Goodness gracious. I come here everyday but I never write anything - just read my friends page. .-.

Anywho. Things have been both good and less than good. IDK, MAN. It'd take me a while to cover everything so I'll just leave it at that and vow to update more often. ><

So glad Halloween's over. Grawr. I swear. Now the facebook picture posts of all the girls on my friends list dressed like whores has decreased to a mere trickle, I'm feeling a bit better. -_-

NaNo's doing pretty well so far. My story will need oodles of editing when the month's over, but this is the highest wordcount this early in the month that I've had in my four years of participation and I'm pretty pleased.

Hmm... Oh, next week is when my story's due for school and I still need to work on it tons. Shit. I hate how I procrastinate. Speaking of the p-word...I still haven't signed up for classes and I'm having a hard time giving a shit. I just...am...kind of slipping back into my bad habit of apathy. Whatevuh.

Not much else to say. FLW and Whale are both almost ready to be updated but I've been too busy working on NaNo to get them from my notebook and onto the computer. D:

I've done this before, but I'mdoing it again. I love how it doesn't make sense.


Put your MP3 player on shuffle, and write down the first line of the first twenty-five songs. Post the poem that results. The first line of the twenty-six is the title. 

Okay, I'm really bad at telling when a line ends, so most are probably two.  .-.


"Each Shade of Blue Is Kept in Our Eyes"

 The cup is not half empty as pessimists say
I look at you all - see the love there that lies sleeping .
So look in my eyes - what will you leave behind once you've gone?
Careless in our summer clothes, splashing around in the muck and the mire,
my hands are searching for you.
You have never been in love until you've seen the stars reflect in the resevoirs.
Fetid simulation of this wretched congregation-- (lol... Psyclon Nine...XD)
drink up, beautiful.
You came into my life.
I... I will watch over you.
Squeaky swings and tall grass - the longest shadows ever cast.
I wish I had a parachute 'cause I'm falling bad for you.
Poison oak, some boyhood bravery.
On clearer days I can see the lights from my bedroom door.
Someday my pain...someday my pain will mark you.
You've got a mouthful.
Bobby, baby, you make me blurry (so blurry inside).
Who's in a bunker?
Trying to create something that's not there.
History's made it's mark in anger.
I'm sorry - I don't mean to remember.
The door slammed loud and rose up a cloud of dust on us.
All non-believers stand aside and fear.
This is the room where we always dreamed of grass and splendid evenings emitting frequencies.
Maybe we should take some time.

xD So last night I went to Angelo's and then we ended up having to go to work because Bianca, his sister, was like... Well, her ex-boyfriend really upset her, so Duckie, Angelo, Gino, and I all went down to work. Then later when everything had calmed down, Angelo and I were sitting in a booth opposite each other when he started to text me and...I just found the whole conversation funny so I'm writing it down to save it even after I've deleted my texts.

Him: You are so mean.
Me: Yes.
Him: You are such a big meanie.
Me: Eat my-- (Note: Earlier he was typing something to Duckie on Duckie's computer saying "Eat my" and...I think it was "cock" but I'm not sure. Cock or another word for it. xD)
Him: No. You eat my big toe.
Me: Okay. If it's butter flavored today. (Note:...Don't ask.)
Him: Lol. I figured I'd give you the buttery flavored body part. Plus I don't want to choke you.
Me: I'm forwarding that to my dad.
Him; Well he can have my... Duckie leftovers. And then we'll stick it in the food processor. But really I don't want to lose that certain body part.
Me: I don't appreciate you being cyber bullies. I'm a sweet Christian girl and that offends me.


And he and Duckie found my "sweet Christian girl" comment to be the funniest part of that. >_>

Woops. Kind of...forgot about LJ for awhile there.

So to help me procrastinate studying for my Geology exam:

Everyday, for one week, share the following:

Day 1: a song
→Day 2: a picture
Day 3: a book/ebook/fanfic
Day 4: a site
Day 5: a youtube clip
Day 6: a quote
Day 7: whatever tickles your fancy

I'm not sure if you're reading this. I'm still thinking over things - trying to figure them out.

Even though I just posted an entry, kurohaneshizumisuccessfully wrapped me up in her sticky web of meme-ness.



Everyday, for one week, share the following:

→Day 1: a song
Day 2: a picture
Day 3: a book/ebook/fanfic
Day 4: a site
Day 5: a youtube clip
Day 6: a quote
Day 7: whatever tickles your fancy




I absolutely love this song. I think it's sweet but sad in a lonely kind of way.

Apparently, though, both a song by this band and the song I was going to post for this instead are going to be on the new stupid ass Twilight movie. Way to desecrate my music, Smeyer, just as you've desecrated the literary world. Suck my cock, please.

I went up to my grandpa's hunting cabin today. Everyone in my family just refers to it as "up north." Anyway. I love it there. I think it's my absolute favorite place to be, despite the general grime of the cabin and the spider-infested outhouse.

Just being there puts me at peace. It's so quiet and away from everything that even the person beside you can seem miles away without leaving you feeling lonely. I just love it.

And the drive home there lended me some inspiration for my story for my fiction class. :) I'm editing an idea that I have for something I already started and now the only problem is...getting started. XD I don't really know how or where to start it. But it's...me. The idea doesn't leave me feeling like I'm faking something for this class. So that's good.

Anyway. Back to the cabin, I might be going back up there Tuesday night for a little bit, and I think the next time I have a day off on the weekend (if that ever happens again) or some time in the summer, I'm going to go up there for the night all by myself and just...be. Preferably during NaNo so  I can get some epic writing done.

Hrmhrmhrm. Back to the drawing board for my story beginning. Wish me luck, plz.

Survey. Stolen from kurohaneshizumi.

 

For starters: Today, I swore in front of my mother for the first time ever. Well, it was on the phone, and I was upset because of work and it just popped out. .-. At least it was just "bitching" and not anything worse. I don't know. I'm nineteen and...it still just feels wrong to swear around my mom. >_>

Anywho. Okay. I really need to start something for my fiction class. Someone shoot me, plz.

Also. Emily asking me if I want to get an apartment with her just kills me. .___. If I could afford it, I would love to. It would give me an excuse to quit my job and find one that I like more, but at the moment, I just don't think I can afford it. Paying for school doesn't leave me room to spend money on anything else besides gas to get to school. :/ And right now, I live less than ten minutes away from Angelo. Since our schedules don't always coincide, that short distance is convenient. I don't know. Life is...stupid.

Speaking of Angelo, I invited Duckie and him over tonight since Duckie's on his way back here. I hope they're not too bored and Duckie's not too..."I don't want to be here."

Oh, and I finally scrounged up enough money to order Magebound. :) I plan to read it as soon as I'm done with The Lie by Chad Kultgen, the latter being a lot more graphic than I expected. Haha. I just can't leave it around the house at all.

Well, I don't have to work till Friday, so I hope to get some writing done for my class between now and then. Wish me luck. :3

Oh. And should I do GothNoWriMo this year?! I don't know. I don't have any ideas but I can just...wing it if I decide to do it. I DON'T KNOW!

Because  kurohaneshizumi posted an entry about dreams she's had recently, it reminded me of the one I had the other night.

Well, it was kind of chaotic. I remember being at my mom's work but there were a bunch of teenagers running around like they worked there and they were all treating me like shit like, "Why are you here?" kind of thing and I just kept saying, "My mom works here! She works here! I just want to see my mom!" It was weird. Anyhow. Some of it took place around my grandma's neighborhood because I have dreams that I'm there all the time, even if it looks nothing like it. I just know that I'm in my grandma's neighborhood, and it's generally at night, because I spent a large chunk of my childhood running around those streets. Only in the day, but whatever. And then I was walking around this huge house where a party was with this group of people I didn't know, and we were all sharing some pot. XD

Anyway, the worst part of the dream that really really freaked me out came about because of Duckie's car accident. In the dream, I was driving down Pinconning road, following Angelo home even though we were going in the wrong direction. Then there was a four-way stop at Garfield and Pinconning, which isn't really there in real life. I was about to go through, but someone coming the other way had really bright headlights and I couldn't see anything. I ended up losing control of my car, and it flipped several times. I remember how REAL it felt flipping over. When the car came to a stop, I was upside down and I couldn't see anything. I couldn't move. I couldn't reach for my phone to call 911 or anything. My arms were pinned to my side. My legs pinned to my chair. I knew Angelo was outside, and I was yelling for him, but I couldn't hear him out there. It was so realistically scary.

Anyway. I'm going to try to start writing magalina's birthday story. .-. Argh. ARGHADJAD! :)

hay gaiz lyke if i evar say i dun want 2 b frends w/ u nemoar i meen it k? or mayb i meen i want u 2 cum 2 my house lyke a kreepie stawker? lolz no nawt rly on dat last 1. cuz its nawt guna mke me lyke u nemoar. tawking 2 u aboot it isnt guna mke it betar eethur. k? cuz lyke its prty mch ovar. u - lyke - missd ur chans. lolz

No. Seriously. It's beyond fixing at this point. Go screw yourself with a rusty crowbar.

I'm here to promote a new awards site for original slash stories. Nominations can come from anyone, and stories can be from LiveJournal or FictionPress. It's called Looking at the Stars [slash] Awards: our site. We have an LJ as well: lats_slash( etc )Basically, you nominate stories, our judges decide which ones they like the most and then the general populace will decide who the winners are. There are many categories, though we are only doing twelve for this round. We have extra things as well:

• Our forum, which is linked on our website, will allow you to interact with other slash fans, writers, and the maintainers, judges and general staff of LatS. (You have to sign up with yuku, though.)

• A monthly challenge, which is open to any participants (FP or LJ required).

• A spotlight similar to the normal LJ spotlight, but primarily for slash related things. (FP/LJ not required for participation)

• A writer's help blog

• A reviewer's round robin (this hasn't been completely finished yet)

grimm_psyke

Does anybody  have a site or anything where there are lists of music that's been in Korean movies/dramas or something? D: I was watching Two Faces of My Girlfriend the other day, and I really liked the song that plays when they're on the way to the ocean. I managed to find one site that had the music...but it was all in Korean. I know a lot of the time you can find Japanese songs and lyrics on...a lot of different sites, but I haven't been so lucky finding one for Korean songs. :/

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Last night I had this awesome dream and I don't even know how to explain it. It was...kind of a nightmare because  there were these monster things and two other people and I were given these weird little powers and ...pendants. Mine was a cat, but if you looked at it a certain way, it looked like a guy's face. o.O And we had to fight off these monsters, but there were zombie-ish people running around too and it was all based off this book (not a real book) so we were using this book to figure out what would happen next... It was kinda neat. :3

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I was talking to Rachel, and I figured out exactly how SiSL's going to end with her halp. w00t. It'll probably be a stupid little epilogue thing. Then I can focus on FLW. :3 And since I actually know what I want to do with that...it's nice.

 

*sighs* I got the Hero soundtrack today after wanting it for...a long time. It's so...ugh. It makes me cry. I close my eyes and I listen to "Longing" and it's just...so beautiful...all the parts coming together.  It is longing. It's...I don't know. I just love it so much... I feel like I'm in the middle of it and all the parts are coming down around me, circling me and holding me and pulling me in... (Kind of like that night at Emily's farm when all I could think was: I'm inside a drum. And I made it into some little metaphor about babies in the womb and abortions and all this other crap, but now there's nothing making me feel like that except the music itself.)
/embarrassing rambling

I also got The King and the Clown soundtrack and I'm not too pleased with it. It's not bad, but it's not one of those that you can just sit and listen to it. The last song I like because it reminds me of Rule of Rose, but it gets more gentle instead of creepy... The other songs are just short. A minute or so each.

Anyway. I'm going to go mentally worship Tan Dun some more and work on SiSL. I don't really know what I'm doing with the latter. Just trying to get it done, I guess.

And, if I haven't told you and you read my stories on FP, I'm going to just one-shots and humor chapter fics, I think. I might still write more serious fics, but I'm not going to share them anymore, I don't think. I just don't feel satisfied with it anymore and a lot of the time, I just get irritated. With humor, I know I'm making people laugh and I can be as silly as I want and know that if they started reading it for that, they'll continue. There's no need to mess with style or anything. I can just be stupid and carefree and feel more...stupid and carefree myself while writing it.

._. I can't eat lately. These past two days, I've hardly had anything. Cheerios, a few mouthfuls of ramen, and most of a sandwich. Every time I try to eat, I gag and feel sick. But I think I feel hungry. I can't really tell. ._.

At least that's what my history prof had the habit of saying... He was quite the negative little dude...

Anyway.

I got home around 3 last night and still had a bad tension headache, so I took my medication - which, by the way, does not come with a refill, so I don't know what I'm going to do when I run out - and read Porno (the book - not actual porn) until my head felt better. Then as soon as I turn out the lights and lie down, my head fricking hurts again. So I got up and took some Excedrin and read, waiting for my head to feel better. It felt better. Turned out the lights. IT HURT AGAIN! And then a quarter to 5, I'm still awake, but I get a stupid forwarded text from Jordan Grant and I'm like...WTF SRSLY? Who texts someone at FIVE IN THE FRICKING MORNING? I was worried that it was Katie or Emily and something was wrong so I tripped all the way across my room and get there and it's a stupid sexual forward. WTF. DON'T DO THIS TO A SLEEP-DEPRIVED, TENSE GIRL.

So around 6:30 I finally fall asleep and wake up around 7 because my mom's telling me to not feed Bernie and blahblahblah because of his new diet. Which is when I realize that I feel really sick and lie in bed for awhile with the hints of a dull, throbbing headache, half out of it, convinced that I'm FRANK FRICKING BEGBIE and all my thoughts are in a FRICKING SCOTTISH ACCENT. And then I spend the next hour in the bathroom, feeling dizzy and disgusting and puke up some nice yummy bile and now I'm not tired at all. Which is odd.

But at least I'm not Beggar Boy anymore...

Put your music collection on shuffle. Put down the titles of the first twenty songs, followed by "in my pants."

# SONG (in my pants) - ARTIST [commentary]

1. Cigarettes and Chocolate Milk (in my pants) - Rufus Wainwright
2. Caspian Can Wait (in my pants) - The Velvet Teen
3. Half Jack (in my pants) - Dresden Dolls [lulz...]
4. Famous (in my pants) - Puddle of Mudd 
5. Red (in my pants) - Natalie Walker
6. Wonderwall (in my pants) - Ryan Adams
7. Dig (in my pants) - Incubus [no don't. D: ]
8. Amorous in Bauhaus Fashion (in my pants) - The Faint
9. There is a Light (in my pants) - David Ford ['cause I'm holy and virginal. :3 ]
10. Jesus in New Orleans (in my pants) - Over the Rhine
11. The Quiet Things that No One Ever Knows (in my pants) - Brand New
12. Naive (in my pants) - The Kooks
13. Once Upon My Nightstand (in my pants) - Finch
14. Death Came and Got Me (in my pants) - Rosie Thomas [Death is kinda creepy. D: ]
15. Comfort (in my pants) - Deb Talan [>_>]
16. Bother (in my pants) - Stone Sour
17. Blower's Daughter (in my pants) - Damien Rice [hehe...]
18. Bullet with a Name (in my pants) - Nonpoint [o___o]
19. Lover I don't have to Love (in my pants) - Bright Eyes
20. I Need a Hero (in my pants) - Frou Frou.

I broke out my Tales of the Abyss disc and was set on pwning. I had this awesome I SHALL SUCCEED! mindset going on too. No running from battles but choosing to lvl up instead (shut up - I'm a runner. I has no patience for constant battles. ;-; ), especially in the places where I knew I'd be able to "sleep" for free and save immediately afterward. I was doing pretty fricking well too. Got a few hours in. Got to that little vacation home by the sea of Luke's...and as soon as I walk inside, I can do nothing. I can't move Luke. I can't get to the menu. Nada. But inside, the monsters are moving, the save...thing is all shiny and glowy and moving in tranquil little circles, and Luke's clothes and hair is shifting lazily in the wind~

BUT I CAN'T DO ANYTHING!

So I restarted the system and got back in there and...if I press buttons the right way, I can make Luke turn around or to the side, but he still can't move from the doorway.

Then I looked at the disc and wondered if I perhaps threw it at someone as they were having a massive brawl and it came out the loser, because it's scratched...a bit. (>_>) It's just strange that it was at THAT specific spot that it had any problems... D:

Meh. Anyone have any good free-at-home-remedies for fixing a scratched disc? ;~;

 

PW tour dates:
JUNE 5 - El Corazon, Seattle - ALL AGES (Tickets)
JUNE 6 - Richards on Richards, Vancouver - 19+ (Tickets)
JUNE 8 - Slims, San Francisco - ALL AGES (Tickets)
JUNE 9 - The Roxy, Los Angeles - ALL AGES (Tickets)
JUNE 12 - The Oriental Theater, Denver - ALL AGES (Tickets)
JUNE 14 - Fine Line Music Cafe, Minneapolis - 18+ (Tickets)
JUNE 15 - The Bottom Lounge, Chicago - 18+ (Tickets)
JUNE 17 - Mod Club, Toronto - ALL AGES (Tickets)
JUNE 19 - Tralf Music Hall, Buffalo - ALL AGES (Tickets)
JUNE 20 - North Star, Philadelphia - ALL AGES (Tickets)
JUNE 21 - The Middle East, Boston - 18+ (Tickets)
JUNE 23 - Highline Ballroom, NYC - 16+ (Tickets)
JUNE 24 - Rock & Roll Hotel, DC - ALL AGES (Tickets)
JUNE 26 - Cats Cradle, Chapel Hill - ALL AGES (Tickets)
JUNE 27 - The Loft, Atlanta - ALL AGES (Tickets)
JUNE 30 - Granada Theater, Dallas - ALL AGES (Tickets)
JULY 1 - Antone’s, Austin - ALL AGES (Tickets)



I want to go to one so bad, I'm nearly crying right now. ._________.  Chicago's not too far...  How far's Toronto? ._.