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[04 Nov 2005|05:40pm] |
One thousand bulbs of
Midnight fire
As a folded fan
Glaring in the haught
Of their guarded splendour
( Comrades Only )
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[01 Nov 2005|07:56pm] |
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( I just LOVE quizzes!! )
I'm pretty sure the majority of the people who take the quizzes I post probably won't be taking this one.
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[18 Oct 2005|01:14pm] |
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( More Quiz Things )
Hm. I agree with my position on the spectrum, but I do not agree with the placement of agnosticism. Agnosticism is too broad to be placed like that. Oh well.
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[07 Oct 2005|10:57pm] |
Today, I found a similarity between Eric and I.
We both like cottage cheese.
So far, that is all that I have discovered.
Well, other than the "gay" thing, but as far as I'm concerned that's not much of a similarity, anymore.
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[05 Oct 2005|09:07pm] |
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I have lost everything short of my virginity, today. First, my miscellaneous notebook, which had my speech piece and several other documents of importance within. Second, my calculator. I ahve torn apart my room looking for it. I could've sworn that I had it, earlier today. I can't find it ANYWHERE. However, on my way out to my car to see if it was in there (which it was not), I saw two daddy long legs having sex. That was cool.
I am so drained. I can't do my math homework without the fucking calculator, and I'm not finished with my AP lit. short story essay (two pages into it, though). I don't know what to do, anymore.
This is ridiculous.
On the top side, Chloe photoshopped this for me:
( I'm bloo... )
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[30 Sep 2005|08:29pm] |
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I want a significant other.
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[19 Sep 2005|10:47pm] |
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You are a
Social Liberal
(76% permissive)
and an...
Economic Liberal
(20% permissive)
You are best described as a:
Socialist
Link: The Politics Test on Ok Cupid |
I'm set right over Hillary Clinton's FACE. I'll be sure to vote for her in the next election. Or the 2012 election, assuming she isn't killed by then. hmm... I'm surprised there isn't a "Communist" region...
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[16 Sep 2005|06:49am] |
I think I know what I'm going to be for Halloween.
An emokid.
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| Stupid Quiz |
[14 Sep 2005|06:21pm] |
Big-hearted my ass...
Your dating personality profile:
Liberal - Politics matters to you, and you aren't afraid to share your left-leaning views. You would never be caught voting for a conservative candidate.
Big-Hearted - You are a kind and caring person. Your warmth is inviting, and your heart is a wellspring of love.
Practical - You are a down-to-earth individual who is not impressed with material excess. You care about the stuff of like that really matters. | Your date match profile:
Intellectual - You seek out intelligence. Idle chit-chat is not what you are after. You prefer your date who can stimulate your mind.
Big-Hearted - You want someone compassionate, someone gentle and kind. A loving, nurturing person will fill that hole in your life.
Stylish - You cannot put up with someone who is lacking in style. You want an original, someone with flare, someone with good taste. | Your Top Ten Traits
1. Liberal
2. Big-Hearted
3. Practical
4. Intellectual
5. Stylish
6. Adventurous
7. Wealthy/Ambitious
8. Shy
9. Sensual
10. Romantic
| Your Top Ten Match Traits
1. Intellectual
2. Big-Hearted
3. Stylish
4. Practical
5. Adventurous
6. Wealthy/Ambitious
7. Outgoing
8. Conservative
9. Traditional
10. Romantic
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Take the Online Dating Profile Quiz at Dating Diversions
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[08 Sep 2005|09:38pm] |
http://tubbyandfriends.ytmnd.com/
Yeah. So. We don't know who did this. But, Justin....
XDarkXSkullX138X: But if I find whoever did it..
Oh God Its Eric: I'm not really pissed XP
XDarkXSkullX138X: Nothing good will ever come of what would happen
yeah. he's angry.
But, what pisses me off most is that that picture of me sucks.
If anyone happens to have any information on this... please, send it to me. I will not STAND for thisss!!
Zach, the person who took the photograph (it has a tag on it), sent an e-mail to whoever owns the site. So. Yeah.
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[05 Sep 2005|12:11am] |
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( Quiz thing )
That was seriously one of the stupidest quizzes I've taken. Stupidstupidstupid.
In other news, I'm still sick. But, five different people said I looked like Robert Smith, tonight. Which was awesome. because Robert Smith=awesome. yep..
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| Cheers for Rampant Updates |
[30 Aug 2005|08:26pm] |
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It's such a lovely irony that when I have the least time to update my journal, I write the most. Cheers for limited time.
So, today, overall, wasn't that terrible. The morning, however, was.
I got myself all prettied up... makeup... large, floofy hair... nice outfit...
And I neglected to take in the rain. Or how hard it was raining, for that matter. Soooo, I grabbed an umbrella, and realised I can't carry my makeup bag, keys, textbook, binders, cell phone, lunch box, messenger bag, and umbrella with two hands and a shoulder. Then, I accidentally opened the umbrella inside. From this point on, I realised the day was going to just suck. So I ended up taking all the loose items first, running back into the house, hauling the messenger bag to the car, then get in.
So far, so good. But I did expend a lot of effort in trying to keep my hair dry with the umbrella. I did, however, succeed. Unfortunately, I did not take into account that I can't take all of my stuff into the school in two trips.
Well, I COULD have, but I had French class at 7:30, this morning.
Sucks.
So, I start my car. Or, atleast, I try to. Took me about four minutes, but I finally got it running, and drove down the driveway, and stopped to turn right at 42. Well... as soon as I hit the brakes... I learned that there is a sporadic leak in my sunroof. Water POURED down from the sunroof, and my hair was no longer dry.
Sucks.
Well, the traffic was really spread out, and not heavy at all, so I made my way onto 42 pretty easily, and made it to school without incident. Alright. Trying to run across a flooded parking lot, in high heels, with a (broken) umbrella + all aforementioned items=not a very easy task. At one point, the umbrella caught the wind and ALMOST flew away from me. But, for the split seconds that it WASN'T over my head, I got drenched. Then I splashed my way through an unseen puddle. Eventually, I made it into school, then into French class, where everyone looked at me strangely. probably because I looked like I had just jumped into a pool with all of my clothes on.
sucks.
Rest of the day went by pretty smoothly, I guess. Boring, but smooth. Senior superlative charts were handed out, today. What fun. Plus I have to do a senior quote. Any suggestions, anyone? I had one a while ago, but I forgot which one it was. In any case, I had a decent amount of homework, tonight. Actually, it's still unfinished, but I need a break right now. I'll probably go make waffles in a second. hmm.
OH, ALSO! Can anyone help me with this? The Middlebury supplement essay prompt is REALLY stupid: "Describe an experience in which your values were tested. How have you grown as a result from this experience?" I'm almost tempted to cop out and say my values are tested every day because of the bigoted, anti-homosexual environment in which I live, but I REALLY don't want to do that. Does anyone have any ideas? (Rough draft of the essay is due in AP lit by Friday).
Je suis finis.
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| Ridiculousness |
[29 Aug 2005|08:49pm] |
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You know, I'm really hating homework, right now. But the funny thing is, the most homework I've gotten is from AP Lit. Aaaand... I actually enjoy that homework, to some degree. It's not too difficult, it's actually making me think into things, and it's overall satisfying and enjoyable. Except vocab-searching. That's a pain in the ass.
Math, however... I figured Algebra 2 would be my easiest class. My incompetence with math, however, has apparently decided to spring a trap on me. Or Mr. Padgett sucks at teaching. I seriously don't understand atleast 40% of what he teaches. And it's getting to me. geh. I hate this.
AP Bio seems pretty simple so far, but we haven't had a test yet. So, once Thursday rolls around, I'll update on that one...
Yearbook is... yearbook. Won't be that difficult for a while. Until deadlines roll around, that is. Atleast I don't have to do all the piddly stupidity that the newbies have to do. Yay for being the body text editor.
AP U.S. .... lacks... stimulation. But it's not difficult. Yet. I'm glad I'm in a class of juniors, though. Makes me feel intelligent. Mwhahaha.
And French is ... french. I think I did the wrong homework, though. Ah well. Oh, and there's a cute sophomore in the class. New kid. Probably straight.
But, hey, spaghetti's straight until you cook it, right? And I'm Italian. So... mmmm...
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[27 Aug 2005|01:25pm] |
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fuck I wish I was at UWC.
Edit: Some people really just piss me off. If you know that you piss me off, or that when you are speaking to me that I become pissed off, don't fucking talk to me. I am so sick of whiny little brats asking me to do things when I owe them NOTHING, and when I refuse or I am unable to do what they want, they get all pissy with me, as if they did me some great fucking favour by speaking to me. **explodes**
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[26 Aug 2005|12:51am] |
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School sucked. Blah. Nothing new there. Tons of homework, even though I had NO time to do it. Had to leave home at 5:00 to meet Vyxsin so that I may get ready for a drag show. Left a little late and got turned around downtown, but eventually found my way to her salon. We met up with Kent at ear X-tacy, then left from there to her house. Well, I get to Vyxsin's house, aaaand they offered much less than what I figured they were going to offer. actually, a dress. And it didn't fit me. It was so short that it basically acted as a shirt. So, I used it as a top, with my red splatter pants. This was disappointing... I really wanted to go out in full lingerie and such... blah...
So we leave, and I have to go to Jillian's with Kent and Vyxsin so that they may rehearse a fashion show planned for tomorrow night. Wait around... la la... 7:40 rolls around, they still aren't finished, (drag show supposed to start at 9:30), so I went ahead and did my make-up (which I was dissatisfied with, as a side note). We finally leave at about 8:30, and they go to eat, and direct me to Sumshee's, to which I was to perform. So I'm driving around.... took a wrong turn. And I got lost. Somehow, I ended up in the west end of louisville. Completely. And utterly. Fucking. Lost. IN. THE GHETTO. WITH DRAG. AS A WHITE BOY. AT 9:00 AT NIGHT.
I started crying, and went hysterical trying to find my way out, and I called Davy, and he directed me, street by street, to my destination. I arrive. Bunch of stuck-up queens looking at me all weird because I'm the only goth one in the entire performance.They acted bitchy all night; oh well. Show ended up not starting until fucking 10:40, and I was the last one to go. I was supposed to be home by 11.
In any case, so we go through, blah blah, and I get up and do my performance. By this time I had wanted to die, I had been through too much shit, and I just EXPLODED on my performance, and went CRAZY.
And. I won.
The End.
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| Stupidity |
[23 Aug 2005|09:56pm] |
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Good god, this is ridiculous. I've been bogged down with homework for the past two days; hopefully it doesn't continue like this for the rest of the school year. Though, somehow, I'm doubting it won't.
Bellydancing tomorrow. Drag show on Thursday. I hope I don't have just as much homework then as I do now.. From the looks of it, I shouldn't. Even if I do, I'm sure I could ask my teachers for extensions, considering my activities. It's not like I'm a bad student or anything; but I hate asking for extensions. Just seems so... blegh..
Hmm.. I'm running out of clothes. I don't want to wear out all of my favourites; I'm limiting a couple outfits of mine to be worn once every two weeks, maximum. Of course, since I have a majorly difficult time wearing my red splatter pants or my red vinyl pants WITHOUT massive make-up, that shouldn't be too difficult of a goal. Damn mother for disallowing me to wear lipstick and heavy eyeshadow to school! Damn her! Then again, that's probably best considering the fact that I can't exactly afford to use that much makeup a day... But eh well.
I really need to get a pair of pants that fits with one of my new shirts. Hmm..
I have a terrible feeling I'm not going to do well, on Thursday. I know I'll LOOK awesome -- Going to Vyxsin's house, and she's doing my makeup and dressing me up. Then I'll be performing Melissa by Snake Skin... I'm going to ask to be one of the beginning performers, so that I can watch the rest of them and gauge my chances of winning.
Speech Team meeting, tomorrow... should be fun...
I want to start a Gay-Straight Alliance at our school. But I don't know what Gay-Straight Alliances in schools actually DO for activities... I'll have to do some research. I know there's nothing to stop me; it's illegal for the school to bar anyone from making such a club. Mwhaha.
Anyway, I'm out.
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| Meetup Pictures |
[20 Aug 2005|07:56pm] |
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Sarah uploaded pictures from Wednesday.
( I am so sexy. )
I lost that shirt, on Thursday, and I don't know how. I could've sworn I shoved it into my shoulderbag and threw it on my bed when I got home. I tore apart my room looking for it, plus I looked through my closet and in the dirty clothes to see if it was there. It's no where to be found... and it was fast becoming my favourite shirt, despite my hatred for tank tops. I hope that I accidentally dropped it at Sumshee's and someone picked it up and gives it to me tomorrow... argh...
hm. I'm still not feeling that great, but ah well.
Bunches of stupid homework... and it's the first fucking weekend of school. What kind of shit is that?
for some reason I feel insecure and incomplete if I don't wear full makeup when I'm out of the house, anymore... it makes me a sad butterfly...
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| Chicago |
[16 Aug 2005|04:26pm] |
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( Chicago!! )
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[14 Aug 2005|05:00pm] |
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Sumshee's in two hours... after that, Chicago.
and I have a very bad sinus headache. It's really upsetting me. I've taken like three different medications, and it hasn't gone away. >.< I'm really worried that I'm going to be miserable during the whole Chicago trip... gah...
well, I got 340 dollars for the trip. Ten dollars short of my goal, but hey, it's better than nothing. Hopefully I'll get some great new stuff. I'm really hoping to find hair falls... But I don't think we will.
I feel like crying. Seriously. Actually, I was crying earlier. I don't know why. Gah. It's annoying.
Brian's party was last night... mmm... left at about 11... got home before it started storming. It feels so nice and relaxing to cuddle up in the dark while it's storming.
Another drag show this Thursday. Come and see me. Sumshee's coffee shop. Ask for directions if you need them. $3 cover. Only three shows left. I hate you if you don't go. XP
I'm out. nothing more to say.
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