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[age] 28 (5-13-80)
[sex] often (er... girl)
[hair color] coppery red blonde (my natural color... after almost 6 years of playing with hair dye)
[height] 5'2"
[eyes] green
[profession] novelist by night, home school teacher by day
[status] truly, madly, passionaely, and completely in love
Everyone has a light and a dark side, I find, and I am no exception. If you’re looking for all the answers, I do not have them, I’m afraid. If you’re looking for
someone who is happy all the time, I am not, but nor am I always shrouded in darkness.
I’m just a girl, and as long as you don’t ask more of me than you would give of yourself, then we will be just fine. The opinions expressed in this little corner of my world are mine and I would thank you to respect that. I do not demand that you agree with, or even like me, and ask you to extend me the same courtesy. What you see is what you get… unless you take the time to look behind this mask. We all have them, and this one is mine.
I’ll be honest, I have the rather stereotypical poetic tendency of falling into month long binges of unhappy ranting. So, if you’re surprised when I don’t seem like the most cheery person on the face of the planet, do not say that you were not warned. I am a lover of dark literature and poetry, thus is will come a no surprise that I am into the gothic and punk subcultures, though time has mellowed me and I'm almost respectable these days. When I fall, I fall hard, and landing is never easy.
On the reverse, when I am happy, I am blissful. I truly do try and see the good in most, or all, people with whom I come into contact. I believe in the inherent good in man, and always try and believe that people are as beautiful as they have the potential to be. After all, we only live this life once, no matter what happens, or where we go, after. I try to be a good friend, even if I’m not all that skilled at it, and I am very protective of those I love. It's not always easy, but few things in life of value are, I find. When I love, I love completely, as I’m something of an emotional extremeist.
If I had to sum up my life philosophy in one phrase it would have to be, "To everything there is season and a purpose under Heaven." I believe strongly that all things happen for a reason and with purpose, all in their proper time. Just because I can't see the purpose does not mean that it is not there. I am a person of faith, but would never go so far as to say of religion. I believe that everyone must make their own way and follow what path seems best for them. It is their life, after all.
All in all, I am a simple person who enjoys the company of those I love, a good book, and a beautiful afternoon. I ask very little from life other than to be loved, to find peace, and the hope that just maybe I might be able to make the world a more beautiful place in which to live.
I've moved around a lot in recent years, but am now blessed to live in Muskegon, Michigan... not far from the lake shore. I share a house with some of my dearest friends, and of course, my beloved August. He is the light and love of my life... my taskmaster, and eveing fire. Once upon a time I had thought I knew love. He has taught me what love really is. If you notice a light and joy in my writing that was once missing, you can thank him for that. ^_^
I enjoy a wide range of hobbies which include: table top gaming, the 'Game of Thrones' CCG, graphic design, photography, live action role playing, celtic knotwork, and sleeping. Yes, I consider sleep a hobby. *^_^* I would place my writing in the hobby
catigory if it weren't something I take so seriously. However, as I have yet to be paid for it, I suppose a hobby it must remain. I'm also a crazy Halo fan... and worhip at the alter of my XBOX 360 almost daily. (my Gamertag is Ravenfire 117 if you wish to friend me)
I have two brothers (25, and 18), and a sister (16) who mean the world to me. I am blessed in that the four of us are all very close. I'm in the statistic of those whose parents are divorced, but it doesn't bother me. They still do a lot together, so I don't feel like I'm missing anything.
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-Bands-
KoRn ,
Evanescence,
Ambeon,
Static X,
Linkin Park,
Lacuna Coil,
Within
Temptation,
VNV Nation,
The Killers,
DJ Mystic ,
Delerium ,
Faithless ,
L'Ame Immortalle,
Muse,
Breaking Benjamin,
Jem
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Lord of the Rings,
Pirate
s of the Caribbean,
Underworld,
Queen of the Damned,
Edward Scissorhands,
Labyrinth,
Legend,
Hellboy,
Harry Potter,
The Chronicales of Riddick,
Hero,
House of Flying Daggers,
The Fifth Element,
Sin City
-Anime-
Beck, Get Backers, Chrno Crusade, Vampire Hunter D, X/ 1999, Naruto, Shaman King,
Trigun, Cowboy Bebop, Bleach, Record of Lodoss War, Macross Plus
-Books-
Lord of the Rings, A Game of Thrones, Dragon Prince, Some Place to be Flying, The
Deepest Sea, Harry Potter, Dune, The Dreaming Tree, The Chronicales of Narnia
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Final Fantasy VII and VIII, Onimusha, Tekken 3, Soul Blade, Settlers of Catan, D&D,
Final Haven, Fate
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[code]: base by gawariel_design, exteisive editing by me
[images]: xbox.com, bungie.net, and me; designed in photoshop
[theme]: Some of you may live under a rock and not know that I am a HUGE Halo fan. I'm a pretty big XBOX 360 fan in general, but Halo
is my favorite game. This is my tribute to one of the most awesome video game characters of this modern gaming era, the Master Chief, Spartan 117, Jon.
Beyond all hope he was a symbol of strength and steadfast determination. Like Arthur before him, when we need him, he will be there.
Those of us who believe know that the 7ru7h is yet to be discovered, and that this story is far from over. Until then, we will remember the hero,
and we will believe.
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Since some people seem to be in a twist about me not going to CAPRS, here's the ever-exciting answer as to why: I blew out a tire. Apparently the cracks in the sidewall were foretelling of something. >.< I blew it at work, and it took all the rest of friday to get new ones and get my running around about my various other car crap done. *sighs in irritation* By the time I was set, it was late and I didn't feel like driving up to Ionia in the rain, in the dark, alone. So... I didn't.
Saturday saw a distress call from a friend who needed help with his car trouble, and I couldn't leave him stranded. He's really not got anyone else doen here to turn to, and so I was glad to help. Besides, the weather was sucky... and if I'm going to get sick at a larp, I'm reserving that for FH. Sorry. That, and I was in a writing bender that I couldn't pass up. I got a ton of work on SoA done.
So, if you're pissed because I let you down yet again, I'm sorry. I have no control over fate and will not feel guilty about it. Stop taking it personally. Do I sound irritated? Yup. I didn't do anything to activly HURT you, despite the fact that you always seem to be determined to think I have.
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I'm not a very good friend, never have been, and will be the first to admit it. I don't call people back... I usually break plans... and HATE being made to feel obligated in any way. I want everything my way, on my terms, and refust to change. Pretty much, I'm a bitch. Don't try and argue the point with me, because I know I am. I freely admit that. I don't, at ALL, like to DEAL with people. Frankly, if you're my friend, you know how I am. You either accept that and are good with it, or you're not. I'm not going to change. Not for you, not for anyone. You know I'm a zebra, so why do you always expect that one of these days I'm gonna show up spotted? And no, this is not directed at you alone, Alandark. It's a general service announcement. LOTS of people seem to think I'm someone I'm not, and I'm really not in the mood to be gentle about it.
Here are the facts, people: I don't want you to count on me or need me. I can't hardly handle my own life, let alone yours too. I'm here to listen when I can, and I will ALWAYS keep your secrets, but understand that my world revolved around me, and I am not your rock. The minute your drama becomes my drama and I have to start DEALING with things, I'm out, done, finished. My life is complicated, and I will not permitt it to become more so. When you need me, you put more weight on my than I care to shoulder, and it's not fair. So, I'll be dead honest with ya, whther you want to hear it or not. Frankly, I don't care if anyone wants to hear it or not. The truth sucks, and that's a fact of life. You know I'm brutally honest, so expect it to hurt sometimes. I know I do. You expect honesty from me, so dont' get pissed when you get it. If you don't like what you hear, imagine how it feels on my end.
I love my friends, though. Really. For all of that... I DO love you. I love you in MY way, not as YOU want me too. Please, for the love of God and all the Angelic Hosts... except that if I say we're good... we are. I ASSURE you, if we weren't, you'd know. I'll TELL you. Don't put me in a cage and try to fit me to the person you WANT me to be. It i'nt happenin'. Just because you don't hear from me does NOT mean I don't still love ya, it just means I want to be left alone. If you know me, you know that's what I'm like. I always have been, I just used to have more energy to hide the fact.
I know no one wants to hear it... but I don't NEED ANYONE. Seriously. I have made my world like it is so that I don't HAVE to need anyone. If everyone suddenly just walked out of my life, which people very often do, it won't shatter me. Not ever again. Does that mean I don't care about you and that you're not importent to me, no. It means that when I DO call you or hang out, I'm doing so because I WISH to. It's not out of some assanine feeling of obligation or guilt. I react very, very BADLY when people try to guilt me, as some of you know. Nope, if I spent my time with you, it's because that's exactly what I wish to be doing, and you have my undivided attention.
You can either accept that... or not. S'up to you. I'm not babysitting anyone feelings here. Your feelings are your damn problem, just like mine are my own problem. I don't expect anyone to give a shit about me, as their world doesn't revolve around me. That's cool... it shouldn't. I'll do my best to be honest with you, keep my PROMISES (note the special use of that word... know the difference between a 'likely plan' and a PROMISE), and be there when you really need me. Truly.
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Sunday, mom, Chelle, me, and Matt were watching this thing about Stonehenge. They're always the same, with the same info and same lack of conclusions, but I watch them every time anyway. Why? Because I'm a geek. *laugh*
Matt chimes in,"The US needs to build a henge. We don't have anything that cool here, and we should."
Mom gets this thoughtful look on her face and shakes her head. "No," she replies, "henges attract hippies."
I laughed so hard I fell off the couch.
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[ 09 . 22 . 2006 @ 13:39] |
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The answer to your question is yes, I am a huge geek. So, don't bother to point it out. *self effacing grin* The subject of this newest layout is, as some of you might know, the Master chief, Spartan 117 from the kick ass XBox game Halo. I wasn't that into this game at first, mostly only playing with my brothers as a way to kill time... or get killed, as the case may be. (I really suck at the game) Josh has been pestering me for like a year to read the Halo books... novelizations of the back and side story behind the game. I finally did... and OMG! Such a good story and world, believe it or not. I was surprised. The second book was blah, but it was by a different author than the first and third. Now I can't wait for the 3rd game to come out sometime next year. I've beaten the first two with the help og Josh and Matt, which was an alien slaughtering, world saving good time.
I've been in a mood lately, and I'm not really sure why. I think it has to do with the dynamics of the people around me changing. Maybe I'm the one changing, I don't know. On some fronts, I know that I have left others behind... closed myself off like I'm well aware I have the habit of doing. It's nothing personal, just the way I am. When things get complicated, I shut down and close everyone off so that I can deal with how I'm feeling and move on. Simple as that. In other regards, some people I care about have moved on. Found new hobies, new friends, new jobs... and simply don't have time for me anymore. Things aren't the same. I don't want to be hurt, as I do this same thing to other people all the time, but I can't help but be sad. I'm a victem of my own creation, I know, and have no one to blame but myself... but that doesn't make it any less crappy.
Today is the last day of summer... and I'm not at all sad to be seeing it go. Fall is my favorite time of year, and I'm ready to settle down, I think. The leaves are changing colors, lighting the world on fire, and I love that. Evening comes earlier, and the mornings are frosted with chill. I feel a sense of deep thoughtfulness, as if the world is holding its breath in preperation for the long winter to come. While I could do without the snow, or at least none on the roads, I'm ready. Perhaps I'm just at that point in life. I'm closing down everything that even looks like it might hurt me, shutting out everything that get too near, and settling down for the long winter of some time to think. *shrug* Or... I could just need to get some sleep.
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I don’t know if any of you know, but I’ve entered the Last Layout Standing contest again this season. I’m in the top 8, hoping to move to the top 6 this weekend. If you’d be so kind as to head over to Freelayouts sometime on Saturday or Sunday and drop me a vote, I’d really appreciate it. Also, feel free to ask, prod, or bribe any of your LJ friends to vote as well. Every vote counts, and I’m hoping to improve my previous second place finish with a win this time. ^_^
Thanks in advance!
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[ 08 . 31 . 2006 @ 09:49] |
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I don’t’ know if I told most of you, but I started taking martial arts this week. Choi Kwang Do, to be exact. I’ve been saying for years that I wanted to get into a martial art, and I keep putting it off and making excuses. Well, this time, I actually did it. And OMG do I LOVE it. Choi is a Korean martial art, derived from Tae Kwang do. However, where Tae is very rigid and hard on the body, with bone to bone strikes and snaps, Choi has none of that. It is more fluid and designed to work WITH your body’s natural movements.
Seriously… I’m SO sore, and all my muscles ache… but it’s the best kinda ache, you know? I have class Monday and Wednesday evening, and then I go running and practice on Tuesday, and hopefully on day during the weekend. I even have my first belt test on the 16th of September! Kwanjanim (my Master) says that I’ll be ready! It means missing Winter Haven, which is a bummer, but I have to have priorities. I promised myself that I would give my all, and that Choi would come first. Besides, Josh’s birthday is on Sunday, and so I was gonna leave WH early anyway.
A friend of mine is one of the instructors, which is really helpful. He’s been totally awesome about giving me pointers and extra help, and I’m even hoping to scam him into an extra practice session this weekend, since I won’t have class on Monday. Everyone there is super wonderful and nice, which is awesome, since I was a little apprehensive at first.
Really, deciding to take Choi was one of the best decisions I’ve made in a long time. ^_^
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[ 08 . 24 . 2006 @ 11:37] |
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His dark and fathomless eyes looked out over the hills of Faerie, of Underhill; Alesya and he could not help the slight frown that pulled at his lips. In the near distance was the city of Twilight, the great and timeless capitol city of the Fae wherein was held the Court of the Seelie. It was a singularly magical place, divided between the Dawn Court of the Light Fae, and the Court of Dusk where he ruled. Sometimes those towering spires were empty when he and Titania were at odds and retreated to their own realms of sunlight or shadow far removed from Twilight. At present, it was at peace, and populated by a united Seelie Court.
Twilight was surrounded by rolling hills and timeless forests, places that changed with his or Queen’s whim. All the landscape was bathed in an eternal rose glow, for this was the line where the realm of Night and that of Day met. It was a place of balance and equality between the Light and Dark Fae, and thus had the great city been brought into being there. The Lesser Elemental Fae seemed at home anywhere, something the great King found he envied from time to time. Especially right now.
Oberon ran a flawlessly wrought hand through his waist length silvery hair, his olive skin a stark contrast to the paleness of those starlit cascades. His eyes were black as the night itself, capable of both unbelievable kindness and horrifying cruelty. He was beauty in physical form, all sharp lines and graceful litheness. At present, he was clad in knee high boots of supple black leather, black breeches, a dove gray undershirt of silk, and a knee length midnight blue long coat accented in stunning inlay of silver. There was no mistaking the King of the Dark Fae, for Oberon verily radiated the majesty of Night and Shadow.
He hefted a sigh. There was no mistaking it…something was wrong in Alesya. It was subtle, almost indiscernible. But, for the mighty King, it was there… like a sliver in his essence. He was part of Alesya, as bound to it as he was bound to the darkness of his nature. He had been since before the count of Mortal time, and so he knew… knew there was something wrong in his land.
Dare he speak to Titania of it? She seemed disconcerted of late with much of anything, even with the disappearance of Lord Tearlin who was a fellow Light Fae. For himself, he missed Lord Velorum’s gentle manner and quiet wisdom. Velorum would have felt the wrongness as well, and he would have spoken to the others on the matter.
It had been a long time since the King and Queen and the Avatars had been at ease with one another. He and Velorum had the best repore, the only real bridge between the ancient and most powerful of the Faery. The girls, especially Rain, loathed him and Titania for their policy of non intervention in matters of Mortal trouble. Tearlin kept a cautious distance. He would never forgive them for sins long past, misunderstandings that could never be righted. For all his power, even Oberon could not turn back time. Thus the Avatars were rarely in Alesya, and trusted the King and Queen not at all. He was sorrowed to know they had earned that mistrust.
And where are you, Velorum, he wondered for not the first time. Was the wrongness in the land of the Faery just a small part of a greater problem? Perhaps it was something to do with Life and Death themselves, and with whatever it was that had rendered them inaccessible to everyone. Or… is it something worse? He asked himself.
Even Oberon did not know, and it was the not knowing that bothered him the most.
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[ 08 . 23 . 2006 @ 15:53] |
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I am not really, in all honesty, one of those souls who feels their deep connection to the land and its denizens. Though I can claim ancient bloodlines and a very earthy nature, I would never go so far as to say I have an affinity with it, a wholeness and oneness with it. But, there are moments when I think I reconnect with that aspect of humanity that is in tune with the natural world, and have a wonderfully near- spiritual experience.
Today, I took the little ones and went to the Howell Nature Center. Summer is swiftly coming to a close, and so I want to make the most of the short days we have left in the warm sun and green earth. As such, we walked the quiet trails, saw the animals, ran, played, and generally had a wonderful time. I spent a lot of time gazing at the kestrels… silently vowing to myself that one of these days I’ll commit to my life long desire to become a falconer.
The last thing we really came to was the new fox exhibit. A pair of beautiful and sweet natured red fox were basking in the sun, looking at the three of us with those indulgent liquid black eyes. I wanted SO badly to cuddle up with one. I think the little darling must have plucked the thought right out of my head, because he came right over to where we stood by the fence and licked my outstretched fingers. The pair of them stood with us for the better part of half an hour and nuzzled our hands and rolled about in play, as if to let us know that if it weren’t for the silly fence, we’d be more than welcome to come and join them for a frolic.
I love red foxes. They might just be my favorite animal, and certainly one of my totems. I had been feeling a little… withdrawn, and I swear those two just recharged my batteries. So beautiful, and with such bright little faces I could just see them about to break into human speech and reveal the secrets to a happy and carefree life. Needless to say… we’ll be visiting the Nature Center a lot more before the weather turns.
On a completely unrelated note, I’ve changed my layout again… this time in homage to that bad boy of Final Fantasy VII - Vincent Valentine. The design is an edited version of the US site for the game, with some edits by yours truly. I like the eye candy. *grin*
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Preview: Dirge of Cerberus
Notes: I've been a FF VII fan since the first days of the original, and so when I learned that one of my all time favorite video game characters was going to be starring in his own game, I could not have been more happy. Needless to say, I got the game the day it came came out and had it beat 2 days later, with a hapily contented little fan girl smile on my face. *laugh* This layout is one in a series I'm doing based on the layout of the US version of the Dirge of Cerberus website by Square Enyx. Please, feel free to just plug and play, as it's not very graphics intensive. Thus, I'm not requiring you to host your own images this time. However, please be aware that there are places where you might need to do some px tweeking to get things where you want them, so you should have some knowledge of code before you begin to install this layout.
I hope you enjoy this design as much as I do, and keep your eye out for the next four or five in this series. ^_^
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[ 08 . 10 . 2006 @ 13:12] |
Big surprise... I'm on a graphic design kick again. ^_~ This one is for the Dragon, who introduced me to this kick ass new and. *wubs 30StM*
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30 Seconds to Mars
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Notes: As with all my layouts, you need to be aware of how to edit code. I am NOT requiring that you host the images yourself this time, as there are very few of them (for once). I know that this is a departure piece for me, but I decided it was time to broaden my horizons. I like the simple and clean lines, and hope that you do as well. ^_^ Enjoy!
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So, for those of you won didn't know, i'm getting my first tattoo lined this weekend. I'm a bit nervous, as I know it's gonna hurt and all, but more excited than anything else. Todd and Dragon tell me it's a Tramp Stamp, as I'm getting it in the small of me back. >.< I just like it there because it's not really noticable unless I bend over and my shirt pulls up. Here's the image, or rather the ROUGH image. Yes, I designed it myself.
Also... OMG Dragon, I love you. 30 Seconds to Mars is The Awesome. I picked up their new album the other day, and plan on getting their first one tonight. I'm ALWAYS on the lookout for new music, and these guys are deffinately worth the listen.
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Here's my most recent creation. I love Evanescence, and as the cover art for the new CD, due out the 3rd of October, just came out, I thought I'd make a tribute piece. ^_^ Enjoy.
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The Open Door
Notes: As with all my layouts, you need to be aware of how to edit code. This is not a design for the faint of heart, as it is very image heavy. I would ask that you please host the images yourself.
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[ 08 . 07 . 2006 @ 15:58] |
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Have you ever had the uncomfortable feeling that your world has shifted? As if some dynamic in it has changed beyond you that you can’t exactly see, but you can definitely feel it? It’s much like walking around in the woods in the dark. Even if you know the path well, there are shadows that shift and change, making your footing unsure in a world you know well by the light of day.
I have that feeling right now. A sense of uneasiness for which I cannot find a root cause, nor explanation. A sense of dread I cannot place. As if, somewhere just beyond my ability to grasp, something changed, and not for the better. Something loved is lost, something treasured is broken. Yet, I have done nothing I can fathom to cause this feeling. I have tried to be a good friend in the ways that I can, have tried to be there for my family, and tried to remain true to my own heart.
So why this feeling? Why this shadow in a sunny sky? I like it not… not at all.
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Not Ready to Make Nice -Dixie Chicks-
Forgive, sounds good Forget, I’m not sure I could They say time heals everything But I’m still waiting
I’m through with doubt There’s nothing left for me to figure out I’ve paid a price And I’ll keep paying
I’m not ready to make nice I’m not ready to back down I’m still mad as hell and I don’t have time to go round and round and round It’s too late to make it right I probably wouldn’t if I could ‘Cause I’m mad as hell Can’t bring myself to do what it is you think I should
I know you said Can’t you just get over it It turned my whole world around And I kind of like it
I made my bed and I sleep like a baby With no regrets and I don’t mind sayin’ It’s a sad sad story when a mother will teach her Daughter that she ought to hate a perfect stranger And how in the world can the words that I said Send somebody so over the edge That they’d write me a letter Sayin’ that I better shut up and sing Or my life will be over
I’m not ready to make nice I’m not ready to back down I’m still mad as hell and I don’t have time to go round and round and round It’s too late to make it right I probably wouldn’t if I could ‘Cause I’m mad as hell Can’t bring myself to do what it is you think I should
I’m not ready to make nice I’m not ready to back down I’m still mad as hell and I don’t have time to go round and round and round It’s too late to make it right I probably wouldn’t if I could ‘Cause I’m mad as hell Can’t bring myself to do what it is you think I should
Forgive, sounds good Forget, I’m not sure I could They say time heals everything But I’m still waiting
No, this has NOTHING to do with the boys in my life. Not any of them. Nor any of my friends. This not about you, because of you, or for you. This is because of where I am in my world, and the fact that I'll never have enough words of my own for myself... nor ever really be able to say what I want to say. It's like standing on the edge... and knowing that it's time to jump. I'll either grow wings or shatter on the rocks. Only time will tell which. Make of this what you will, I'm not explaining it to you.
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Damn you, LJ, for inserting that nav strip when I CLEARLY didn't want to 'try it out'! I have a paid account for a REASON! *sharls*
I was in the best mood ever from like... Friday till last night. Now, with no real reason what-so-ever... I'm in a FOUL mood. *irritated sigh* Why am I in such a bitchy mood? I have NO reason to be. I had an unbalievable weekend... lots of sleep last night... am FINALLY done with my first book... Honestly, no reason to be as ravingly bitchy as I've been today.
I don't suppose one of you to whom I seem eternally empathically linked is in a bad mood, eh? maybe my sugar's outta wack... mmm... *shrug*
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[ 07 . 10 . 2006 @ 09:40] |
(Click here to post your own answers for this meme.)
| ✓ I miss somebody right now. |
× I don't watch much TV these days. |
✓ I own lots of books. |
| × I wear glasses or contact lenses. |
✓ I love to play video games. |
✓ I've tried marijuana. |
| ✓ I've watched porn movies. |
× I have been the psycho-ex in a past relationship. |
✓ I believe honesty is usually the best policy. |
| ✓ I curse sometimes. |
✓ I have changed a lot mentally over the last year. |
× I carry my knife/razor everywhere with me. |
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[ 07 . 07 . 2006 @ 11:25] |
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From Matt (age: 23)- Prostatot: girl aged 10-16 who dresses like a prostatute and usually act like one. Girls that young have NO business looking like they're hookin' it, seriously.
From Josh (age: 16) - Bichocracy: A household under the tyranical rule of the Queen bitch, or even a collection of bitchy woman in the household. For men, there's no escape...
*grin* I love my brothers. They have funny new vocab words for me to share.
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[ 07 . 06 . 2006 @ 14:36] |
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A very dear artist friend of mine has had a bit of bad luck. Someone robbed her and she’s painfully short of cash. So, she’s opening up a limited print run of her amazingly beautiful work.
Take a moment and think about how you would feel in her place… and then muster up the spare change to buy a print. You’ll be glad you did. She’s a beautiful person, and one hell of an artist. Buy a print for yourself, or maybe a present for someone else. In the end, you’re spreading some good Karma, and getting awesome art in the process. It’s a win/win situation for ya.
Thanks, guys. I know I can count on you.
Nashya's Gallery
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"Nobody's Home" -Avril Laviegn-
I couldn't tell you why she felt that way, She felt it everyday. And I couldn't help her, I just watched her make the same mistakes again.
What's wrong, what's wrong now? Too many, too many problems. Don't know where she belongs, where she belongs. She wants to go home, but nobody's home. It's where she lies, broken inside. With no place to go, no place to go to dry her eyes. Broken inside.
Open your eyes and look outside, find the reasons why. You've been rejected, and now you can't find what you left behind. Be strong, be strong now. Too many, too many problems. Don't know where she belongs, where she belongs. She wants to go home, but nobody's home. It's where she lies, broken inside. With no place to go, no place to go to dry her eyes. Broken inside.
Her feelings she hides. Her dreams she can't find. She's losing her mind. She's fallen behind. She can't find her place. She's losing her faith. She's fallen from grace. She's all over the place. Yeah,oh
She wants to go home, but nobody's home. It's where she lies, broken inside. With no place to go, no place to go to dry her eyes. Broken inside.
She's lost inside, lost inside...oh oh She's lost inside, lost inside...oh oh yeah
No... I don't want to talk about it.
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