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Travel Log for Choir-Trip-from-Hello-Dolly '04
[Apr. 20th, 2004|04:34 pm]
[
mood
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April shouldn't be 70 degrees
]
[
music
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"Breathe"-Michelle Branch
]
Thursday
Lexie made it! Yay! Bus trip was long and noisy. Dinner at Colonial Williamsburg wasn't all that great, but better than most places and was at least palatable. Ghost Tour was FUN, kept expecting to see one of the ghosts. Might go back to say a friendly hi to them all. Trip to hotel was very noisy. Hotel room was on the beach and had nice balcony.
Friday
Argh. Too damn early to be coherent. Performed today and had LOOOOONG heart-to-heart with Jenny and Sopheia. Got yelled at because I cried because purse and Cd player disappeared. Will steer clear of more irritable chaperones.
Saturday
YAY! BUSCH GARDENS! Was very hot, but a ride on Escape from Pompeii and a wade in the Dragon's Pond cooled me off. Dinner wasn't fantastic, but Waffle Cone of Cookie dough was GREAT. Will be taking home 2nd place in Women's Ensemble. Group from Jersey V. poor winners and too darn cocky.
Sunday
Went on V. fun cruise in Norfolk, with DJ. Wouldn't play my requested songs until the last one at the last minute. Grr. Trip home was exhausting.
(I know this is brief, leave me alone, It's too hot out to be detailed.)
"Will there be violence?" "I certainly hope so!"
[Apr. 21st, 2004|04:17 pm]
[
mood
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Still too warm for me
]
[
music
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Crimson and Clover
]
**Growls at whoever pinched Ghostdancer manuscript.** I want it back NOW. Frelling human race and their frelling automatic kleptomania!
The eye of the tiger...
[Apr. 22nd, 2004|04:02 pm]
[
mood
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inspired
]
[
music
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"I Believe in A Thing Called Love" -The Darkness
]
(Having trouble with a PC so took a page from Alysya's book and wrote this.)
Felicia Sheridan
--Tall, chubby, and curvaceous. Felicia looks and walks rather like a wildcat. Golden eyes peek from under long black lashes. Orange streaked chestnut hair to her waist, v. curly and thick. 215 pounds. Is proud of her hair and face, but could live without the rest.
--The attic of her parents' place in Sunset City. It's furnished in a mix of styles and eras that many would call tasteless or clashing. She has a mini-fridge that holds half-pint water bottles and cans of soda as well as a stereo, tv set and VCR. Her bed is against the wall under a window with a window seat, so she doesn't have to go far when she's sick. Her cat, Jenny, sleeps in a basket at the foot of the bed. Her pet mouse, Mrs. Frisby, lives on top of her dresser. Her computer is across the room.
--Felicia is a Californian teenager with no children. She attends Sunset City High School, where she is a junior. She does have a girlfriend at the moment, named Danielle. But, she and Dani are most certainly not going to remain a couple, as Dani has roving eyes and hands, yet Felicia would rather not share.
--Felicia wants live as a normal teenager and grow up to be a Special Education Art Teacher. She wants the freedom to hang out with her friends and keep her grades up. She wants to be able to go to sleep at night and not worry about saving the planet the next morning.
--The only thing standing in Felicia's way is destiny. She is a reincarnated warrior, meaning she has responsibilities most teenagers don't. She has to protect the world and the princesses and keep her grades up. But all this stress tires her out.
--
"So, Felicia, what's happening Saturday?"
"Boo-shit-diddly, that's what. I'm gonna sleep in, kick back and watch some toons, maybe improve my tan."
"You're so vain!"
"No, Eliza, I'm self-improving, there's a mild difference."
"You'll get all wrinkly and crap when you get old."
"THAT's vanity talking. Anyway, fat fills out the wrinkles.
"Shut up! You aren't fat!"
"Chubby, then."
"You gonna go anorexic or something?"
"What? And waste good food? That's crazy talk, Eliza!"
"You know, you're right. Bulimia?"
"Now, it's your turn to shut up."
"Why?"
"Because that stuff is gross just being mentioned!"
"Chicken!"
"Cork it."
"Not you, nimrod! KFC!"
"Oh! No thanks, I'm not desperate for snackage."
"No wonder you think you're fat. You call a bucket of chicken 'Snackage'."
"Get over it! How about Krispy Kreme?"
"Eh. Okay. But don't hog the honey-glazed."
"Fine, as long as you don't hog the Vanilla coke."
"EWWWW! You STILL drink that crap?"
[Apr. 22nd, 2004|04:51 pm]
Tigers may not be the king of the jungle, but these striped cats are no softies! Magnetic and self-possessed, Tigers are born leaders. They have an air of authority that prompts others to fall in line, which is exactly how they like it. Although they are magnetically charming and fun to be around, Tigers like to go it alone sometimes too. A Tiger's main interest is in following its ambitions -- and maintaining control.
Tigers are courageous beyond compare and generally come out ahead in battle, be it in the boardroom or the bedroom. Seduction is one area where the Tiger is definitely king! Noble and warm-hearted, Tigers have a natural, raw appeal that's extremely attractive to other Signs. They're not just about attraction, though; ever on the side of right, Tigers will fight the good fight to the bitter end if the cause is worthy. Opponents are wise to fear this feline.
A bit of caution is a good thing around Tigers, since they can pounce without warning. They experience mood swings and often feel things more intensely than others, the latter quality being both good and bad. They can react poorly under stress and are prone to emotional outbursts. This Sign's bristling sensitivity can send friend and foe running for cover.
A lesson that Tigers would be well-served to learn is "moderation in all things." Once these cats can find their center and direct their considerable energies toward worthwhile endeavors (as opposed to racing through life), they will accomplish much.
The most compatible match for a Tiger is the Horse or the Dog.
I probably shouldn't do this...
[Apr. 24th, 2004|11:51 pm]
[
mood
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horny
]
[
music
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Britney Spears- "Toxic"
]
I am writing a lemon. A healthy, tart, lemon, full of sweat and tears and other fluids. I might have it posted Friday or Saturday of next week. I have to finish it first. I'll put it here first to be commented on so it will be nice for the Playground folks.
Falala and Hey Nonny Nonny...
[Apr. 27th, 2004|07:51 pm]
[
mood
|
blah
]
[
music
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Bon Jovi- Wanted Dead or Alive (acoustic)
]
In one week I will be torturing Will Turner. Be afraid.
I lose more sanity that way...
[Apr. 28th, 2004|04:22 pm]
[
mood
|
crappy
]
[
music
|
"Stupid"-Sarah Mclachlan
]
To-Do list-
--Write a Music review for Teen Newsletter
--Post Information on Crystal Trinity Board, then post link on Advertisement Boards.
--Find that lost paper for AALAS
--Laundry
--Locate my floor or at least find out what color carpet really is.
--Get picture for M&FP
--Finish Chapter One of "Eversong"
--30 tummy crunches a day
--Cut down on Ice Cream intake
--Cut down on Caffein intake
--Drink more water
--Facial more often
--Get Tim's Measurements and Permission form
--Get MY measurements
--Start work on Prom clothes
Aiya... Too much to do...
YES!!!My greatest creation is COMPLETED!!!!!!!
[Apr. 30th, 2004|10:52 pm]
[
mood
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giddy
]
[
music
|
"Ice Cream"-Sarah Mclachlan
]
Finally, the lemon is finished. I have decided not to post here. Anyone interested in reading it, put your e-mail down in Comments and I'll send it tomorrow.
In response to a challenge...
[Apr. 30th, 2004|11:02 pm]
23rd post, 5th sentence.
"She seemed upset and then just threw an away message at me."
Heather and I had a misunderstanding.
Sick...yet...so dang COOL!
[May. 1st, 2004|11:26 pm]
[
mood
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curious
]
[
music
|
Myst III: Exile soundtrack
]
Must...find...SeraMyu...tapeage! Must...see...singing-dancing-real-live-s
If I'm a goddess, I want a tentacle laden demon love slave...
[May. 3rd, 2004|09:23 pm]
[
mood
|
blah
]
[
music
|
"Twilight"-Vanessa Carlton
]
I also want a dreamsicle sundae (vanilla ice cream with orange quarters). For I am the Goddess Orange Slices and Member of Clan Sundae. MWAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA! Yum!
...
As the Doom Player said when he found Sailor Pluto and a rocket launcher, I'm wasting time.
Must practice for Senior Solo...sigh...
I'm just one big @#$%ing ray of sunshine!
[May. 12th, 2004|05:02 pm]
[
mood
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enraged
]
[
music
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The Vines- "Outtathaway"
]
Sweet had better be grateful I show up tonight. He better not b!tch at us. He'd better stay the h#ll outta my way.
Oi...
[May. 19th, 2004|10:05 pm]
[
mood
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exhausted
]
[
music
|
B-52s- "Loveshack"
]
Three days till prom and neither outfit is done. What the h*ll was I thinking?
The Day After
[May. 23rd, 2004|12:38 pm]
[
mood
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Mah mayn's heah!
]
[
music
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Tim's purring
]
Whoooo! Prom was fun! Although, I think ppl should take monday off after prom to recouperate.
OMG!
[May. 24th, 2004|09:10 pm]
[
mood
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guilty
]
[
music
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Twisted Sister- "We're Not Gonna Take It!" (Kyler's Song)
]
I have been gone sooooo long! I am so bad, no postage or anything! Bad, Naughty Brenna!
"Get your Cotton-Pickin' Mitts off my PIRATE!!!!"
[May. 26th, 2004|06:21 pm]
[
mood
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mischievous
]
[
music
|
John Mayer- "No Such Thing"
]
Hellish day. Am up to page 19 of my first contribution to the Jedi story. Oh it promises to be GOOOOOOOD! My villains are thoroughly detestable, and my heroine loveable. Life is sweet!
Oi...
[May. 28th, 2004|10:19 pm]
[
mood
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lonely
]
[
music
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U2-"New Year's Day"
]
Ken and Mom had a tiff. We went to see Shrek 2 and right in front of a bunch of kids, he pinched Mom's butt. Mom told him off and he's been sulking ever since.
Have to do something with Galaxy Blues. It's threating to become stagnant. Since the writing of the damn books seems to have been handed to me I can probably write more and check in less often without much worry.
I'm so tired. Lonely, too.
Good news!
[Jun. 2nd, 2004|05:23 pm]
[
mood
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cheerful
]
[
music
|
Evanescence- "Bring Me to Life"
]
I've been accepted to Clow Senshi! To Celebrate, I'm going to change the look of my LJ in a bit. And the Jedi Story is going quite well! Oh such fun!
Contemplation on magical matters
[Jun. 6th, 2004|02:24 pm]
My babysitting charge, Charles-the-most-easygoing-child-under-3,
As far as I can tell, a mage in this world has a focus that he or she sticks to. Be it the Elements, or perhaps an aspect of life. But a sorceror has little to no discernable focus. Why?
I chalk it up to learning curve. Some people are very visual-tactile. If they can't use an aid to work so that they can sense things, it's difficult for them. But others can visualize fine by themselves.
Ergh, am too tired to think anymore. Will elaborate later.
Continuing...
[Jun. 13th, 2004|08:44 am]
[
mood
|
artistic
]
[
music
|
Savage Garden- "Crash and Burn"
]
Then again...
Is it learning style or something else? Nature? Nuture? Both? Neither? Or does magic have ANY rhyme or reason? Light or Dark? Order or Chaos?
I have another babysitting job today. Plus I need to get in touch with Robbye and find out what's happening Monday afternoon. He leaves on the 19th so I want to get in touch with him and get my hands on his section. With any luck, he's finished. We hope. I adore the guy, but Holy Cow is he a wordy fellow
I've been driving for a hour, just talking to the rain...
[Jun. 21st, 2004|11:21 pm]
[
mood
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awake
]
[
music
|
"Breathe"-Michelle Branch
]
I'm a graduate. I'm waffling between delight at my newfound freedom or depression at the end of an era. I'm particularly good at waffling it seems. I miss Robye (in PA, visiting dad) and Alex (lord-knows-where). I'm trying to get various projects done and not doing too well.
...Welcome to hell...
I'm not sleepy yet. I write my best at 2 AM anyway.
**fidget, squirm, fiddle about**
[Jun. 22nd, 2004|11:20 pm]
[
mood
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a cheery sort of antsy
]
[
music
|
Michelle Branch
]
Damnit! Why can't everybody be withing hour's driving distance during the summer? I have all this time to write and all these great ideas, but Robye nixed any writing until we can all be nearby enough to transfer files because Lexie doesn't have an e-mail account. Oh, my Kyriel muse is BITCHING! And I can only work on my Daevoran Culture bit and glossary during my morning trip to the library, because it's all on a PC file.
**growl** I'm getting antsy here. Because none of the other muses will talk sensibly! Robye: if you read this, HELP!!!!!!
Rrrrrrrrrgh!
[Jun. 23rd, 2004|05:57 pm]
[
mood
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annoyed
]
[
music
|
Code Lyoko opening theme
]
Mom is nagging about my room and college, my muses are being bad, and my feet are cold.
Rar!
zzzzzz...
[Jun. 25th, 2004|07:44 pm]
[
mood
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sleepy
]
[
music
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"Everytime"-Britney Spears
]
zzzzzzzz...
I'm not the one who's so far away, when I feel the snakebite enter my brain...
[Jun. 26th, 2004|11:58 pm]
[
mood
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ditzy
]
[
music
|
Another Brick In The Wall- Pink Floyd
]
Okay! Robye and I have cleared up the writing and stuff. Naboo is a swampy planet, but thanks to a massive asteroid and some helpful erosion, there is a crescent shaped desert and a good sized rainforest. Remember to tell him about Angels and low-grav planets, as well as...
Well, crap, I forgot!
I'll probably remember at four in the bloody morning.
Breeding ground of Lost Souls
[Jul. 1st, 2004|02:08 pm]
[
mood
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pensive
]
[
music
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Myst III: Exile soundtrack (Warpath Music I swear!)
]
Oh hell, the shit has officially hit the fan and splattered. Virginia just made same-sex marriage illegal. Even civil unions are banned and they won't recognize marriages or civil unions in other states. I'm going to warn my gay friends.
Yessir, things are gonna get ugly.
I sure as hell don't approve. The people who say that voting is the only acceptable way to voice an opinion forget that there's still a lot of ignorant or apathetic people out there who refuse to vote. And those who can vote and disagree are outnumbered many times over. So just because you vote, doesn't mean you'll win. So sometimes you have to rant. Maybe screaming is the only way. And the only way isn't always the right or the best way. It's just the only option left.
I'm of the firm opinion that love is love. Why should God care about who you love as long as you are in a good relationship? I mean, I've seen abusive relationships on both sides of the fence and I've seen just as many couples who were more than perfect and everything in between. A day will come when we will have no choice but to set aside prejudices and work together. Maybe it's on the way and getting close. Maybe it's dragging it's toes and taking it's time. But it will come. The human race cannot survive in the state it's in.
Love is all that's left in this world. Is it fair to regulate the heart?
Rargh!
[Jul. 6th, 2004|07:20 pm]
[
mood
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bitchy
]
[
music
|
MMPR: tM Theme Song (Sigh...foxy men!)
]
Okay, the world is an f-ed up place. We (Ken, Mom, Becky, Y.T.) are going to Williamsburg on Thursday. But there's no guarantee we'll have the two hotel rooms we booked, because the people who booked us booked us in Tampa and can't seem to switch things properly. So, It's either cancel the whole thing, find a campground (which only Ken would argue with) or have a very "inappropriate" (Ken and Mum's words) situation with two teenaged girls sleeping in a room with an older man. I hope Ken doesn't cancel. I love Williamsburg and Busch Gardens. I want to ride the Four really badly and this could be the last chance we have for a while to go.
Growl...
I'm PMSing and hungry and bored and tired but I can't sleep!
We've been rambling all the night and some time of this day...
[Jul. 17th, 2004|02:11 pm]
[
mood
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indifferent
]
[
music
|
Loreena McKennitt
]
Not much happening. Trying to finish my section before Robye comes back from Pennsylvania. Didn't get to the stopping point I wanted last night. Was most peeved.
Miss JDF's face. Stunt double is sexy, but that's not JDF's butt under there. Mom would notice.
[Jul. 18th, 2004|11:07 pm]
[
mood
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YAY!
]
[
music
|
Tim telling me I'm pretty... Sigh...
]
Oh, My GAWD! JDF is a comin' back! HUZZAH!
May Cuteness Reign Forever!
[Jul. 19th, 2004|04:06 pm]
[
mood
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bored
]
[
music
|
They Might Be Giants
]
Mom kicked me out of the house, saying I needed exercise. Chasing the neighbor's dog and failing to get her back into the sun room, I think, is plenty of exercise. But okay.
So here I am, sitting on my butt, contemplating Japanese names and being somewhat bored.
I see your motives inside, and your decisions to hide
[Jul. 20th, 2004|09:08 pm]
[
mood
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depressed
]
[
music
|
"Papercut"- Linkin Park
]
My brain is melting into slag. I WANT to get things done so we can just pack and leave and I can hang with Robye before I leave. I shouldn't feel so worn out from just sitting around, doing virtually nothing. I'm quite frankly disgusted with my inability to do anything of use. But I'm so tired. Some days I can't work without a nap in the middle of the day.
Tomorrow, I'm getting up off my ass and packing. I can at least finish the tub scrubbing and put garb in the dried tubs. I refuse to be useless anymore. I'm sure as hell not going to repeat the crap from high school.
Quiz Time!
[Jul. 29th, 2004|10:43 pm]
[
mood
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sleepy
]
[
music
|
Spike Jones now
]
m u s i c
1) Using band names, spell out your first name:
B-Beastie Boys
R-Rush 2112
E-Evanescence
N-No Doubt
N-Nirvana
A-Aerosmith
2) Have you ever had a song written about you? Not me precisely, but a character based off me.
3) What song makes you cry? Angel by Sarah McLachlan
4) What song makes you happy? The Remedy by Jason Mraz
5) What do you like to listen to before bed? Early David Bowie, Sarah McLachlan, heavier Evanescence
6) Name a song: Love Me Like That- Michelle Branch & Sheryl Crow
7) Who was/were your idol/s when you were younger? Linda Rondstadt
8) First album you ever bought? Jagged Little Pill by Alanis Morrisette and yes, it was a cassette
9) Name a song that reminds you of someone and why: It's My Life by Bon Jovi. It reminds me of my Fiancee and how he always does it his way.
a p p e a r a n c e
HEIGHT: 5'9"-5'11"
HAIR COLOR: dark reddish-brown
SKIN COLOR: tanned olive
EYE COLOR: brown
PIERCINGS: both earlobes
TATTOOS: no
r i g h t n o w
WHAT COLOR PANTS ARE YOU WEARING?: Black Dance pants that someone spilled bleach on
WHAT SONG ARE YOU LISTENING TO?: Breathe- Michelle Branch
WHAT TASTE IS IN YOUR MOUTH?: Mint Tea and Brownies
WHAT'S THE WEATHER LIKE?: Muggy
HOW ARE YOU? sleepy
d o y o u
GET MOTION SICKNESS?: only when in read in the car.
HAVE A BAD HABIT?: More than I care to speak of
GET ALONG WITH YOUR PARENTS?: almost
LIKE TO DRIVE?: I can't yet
f a v o r i t e s
TV SHOW: CSI
CONDITIONER: anything that makes my hair behave
BOOK: Currently, Oathbreakers by Mercedes Lackey.
MAGAZINE: none
NON-ALCOHOLIC DRINK: vanilla cola
ALCOHOLIC DRINK: ew
THING TO DO ON THE WEEKEND: kick back with a computer game
BAND or GROUP or SINGER or RAPPER: Evanescence
h a v e y o u
BROKEN THE LAW: Not that I recall
RAN AWAY FROM HOME: I don't think I have
SNUCK OUT OF THE HOUSE: never
MADE A PRANK PHONE CALL: nope
EVER TIPPED OVER A PORTA POTTY: hahahaha-no.
USED YOUR PARENTS' CREDIT CARD: Nope
SKIPPED SCHOOL BEFORE: Once in fifth grade, with parent permission
FELL ASLEEP IN THE SHOWER/BATH: I was real little
BEEN IN A SCHOOL PLAY: three
LET A FRIEND CRY ON YOUR SHOULDER: all the time
l o v e d
BOYFRIEND: fiance now
GIRLFRIEND: a fling between friends
SEXUALITY: Bi
CHILDREN: not yet
CURRENT CRUSH: Jason David Frank (rrowl...)
BEEN IN LOVE?: yes, siree, mister
HAD A HARD TIME GETTING OVER SOMEONE: yes
BEEN HURT?: yes
YOUR GREATEST REGRET: learning to french kiss in 1st grade.
GONE OUT WITH A SOMEONE YOU ONLY KNEW FOR THREE DAYS: no, but two weeks, yes.
r a n d o m
DO YOU HAVE A JOB: not yet
WHATS IN YOUR CD PLAYER RIGHT NOW: Michelle Branch- Hotel Paper
IF YOU WERE A CRAYON, WHAT COLOR WOULD YOU BE?: Aqua or something reeeeeally loud
WHAT MAKES YOU HAPPY?: Clean Laundry Smells and running in the rain in shirt sleeve
WHO MAKES YOU THE HAPPIEST?: Tim-boy
WHAT'S THE NEXT CD YOU'RE GONNA GET?: Something by Queen, Linkin Park or Lacuna Coil
w h e n / w h a t w a s t h e l a s t
TIME YOU CRIED?: I can't remember
YOU GOT A REAL LETTER?: see above
MOVIE YOU SAW IN THE THEATER?: Shrek 2
y o u r t h o u g h t s o n
ABORTION: I don't like the idea of the Gov't telling people what they can and can't do with their body.
TEENAGE SMOKING: See above, if they really WANT to be stupid...
DREAMS: nice
LUCY, I'M HOOOOME!
[Aug. 23rd, 2004|04:56 pm]
[
mood
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worried
]
[
music
|
"Papercut"-Linkin Park
]
Goddamnitall, Robye, where the hell ARE you? I'm getting worried. Call me, at least! You have my number!
[Aug. 26th, 2004|10:57 am]
[
mood
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bored
]
[
music
|
The Voices In My Head (good name for a band)
]
Found Robye. Argued with Mom. Sick of her playing Mind Reader with me. Her Babelfish is screwed up on that level.
Grr... More Later
If the bullet to the brain doesn't kill you, the waiting will...
[Aug. 31st, 2004|08:07 pm]
[
mood
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depressed
]
[
music
|
Linkin Park-"Numb"
]
I've been depressed lately. Not in a "suicidal" way. More in a "self mutilation" way. I haven't tried anything, but the thoughts have been there. It's funny how I can't talk to my own mother, but Becky, who's way more wild than I am and much more fiery, can actually have a reasonable relationship with hers. Funny sheesh, I mean.
Math is frustrating. One teacher is ok, but the other seems to patronize me as much as my mother does. I hate division without a calculator. I just want a vacation where I can sleep, be in a comfortable climate and get over my cold without class pressures or other kinds of stress. Ken bought a timeshare in Virginia Beach but it won't be finished until early next year.
I'm lonely, sick, stressed and just plain unhappy.
Misery is relative to each person. A bread crumb is joy to the starving man, and a painting sold for 5 dollars heavenly to a struggling artist.
I can't feel the way I did before...
[Sep. 13th, 2004|09:08 pm]
[
mood
|
calm
]
[
music
|
"Breaking the Habit"-Linkin Park
]
So I got a job. Cashier/Stockgirl/Random Grunt at the school snack bar. They feed you if you work 5+ hours and the pay is $7.50 an hour. Not great, but it's a quarter more than the bookstore and it's food. I had a cold the first week and so I had to keep washing my hands so the Health Dept. wouldn't have a cow and they wouldn't let me prep anything except hot dogs and coffee because the heat would get rid of any cooties. It's hell on my knees, but somehow I have no problem being chipper to the customers, even when I have to do the bloody red eye shift at 7-f-ing-30 AM. Everytime I smile at the real buttheads, I wonder "WTF? Am I always this damn perky or is the Cash Register radiating some kind of mind-altering fume that makes me all chirpy?"
The customers get worked up about the weirdest things and they act like I can just wave my hand and make it vanish. We don't serve soda or bottled water because of our proximity to the vending machines. We can't take credit cards for any purchase under $6.00 (it's legal, necessary, in fact, because the bank charges through the nose to let us). We can't give change without a purchase, either. And ever since people started stealing plastic utensils, unless you buy food for it, you have to pay a dime and we keep them behind the counter. Thanks for the compliment but I'm not Morgan le Fay. I don't think SHE could do it either.
My boss, Pat, says if they get really bad I have the right to not wait on them. If they get belligerent, I wonder if I can call Campus Cops or if I just chuck coffee on them and run like hell. Pat didn't say, but I'd rather call Campus Cops than get sued.
Also, my other boss, Scott, and I messed up on my schedual. So I had to work three hours this afternoon to make up. I can't work mornings Monday and Thursday because of class. I can only work mornings on Tuesday. Wednesday and Friday I have off and Thursday I have to be out by 4. We're closed weekends, thank the Maker.
I'm going to work on another horror movie script as stress relief and tinker up Galaxy Blues. I'm also going to crank up the Linkin Park and be moody so's I can have it out of my system. Night, folks!
Survey Doo-dah...
[Sep. 13th, 2004|09:52 pm]
[
mood
|
calm
]
[
music
|
"Numb"-Linkin Park
]
The \\
Last Cigarette:
none
Last Alcoholic Drink:
none
Last Car Ride:
to school
Last Kiss:
Tim
Last Good Cry:
two days ago
Last Library Book:
Guardian of Horizon
Last book bought:
School stuff
Last Book Read:
Yendi
Last Movie Seen in Theatres:
Haunted Lighthouse in 4-D
Last Movie Rented:
can't remember
Last Cuss Word Uttered:
Bugger
Last Beverage Drank:
Coke
Last Food Consumed:
Lasagna
Last Crush:
Robye (and I KNOW it would never work)
Last Phone Call:
Tim!
Last TV Show Watched:
Power Ranger Dino-Thunder
Last Time Showered:
Two hours ago
Last Shoes Worn:
Mary Janes
Last CD Played:
Origin
Last Item Bought:
Food
Last Download:
don't remember
Last Annoyance:
people thinking the damn tip jar is a penny exchange
Last Disappointment:
not seeing Robye on Saturday
Last Soda Drank:
Coke
Last Thing Written:
LJ
Last Key Used:
huh?
Last Words Spoken:
"Ken! Phone!"
Last Sleep:
This Morning before English Comp
Last Ice Cream Eaten:
Vanilla
Last Chair Sat In:
Computer Chair
Last Webpage Visited:
www.skyneko.com/reborn
Shame on you if you fooled me once...
[Sep. 15th, 2004|10:23 pm]
[
mood
|
creative
]
[
music
|
"As The World Falls Down"-David Bowie
]
Had a nice talk with Robye about JSU. We are sadistic, devious, little authors. I think I may have thwarted Skippy's worst plans. Skippy is the JSU's collective muse of truly bad sh*t. He had awful plans for my lead character's lover's death and now he's aiming at Robye's romantic pair. But I just altered things so that nobody dies unnecessarily. They just get really big owies.
Had a shirt idea...
(Black shirt,Picture of Kyriel Liana in defensive mode)
Your ship has crash-landed on Tatooine.
Your worst enemy is hot on your heels.
There's a sandstorm coming towards you on the horizon.
You have no food or water.
You're on the brink of a heat stroke.
You are totally lost.
...No problem.
JSU
All in a day's work
Also, went on a spontaneous school clothes shopping trip at Kohls. Got some cute new tops and much needed black pants for work. Have tons of stuff on hold. My wardrobe is getting a complete overhaul.
Some empath I am...
[Sep. 18th, 2004|02:08 am]
[
mood
|
faceless sheep
]
[
music
|
Missing- Evanescence
]
My best friend is clearly feeling like sh*t and I have done and felt...Nothing. I feel it NOW. But I read her lj and she's an emotional wreck. I should have felt it. I should have known. What the hell is wrong with me?
I adore Alysya. We've been like sisters. I never realized I was so insensitive towards her. I want to be there. I SHOULD be there. I feel like crap, like something on the bottom of a shoe. I can't explain this away, I can't. I've been horrible and I have such respect for her. I was so afraid of dying tonight when they called for tornado watches and warnings. Did I think of her once? My friend, my sister, my comrade-in-arms for so many years, and where was she in my head?
What the hell have I become?
(Team) Election 2004
[Sep. 19th, 2004|10:50 pm]
[
mood
|
discontent
]
[
music
|
"Bring Me to Life"-Evanescence
]
Okay, boys and girls, I need your help.
What should I do in this situation?
I'm setting up a Sailor Moon Future Game. I have five teams of heroes(Crystal Moon, Neo Moon, Kirin, Seleigh Fae, and Kinmokusei) and that's too many. Should I...
Limit the number of slots in the less canon groups?
Save the Kinmokusei for a later Game?
Use the Kinmokusei as NPCs?
Drop them entirely (last resort)?
[Sep. 22nd, 2004|01:51 pm]
[
mood
|
too damned perky
]
[
music
|
DDR
]
WHEEEEEEEE! I don't know why the hell I'm so f-ing cheerful. I failed a math test today. But I'm cheery nonetheless.
Like a ghost, don't need a key...
[Sep. 26th, 2004|12:38 pm]
[
mood
|
nostalgic
]
[
music
|
"Don't Leave Home"- Dido
]
So I'm 18 today...
Nothing special, it seems. Maybe I'm a little more responsible. A little melancholy, too. A lot's happened in the past month. I got my first job, my first checking account, Alysya left LJ (and me feeling just plain awful for strange reasons). People make 18 out to be a big deal. But it doesn't feel that way. According to my family, I'm not an adult. I don't want to be. But I do want to be. And nothing changed. Ken and Mom are still fighting. Ken is still dying slowly right in front of us. What am I doing? Crying on my 18th birthday.
My mind is harboring all the thoughts I never wanted to have. I'm becoming more cynical, more pessimistic, when I always said I'd never get that way. Maybe something did change. F*ck happy birthdays. There's nothing happy about this one.
Less Politics, More Pie!
[Sep. 28th, 2004|11:49 am]
[
mood
|
exhausted
]
[
music
|
Noisy-ass fan
]
Sheesh...
I love my boss. I hate my actual job.
[Apr. 20th, 2004|04:34 pm]
[
mood
|
April shouldn't be 70 degrees
]
[
music
|
"Breathe"-Michelle Branch
]
Thursday
Lexie made it! Yay! Bus trip was long and noisy. Dinner at Colonial Williamsburg wasn't all that great, but better than most places and was at least palatable. Ghost Tour was FUN, kept expecting to see one of the ghosts. Might go back to say a friendly hi to them all. Trip to hotel was very noisy. Hotel room was on the beach and had nice balcony.
Friday
Argh. Too damn early to be coherent. Performed today and had LOOOOONG heart-to-heart with Jenny and Sopheia. Got yelled at because I cried because purse and Cd player disappeared. Will steer clear of more irritable chaperones.
Saturday
YAY! BUSCH GARDENS! Was very hot, but a ride on Escape from Pompeii and a wade in the Dragon's Pond cooled me off. Dinner wasn't fantastic, but Waffle Cone of Cookie dough was GREAT. Will be taking home 2nd place in Women's Ensemble. Group from Jersey V. poor winners and too darn cocky.
Sunday
Went on V. fun cruise in Norfolk, with DJ. Wouldn't play my requested songs until the last one at the last minute. Grr. Trip home was exhausting.
(I know this is brief, leave me alone, It's too hot out to be detailed.)
"Will there be violence?" "I certainly hope so!"
[Apr. 21st, 2004|04:17 pm]
[
mood
|
Still too warm for me
]
[
music
|
Crimson and Clover
]
**Growls at whoever pinched Ghostdancer manuscript.** I want it back NOW. Frelling human race and their frelling automatic kleptomania!
The eye of the tiger...
[Apr. 22nd, 2004|04:02 pm]
[
mood
|
inspired
]
[
music
|
"I Believe in A Thing Called Love" -The Darkness
]
(Having trouble with a PC so took a page from Alysya's book and wrote this.)
Felicia Sheridan
--Tall, chubby, and curvaceous. Felicia looks and walks rather like a wildcat. Golden eyes peek from under long black lashes. Orange streaked chestnut hair to her waist, v. curly and thick. 215 pounds. Is proud of her hair and face, but could live without the rest.
--The attic of her parents' place in Sunset City. It's furnished in a mix of styles and eras that many would call tasteless or clashing. She has a mini-fridge that holds half-pint water bottles and cans of soda as well as a stereo, tv set and VCR. Her bed is against the wall under a window with a window seat, so she doesn't have to go far when she's sick. Her cat, Jenny, sleeps in a basket at the foot of the bed. Her pet mouse, Mrs. Frisby, lives on top of her dresser. Her computer is across the room.
--Felicia is a Californian teenager with no children. She attends Sunset City High School, where she is a junior. She does have a girlfriend at the moment, named Danielle. But, she and Dani are most certainly not going to remain a couple, as Dani has roving eyes and hands, yet Felicia would rather not share.
--Felicia wants live as a normal teenager and grow up to be a Special Education Art Teacher. She wants the freedom to hang out with her friends and keep her grades up. She wants to be able to go to sleep at night and not worry about saving the planet the next morning.
--The only thing standing in Felicia's way is destiny. She is a reincarnated warrior, meaning she has responsibilities most teenagers don't. She has to protect the world and the princesses and keep her grades up. But all this stress tires her out.
--
"So, Felicia, what's happening Saturday?"
"Boo-shit-diddly, that's what. I'm gonna sleep in, kick back and watch some toons, maybe improve my tan."
"You're so vain!"
"No, Eliza, I'm self-improving, there's a mild difference."
"You'll get all wrinkly and crap when you get old."
"THAT's vanity talking. Anyway, fat fills out the wrinkles.
"Shut up! You aren't fat!"
"Chubby, then."
"You gonna go anorexic or something?"
"What? And waste good food? That's crazy talk, Eliza!"
"You know, you're right. Bulimia?"
"Now, it's your turn to shut up."
"Why?"
"Because that stuff is gross just being mentioned!"
"Chicken!"
"Cork it."
"Not you, nimrod! KFC!"
"Oh! No thanks, I'm not desperate for snackage."
"No wonder you think you're fat. You call a bucket of chicken 'Snackage'."
"Get over it! How about Krispy Kreme?"
"Eh. Okay. But don't hog the honey-glazed."
"Fine, as long as you don't hog the Vanilla coke."
"EWWWW! You STILL drink that crap?"
[Apr. 22nd, 2004|04:51 pm]
Tigers may not be the king of the jungle, but these striped cats are no softies! Magnetic and self-possessed, Tigers are born leaders. They have an air of authority that prompts others to fall in line, which is exactly how they like it. Although they are magnetically charming and fun to be around, Tigers like to go it alone sometimes too. A Tiger's main interest is in following its ambitions -- and maintaining control.
Tigers are courageous beyond compare and generally come out ahead in battle, be it in the boardroom or the bedroom. Seduction is one area where the Tiger is definitely king! Noble and warm-hearted, Tigers have a natural, raw appeal that's extremely attractive to other Signs. They're not just about attraction, though; ever on the side of right, Tigers will fight the good fight to the bitter end if the cause is worthy. Opponents are wise to fear this feline.
A bit of caution is a good thing around Tigers, since they can pounce without warning. They experience mood swings and often feel things more intensely than others, the latter quality being both good and bad. They can react poorly under stress and are prone to emotional outbursts. This Sign's bristling sensitivity can send friend and foe running for cover.
A lesson that Tigers would be well-served to learn is "moderation in all things." Once these cats can find their center and direct their considerable energies toward worthwhile endeavors (as opposed to racing through life), they will accomplish much.
The most compatible match for a Tiger is the Horse or the Dog.
I probably shouldn't do this...
[Apr. 24th, 2004|11:51 pm]
[
mood
|
horny
]
[
music
|
Britney Spears- "Toxic"
]
I am writing a lemon. A healthy, tart, lemon, full of sweat and tears and other fluids. I might have it posted Friday or Saturday of next week. I have to finish it first. I'll put it here first to be commented on so it will be nice for the Playground folks.
Falala and Hey Nonny Nonny...
[Apr. 27th, 2004|07:51 pm]
[
mood
|
blah
]
[
music
|
Bon Jovi- Wanted Dead or Alive (acoustic)
]
In one week I will be torturing Will Turner. Be afraid.
I lose more sanity that way...
[Apr. 28th, 2004|04:22 pm]
[
mood
|
crappy
]
[
music
|
"Stupid"-Sarah Mclachlan
]
To-Do list-
--Write a Music review for Teen Newsletter
--Post Information on Crystal Trinity Board, then post link on Advertisement Boards.
--Find that lost paper for AALAS
--Laundry
--Locate my floor or at least find out what color carpet really is.
--Get picture for M&FP
--Finish Chapter One of "Eversong"
--30 tummy crunches a day
--Cut down on Ice Cream intake
--Cut down on Caffein intake
--Drink more water
--Facial more often
--Get Tim's Measurements and Permission form
--Get MY measurements
--Start work on Prom clothes
Aiya... Too much to do...
YES!!!My greatest creation is COMPLETED!!!!!!!
[Apr. 30th, 2004|10:52 pm]
[
mood
|
giddy
]
[
music
|
"Ice Cream"-Sarah Mclachlan
]
Finally, the lemon is finished. I have decided not to post here. Anyone interested in reading it, put your e-mail down in Comments and I'll send it tomorrow.
In response to a challenge...
[Apr. 30th, 2004|11:02 pm]
23rd post, 5th sentence.
"She seemed upset and then just threw an away message at me."
Heather and I had a misunderstanding.
Sick...yet...so dang COOL!
[May. 1st, 2004|11:26 pm]
[
mood
|
curious
]
[
music
|
Myst III: Exile soundtrack
]
Must...find...SeraMyu...tapeage! Must...see...singing-dancing-real-live-s
If I'm a goddess, I want a tentacle laden demon love slave...
[May. 3rd, 2004|09:23 pm]
[
mood
|
blah
]
[
music
|
"Twilight"-Vanessa Carlton
]
I also want a dreamsicle sundae (vanilla ice cream with orange quarters). For I am the Goddess Orange Slices and Member of Clan Sundae. MWAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA! Yum!
...
As the Doom Player said when he found Sailor Pluto and a rocket launcher, I'm wasting time.
Must practice for Senior Solo...sigh...
I'm just one big @#$%ing ray of sunshine!
[May. 12th, 2004|05:02 pm]
[
mood
|
enraged
]
[
music
|
The Vines- "Outtathaway"
]
Sweet had better be grateful I show up tonight. He better not b!tch at us. He'd better stay the h#ll outta my way.
Oi...
[May. 19th, 2004|10:05 pm]
[
mood
|
exhausted
]
[
music
|
B-52s- "Loveshack"
]
Three days till prom and neither outfit is done. What the h*ll was I thinking?
The Day After
[May. 23rd, 2004|12:38 pm]
[
mood
|
Mah mayn's heah!
]
[
music
|
Tim's purring
]
Whoooo! Prom was fun! Although, I think ppl should take monday off after prom to recouperate.
OMG!
[May. 24th, 2004|09:10 pm]
[
mood
|
guilty
]
[
music
|
Twisted Sister- "We're Not Gonna Take It!" (Kyler's Song)
]
I have been gone sooooo long! I am so bad, no postage or anything! Bad, Naughty Brenna!
"Get your Cotton-Pickin' Mitts off my PIRATE!!!!"
[May. 26th, 2004|06:21 pm]
[
mood
|
mischievous
]
[
music
|
John Mayer- "No Such Thing"
]
Hellish day. Am up to page 19 of my first contribution to the Jedi story. Oh it promises to be GOOOOOOOD! My villains are thoroughly detestable, and my heroine loveable. Life is sweet!
Oi...
[May. 28th, 2004|10:19 pm]
[
mood
|
lonely
]
[
music
|
U2-"New Year's Day"
]
Ken and Mom had a tiff. We went to see Shrek 2 and right in front of a bunch of kids, he pinched Mom's butt. Mom told him off and he's been sulking ever since.
Have to do something with Galaxy Blues. It's threating to become stagnant. Since the writing of the damn books seems to have been handed to me I can probably write more and check in less often without much worry.
I'm so tired. Lonely, too.
Good news!
[Jun. 2nd, 2004|05:23 pm]
[
mood
|
cheerful
]
[
music
|
Evanescence- "Bring Me to Life"
]
I've been accepted to Clow Senshi! To Celebrate, I'm going to change the look of my LJ in a bit. And the Jedi Story is going quite well! Oh such fun!
Contemplation on magical matters
[Jun. 6th, 2004|02:24 pm]
My babysitting charge, Charles-the-most-easygoing-child-under-3,
As far as I can tell, a mage in this world has a focus that he or she sticks to. Be it the Elements, or perhaps an aspect of life. But a sorceror has little to no discernable focus. Why?
I chalk it up to learning curve. Some people are very visual-tactile. If they can't use an aid to work so that they can sense things, it's difficult for them. But others can visualize fine by themselves.
Ergh, am too tired to think anymore. Will elaborate later.
Continuing...
[Jun. 13th, 2004|08:44 am]
[
mood
|
artistic
]
[
music
|
Savage Garden- "Crash and Burn"
]
Then again...
Is it learning style or something else? Nature? Nuture? Both? Neither? Or does magic have ANY rhyme or reason? Light or Dark? Order or Chaos?
I have another babysitting job today. Plus I need to get in touch with Robbye and find out what's happening Monday afternoon. He leaves on the 19th so I want to get in touch with him and get my hands on his section. With any luck, he's finished. We hope. I adore the guy, but Holy Cow is he a wordy fellow
I've been driving for a hour, just talking to the rain...
[Jun. 21st, 2004|11:21 pm]
[
mood
|
awake
]
[
music
|
"Breathe"-Michelle Branch
]
I'm a graduate. I'm waffling between delight at my newfound freedom or depression at the end of an era. I'm particularly good at waffling it seems. I miss Robye (in PA, visiting dad) and Alex (lord-knows-where). I'm trying to get various projects done and not doing too well.
...Welcome to hell...
I'm not sleepy yet. I write my best at 2 AM anyway.
**fidget, squirm, fiddle about**
[Jun. 22nd, 2004|11:20 pm]
[
mood
|
a cheery sort of antsy
]
[
music
|
Michelle Branch
]
Damnit! Why can't everybody be withing hour's driving distance during the summer? I have all this time to write and all these great ideas, but Robye nixed any writing until we can all be nearby enough to transfer files because Lexie doesn't have an e-mail account. Oh, my Kyriel muse is BITCHING! And I can only work on my Daevoran Culture bit and glossary during my morning trip to the library, because it's all on a PC file.
**growl** I'm getting antsy here. Because none of the other muses will talk sensibly! Robye: if you read this, HELP!!!!!!
Rrrrrrrrrgh!
[Jun. 23rd, 2004|05:57 pm]
[
mood
|
annoyed
]
[
music
|
Code Lyoko opening theme
]
Mom is nagging about my room and college, my muses are being bad, and my feet are cold.
Rar!
zzzzzz...
[Jun. 25th, 2004|07:44 pm]
[
mood
|
sleepy
]
[
music
|
"Everytime"-Britney Spears
]
zzzzzzzz...
I'm not the one who's so far away, when I feel the snakebite enter my brain...
[Jun. 26th, 2004|11:58 pm]
[
mood
|
ditzy
]
[
music
|
Another Brick In The Wall- Pink Floyd
]
Okay! Robye and I have cleared up the writing and stuff. Naboo is a swampy planet, but thanks to a massive asteroid and some helpful erosion, there is a crescent shaped desert and a good sized rainforest. Remember to tell him about Angels and low-grav planets, as well as...
Well, crap, I forgot!
I'll probably remember at four in the bloody morning.
Breeding ground of Lost Souls
[Jul. 1st, 2004|02:08 pm]
[
mood
|
pensive
]
[
music
|
Myst III: Exile soundtrack (Warpath Music I swear!)
]
Oh hell, the shit has officially hit the fan and splattered. Virginia just made same-sex marriage illegal. Even civil unions are banned and they won't recognize marriages or civil unions in other states. I'm going to warn my gay friends.
Yessir, things are gonna get ugly.
I sure as hell don't approve. The people who say that voting is the only acceptable way to voice an opinion forget that there's still a lot of ignorant or apathetic people out there who refuse to vote. And those who can vote and disagree are outnumbered many times over. So just because you vote, doesn't mean you'll win. So sometimes you have to rant. Maybe screaming is the only way. And the only way isn't always the right or the best way. It's just the only option left.
I'm of the firm opinion that love is love. Why should God care about who you love as long as you are in a good relationship? I mean, I've seen abusive relationships on both sides of the fence and I've seen just as many couples who were more than perfect and everything in between. A day will come when we will have no choice but to set aside prejudices and work together. Maybe it's on the way and getting close. Maybe it's dragging it's toes and taking it's time. But it will come. The human race cannot survive in the state it's in.
Love is all that's left in this world. Is it fair to regulate the heart?
Rargh!
[Jul. 6th, 2004|07:20 pm]
[
mood
|
bitchy
]
[
music
|
MMPR: tM Theme Song (Sigh...foxy men!)
]
Okay, the world is an f-ed up place. We (Ken, Mom, Becky, Y.T.) are going to Williamsburg on Thursday. But there's no guarantee we'll have the two hotel rooms we booked, because the people who booked us booked us in Tampa and can't seem to switch things properly. So, It's either cancel the whole thing, find a campground (which only Ken would argue with) or have a very "inappropriate" (Ken and Mum's words) situation with two teenaged girls sleeping in a room with an older man. I hope Ken doesn't cancel. I love Williamsburg and Busch Gardens. I want to ride the Four really badly and this could be the last chance we have for a while to go.
Growl...
I'm PMSing and hungry and bored and tired but I can't sleep!
We've been rambling all the night and some time of this day...
[Jul. 17th, 2004|02:11 pm]
[
mood
|
indifferent
]
[
music
|
Loreena McKennitt
]
Not much happening. Trying to finish my section before Robye comes back from Pennsylvania. Didn't get to the stopping point I wanted last night. Was most peeved.
Miss JDF's face. Stunt double is sexy, but that's not JDF's butt under there. Mom would notice.
[Jul. 18th, 2004|11:07 pm]
[
mood
|
YAY!
]
[
music
|
Tim telling me I'm pretty... Sigh...
]
Oh, My GAWD! JDF is a comin' back! HUZZAH!
May Cuteness Reign Forever!
[Jul. 19th, 2004|04:06 pm]
[
mood
|
bored
]
[
music
|
They Might Be Giants
]
Mom kicked me out of the house, saying I needed exercise. Chasing the neighbor's dog and failing to get her back into the sun room, I think, is plenty of exercise. But okay.
So here I am, sitting on my butt, contemplating Japanese names and being somewhat bored.
I see your motives inside, and your decisions to hide
[Jul. 20th, 2004|09:08 pm]
[
mood
|
depressed
]
[
music
|
"Papercut"- Linkin Park
]
My brain is melting into slag. I WANT to get things done so we can just pack and leave and I can hang with Robye before I leave. I shouldn't feel so worn out from just sitting around, doing virtually nothing. I'm quite frankly disgusted with my inability to do anything of use. But I'm so tired. Some days I can't work without a nap in the middle of the day.
Tomorrow, I'm getting up off my ass and packing. I can at least finish the tub scrubbing and put garb in the dried tubs. I refuse to be useless anymore. I'm sure as hell not going to repeat the crap from high school.
Quiz Time!
[Jul. 29th, 2004|10:43 pm]
[
mood
|
sleepy
]
[
music
|
Spike Jones now
]
m u s i c
1) Using band names, spell out your first name:
B-Beastie Boys
R-Rush 2112
E-Evanescence
N-No Doubt
N-Nirvana
A-Aerosmith
2) Have you ever had a song written about you? Not me precisely, but a character based off me.
3) What song makes you cry? Angel by Sarah McLachlan
4) What song makes you happy? The Remedy by Jason Mraz
5) What do you like to listen to before bed? Early David Bowie, Sarah McLachlan, heavier Evanescence
6) Name a song: Love Me Like That- Michelle Branch & Sheryl Crow
7) Who was/were your idol/s when you were younger? Linda Rondstadt
8) First album you ever bought? Jagged Little Pill by Alanis Morrisette and yes, it was a cassette
9) Name a song that reminds you of someone and why: It's My Life by Bon Jovi. It reminds me of my Fiancee and how he always does it his way.
a p p e a r a n c e
HEIGHT: 5'9"-5'11"
HAIR COLOR: dark reddish-brown
SKIN COLOR: tanned olive
EYE COLOR: brown
PIERCINGS: both earlobes
TATTOOS: no
r i g h t n o w
WHAT COLOR PANTS ARE YOU WEARING?: Black Dance pants that someone spilled bleach on
WHAT SONG ARE YOU LISTENING TO?: Breathe- Michelle Branch
WHAT TASTE IS IN YOUR MOUTH?: Mint Tea and Brownies
WHAT'S THE WEATHER LIKE?: Muggy
HOW ARE YOU? sleepy
d o y o u
GET MOTION SICKNESS?: only when in read in the car.
HAVE A BAD HABIT?: More than I care to speak of
GET ALONG WITH YOUR PARENTS?: almost
LIKE TO DRIVE?: I can't yet
f a v o r i t e s
TV SHOW: CSI
CONDITIONER: anything that makes my hair behave
BOOK: Currently, Oathbreakers by Mercedes Lackey.
MAGAZINE: none
NON-ALCOHOLIC DRINK: vanilla cola
ALCOHOLIC DRINK: ew
THING TO DO ON THE WEEKEND: kick back with a computer game
BAND or GROUP or SINGER or RAPPER: Evanescence
h a v e y o u
BROKEN THE LAW: Not that I recall
RAN AWAY FROM HOME: I don't think I have
SNUCK OUT OF THE HOUSE: never
MADE A PRANK PHONE CALL: nope
EVER TIPPED OVER A PORTA POTTY: hahahaha-no.
USED YOUR PARENTS' CREDIT CARD: Nope
SKIPPED SCHOOL BEFORE: Once in fifth grade, with parent permission
FELL ASLEEP IN THE SHOWER/BATH: I was real little
BEEN IN A SCHOOL PLAY: three
LET A FRIEND CRY ON YOUR SHOULDER: all the time
l o v e d
BOYFRIEND: fiance now
GIRLFRIEND: a fling between friends
SEXUALITY: Bi
CHILDREN: not yet
CURRENT CRUSH: Jason David Frank (rrowl...)
BEEN IN LOVE?: yes, siree, mister
HAD A HARD TIME GETTING OVER SOMEONE: yes
BEEN HURT?: yes
YOUR GREATEST REGRET: learning to french kiss in 1st grade.
GONE OUT WITH A SOMEONE YOU ONLY KNEW FOR THREE DAYS: no, but two weeks, yes.
r a n d o m
DO YOU HAVE A JOB: not yet
WHATS IN YOUR CD PLAYER RIGHT NOW: Michelle Branch- Hotel Paper
IF YOU WERE A CRAYON, WHAT COLOR WOULD YOU BE?: Aqua or something reeeeeally loud
WHAT MAKES YOU HAPPY?: Clean Laundry Smells and running in the rain in shirt sleeve
WHO MAKES YOU THE HAPPIEST?: Tim-boy
WHAT'S THE NEXT CD YOU'RE GONNA GET?: Something by Queen, Linkin Park or Lacuna Coil
w h e n / w h a t w a s t h e l a s t
TIME YOU CRIED?: I can't remember
YOU GOT A REAL LETTER?: see above
MOVIE YOU SAW IN THE THEATER?: Shrek 2
y o u r t h o u g h t s o n
ABORTION: I don't like the idea of the Gov't telling people what they can and can't do with their body.
TEENAGE SMOKING: See above, if they really WANT to be stupid...
DREAMS: nice
LUCY, I'M HOOOOME!
[Aug. 23rd, 2004|04:56 pm]
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mood
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worried
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music
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"Papercut"-Linkin Park
]
Goddamnitall, Robye, where the hell ARE you? I'm getting worried. Call me, at least! You have my number!
[Aug. 26th, 2004|10:57 am]
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mood
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bored
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[
music
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The Voices In My Head (good name for a band)
]
Found Robye. Argued with Mom. Sick of her playing Mind Reader with me. Her Babelfish is screwed up on that level.
Grr... More Later
If the bullet to the brain doesn't kill you, the waiting will...
[Aug. 31st, 2004|08:07 pm]
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mood
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depressed
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music
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Linkin Park-"Numb"
]
I've been depressed lately. Not in a "suicidal" way. More in a "self mutilation" way. I haven't tried anything, but the thoughts have been there. It's funny how I can't talk to my own mother, but Becky, who's way more wild than I am and much more fiery, can actually have a reasonable relationship with hers. Funny sheesh, I mean.
Math is frustrating. One teacher is ok, but the other seems to patronize me as much as my mother does. I hate division without a calculator. I just want a vacation where I can sleep, be in a comfortable climate and get over my cold without class pressures or other kinds of stress. Ken bought a timeshare in Virginia Beach but it won't be finished until early next year.
I'm lonely, sick, stressed and just plain unhappy.
Misery is relative to each person. A bread crumb is joy to the starving man, and a painting sold for 5 dollars heavenly to a struggling artist.
I can't feel the way I did before...
[Sep. 13th, 2004|09:08 pm]
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mood
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calm
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[
music
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"Breaking the Habit"-Linkin Park
]
So I got a job. Cashier/Stockgirl/Random Grunt at the school snack bar. They feed you if you work 5+ hours and the pay is $7.50 an hour. Not great, but it's a quarter more than the bookstore and it's food. I had a cold the first week and so I had to keep washing my hands so the Health Dept. wouldn't have a cow and they wouldn't let me prep anything except hot dogs and coffee because the heat would get rid of any cooties. It's hell on my knees, but somehow I have no problem being chipper to the customers, even when I have to do the bloody red eye shift at 7-f-ing-30 AM. Everytime I smile at the real buttheads, I wonder "WTF? Am I always this damn perky or is the Cash Register radiating some kind of mind-altering fume that makes me all chirpy?"
The customers get worked up about the weirdest things and they act like I can just wave my hand and make it vanish. We don't serve soda or bottled water because of our proximity to the vending machines. We can't take credit cards for any purchase under $6.00 (it's legal, necessary, in fact, because the bank charges through the nose to let us). We can't give change without a purchase, either. And ever since people started stealing plastic utensils, unless you buy food for it, you have to pay a dime and we keep them behind the counter. Thanks for the compliment but I'm not Morgan le Fay. I don't think SHE could do it either.
My boss, Pat, says if they get really bad I have the right to not wait on them. If they get belligerent, I wonder if I can call Campus Cops or if I just chuck coffee on them and run like hell. Pat didn't say, but I'd rather call Campus Cops than get sued.
Also, my other boss, Scott, and I messed up on my schedual. So I had to work three hours this afternoon to make up. I can't work mornings Monday and Thursday because of class. I can only work mornings on Tuesday. Wednesday and Friday I have off and Thursday I have to be out by 4. We're closed weekends, thank the Maker.
I'm going to work on another horror movie script as stress relief and tinker up Galaxy Blues. I'm also going to crank up the Linkin Park and be moody so's I can have it out of my system. Night, folks!
Survey Doo-dah...
[Sep. 13th, 2004|09:52 pm]
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mood
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calm
]
[
music
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"Numb"-Linkin Park
]
The \\
Last Cigarette:
none
Last Alcoholic Drink:
none
Last Car Ride:
to school
Last Kiss:
Tim
Last Good Cry:
two days ago
Last Library Book:
Guardian of Horizon
Last book bought:
School stuff
Last Book Read:
Yendi
Last Movie Seen in Theatres:
Haunted Lighthouse in 4-D
Last Movie Rented:
can't remember
Last Cuss Word Uttered:
Bugger
Last Beverage Drank:
Coke
Last Food Consumed:
Lasagna
Last Crush:
Robye (and I KNOW it would never work)
Last Phone Call:
Tim!
Last TV Show Watched:
Power Ranger Dino-Thunder
Last Time Showered:
Two hours ago
Last Shoes Worn:
Mary Janes
Last CD Played:
Origin
Last Item Bought:
Food
Last Download:
don't remember
Last Annoyance:
people thinking the damn tip jar is a penny exchange
Last Disappointment:
not seeing Robye on Saturday
Last Soda Drank:
Coke
Last Thing Written:
LJ
Last Key Used:
huh?
Last Words Spoken:
"Ken! Phone!"
Last Sleep:
This Morning before English Comp
Last Ice Cream Eaten:
Vanilla
Last Chair Sat In:
Computer Chair
Last Webpage Visited:
www.skyneko.com/reborn
Shame on you if you fooled me once...
[Sep. 15th, 2004|10:23 pm]
[
mood
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creative
]
[
music
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"As The World Falls Down"-David Bowie
]
Had a nice talk with Robye about JSU. We are sadistic, devious, little authors. I think I may have thwarted Skippy's worst plans. Skippy is the JSU's collective muse of truly bad sh*t. He had awful plans for my lead character's lover's death and now he's aiming at Robye's romantic pair. But I just altered things so that nobody dies unnecessarily. They just get really big owies.
Had a shirt idea...
(Black shirt,Picture of Kyriel Liana in defensive mode)
Your ship has crash-landed on Tatooine.
Your worst enemy is hot on your heels.
There's a sandstorm coming towards you on the horizon.
You have no food or water.
You're on the brink of a heat stroke.
You are totally lost.
...No problem.
JSU
All in a day's work
Also, went on a spontaneous school clothes shopping trip at Kohls. Got some cute new tops and much needed black pants for work. Have tons of stuff on hold. My wardrobe is getting a complete overhaul.
Some empath I am...
[Sep. 18th, 2004|02:08 am]
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mood
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faceless sheep
]
[
music
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Missing- Evanescence
]
My best friend is clearly feeling like sh*t and I have done and felt...Nothing. I feel it NOW. But I read her lj and she's an emotional wreck. I should have felt it. I should have known. What the hell is wrong with me?
I adore Alysya. We've been like sisters. I never realized I was so insensitive towards her. I want to be there. I SHOULD be there. I feel like crap, like something on the bottom of a shoe. I can't explain this away, I can't. I've been horrible and I have such respect for her. I was so afraid of dying tonight when they called for tornado watches and warnings. Did I think of her once? My friend, my sister, my comrade-in-arms for so many years, and where was she in my head?
What the hell have I become?
(Team) Election 2004
[Sep. 19th, 2004|10:50 pm]
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mood
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discontent
]
[
music
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"Bring Me to Life"-Evanescence
]
Okay, boys and girls, I need your help.
What should I do in this situation?
I'm setting up a Sailor Moon Future Game. I have five teams of heroes(Crystal Moon, Neo Moon, Kirin, Seleigh Fae, and Kinmokusei) and that's too many. Should I...
Limit the number of slots in the less canon groups?
Save the Kinmokusei for a later Game?
Use the Kinmokusei as NPCs?
Drop them entirely (last resort)?
[Sep. 22nd, 2004|01:51 pm]
[
mood
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too damned perky
]
[
music
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DDR
]
WHEEEEEEEE! I don't know why the hell I'm so f-ing cheerful. I failed a math test today. But I'm cheery nonetheless.
Like a ghost, don't need a key...
[Sep. 26th, 2004|12:38 pm]
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mood
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nostalgic
]
[
music
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"Don't Leave Home"- Dido
]
So I'm 18 today...
Nothing special, it seems. Maybe I'm a little more responsible. A little melancholy, too. A lot's happened in the past month. I got my first job, my first checking account, Alysya left LJ (and me feeling just plain awful for strange reasons). People make 18 out to be a big deal. But it doesn't feel that way. According to my family, I'm not an adult. I don't want to be. But I do want to be. And nothing changed. Ken and Mom are still fighting. Ken is still dying slowly right in front of us. What am I doing? Crying on my 18th birthday.
My mind is harboring all the thoughts I never wanted to have. I'm becoming more cynical, more pessimistic, when I always said I'd never get that way. Maybe something did change. F*ck happy birthdays. There's nothing happy about this one.
Less Politics, More Pie!
[Sep. 28th, 2004|11:49 am]
[
mood
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exhausted
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[
music
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Noisy-ass fan
]
Sheesh...
I love my boss. I hate my actual job.
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