sep. 8th, 2003|02:22 pm] |
| [ | mood |
| |  frustrated | ] |
I had weird dreams again. I should take Nyquil every night, it seems to induce dreams @_@
Anyway, so it was like at high school... but it wasn't. It was more like an old, Irish castle sort of thing. Then there was a broken brick wall, and I was running across it, leaping over it, twisting, turning, and being extremely nimble. I remember hearing my Spanish teacher (who is also the football coach) going "I bet I could have a new quarterback, if I wanted."
I remember also feeling really free. and climbing up to insane places where no one else could get to. It was weird @_@ Okay okay, gotta do this dumbass presentation now. |
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| Showers and Strange Dreams |
[Sep. 7th, 2003|02:05 pm] |
I was in the shower, and I remembered a really weird dream I had last night when I was drugged out on NyQuil:
There was some big theatre thing, with a huge tank of water in the center, yet it was like a movie theatre. Anyway, so I went down the aisle, and I immediately found the group I was gonna sit with: Kya, Olsen, Eli, Amanda, Cully and myself. So we sat down, in our respective pairs, and watched this show... that had humpback whales jumping out of the big tank (they were real).
Then I had to go see it again with the same group. It was reeeeaaalllyyy weird.
Anyway, yeah. |
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| Can't. Breathe. |
[Sep. 7th, 2003|12:45 pm] |
| [ | mood |
| |  sick | ] |
| [ | music |
| | Evanescence - Tourniquet | ] |
I went to bed last night with congestion and a 'head cold'. I woke up this morning wheezing and gasping with a familiar tightness in my chest.
Oh yes. Bronchitis.
*proceeds to flip off multiple things*
Woke up and I was seeing double, so I went back to bed. Got up later, only to be frustrated by the ever-looming fact that I had 58 surveys to go through, tally the answers to and interpret the data, (in 1 1/2 hours, at that) because my other two partners needed to write their essays.
I feel sick. Still. I think I'm going to take my inhaler, eat something and take a shower. I have 3 days of grime on me, and that's probably not helping. I'll use Silver Ravenwolf's good old trick about cleansing the aura to get rid of sickness... or at least part of it. |
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| "Don't say I'm out of touch, with this rampant chaos; your reality" |
[Sep. 6th, 2003|04:55 pm] |
| [ | mood |
| | disappointed | ] |
| [ | music |
| | Evanescence - Imaginary | ] |
I love that line. Don't know why, its just so... moving. Good song, yep.. I need to work on my .hack fanfic, I just haven't had energy. And the new werewolf one... I write too much. Especially too many new stories.
The stupid tornado warning ended up being a flippin' bust. We got about 10 minutes of rain, a five minute edition of wind gusts, and that was it.
Some tornado.
"Swallowed up in the sound of my screaming, cannot cease for the fear of silent nights. Oh how I long for the deep sleep, dreaming, the goddess of imaginary light."
I have to draw that. Unfortunately I can't draw.
Oh yes, I finally uploaded a picture for this thing. It's a small piece of one of my past works, "Bound In Darkness". Badly colored, badly drawn, badly... cropped? Who knows. I wish this layout had the link ability. I'd switch it to something else, but I don't like any of the other layouts. Sigh. |
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| Tornado Warnings Suck |
[Sep. 6th, 2003|02:45 pm] |
| [ | mood |
| | annoyed | ] |
| [ | music |
| | Nothing | ] |
Well, for this being a "Microburst" state, its odd that they'd issue a tornado warning. Yeah, that's right. Nasty storm whipping up, and its bringing with it a tornado warning. The 'dust' phase has kicked in. The house across the street is drowned out in a haze of light brown dust.
The baby shower went over rather well, but my niece Cassandra was a pain in the ass. She hit me and started punching me about half way through, but me being me I had to restrain myself from beating her ass in public. I get tired of that little beast harassing me.
Working on the user picture still. Don't know when I'll get one/get one done. Blah. |
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| "Yeah, everyone's got to have the sickness... 'cause everyone seems to need the cure..." |
[Sep. 6th, 2003|12:33 pm] |
| [ | mood |
| |  complacent | ] |
| [ | music |
| | Metallica - Cure | ] |
Well, I've been playing around on Gaia pretty much all day. Then again, what's new? I'm trying to draw a user picture for this damn thing, but to no avail. I've been RP'ing on the Gaia site, rather interesting in fact. I have a new thread up called "Night Terrors", where my werewolf form is chasing down hapless victims. Huff volunteered to be the drunken hapless victim, therefore he is now Hapless Victim Huff.
I know, I'm so very original.
[/sarcasm off]
I wanna go lay down, but I don't wanna leave the thread. You know, impoliteness... and its just so intriguing. Hmm. I think I'll go draw Ri's werewolf form now. |
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| Weird Dreams |
[Sep. 6th, 2003|06:35 am] |
| [ | mood |
| |  groggy | ] |
| [ | music |
| | None Yet | ] |
Its 6:31am. Its Saturday. I see a negative correllation in my happiness pattern.
Had a dream while I was sleeping, though. My g'ma was still alive, 'cause I was on the cellphone talking. Mom had gone in to see about a doctor.
"Do you have CPOs?" I asked the nurse on the phone. That's all I remember of dialogue. Then somehow my left arm was sheered off at the shoulder...
...and we drove out of the hospital looking for a place to get it fixed. Or maybe it was just a group of doctor's offices. Plus I had to goto school that day. Then I remember mom stopping, and picking up two people (like she was a taxi) and then we all drove away and I was cheerfully telling them about my arm being cut off.
I have disturbing dreams. |
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| First Entry |
[Sep. 5th, 2003|11:41 pm] |
| [ | mood |
| | calm | ] |
| [ | music |
| | Metallica - Carpe Diem Baby | ] |
Well. Its the first entry. I just got this code, after surfing around Gaia for a little bit. Ran into a nice fellow who gave it to me. Tried to draw a bit earlier, not to much avail. Talking to Icee, but that's about it. I finally got some answers out of Eli as to what was wrong, and I feel sincerely better about that. Still sick as a bloody dog, though. Time to go see if I can't format the journal and fix it up a bit. Ja~ |
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