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So, first post of both the year, and college!!! <3
<David Blaine has been hanging upside down for 2 and a half days! XO >
I love South so much more than I thought I would. The biggest problem so far is cabin fever. I usually value my privacy, but I canNOT be alone for more than an hour while on campus. On the plus side, this has led to
<stfu about the bailout McCain, I thought you were better than this put them in jail to get raped up the ass with JUSTICE I am not paying higher taxes for embezzlers to live the cushy life biatch-ho>
an almost exponential rise on my outgoing-o-meter. Thus: NEW FRIENDS! <3 Unfortunately, I'm still on the shy side when one considers the status of regular people.
The biggest change so far is that I watch a lot more news. True, this mostly comes to me via Steve Colbert and Jon Stewart, but there is Headline News in there too.
<PETA (approves) wants Ben and Jerry's (approves) to use HUMAN MILK in their recipes instead of cow's milk to eliminate the strain on the bovine population (does not approve). Luckily, Ben and Jerry do not approve either.>
RANDOM: I NOW HAVE A FACEBOOK.
ALSO: I have realized that I use my favorite author's format for displaying the status of her fic updates as my note-taking format in History.
THUS: I very definitely spend too much time lurking.
AND: I am going to attempt to do more updating and reading and writing because I really haven't been doing anything personalized or creative lately and when I do try I feel like I'm falling flat
SO: Is anyone but Kage doing NaNoWriMo? Like, for real? Like, actually writing rather than just signing up?
ALSO: Jeff Dye is performing tonight! *looooove* <3
- Location:dormish
- Mood:
informed - Music:Kornish
I've only had two hit so far, but it's all the worse for the frickin suspense.
Granted. Those first 2 were sheer and utter stupidity:
1. "The Case of the Alarmed Neighbor" (also: "Yet Another Reason Why I Should Never Be Trusted with Children") This little adventure took place in that lovely pre-twilight hour of quarter to sevenish. I had just gotten back from schooland was snarking with my mother about our yardsale tomorrow (HER: Your room is cluttered. I want you to pick out at least five things to put in the sale tomorrow. ME: Nope. HER: Fine, I'll do it for you then. ME: Nope.) Reached to the back seat to scritch Max who had ridden with us, and then got out of the car and went around to the trunk to haul out my four fuckass heavy bags (during which there was a notable lack of offer to help from my mother) to the door. I got halfway around and asked mom if the front door was locked. She graciously offered to unlock it for me and strode (arms free and fucking swinging) to get the door. We got inside, and for the next hour proceeded to argue about my abundance of "junk" and my lack of initiative to enrich my life, health, and attitude by getting rid of some of it and "organizing".
For those of you who normally hear me gripe, this is not such the big deal. That happened when my dad strode in all red in the face and barked that either we could get up and help him finish setting up, or he could just stop and let us do the rest ourselves when we "get arount to it" *said in one of those poisonously sweet tones which imply that he will not cook dinner for the rest of the weekend and thus we (mum and myself) would probably end up giving each other food poisoning and then the yard sale would go to hell anyway.
Needless to say I got my ass in gear (albeit first) and hauled out a box of old computer speakers to the driveway. And what do I see then but our adorable Porterican neighbor Mrs. Lidia (who is kind of scary in her obsession for yardwork, but brings us food when she bakes so it's okay), frantically trying to get my attention.
Blah yuh dah da da!!
I'd have sworn that that was what she said (she speaks very good English, but she was quite frantic and her accent was slipping), but she just kept gesturing at my mom's car. So, I kind of smiled at her and went over, half expecting to see her little boy somehow stuck underneathe it, when low and behold, a flash of ginger.
It was Max.
My dog.
In the car.
Stuck in the car.
My dog had been stuck in a fucking car for over an hour.
As you can imagine, I shrieked at the top of my lungs and nearly tore the door off to let him out. He of course, bounced out and panted up at me cheerfully looking like all unbothered. Thank God.
Of course, he was okay now, but imagine if it was a month from now. He's a delicate darling with very thick fur and I have no doubt that if we'd left him out in a car for that long in the summer's heat, he would have died.
As it is, we're all very proud of him for not taking his chance and totally messing up the car.
*cuddles him*
2. "The Case of Inferior Instant Gratification"
So, I'm bouncing around to Beyonce right? Nothing new. I like Beyonce. I like to bounce. The two things mesh quite well actually.
Anyway, I'm halfway through an incredible graceful leap, when I hear Maxxie do this startled yel thing behind me. Surprised (and still a bit sensitive about him do to earlier) I land halfway on one foot and, still caught in the beat, twirl to face him.
*pop*
I actually heard it better than I felt it. Three distinct pops coming from below me and to the left. There was a half instant where I knew exactly what it was and thought "Oh fuck, again?"
And then of course I was on my side on the floor nearly hyperventilating to keep from screaming, with streaks of hot agony shooting all up my leg.
And of course. It would be the night before prom wouldn't it.
I can walk well enough now, and I'll probably be able to without limping tomorrow, but there's no way I'm goin to be doing much actual dancing at my junior prom.
- Location:box room
- Mood:
pissed off - Music:nada
Whether or not you are willing/able to do this is apparently an indicator of how strong your relationship with someone is.
- Mood:
bored
1. Full Name: Elizabeth Ann Davidson (which was an actually an accident, it was supposed to be Catherine)
2. Nickname: Garotte
3. Birthday: March 10 (aka: 2 weeks late)
4. Place of Birth: Thomas Hospital
5. Zodiac Sign: Pisces...Horse...Seahorse?
6. Male or Female: Female
7. Grade: 11th
8. School: High School
9. Occupation: Student/ RAVE slave
10. Residence: The most honest answer to that would be "bed".
11. Screen Name: garotte/lady_garotte/eizzelle/vyxsynne
Your Appearance:
12. Hair Color: Ironically enough, it's my my natural brown right now. Quite odd considering I have 3 different layers of dye on it. Planning to change this weekend though.
13. Hair Length: Just brushes my shoulders when straightened
14. Eye color: blue...ish
15. Best Feature: eyes
16. Height: 5'9"
17. Braces?: Finally free!!!
18. Glasses?: Contacts
19. Piercing: Ears
20. Tattoos: Nope
21. Righty or Lefty: Righty
Your 'Firsts':
22. First best friend: Amanda Wilson
23. First Award: umm...That gold magic lamp medal...thing...for A Honor Roll
24. First Sport You Joined: For more than a week? Softball
25. First pet: A cat named Jasmine. She died when I was 3. For some reason all I can remember was how soft her fur was when she climbed into my crib to cuddle with me. *nostalgic*
(Why the hell didn't my parents ever take her out?? She was almost as big as I was! She could have suffocated me!! x_X;;)
26. First Real Vacation: Does Grandparents' beach house count? If not, Destin. ...Ahhh~ Destin *dreamy*
27. First Concert: Hasn't happened yet.
28. First Love: Elliot...Or possibly Elliot's hair. The second I saw it had gone from straight and blonde to curly and brunette I lost all interest.
Favorites:
29. Movie: Battle Royale (the 1st one) and anything by Hayao Miyazaki
30. TV Show: Scrubs
31. Color: Tied between dark red and aquamarine
32. Rapper: Don't willingly listen to much rap. Eminem I guess.
33. Band/Group: The Killers
34. Song Right Now: Fueled by Ramen from Panic! At the Disco (I think. It says it's them but the singer is a girl. o_O;;)
35. Friend: THEY
36. Candy: Queen Anne's chocolate covered cherries. Also the only scent that makes me want to sex something up. *amused*
37. Sport: Tennis
38. Restaurant: Moes
39. Favorite brand to wear: N/A
40. Store: BAM or Barnes and Noble
41. School Subject: Anything to do wit hCreative Writing or Biology
42. Animal: My own.
43. Book: Good Omens
44. Magazine: Shoujo Beat
45. Shoes: Are Evil.
Currently:
46. Feeling: Apathetic
47. Single or Taken?: Single
48. Have a crush: Nope
50. Drinking: Water
51. Typing: ...what?
52. Online?: Considering I neer turn my laptop off, Always. ^_^
53. Listening To: Brigand frantically mutter about and type out her English paper. Which is do in an hour and 15 minutes. I have apparently rubbed off on her. *amused*
54. Thinking About: Quitting after high school to hitchhike around the world as an eccentric hobo totally dependent on the kindness of strangers. ...And also Finals. And how I wish they were over.
55. Wanting To: Dance. But there are 2 other people and a shit load of stuff on my floor.
57. Wearing: From the bottom up: Jeans, underwear, Hurley shirt, my stripy bra, watch (which I haven't taken off since I bought it) and my "Magical Ping Nail Polish!" 8D
Future:
58. Want Kids?: No.
59. Want to be Married?: I kind of want to get engaged and move in with them. And then stop.
60. Careers in Mind?: Novelist, Regressional Therapist (past lives!), Hypnotist.
61. Where do you want to live: No idea
62. Car: In the immediate future? One that moves. And won't explode.
Which is Better With The Opposite Sex:
63. Hair color: Dark
64. Hair length: I like shaggy, but only if he can pull it off.
65. Eye color: Again, Dark
66. Measurements: Whatever looks good.
67. Cute or Sexy: Sexy with an ability to play cute. True cuteness weirds me out. >_<
68. Lips or Eyes: umm, he'll have both right? o_O;;
69. Hugs or Kisses: Well, I like both, but for some reason I prefer not to kiss on the face (necks or shoulders plz.), so I guess hugs. And cuddles.
70. Short or Tall: Taller than me
71. Easygoing or serious: I need a nice mix of both.
72. Romantic or Spontaneous: Both
73. Fatty or Skinny: Skinny
74. Sensitive or Loud: Both
75. Hook-up or Relationship: Depends on my mood.
76. Sweet or Caring: Caring. Sweet is too easy to fake.
77. Trouble Maker or Hesitant One: Either, as long as he doesn't hold me back or make trouble with/for me. *easily irritated*
Have you ever:
78. Kissed a Stranger: No
79. Had Alcohol: Yes
80. Smoked: No
81. Ran Away From Home: For more than 3 hours? No. (My parents didn't notice I was gone anyway. -_-;;)
82. Broken a bone: Once. Through sheer stupidity.
83. Got an X-ray: Lots
84. Been with someone: No
85. Broken Someone's Heart: He got over it.
86. Broke Up With Someone: Yes
87. Cried When Someone Died: Yes
88. Cried At School: Fairly often actually.
Do You Believe In:
89. God: I believe in a benevolent greater being, but the specifics tend to vary as I learn more.
90. Miracles: Yes
91. Love At First Sight: Lust at first sight, yes. I'm not sure if I believe in romantic love at all right now.
92. Ghosts: Leftover emotional impressions, yes. I don't believe a conscious entity hangs around after death though.
93. Aliens: Yes
94. Soul Mates: No
95. Heaven: Yes.
96. Hell: Yes, but I don't believe one can be sentenced to an eternity in hell.
97. Angels: Yes, but I have no idea what they might really be.
98. Kissing on The First Date: Chastely
99. Horoscopes: They are so general that it's strange if they don't somehow fit your situation.
Answer Truthfully:
100. Is There Someone You Want But You Know You Can't Have?
As I don't actually want anyone right now, Nope. ^_^
- Location:bed
- Mood:
awake - Music:Would be even MORE distracting right now
Does anyone else redo their icons every few posts?
I suck. I do. I just frankly do. And not in the fun, sexy vaccuum way.
In the, "You! Yes, you low-salary-servant-girl-who-never-finish
Therfore, I am setting myself some beginning-of-the-new-term goals. (in no particular order)
00. Pass Finals.
(technically an end of the term goal, but I feel it necessary)
01. Grow some ambition. I will not work at RAVE forever.
02. STUDY
03. Lose 20 pounds. (and I don't know if you guys noticed last weekend, but Brigand has and she looks FABULOUS! ^_^)
04. Get next year's schedule straightened out.
05. Stop ditching RAVE.
06. Stop ditching class.
07. Spend more time with roommate. (It seems rather odd that I almost never see her between 9am and midnight.)
08. Work on my writing.
09. Spend more time with parents. (There is something wrong when you cannot sustain more than a 5 minute conversation with your mother without launching into a hissyfit.
10. See Daphne friends more often.
11. Cuddle with max and Rosie at least once a day when home. (I think they're forgetting who I am. T_T;;)
- Location:bed
- Mood: depressed
- Music:My finally somewhat revived AC.
so i"ve tried three times to post this meme< but my keyboard keeps getting stuck on filterkeys> obviously someone thinks i should be studying for finals>
does that mean i should be happy about this?
- Mood:
distressed
OMG.
OMFG!!!!
*squeals*
I really need to stop fanning over Death Note when I should be doing my Biology.
Has anyone else seen the new DN hardcore yaoi doujin game by orange pekoe? The graphics are even more gorgeous than the original manga at it's very best!!!
*fans self* Need this. needitneeditneedit the second it comes out. Although I couldn't actually play it right now as I can't read Japanese worth a flip.
Whatever. The pics are pretty enough by themselves.
*drools over seme!L*
- Location:bed
- Mood:
ecstatic - Music:Placebo
"Originality is the art of concealing your sources."
"Only dead fish go with the flow."
- Location:bed
- Mood: mellow
- Music:Wicked
A list *hackcoughrant* if you please?
Very well then.
>My post-its
>My hair brush
>My fairy poster
>My underwear
>The writing on my shirt
>My roommates pants
>My (current) book
>My "Magical pink nails!" as Steve calls them.
>My shampoo
>My conditioner
>My soap
>My lotion
>My razor
>My toothbrush
>My favorite sunglasses
AND
>My dear Envy's LJ
Why?!
Where is it all COMING from?! My favorite color is BLUE dammit!
- Mood: cranky
