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I dunno how you found this, but alas, here you are. So enjoy the frightening fruits of my troubled little brain.
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wSunday, October 26, 2003 |
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feeling: stomach hurts again
listening to: X Japan - The Last Song
Depressed anew. Doesn't seem to take much these days. Maybe it's the 3-essay history midterm that I haven't started yet that's looming over my head. Putting all my effort into putting it off, especially on a weekend, only leads to hours upon hours of boredom and blankness, which leaves me with plenty of time to think, whether I want to or not. Not to mention lots of dead time that, a couple months ago, I would've been spending talking with a best friend who 1) cheered me up no matter what, 2) somehow motivated me to do better, and 3) is no longer there. It's hard walking through dead space when you know exactly what's supposed to be filling it and that it's out of your reach for reasons beyond your control.
I really was doing better this week. The first 3 episodes of Love Generation and the 3 Matsu Takako songs I managed to download really were aiding my recovery. But then for some reason The Last Song popped into my head and I had to listen to it, and it's impossible not to get depressed listening to that song.
Plus, last night I had a dream that I had to have a double surgical procedure somewhere in my abdominal region, which I think hit a little too close to home. My stomach hurt when I recorded it in my newly birthed dream log, and a few hours later those same stupid 4-year-old symptoms started to show up again. I would say I should see a doctor, but I kind of did... years ago... and two normal exams, two runs of medications, half a dozen blood tests, and an upper GI test did nothing to uncover or solve the problem.
But I'm tangenting.
Anyway, so between the essay midterm looming over my head, hours upon hours of boredom resulting from trying to put it off, The Last Song, and my stupid health taking a nose dive, I had lots of time to think tonight. Somehow I realized that he left with the impression stuck in his head that I regretted ever getting close to him. I know that's the exact opposite of the truth - if I hadn't gotten attached I still wouldn't know what happiness is, plus I'd have missed out on a spunkload of great memories - but he doesn't know. I tried to tell him but he ran off again before I had a chance to finish typing. I don't want him living with the impression that I regret ever having been his friend, but I can't tell him the truth for reasons beyond my control. All that stands between us is that AIM window, but it might as well be a fortified wall as wide as the universe with a foundation as deep as the Ninth Circle (hey look, that's almost a metaphor). If I could tell him the truth, or just somehow make sure he knows it and isn't stuck believing the wrong thing, I think that would help... but not like there's anything I can do about it.
Besides that, I also realized tonight for the first time in... well, a while... how much I miss that mood puppy. If I could get in a time machine and go back exactly 2 months, we'd still be up talking and having a blast right now, and that stupid midterm would be the furthest thing from my mind. But even after this long I just can't get myself into the 'we won't be talking like that ever again' mindset. I tried, but something beyond the power of my own will refuses to let me. If I were one of those cheesy dorky daydreamy types, I'd say something like "fate has destined our reunion so there's no use giving up", but I'm trying my darndest not to be that cheesy dorky daydreamy type. But fudge it all, it's a lot easier leaning toward that than it is to believe the 'we won't be talking like that ever again' one. Someone out there knows something I don't, and it's gonna kill me trying to figure it out.
...There's one verse in The Last Song that I can not work out a decent translation for, and go figure, it's the one stuck in my head... kizutsuku dake kizutsuite wakatta hazu no kotae o doushite mada dou ikaketeru... but meh. The best line is still 'cause forever fades anyway. Back to listening to that song now. Need to cry, and nothing speeds up the process more than a good melancholy 10+ minute J-rock song.
While I do that...
x. father thinks I: could rule the world if I put my mind to it
x. mother thinks I: put things off way too much
x. my boyfriend/girlfriend thinks I: ...don't exist?
x. it makes me happy that: Love Generation 4-6 is finally being seeded again
x. it upsets me that: I can't make my friends see that I'd do anything for any of them
yes or no...
x. you keep a diary: no, but there is this blog
x. you like to cook: only in the microwave
x. you have a love: everyone loves something
x. you set your watch a few minutes ahead: no
x. you bite your fingernails: no, I managed to kill that habit about half a year ago
x. you believe in love: a really witty, sarcastic answer escapes me at the moment, so I'll just be straight and say yes
2. Do You...?
take a shower everyday: I skip a day frequently, because it takes me an hour to shower and I can't really afford to lose another hour every single day
have a(any) crush(es): no
think/know you've been in love: sure
want to get married: no
have any tattoos/where?: no
piercings/where?: ears, but I haven't worn earrings since senior prom
get motion sickness: no, but I get headaches when I read in a moving vehicle
think you're a health freak: in terms of diet and exercise, no, but I'm paranoid about actually getting sick... if I know someone's sick I'll avoid them like the plague whether they're contagious or not
get along with your parents: yes
like thunderstorms: only when I'm watching them from indoors (that sounds familiar...)
( IN THE LAST 24 HOURS, HAVE YOU.... )
CRIED? no
HELPED SOMEONE? I don't think so
BOUGHT SOMETHING? no, except a meal, but that was on a meal plan
GOTTEN SICK? no
GONE TO THE MOVIES? no
GONE OUT FOR DINNER? yes, but I brought it back to my dorm to eat it
SAID "I LOVE YOU"? no
WRITTEN A REAL LETTER? no
TALKED TO AN EX? nooo... what ex...?
MISSED AN EX? see above
WRITTEN IN A JOURNAL? that's a pretty stupid question, is it not?
TALKED TO SOMEONE YOU CRUSH ON? no
HAD A SERIOUS TALK? no
MISSED SOMEONE? yes, and if you read the first half of this you'd have seen this
HUGGED SOMEONE? no
FOUGHT WITH YOUR PARENTS? no
FOUGHT WITH A "FRIEND"? no
name 5 bands/artists you've listened to in the past 24 hours:
1. Matsu Takako
2. X Japan
3. Do As Infinity... that's about it actually, so...
4. Ayumi Hamasaki (in my head only)
5. INOJ (in my head only)
Would You Ever..
1. Eat a bug? people eat bugs in their sleep on a surprisingly frequent basis
2. Bungee jump? sure
3. Hang glide? I've wanted to do that since I was very tiny, because we lived right down the road from a hang gliding point, and we saw gliders all the time... I used to wave at them... heh
4. Kill someone? no
5. Have sex with someone you don't love? no
6. Kiss someone of the same sex? maybe :P
7. Have sex with someone of the same sex? no
8. Parachute from a plane? sure
9. Walk on hot coals? not without combat boots
10. Go out with someone for their looks? not unless they had a personality to match
11. For their reputation? no
12. Be a vegetarian? no
13. Wear plaid with stripes? not in public
14. IM a stranger: not really, they always IM me first
15. Sing karaoke? only as a duet or group
16. Get drunk off your ass? no
17. Shoplift? no
18. Run a red light? not on purpose :P
19. Star in a porn video? no
20. Dye your hair blue? not all of it... streaks in the front perhaps, but not permanently
21. Be on Survivor? no
22. Wear makeup in public? if the situation called for it... but only if it called REALLY loud
23. NOT wear makeup in public? I hate wearing makeup
24. Cheat on a test? it's been done
25. Make someone cry? not intentionally... if I have in the past, I wasn't informed
26. Call your math teacher a motherfucker? I haven't, and I'll never have to take any more math again, so no, can't say I would
27. Kick a baby? no
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dragged from Becky's stream of consciousness at 10/26/2003 04:14:00 AM
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wFriday, October 24, 2003 |
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feeling: just strangle me now
listening to: nothing
Ok, I just spent an hour and a half typing a new blog, and then my computer devoured itself. In its stead, I've decided to post a bunch of random crap here for your viewing agony. (it was hard thinking of an antonym for 'pleasure' that would still work in that sentence)
Here's some random stupid facts about me that struck me today for no apparent reason:
I have lost 3-4 jeans sizes in the past 6 months.
I could get away with cosplaying as Raelin at Ohayocon if I had the time, money, and motivation.
I finally started a dream log this week. The thought first occurred many months ago, but this wasn't the place for it and I couldn't find anyone with a LiveJournal code, so it's a Word document.
I am one tail away from completing the linework of my first "serious" Photoshop project, a pair of chibi catgirls, which I started over a year ago.
I can now read and produce 350 kanji (Japanese characters adapted from written Chinese), which puts me at about a 2nd or 3rd grade proficiency level by Japanese standards. There are over 44,000 kanji in existence.
I've become addicted to Matsu Takako. She is so adorable it's not funny, and her song Yume no Shizuku is incredible.
I am going to find Itsumo Futari De fansubbed if it kills me.
I have diagnosed myself with mild emetophobia.
I like suckers.
The taste of salt still lingers. I must still be covered with it.
Now some more quizzes...
What cartoon dog are you?
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How FAT are you?
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 I am Mario.
I like to jump around, and would lead a fairly serene and aimless existence if it weren't for my friends always getting into trouble. I love to help out, even when it puts me at risk. I seem to make friends with people who just can't stay out of trouble. What Video Game Character Are You?
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Now for another translation project. I can't stop listening to Yume no Shizuku by Matsu Takako, and I happened to find the lyrics in romaji last night, so I have to try this one.
~edit: never mind, someone's already translated it...~
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dragged from Becky's stream of consciousness at 10/24/2003 07:47:00 PM
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wTuesday, October 21, 2003 |
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feeling: my eyes are burning
listening to: Cyndi Lauper - Time After Time
Well, I've found at least part of the answer to the question posted in my previous blog. The "what's wrong with me" question, in case you forgot. The solution I found: I'm a selfish brat.
To clarify... all I've ever done in the relationships I've had to date was look out for myself, only seeking my own happiness and expecting my friends to just provide it whether I gave them reason to or not. If they didn't provide it, I'd turn cold toward them, leading them to give up on me and seek friendship elsewhere; if they did provide it, I'd get spoiled and just bask in the gift, not even thinking that it might be good of me to do something to return the favor. When I look back on all the friendships I've lost in my life, at least one of these two scenarios fits into every single one.
So to all of you who've experienced this part of me and didn't want to say anything, and those of you who did say something but I didn't listen, and everyone else who's ever had to put up with my selfish friendship: I am sorry. If I had the time and resources to visit about a dozen households in 3 or 4 different states, I would dedicate the next few days to showing up on every single one of your doorsteps, asking for forgiveness in person, and swearing to somehow, someday, make up for the time and effort I took from you during our time as friends. But since I don't know where half of you are now, I hope you'll accept a blogged apology instead. I don't think I can just change who I am, since I've been this way for this long already... but I'd certainly be willing to try if any of you want me to. I'm sick of this me anyway, and surely you are as well... so the change would do me good if I can manage it.
I'm not really sure how I stumbled across this realization, but it was at one of those times during the past week or so in which I was actually starting to get over the depression I'd sunk into a couple Fridays back. Needless to say the realization that I was a spoiled brat didn't help much in my getting over it, and therefore, once again my mood has plummeted. Also, I'm still not even sure if this selfishness thing is the only answer to the question in my previous blog... there may be more to it than I'll ever know, but that doesn't mean I won't keep asking myself in utter futility. So if I still seem depressed and pathetic for a while after this, it's only because I am.
I don't expect anything from anyone reading this; I just wanted all of you to know I'm sorry for being a spoiled brat. Do what you will with my apology, forgive me if you want, or don't if you don't. Just know that I feel sufficiently detestable for being like this to everyone I've ever cared about.
It's kinda funny how you can get all depressed because there are questions you can't seem to answer, and then when you DO find an answer, it only makes you even more depressed... how does that work...?
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dragged from Becky's stream of consciousness at 10/21/2003 01:32:00 AM
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wWednesday, October 15, 2003 |
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feeling: my stomach hurts
listening to: nothing
Yes, I know this blog has recently become nothing more than a place to stash quick pointless thoughts, time-killer surveys, and amusing quiz results. I've actually done more 'meaningful' blogging in my AIM subprofile's mini-journal thing than I have here in the past several weeks. But I'm back to Blogspot this time with another big pile of crap that I need to get out of my system before it totally corrodes my insides. Despite the fact that it's 2:20 a.m. and thus very close to my bedtime, I'll be spending quite some time on this one. So either get comfortable or get lost.
Those who have followed the aforementioned mini-journal in my subprofile should know that I managed to get myself all depressed again a few days ago, as happens a couple times every year. This particular time, the reason was my realization that I just have nothing to offer anyone and therefore have never been able to keep a friend. Check my subprofile for the details if you so desire. Anyway, I did what I could to push it all aside so I could concentrate on the pile of work I had to do. Then I went to history class today - possibly the most agonizingly boring class I've ever had to take, which means I usually spend the majority of the hour and 48 minutes of class time lost in my own thoughts while the professor stands up front lecturing on and on about stuff I should probably be paying attention to for the midterm but could really care less about. Anyway, today I made it a point to try to pay attention and take decent notes. Then, about half an hour before the end of the class, he ended the lecture and spent the rest of the period talking about a recent graded assignment. Soon as he started on this subject, my mind started wandering, and I found myself picking at old emotional scabs that I thought had already healed. I'm good at that. Give you three guesses as to what my thoughts drifted to, and if you've been any part of my life at all since September 5 or so, you shouldn't need the first two guesses.
Bingo - I thought about how that very close friend I had who suddenly decided one day to permanently cut me out of his life. Seriously, I've been fine about that whole deal these past couple weeks... I've heard through mutual acquaintances that he's doing particularly well with his life lately and it genuinely cheered me up to learn this. I feel I should also point out that this has nothing to do with any feelings I had for him that were stronger than just friendship. The thing is, I'm the kind of person who takes my friendships extremely seriously; when I have a genuine best friend, I think about him/her ALL the time, day and night. This held true for Asai and my 'guy' several years ago, it continues to hold true for Dumplin', and it held true for him, even after he cut me out of his life. And part of caring that much about someone is wanting them to be happy, no matter what... so when I learned of the recent events in his life that indicated things were finally going his way after several months of failure (for lack of a better word), I was honestly happy. Even after I got myself depressed in the first place Friday night, when I thought about that, it cheered me up despite myself.
But today something was different, and I found myself concentrating instead on the fact that he went to all lengths possible to completely cut me out of his life. Me, no one else. And that made me realize that I had to have done, said, or been something that severely disgusted him to make him want to do that. At the time he said it had nothing to do with me, that it was all him, but today I realized that that couldn't have been true... I was the only one who got this ultimate cold shoulder treatment, no one else; so the reasons had to have something to do with me. Which led me to ask myself the question that has been rolling around in my mind ever since Professor Brown ended his lecture today:
What is wrong with me?
It's a question I don't expect I'll ever know the answer to. I know that anyone who reads this (besides Dumplin') will lie to me and say there's nothing wrong with me at all just to try to make me feel better or whatever. Either that or they won't say anything at all, which is a heck of a lot more likely. So I'll never know what it is about me that has made every true friend I've ever had decide to throw me out with last month's leftovers. I'll never know, and thus I'll never know how to go about correcting the problem, and thus it will be with me for the rest of my life, with the same results every time. Which means I'll never really be able to have/keep any friends, now or in the future. Either he didn't think of that when he cut me off back in early September, or I disgusted him so much that he truly didn't care. Something else that I guess I'll never know, that will torment me forever.
These were the thoughts that first entered my mind half an hour before history class ended today. For the rest of the period I sat there willing him to just shut up and dismiss the class so I could go home and be alone and finally let out the choking sobs I'd been fighting back for the sake of courtesy to the rest of the class. I still haven't had a chance to have that sob session, though. But I have a feeling it'll take me a while to get to sleep tonight, because it always does... plenty of time, I guess.
There is no pity party here. I say so because more than likely anyone reading all this crap sees it as one giant cry for attention. But to be honest, I hate it when people pity me, because it makes me feel really small and pathetic, like I'm so far below them it's useless to try and bring myself up again. That's part of how I've become so skilled at holding in my emotions and thoughts over the years - avoiding others' pity. But after today, I feel small and pathetic and useless enough anyway that it really doesn't make any difference anymore if anyone decides to pity me over this. That and I needed to get it out before it tore me to shreds. I may be good at keeping my emotions locked up inside with no adverse effects, but I do have my limits, and this particular situation was dancing right along that borderline.
So there you have it. By the way, based on this, it's looking like this blog does still serve as a pretty suitable place to dump my thoughts when there are no vacancies in my brain and they have nowhere else to go... so I guess I won't be abandoning it like I semi-planned to about a month ago.
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dragged from Becky's stream of consciousness at 10/15/2003 03:18:00 AM
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wTuesday, October 14, 2003 |
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feeling: distant
listening to: TV
It's midnight, I have another hour or so worth of reading to do, and it's pitch black in here because my room's light just burned out. I have no light bulbs and it may be days before I have time to go buy any. Life just loves me.
Not that I'm really a writer, but I don't feel like doing the writing assignment I'm supposed to be doing right now, and not just because I can't see... so here's a survey. Blame Meriko. Actually, no, blame Glass.
1. Your name.
Look around the page, you might be surprised what you can find in here.
2. How old were you when you started writing?
Nine or ten, maybe... maybe.
3. What was your first serious story about?
Cats. ¬_¬ Specifically, a family of cats comprised of two adults and four kittens who lose their home to a fire, lose a member to the flames, lose each other in the confusion, and spend many moons searching for each other. Shut up.
4. What kind of writing are you most interested in (fiction, non-fiction, journalism, poetry, lyrics, novels, scripts)?
The fiction novel, though I desperately wish my brain were programmed to be good at writing lyrics and poetry.
6. Which writers have influenced your writing most?
Heh, probably Meriko and Frank Verderosa.
7. Describe the novel you've always wanted to write, but couldn't.
There are two... one I've blogged about before and don't feel like going through yet again... the other is a fantasy revolving around Reeree, a canid demi-elf princess/high nobility type chick, and her stepsister, Naris, who's a bird-elf unlike her dog-elf sister. It't probably been 2 years since they came to be, and still I just can't put their story together for the life of me.
8. Where do you find inspiration?
Nothing special. Stuff I see around me, weird little things that come up in bizarre conversations, idle daydreaming...
9. What has been the most difficult piece to write so far?
Everything. But probably book 3 of my FF7 series, which I haven't even started yet, but has already given me more pain in the brainstorming stages than anything else I've ever written.
10. What genre do you most enjoy writing for?
Mild romance, some fantasy/otherworldly here and there, and loose fandom, I guess.
11. How do you develop your characters?
They usually result from doodles scribbled in the margins of notes taken in particularly boring classes... I flesh out my favorites over time, pick a time frame they look suited to, give them a history, then work on their actual story.
12. Describe your favourite of all your characters and why do you like him/her/it?
Geez... um... how about a list?
Reeree, because she's the only original character I've come up with that's actually really original. And she's really freaking cute.
She who shall be known as J, because her story is so sad and disturbingly touching I can not believe she was born of my own brain.
Raelin, because I can't find a single thing to dislike about her despite the fact that I didn't really even write her story. I gave her a detailed history, and her story wrote itself over time... and it ended up one of the most realistic, most complete-feeling stories I've mentally penned yet.
Bekki, my stylized artified version of myself, because despite her unoriginality she's so fun to work with I almost can't stand it. I can insert her anywhere and she just... works. Already she lives in 3 or 4 of the not-yet-written novels bouncing around in my head.
13. Describe your favourite "Mary Sue" story that you have written.
...how about not? :P
14. Who is your favourite author?
To be honest, I very rarely read anything that's not 1) an online fanfic or 2) required as a class assignment. So I don't have one.
15. What do you think about movies based on written pieces?
The general trend dictates (heh, I made an oxymoron) that I tend to prefer book versions to movie versions, especially if the book came first. I prefer mad attention to detail and the chance to envision the scenes and characters in my own way, rather than an abbreviated version of the book that leaves very little to my imagination because it takes all the great detail from the book and either sets it in stone or totally ignores it.
16. What matters more to you - the story, the characters or the writing style?
All three are equally important to me. I can't make myself sit through a story with bland characters no matter how flowery the writing is, nor can I enjoy wonderfully designed characters if their story is agonizingly slow/unoriginal/boring, etc etc.
17. What matters more to you - the lyrics, the melody or the overall song?
It depends on the song, I guess. Some of my favorite songs are instrumentals, others I like for the overall sound whether I can understand the lyrics or not, and others I just like because the lyrics amaze me.
18. Have you ever had any of your work published?
Not professionally or whatever. Not my thing.
19. How do you feel about that?
Quite fine, possibly even relieved. I write for myself, and that's how I'd like it to stay.
20. Are you serious about becoming a writer, or is it just a hobby?
If #19 didn't answer this one for you... it's just a hobby. Inspiration and motivation make it a point to hide from me, and therefore I could never hold a successful 'career' in writing, even if I wanted to.
Now to go find a place that actually has a working light so I can finish my homework...
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dragged from Becky's stream of consciousness at 10/14/2003 12:04:00 AM
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wSunday, October 12, 2003 |
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feeling: worn
listening to: nothing
My legs just don't seem to want to move today... someone carry me back to bed, those stairs are not looking too fun right now...
Your soul is bound to the Second Totem, Luna:
The Wolf.
Luna appears as a pair of coral colored wolves.
She embodies empathy, nurturing, insight,
and warmth. She is associated with the
color coral, the season of spring, and the
element of wind. Her downfall is pathos.
You are most compatible with Doves and Ravens.
Which Animal Spirit Totem Are You?
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You are Form 9, Vampire: The Undying.
"And The Vampire was all that remained on
the blood drowned creation. She attempted to
regrow life from the dead. But as she was
about to give the breath of life, she was
consumed in the flame of The Phoenix and the
cycle began again."
Some examples of the Vampire Form are Hades (Greek)
and Isis (Egyptian).
The Vampire is associated with the concept of
death, the number 9, and the element of fire.
Her sign is the eclipsed moon.
As a member of Form 9, you are a very realistic
individual. You may be a little idealistic,
but you are very grounded and down to earth.
You realize that not everything lasts, but you
savor every minute of the good times. While
you may sometimes find yourself lonely, you
have strong ties with people that will never be
broken. Vampires are the best friends to have
because they are sensible.
Which Mythological Form Are You?
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You are Secret Garden!
You are lovey dovey, romantic Gackt. Try cheering
up a bit though, ok?
Which Gackt song are you?
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dragged from Becky's stream of consciousness at 10/12/2003 03:57:00 PM
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wFriday, October 10, 2003 |
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feeling: autumn...ish
listening to: Donna Lewis - Simone... free your mind to sleep...
A quote from my mother who just walked into the room upon her and my dad's return from a trip to town, spoken with all possible seriousness: "Dad's been talkin' to the Pumpkin Man." I don't know these people.
I wanted to stay on campus this weekend, but I don't regret coming home, because our place is gorgeous right now. That's a perk of having a house quite literally in the middle of the woods... the trees are in full color, and the view is amazing. I swear it wasn't this nice when I was home last weekend, and all the pretty leaves will probably be dead and fallen by the next time I'm home (in 1 or 2 weeks). It was a good time to come back home.
Seems Sunday's some sort of heritage day at my church, and they're encouraging everyone to come dressed in a period costume - anything from the early 1800s to the present, since the church was built some 175 years ago. And my dad, being the self-appointed Christian historian that he is, wouldn't be caught dead NOT dressing up, and he's gotten several other people to agree to it as well. Myself included. He and mom rescued me from campus for a few hours on Monday to hunt for costumes. So this Sunday I get to dress up in a ridiculously heavy fancy 1890s ballgown thing. Should be a riot. I'll get pictures. :P
Anyway, as I said, I wanted to stay on campus cause all my cool stuff is there, but since I'm home, I'm bored. I took more quizzes. >< Today they have an Utena theme. I haven't watched Utena in so long...
Revolutionary Girl Utena: Which Juri are You?
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You're Anthy Himemiya, the multi-faceted Rose Bride.
Through terrible situations, the outcomes of
which were out of your hands, you've acquired
learned helplessness, and thus appear to the
world as a reserved, sweet girl without a will
of her own. The face you show to the world
masks resentment at your situation and
maliciousness toward the world.
The In-depth, Psychological Utena Female Character Quiz
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You are Broken Utena!
What Kind Of Utena Are You?
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Heh, I just thought of something I should make a Quizilla quiz about... *goes off to plan*
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dragged from Becky's stream of consciousness at 10/10/2003 07:44:00 PM
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wWednesday, October 08, 2003 |
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feeling: sore
listening to: whatever's on TV
More quizzes, because I don't want to do homework, I have nothing else to talk about, and quizzes are your gawd.
cuddle and a kiss on the forehead - you like to be
close to your special someone and feel warm,
comfortable, and needed
What Sign of Affection Are You?
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You are Proverbs.
Which book of the Bible are you?
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My inner child is ten years old!
The adult world is pretty irrelevant to me. Whether
I'm off on my bicycle (or pony) exploring, lost
in a good book, or giggling with my best
friend, I live in a world apart, one full of
adventure and wonder and other stuff adults
don't understand.
How Old is Your Inner Child?
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You're a Thief or an Assassin! You stealthily walk
the world, taking on your enemies with ease. It
is near impossible for something to hit you,
and you attack so fast that your enemy doesn't
know what hit them. You are cold towards others
as they don't share your own power.
What Class from Ragnarok Online would you be? (Pictures Included)
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You're the Sohee!
from ragnarok online official site:
LV : 33 Type : Demon Attribute : Water
Virgin ghost that had never had a real love in her
lifetime. She mostly appears near Payon,doesn't
do much harm onto human beings.
Which Ragnarok Online monster are you?
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You are a female or male that wants to be the
opposite sex. Sometimes you dress in their
clothing and dance around to Barney.Please rate
my quiz.
What's Wrong With You
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(this one didn't have a pic but it was so dead accurate it had to be posted... well, except the Barney thing...)
I really should do my homework...
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dragged from Becky's stream of consciousness at 10/08/2003 11:53:00 PM
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