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Birthday • 1993-05-02 Gender •
Female Location • Here Member Since • 2005-05-30 Occupation • Life preserver :) Real Name • Belina
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Achievements • http://i204.photobucket.com/albums/bb281/Soul_Resistance/Untitled.jpg... Nuff said Anime Fan Since • Ever since Pokemon Favorite Anime • I'm not that obsessed anymore, to be honest. Mostly just Kare Kano, Ceres, Furuba, Ouran Highschool Hostclub, FMA, and, of course, ShinChan. X3 Goals • Make it out of here in one piece Hobbies • Paranoia, mood swings, and the occasional emotional meltdown Talents • :)
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Saturday, November 19, 2011
Painted butterfly wings on my face out of sheer boredom and loneliness. Josh was supposed to come over today, but he's stranded at a giant supermarket with his family, shopping for thanksgiving stuffs.
Le siiigh.
Very restless. Been stuck here all day. I did clean a bit, but not much. I had a terrible head ache that kept me from doing anything super-productive, and it's still not completely gone.
I really wanna get out of this house and go somewhere, but there's winnower to go. Library's closed. Mall's no fun unless you go there with friends and I don't have any friends.
Shmeh. Guess I'll have to resort to cheat codes for the Bomber Man game I've been playing after all. I'm too stoopid to figure out the latest dungeon's puzzle on my own. (ahhh, the nerdiness of it all.)
Anybody into those Oblivion games? Josh just got Skyrim about a week or two ago and has been orgasming over it nonstop. I'm a little shocked I get to see him at all, frankly. lol
Oh well. Just because I don't have anything better to do:
Q AND A TIME, MOTHAFUCKAS.
1. What do you order at starbucks?
On the very rare occasions I go and have enough money to get everything I want, I get a caramel frapuccino and a piece of cheese cake or a scone or something. (sugar maniac all the way.)I'm too good for splenda.
2. What's one thing in your closet you can't live without?
Probably my blue and black coat with pleather lining because it makes me feel like I'm in Hairspray and it keeps my warm... sometimes.
3.What's the one thing most people don't know about you?
Depends on who you ask. If you ask my best friend from high school, she'd probably say it's that I actually have a fashion sense. (Before senior year, I mostly threw on whatever was in my closet provided it wasn't "bad luck.") Ooh! That's actually a good answer--I'm very superstitious. I believe life has a certain order--a person has a certain number of good days and then a certain number of bad days after that to make up for the good days, therefore I usually refer to the bad days as "retribution days." I also believe life is a cruel, tantalizing, conniving bitch, and as soon as you start to be happy and hopeful and optimistic, life will come crashing down on you. I know that's not very Catholic of me, but it's the way my life has been so far.
4.What's one thing you want to do before you die?
Oh, shit. Just one? Um... I want to say something ambitious and cool like getting my story published or winning a Pulitzer for one of my stories, which I definitely want to do, but the top thing I want to do before I die is have sex with someone I love after I marry them. It's probably going to be incredibly awkward and disappointing and painful, but it's something I've never experienced before, and God knows I'm a hopeless romantic, so I've always wanted to connect with the one I love in the deepest, most intimate way--not that sex is always intimate or deep, but I think it's supposed to be. :/
5. What's the one food you can't live without?
Lao mein (sp?). Even though I don't get to have it that often, if the world suddenly completely ran out of ingredients to make lao mein (or is it lo mein?), I would be deeply, deeply depressed.
6. What quote/phrase do you live your life by?
"One day at a time."
(Number 7 was about youtube and I don't have a yourtube account, so I'ma skip it.)
8.What's your number one most listened to song on itunes?
If I had an itunes, it would probably be "Hurricane" or "Nearly Witches" by Panic! at the Disco. (Yes, I like pansy-ass, quirky boys who are prettier than me. So sue me.)
9. What kind of style would you define yourself as having?
Rock star on a budget. (AKA, T-shirts and jeans with an awesome jacket and kick-ass boats.)
10.Favorite number?
It used to be 7, but now it reminds me too much of an anorexic hunchback of Notre Dame from the side. I'd say 9, because depending on how you look at it, it either resembles a belly button or the profile of a skinny chick with a really nice, full, round bust, and I've always thought boobs were awesome. They kind of remind me of when I was a little kid and I used to sit in my mom's lap and snuggle with her, and she was always a very chesty woman. Is that weird? Yeah, probably...
11. Two hobbies?
Now, I could lie and say drawing and writing, but I only ever really draw when it's on my face and... Well, I'll still say writing, because that's technically what I'm doing right now and I consider this a hobby. For my second, I'll say eating, because I've been hungry all day and have subsequently been eating all day. The only reason I don't do it every day is because a side effect of my ADHD medication is, I don't feel hunger until I'm starving.
12. Two pet peeves?
Arrogance and fake people, for obvious reasons.
13. Guilty pleasure?
I would say Fallout Boy and Panic! at the Disco, but I've just about gotten to the point where I don't really give a damn what other people think about my musical tastes, so I'll continue to be brutally honest and say love. It's a GUILTY pleasure because once I see it for what it really is--an unconditional, often gut-wrenching addiction that ties you down and strings you along and won't ever, ever, ever just let you be--I just want to cut my chest open, rip out my still-beating heart and feed it to the pigeons so I won't ever have to feel such debilitating betrayal or disappointment as I do when I've fallen and something goes wrong, but I can't because, for one, I'd die (duh), and two, I know deep down all the perfect, comfortable, "my body is singing beside him" moments are worth it. (From what I've read of drug addicts' autobiographies, this is the exact same relationship cokeheads have with their coke.)
