Saturday, February 4, 2006

lets be pirates when we grow up
Mood: This and that
Music: Sleep Now in the Fire - Rage Against the Machine

I am officially a Half-Life fangirl. I think I'm one of the first.

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I'd love to kick Michael Moore in the nads if he had any buried under all that fat. What a self-righteous dickface.

Life is so mundane these days.
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Monday, January 9, 2006

intricate webs, never ending loopholes
Mood: Tired, well enough, strangely determined to do nothing
Music: Heartstopper - Emilana Torrini

I have to read Shakespeare for English. Fun times? No, not really.

I had some trippy dreams last night. I already know what they mean and it's vaugely depressing. Yet, I've found that dreams usually are when they're interpretted. In an odd and indirect way, they're very down to earth.

The second one had dinosaurs, by the way. They ate me when I was trying to canoe away from them. On land.

Why does everyone I meet think I'm an only child?
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Wednesday, January 4, 2006

based on a true story
Mood: Sick to my stomach, loopy
Music: The Fallen - Franz Ferdinand

Allow me to spin you a tale of wonder and magic, dear readers, for the story I am about to unfold will take you on a most enchanting journey.

Once upon a time, a princess named Me went to school. How she hated her first period class! Her teacher, Ms. Bitch, always had the most idiotic, irrelevant assignments for them to do.

Today, Ms. Bitch made them take notes from a drunk driving video that was written to be "hip" and "cool" for the kids - which, of course, meant it had lots of gore and blood. This relieved Me because she, unlike other princesses, thought fake gore was hilarious, brilliant and fun.

Soon the video showed an actual person getting a shot and Me started to panic. Syringes were her worst fear in the world! Me started to lose the feeling in her limbs and she could hear her heart beating in her ears. Soon, all the other noises were fading into a blur as her vision started to tunnel. Me was about to pass out.

In a stroke of boldness and depseration, she stumbled out of class and into the nearest bathroom and nearly fainted. However, the orange juice from the morning had to pay her a visit. That's when five minutes of crying and throwing up was had.

She could hear Ms. Bitch now torturing her classmates in the other room. She took pleasure in doing things like that. She was a dick.

But eventually Ms. Bitch shuffled into the bathroom and shoved Me to the clinic. It was there she was taken away on her flying giraffe named Timmy and into the sunset where she would never have to see Ms. Bitch or the orange juice again.

THE END.
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Friday, December 23, 2005

cold hands, warm heart
Mood: Contemplative, artistic and content
Music: Somewhere - ?

Guess who had a productive birthday this last 21st?

I love my brother. He managed to get his hands on a Wacom Tablet for my present and I'm pretty much all over this bitch.

For those poor souls who don't actually know what a tablet is, allow me to sully your virgin mind. A tablet is a square piece of electronic plastic that comes with an electronic pen and hooks up to your computer. You use the pen to scribble all over the tablet and your drawings will appear on any art application (online or otherwise). In my case, it's mostly photoshop. You can use it to color, dot, sketch and probably impale your neighbor's dog.

But all you really need to know, is that I screamed and pounced on my brother when I got it.

I spent about half an hour getting used to it, because it calls for double the hand-eye coordination, and then three or so hours actually drawing. Ah, bliss.

In other news, Ben, Kt and I saw King Kong. Whooo boy, Jack Driscoll (played by the gorgeous Adrien Brody) is some hot hot stuff. Ann Darrow (Naomi Watts) was an interesting character, and I was cool with her because she reminded me a lot of myself. ;)

And the shirtless Driscoll scene? That was something to behold. Kt and I were getting really disturbed looks from the people around us because we were squealing so loud.

So all this on top of getting CDs, an MP3 player that holds about a bajillion shmillion songs, some wonderful clothes, and turning one year older, I'd say this one of the best birthdays I've had yet.

*breakdance*
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