Friday, October 8, 2004

   Yaaaaa...
I haven't updated for a while. Due to various reasons. Which include: boredom, lack of inspiration for art, lack of brains, lack of anything intresting happening. Actually, still nothing intresting has happened. Meh.
Me birthday went well. Lots of money for Funky. Funky is lucky girl. :3 Whatever.
I am going to punch to shit out of David. Hell, he pisses me off. I really dont know what he has against me....BUT I'M GOING TO KILL HIM, THE MUTHAF***ER!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Whew. Rant finished.
http://www.wozupdoc.net/ring.html
it rocks. Visit it. LOTR parody site. yup. This is the faithful site that introduced me to Enya's song 'Watermark'. So. Check it out.
Will definatly not be posting tomorrow, cuz am having party and will not fing time to post. Unless I post in the morninge is little sense in doing. In fact there's no reason to even be writing this since no one will see it. Oh well.
Therianthropy is sucky lately. Cannot shift. Keep switching between hyperness, and solitary lonerness. Is that even a word? Hmm. I honestly think i'm shcizophrenic, clunking between one mood to the next. Urrgh. Stupid therianthropy.
Well, haven't much to post, so will go now.
Ta ta

-Dory
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Sunday, October 3, 2004

wOOt!
No, really, that title means nothing. I am not feeling 'wOOt'. Am feeling...whatever. Haven't been on for a while. Owe all to dearest Hannah. *she is so insane* *headesk* Not much has happened. Should be doing some art, but have complete artists' block. Cant come up with anything original and am not in mood for fanart. Everything is turning to dull shades of gray. *nods* yep. Should be doing homework, but cant be bothered. Should be phoning a number of people. I suppose.
Funky may be on tv!!!!!!!!!!!! That's me. *grins with no apparant intelligence behind the grin* *is proud of self* Yep...but it's a spelling thing for school. Is it just me, or is Britain the most boring country in the world? Probably.
Well, Fluff is keeping me busy for a while. Fluff, Fluff, Fluff, Fluff, Fluff. :3. Fluff is a little seed thing that drifts around in the wind. You know the sort? Fluff is very cool. Dont mess with Fluff. yup.
I had this wicked wicked dream the other night. Well, actually, I've had two good ones recently, but one is approaching eroticness...lmao. So, okay;
I was in my school, but it was bigger and more futuristic. A bit like Balamb garden from FF8. So we were in this gigantic hall, for gGod knows what reason. And then my best friend Georgins, suddenly turns into a giraffe. A baby giraffe. So the teachers are like
'What is that, Laura?'
and I'm like;
'It's Georgina, miss'
It was quite funny. And then I was suddenly at my mum's friend's house, except it was on a steep hill, and there was miles of fields on either side. Suddenly, Bahamut was summoned. Me and a few other random people tried to roll down the hill to escaped Bahamut's firey path of destructive rage. But only I made it. So sad. *shakes head* So sad.
So then I knocked my head on....something. Some random rock. So I blacked out. Then I woke up and pulled myself back up this increasingly steep hill. With my arms. Didn't think for one moment to stand up. Hmmmm. Strange. So then when I started getting close to the top, gravity kicks in *it sure picks it's moments, ne?* My mum appeared at the top, but, I couldn'y drag myself up. The hill was virtually vertical now, and grass was tearing from under my grip. And I fell. As I was about to hit the ground I woke. Nice, hey?
It's annoying. My forum is down, so I can't go on it. Rrrrrr. Enormous site, so it gets little breakdowns. Should be up by tommorow, though.
Must be off. Have stuff to do. Buh-bye

-Dory
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Thursday, September 30, 2004

   I am bored, so I will post pics :3



The hips!! He is so nummy

This is the finger thing I love so much!


Me of a morning

I love Morgan. Her design is so beautiful.
One more:

Every part of this man screams "SEXY!!!!!"
*is rabid fangrrl*

Pip pip
-Dory
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   Yo
Contented my self in Gawd-help-us Music class by picking off the little foamy bits on the bottom of the keyboards and sticking them on the computer screen. Lmao. Was funny. Caught miss picking them off again when we were going. How I wish to be free of school. Well not too long to go.
I swear I've broken my back. Can hardly move. Irritating. Dont know how it happened either.
Am trying to get Doomtrain before going to Tear's Point on FF8, but have given up and left it be to gather dust in my room until such time as I see fit. -_-;; Hardly seems worth the effort. Haven't even bothered to go on FF7. Somehow my save file on DISC 3!!!!!!! was erased and now I have to start all over. *headesk*
Funny, on my daily google rummage, seeing where the web would take me, I came across this darling picture of our lovely Kuja. On closer inspection of the cute little finger-to-mouth thing, and the picture below, one discovers he is undeniably feminine, yet fuckable at the same time. *glomps Kuja* ;P Take a look at this one.

What is this I see? Breasts? It cant be! Mind you, it probably isn't. He is in trance form after all. Girly-boi.
Arrrgh. Am still simmering violently in not-yet-dead year long feud with the shit-for-brains. Honestly, she is the reason the word 'bitch' was born. Slapped her today, but not very hard, seeing as have other problems, ie. Craig always beating on David. I'm going to hurt him bad one day. Real bad.
It seems that, for half of my family, Christmas is on the 20 somethingth of October, merging with my uncle's birthday. Cuz my Aunt and Uncle have decided they're going to pack their bags and move to Australia. ThreeHUNDRED days of sunshine. Hate them.
Ooh, lucky people. Who wants to join in with my days-'til-birthday countdown?

-Dory

6 DAYS!!!!!!!!
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Wednesday, September 29, 2004

   Me poem
I have nothing else to do but post my poem, so here goes:

You sit with your beloved fur mantle purring at your neck,
Digging its claws in and the blood trickles down,
Like the slow, black tears that will stain your soul forever.
Have you washed the blood off your hands yet?
The makeup that once made you beautiful in perfection runs down your face,
A ruined mess.
Gaunt eyes and a sadistic smirk; you.
In the dark hallways where you lurk, you hide your twisted secrets.
For all your finery, you have not beauty
You are forsaken
And the twisted, perverted train of your thoughts
Are bent on what you desire;
you.
Skull and garters and blood
Are all your image
As the darkness seeps through your bones
A sickening disease
A carousel turns
Bloodstained steeds
The hour strikes
And the hands pierce your heart.
Champagne supernova
And the sweet touch of secrecy
In the dark place of your intimacy
Killers for lovers and valentine.
Painted all that was divine.
With a bullet to the brain
And the wilted lily flower
The sun has set
On the sadistic carnival of your mind;
I hope you're happy now.


It's dark, ne? I love this piece, I really do. It has this attraction that just....wow. Tell you what else the poem says. The poem says shut up now Laura. So I'll do that. Post later.
Pip pip.

-Dory
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   Well, here I am at 6:33 am. Not a pleasant time to be up, I'd much rather be sleeping. Yep, I think ol' Dory needs some sleep.
Anyway, having a crack at Drama today. First lesson though. It has to be bad for my health. I am getting in a serious mood with the Pe teachers. I've told them I dont want to learn how to do a handstand better then before. I dont need to learn how to turn a handstand. I am hardly going to go to the Olympics. Urrrgh. Damn school. I haven't done my Welsh homework or the Tech and probably a heap more, but instead I'm writing to you lucky people. Yep. I reckon Dory needs to get a life.
Exactly seven days until my Birthday. I'm going to do a countdown. Well I can see the sun dawning now, so I've gotta go. Bye peeps.

-Dory

7 DAYS!!!!!!!!
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Tuesday, September 28, 2004

   F*ckwittage
Urrrgh. Am totally fucked up. Do not want to live. Am seriously pissed. So I'll write here. Having problems with everything, it seems. I'm finding it v.hard to shift lately. I had one awesome and entire shift the other day, but am confined amoung so many people, not right for a wild animal. I'm finding it harder and harder to shift. So instead I comfort myself in finding piccys of evangelion.
For Jenova fans I found an awesome site. http://jenova.org/jenova/images/full/11.jpg Go there. Very cool. I am honestly going to have 4 fish, and name them Birth, Life, Death and Synthesis just for Jenova's sake
I do hate life so very much. Completely pointless. Anyway, it's me birthday on the 6th. Good opportunity to invite partially-estranged friends round.
Uuurgh. Am tired. Am going to bed. I'll write tomorrow.

-Dory
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   First Post!!!!
WOOt! I live. Finally. What to say on the first post.....ummm.....ummm..... Well, whatever. So anyway, You've found your way into my litle sad cradle. Yup. I guess you wanna know more right? How predictable. Ok, so. I'm a teenage junkie, white, auburny colour hair, anime fan, rabid yaoi fangrrl, blue eyes, chubby physique and varying temperament.

Wow, helpful so far, right?

I'm a bear therianthrope, an, animal person, I yearn for the wild, poet, bisexual, detached, aloof, indifferent, solitary, cool, calculating, skeptical, powerful and brave.

That's it really. I'm real. I'm aware. I'm me.

-Dory (actually, my names not Dory, it's Laura, but we'll go by nickname's sake, right?)
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