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So I found someone using this icon made by aom_leicon:

Ahahahaha. Burns!Lestat ftw. The other icon I like is this one, seen in the posession of flusterdance:


BBQ at Grants on Saturday was nice. His friend Bret was there, so I at least knew more than Grant and his flatmates... Although Bret, Grant and I ended up migrating to his room to browse all sorts of music since we weren't really drunk, smokers, or interested in the rather loud music they were playing. And after Bret left, Grant and I sort of hid from the world for a wee while.

Fin.

Six days until I'm 20. Mostly looking forward to it. Probably because that's when I'll next get to see Peter mostly, but then there's the added bonus of parcels in the mail and chocolate from pandoras_evil_t.
Had a rockin' session on MSN role-playing with Matt. It's great, because I haven't played Titia since the day I made her. Matt took some liberties to play her into part of his story, fair enough, but I didn't actually get to play her then. And when he left it open for me to make a choice, I left it since I didn't know where he was hoping to take the story. Now it doesn't matter. It was fun.
Hee.

( Cute picspam. Worthy of an awww or two )

It's three in the morning. I am so not tired. The hell?! I do need to use the loo though. I really should go to sleep. Hmm, might have a snack before that. Possibly. Maybe. But I'm just not tired! Bad, bad me.

Fin.

Bold the ones you've seen, italicize the ones you've partially seen or have seen but barely remember.

( Lalala )

Me: I have Morris!!!!!
Mum: WONDERFUL!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! so he FINALLY arrived...........
Me: he arrived two days ago but I didn't get the notice until yesterday
Mum: oh right.... yes they were a bit slack there then, weren't they... but glad he got there okay. I can throw the paper work away now.
Me: I've been wearing the ring
Mum: oh good.........
Me: and the socks are both cute and V. much needed. At least two pairs of my socks had thinned/holes in the ankles
Mum: glad you liked them! When I found the Care Bear and Strawberry shortcake ones I thought "oh that's Hana!" but the cat ones were cute too........ so they all came home....... did the sweater fit?
Me: haven't tried it on yet. I'm, um, wearing what I was wearing yesterday...
Mum: oh oh...... so is this because we didn't come home last night?

Apparently I missed an opportunity to watch Fight Club, what with not coming home. I'd left my cell phone at home, and when I got back this morning, there was a text message from about 1:30 in the morning from Shan asking if I was still up and wanted to watch Fight Club. Heh. No dice mate, I was at Peter's... we went and saw Mr. & Mrs. Smith, and I was highly amused. There was one time where I felt a bit of a dunce because it took me a moment or two longer than the rest of the audience to get. But ooooh Angelina + Brad + guns & splody things + snark = v. v. happy moi. And then we went back to his place to watch a B-grade vampire movie that looked like it was made in the 80's. The only gem:

Boudreaux: Be gone! You deal with things far more then your comprehension.
Aaron Gray: He didn't just say that.
Lucy Westenra: Spare us the Anne Rice routine. We are not amused.

Scrubs and Lost tonight. Yay.

Fin.

Ottava rima? Me? That can't be right!    Too frivolous? But tut, there's no such thing! Let others ponder thoughts of wrong and right,    Or sit and think how much they love the spring; I'd rather spend my time in gleeful spite,    Or maybe laugh, or maybe sit and sing. Besides, it might be fun to be inspiring - But surely it would get so very tiring. What Poetry Form Are You?

Take the quiz: "What do you love about making love?"

Lust
You are in it for the Lust. Its all about the passion and how good they are in bed. Though you aren't necessarily a woman/man whore, you know your way around the bedroom, be proud of that accomplisment! Godspeed!

My period just started, but I'm kind of horny. I think it has to do with the book I'm reading. It's called Snow White, Blood Red. It's a collection of fairy tales, sort of adaptions of the well known ones... anyway, the last couple ones I read were kind of erotic. In a sick and twisted way. Why couldn't I just get addicted to normal smut like those serial romances? Nooo, I have to have fantasy based stories, or slash, or screwed up fanfictions. Or it needs vampires. Vampires and sex is so... I don't know. I don't think I care to explore that further.
Ahhh, I like cherries. I think I need to complain, though. My choice of drinks is low. Water. Milk. Soda. Not much of a selection. Soda doesn't really hydrate. Water is plain. Too much milk is a bad thing. It does help get ibuprofin down though. Cherry Coke is nice though. I just want something tasy like juice. Speaking of which... need to check out Lynds' journal. Sorry, when I think juice, I think orange juice, and when I think of orange juice I think of Lynds. I miss her.
Am going to help Rhi for the rest of this week with little tykes. Fifteen five year olds to baby sit at vacation bible school. Oh woo, wee, yay! I'm going to die. Ah, well, what's to lose? My bad language, for sure.
And I get to see Brit tomorrow! I haven't seen her in a while. We haven't spoken often enough. It will be cool to hang out. Watch some movies, eat some food, listen to music, play games...? Who knows. It will be fun nonetheless.
Hmmm... need to trim nails...

My life goes on in endless song
above earth's lamentations,
I hear the real, though far-off hymn
that hails a new creation.

Through all the tumult and the strife
I hear its music ringing,
it sounds an echo in my soul.
How can I keep from singing?

While though the tempest loudly roars,
I hear the truth it liveth.
And though the darkness 'round me close,
songs in the night it giveth.

No storm can shake my inmost calm
While to that rock I'm clinging.
Since love is lord of heaven and earth,
how can I keep from singing?

When tyrants tremble in their fear
and hear their death knell ringing,
when friends rejoice both far and near
how can I keep from singing?

In prison cell and dungeon vile
our thoughts to them are winging,
when friends by shame are undefiled
how can I keep from singing?

~Enya, "How can I keep from singing?" Shepherd Moons

Fin.

Tomorrow I'm going to make some vampire happy.


And it has nothing to do with me being a woman.


Fin.

It is 7:21 a.m. I don’t know why I’m up. Oh, yeah… no ride. *stops* My spacebar key is faulty. I used to use this computer in computer animation last year! Allow me to switch computers before I continue.
*blinks* There is no sign of Rhianna or Matt. Rhi said I should come to 125 in the mornings when I don’t get a ride. She and Matt aren’t here. This makes me sad. How am I to hang out with them in the computer lab when they don’t show up? I hope they’re not invisible.
There is an assembly for freshman, juniors and seniors. Poor sophomores still have to test. If I can get away with it, I will not go to this assembly. I don’t want to listen to some motivational speaker. I’ve had enough. No more!
Here’s Rhianna! Woo.
I have worn high heeled sandals three days in a row now. Surprisingly, my feet aren’t killing me. If my legs hurt, it’s because I ran a mile yesterday and I didn’t stretch before or after. That was stupid of me, but I preferred to hang out with Jerrod. Obsessed? Me? Never.
I have two hours in this room. Two hours to much around. Two hours to wish I had MSN to see if I could get one last glimpse of Celien.
Here’s Matt! Woo.
Matt has just handed me the Psionics handbook. Be afraid. Be very afraid. *laughs evilly* Can you imagine a kinder? Can you imagine a kinder assassin? Can you imagine a psionic kinder assassin? *grins* I love it; I’m either a dragon, wench, succubus, or kinder… at least, I’d want to play any one of those. “A soulknife recognizes his own mind as the most beautiful—and the most deadly—thing in all creation.” Scared yet? “Thus, for many soulknives, adventuring presents an opportunity to do what they love most: Wield the idealized blade of their innermost desires.”
Oh yeah, so, Rhianna’s computer also has a faulty spacebar. It’s not the one I was at before. Maybe that was the one I had last year. Still, she has to fuss with it. And she didn’t move, because Matt arrived.
Haskins heard me laughing and said we’re not allowed to be having fun. It gives school a bad name. So I told him we were laughing in the face of adversity. Then Rhianna ran over her bag. Like I said; laughing in the face of adversity—just not my own!
Oh my, last night I dreamed I was walking down the halls at school, and started singing some random tune that was running through my head. You know, not the kind with actual lyrics, just a kind of… melody. And I remember thinking, “Wait, I didn’t mean to do that out loud.” But it was so real, for a while I was scared I’d actually done it. Thankfully not.
Eee! Rhianna just hit me again. For no reason. Trouble is, she hits my arm, and nearly went too far. If you catch my drift. I hope that’s all you catch.
Wow I don’t like Hotmail sometimes. I wish they’d change their layout again. This one is ugly. Always thought it was. I’m just waiting, hoping the next one will be better. I know it’s bad if I begin wishing for the layout they have now as opposed to whatever new one they finally give us.
I think I’m hungry. This isn’t good. I had breakfast. It was a bowl of cornflakes. And a glass of apple juice. Although I nearly didn’t finish the apple juice. But I did. And then I kept having to remind mum to start the dishwasher going before we left.
*smacks at Rhianna for trying to push keys on ~my~ keyboard* Back off, onna! Write your lj entry, there’s a good girl.
I have plans to watch Equilibrium today. I have no idea what it’s about, only that Sean Bean is in it. Celien thinks I should watch Ocean’s 11 instead, and I might watch it after Equilibrium. See, as much as I love Clooney, Pitt, and Damon, I’ve never seen Equilibrium. So it’s sort of like I’m being faced with two evils (only it’s two goods), and I’m choosing the one I’ve never tried before.
Wow my arm hurts. Damn Rhianna for hitting it.
“Rest assured that each and every word you utter will make the point you intend for it. When you're asked for your opinion, don't hesitate to give it. You'll be discreet, polite and objective.” That’s my horoscope. Make of it what you will.
Oh dear, Rhi’s doing her story—OW! OW! Wench. “Bite me.”--*hits Rhianna* again, the one with me and Matt. It involves a refrigerator, apparently. See, she’s going to post it on her lj, this time, and it’s a sort of sequel of the one she posted on her dj. I’m scared.
Well, no, I’m not. Because I get to be a vampire.
Have you had enough? I’m not sure I want to go on. I do have two hours. I could create quite a stream of consciousness in that time. You might get bored. You might not read it all. You might not read it at all. That would make me sad. I like people reading my entries. I like them having something to say. I think I will end this, for your sake.
Haha, I just tried to bite Rhianna. STOP HITTING ME!

Fin.

Heather hi_im_heather Tagged Me!

Be Part of the Madness and Pass it On!

( All you needa do to pass it on... )

Today, the weather wasn't as nice as all last week had been. It wasn't rainy. I haven't noticed any droplets at all. Just cloudy, and a little chilly. It didn't stop me from wearing a skirt though. Albiet a long denim one. Although, I wasn't the only one with that idea today.
The day back from break is always different. You look to see who hasn't come back yet, and who's changed his/her hair, who's got a tan and who's got any sort of indicator of a new injury--crutches, cast, etc. Everyone asks what everyone else did over break. And "How was Easter?"
And, if we're really lucky, our teachers will have finally graded those essays. Which, aside from maybe ten, Quinn had done. Of course, he went on to show a good example from each prompt. He keeps the writer anonymous. And he explained how it was "nearly perfect" or "could have elaborated just a little more." And then he read it. And the other paper. And whose papers were they? Well, the second one, I knew to be Matt's. But I had to pretend to be asleep to hide my quivering lips (trying not to grin) as he also read mine.
That's right. "Darn near perfect" paper. Awww, yeah. And he said he didn't want to boost my ego or anything with saying that, because it did have its flaws... but damnit I just wanted to grin--didn't. No need to let folk realize who wrote the paper worth mentioning. *grins* And Matt and I hate that class. We hate writing in that class. And yet, Matt's stuff are read often (although Quinn has his issues because he rarely agrees with Matt), and sometimes, like today, mine is.
Don't know how Quinn managed to mistake empathize for sympathize. Maybe he doesn't know what it means to empathize as opposed to sympathize with someone. Or maybe he thought I should have used sympathize instead of empathize. No idea. At least my writing gave him some trip ups. Makes me feel okay that my best friend has issues too.
Anyway, my big excitement for today was when I came home, and switched on the computer. See, way back for my birthday, my brother sent, along with a couple CDs and computer games, some discs with movies on them. And they, unlike the music videos, wouldn't play. Well, he finally sent me the one little program thing I need to get them to play.
This afternoon I finally got to watch Interview With the Vampire in all its entirety. *dies and goes to heaven* (Why, oh why, couldn't Louis have kissed Armand in that one scene?!)
*smiles* My day is complete.

Fin.

( Where's my horoscope? )

Yeah. It makes no sense. I guess it means I'm dead. Or going to die. But they might get in trouble for saying that. Bastards.
My goddess, virginhuntress made me some sexy vampire icons. They'll be up on my deadjournal soon. Yep, went back to the vampire theme there. Got sick of Alice. No more clever LoTR icons. (V^^^V) I wonder if this is just because of my renewed ferver in rereading the Vampire Chronicles. Oh how I love them.
So there's this necklace Ash gave me for Christmas a couple years ago; she got it from Hot Topic. I love it. It's goth, and a choker. But it was broken. I finally fixed it today. And wore it. Made me feel good. I also called her and so she will be coming over to sleep on Wednesday night.
I brought in my two boxes of fragiles and legos from the shed, finally. Sorted them out, and packed up about half of it, while I threw some of it away. I then arranged the rest of the stuff in my room. Now, my bookshelves have ornaments on each shelf... one of all my fairies, one of all my dragon/wizard related stuff, one with all my shells and such, and the bottom one with my grad stuff. Yeah, I know, like you want to visualize my freakin' bookshelves.
I wonder how many books I have? Still need to see Rhi and lend her "Dhampir."
I have a headache.

Fin.

Bold what you have in common with me, change what you don't. Simple enough.

01. I hate being sick.

02. I'm moderately obsessed with pretty LJ icons.

03. I get mad when webpages refuse to work for me.

04. I am not a vegetarian.

05. I love to listen to music in the dark.

06. My favorite color's are forest green, and orange.

07. Walking in the rain rocks.

08. I like doing nothing sometimes.

09. I am a cannibal and part-time vampire.

10. I am a bitch.

11. I am not going to get a greatestjournal, despite what Lynds thinks.

12. For the most part, I love the wheel of time, and want to kill the High Lady Tuon so I can marry Mat Cauthon instead.

13. I would die if it weren't for music, and the ability to read.

14. I don't like people. In general.

15. I think every girl needs a wall of posters of hot celebrities.

16. I will own a set of rusty spoons one day.

17. Washing dishes pisses me off.

18. My mother pisses me off.

19. I find men to be major disappointments.

20. I'm going to New Zealand to attend university, and get piss ass drunk with Lynds.

21. I think Aragorn is hot. No denyin'.

22. I have horrible road rage.

23. My favorite Lord of the Rings character is Pippin.

24. I would like to see "Y tu mama tambien."

25. Feet are my preffered mode of transportation.

26. I collect quotes.

27. I hate it when Orange Juice has pulp in it.

28. I want to get a dragon tattoo.

29. Rubies are my preffered jewel.

30. I'm very lazy.

31. I wish I played rugby.

32. I miss Andrea.

33. No one, not even the love of my life, could persuade me to put on a cheer outfit unless the universe would be destroyed if I didn't. Even then, it would be a close thing.

34. I love men's hands.

35. I am obsessed with hair looking good, despite the fact mine rarely does.

36. I want to get married one day.

37. My navel is pierced.

38. Often times, I wish I had the soundtracks of movies, even ones I didn't like because the music was great.

39. I think America is hypocritical.

40. I think more people need to know about eating disorders.

41. I think older men with long blond hair are sexy. (think Celeborn in LoTR or Lucius Malfoy in HP)

42. I'm am optimist.

43. I love funny words such as spatula, turtle, and discombobulated.

44. Speaking of turtles, the Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles were awesome. Kowabunga!

45. I love movies.

46. My printer is really loud and annoying.

47. I love knee high boots, so long as they don't have high heels.

48. I love ice skating. Michelle Kwan is my heroine.

49. I'm need to learn how to drive.

50. I hold grudges and hate myself for it.

51. I don't understand how people find porn so "hot".

52. I want to visit Italy and Greece.

53. I think I am destined for a man at least 10 years older than me.

54. If not, he will be sligtly younger than me but ever so charming.

55. I used to want to grow up to be a vampire.

56. I enjoy reading.

57. My favorite author is Anne McCaffrey.

58. I love the smell of rain.

59. I hate idiot drivers.

60. I used to have a crush on Luke Skywalker.

61. Stargate SG-1 is the second best tv show ever.

62. MacGyver is the first.

63. I am good at tuning people out.

64. I hate to dance.

65. I think fog is strangly mysterious.

66. I find emus and llamas highly amusing.

67. I believe in questioning everything.

68. I love my friends.

69. I think men who wear eyeliner are beautiful.

70. It's possible to love and hate a person with equal intensity.

71. I love taking long walks while playing my discman.

72. I am a firm believer in doing what makes you happy, especially if running across campus at midnight singing the Captain Planet theme song is what makes you happy.

73. That Right Said Fred bloke was not, in fact, too sexy for his shirt.

74. I think guys should be able to wear skirts without being considered "gay."

75. I love Finding Nemo.

76. I find the Vin Diesel, Johnny Strong, Matt Schulze, Noel Guglielmi, and Rick Yune to be stunningly beautiful.

77. My imagination is a frightening thing.

78. I will never marry a Greek, or Italian.

79. I love to dream.

80. I don't have enough guy friends.

81. I need a DVD player. And DVDs

82. I love to just lay in bed and veg.

83. I am a night owl.

84. I am a romantic at heart.

85. I love fresh kina.

86. Bugs bug me.

87. I love amusement parks.

88. I am ready to go to bed.

89. Horses are fun, but I'd never own one.

90. Cats are the very best pets.

91. I hate reality tv shows.

92. I often wish vampires, werewolves, wizards and witches were real.

93. I love black and white photography.

94. I want to believe.

95. The paper in college writing stresses me out.

96. I think President George Bush is a fucking incompetent idiot.

97. I think Americans aren't worldly enough.

98. Tom Cruise is perfect as Lestat.

99. I didn't make any New Year resolutions.

100. I am very glad that this is over.

Fin.

The weather today is positively miserable. I woke up this morning, and I was scared for a moment or two that mum had left without me. BUT, mum's not like that. Still, I got up to answer nature, and had my cat follow me back to bed. So I sat there writing up my dreams while he slept in a puddle of his drool, happy as could be. It was really cool when there was this totally random clap of thunder, scaring Sam. 'Cuz it was loud, like the strike was near Rhianna's house. That's what it felt like, anyway.
For some reason, I've been more accident prone the last few days. On Friday, as I was putting a pen back in my bag, I stabbed my finger on my scissors. Then, yesterday, as I was putting my hand against the wall to lean on it while I switched on my light, I cut my wrist on some outcropping of the wall. It didn't bleed too much, but it really hurt. Even now it feels bruised.
I had some scary thoughts that had me crying in bed last night. It shouldn't be so easy to throw so many lives out of balance by one selfish action. Yet it is, and that terrifies me to the core.
I love Irish Cream lattes. And... I got the sixth Wizard book by Diane Duane. Yayyyyy. Moving on now.
Reading Eye of the World again. Mat's started speaking the Old Tongue. Fun, lots of fun, not long now before he gets his dagger with a ruby that causes a ton of trouble. I love Mat Cauthon; he is my hero.

Catch them when they fall and they'll only start falling someday when you can't be there.

( My Destinies and What They Think of Me )