My Brain exploded...
I don't even know how long it's been since I updated.
I'm extremely emo at the moment so I'm warning you, this could be bitsy, rambly, lovesick and maybe even a bit whiny sometimes...I have an emo fringe, black blazer and wrist bands and I'm not afraid to use them.
I'm curled up in bed at the moment listening to Evanescence, downloading Evanescence. It tends to help when I feel like this...I should crank some Dashboard as well just for good measure.
Here is something amusing...
You are SUMMER'S BOOBS.
What Quirk From THE OC Are You?
brought to you by Quizilla
How about that...I wish I could have been Sandy's eyebrows or Anna's jaunty cap...That quiz was so first season I love it..."Everything was better last year"
Went to Star Wars: Revenge of the Sith. It was awesome-o and I cried 'cos it's the most emo star wars I've ever sat through. Mostly I cried because of the horrible mental and physical destruction of the thing of beauty which is Hayden Christensen *swoon*...He's so dreamy. But it was also sad in other less "God I wish I could have his babies" ways
Rehearsals are going well. We've started blocking out scenes now and putting stuff together it's getting really exciting. I got to be all evil and throw 2 girls down on the stage tonight. When my other half (Reminder: I am one half of a Siamese Twin) is there we get to drag them by the hair. Awesome.
"I felt like destroying something beautiful"
I'm having a reaction to tween girls trying to be 'so hot!' I'm buying bolder things (or at least laybying them) and actually mixing it up like I've said I would so many times. I found a sequined shrug. I will be so excited when it is finished being paid for.
Work is fine. It's workish.
People will mock me for this, but I think I like Supre. They have different stuff to everywhere else and even though people look at you in scorn and are like "oh that's so Supre" I don't really care. I think their cropped denim jackets are hot, as are their princess sleeved shrugs and punk rocker polos. Kiss my fashion forward ass.
I miss Lee. He doesn't know it yet, but I think I will buy him a ticket here. I can't go home these holidays (sucks 'cos I have 2+1/2 weeks) and as I would have had to pay to come home anyway, I might just pay for him to come here instead. But, he has the milk run 'cos his boss got all stroke like, so he might not be able to get much time off it. Whatever. I just want him back here with me again. He'll probably read this and be concerned at the weight of what I'm about to say.
I want to be able to live with Lee and come home to him or have him come home to me, and I want to cook him dinner and just sit and watch TV in his arms at night and wake up with him in the morning. Basically I'm getting all clucky, but can deal without the babies for now...
"They don't know that you can't leave me
They don't hear you singing to me
I will stay forever in your arms...My Love...
The softly spoken words you gave me...
Even in Death our love goes on"
And I shall finish now I think. It's super cold and while you may not think all of that sounds justifiably emo enough as I make it sound earlier (did that even make sense) there is a lot of other stuff that I feel just not like going into because some of it is private and other stuff might offend. I've talked to the nattster and that suits me just fine for now.
To finish on a positive note: I lost another dress size...I don't think I've been this size since like before High School sometime, and I wasn't this tall then so fuck I've never been this size. It feels amazing. 16's too big for me (that's about a 12 for any americans reading...My diaries not close enough to c.f. for anyone else...I just know the american one 'cos I had to measure myself when I was considering Abercrombie destroyed denim online and 'cos of Oprah)
Oh yeah, I found a recipe for destroying denim...That's two things I don't have to buy online anymore.
"And so ends our tale"
I'm extremely emo at the moment so I'm warning you, this could be bitsy, rambly, lovesick and maybe even a bit whiny sometimes...I have an emo fringe, black blazer and wrist bands and I'm not afraid to use them.
I'm curled up in bed at the moment listening to Evanescence, downloading Evanescence. It tends to help when I feel like this...I should crank some Dashboard as well just for good measure.
Here is something amusing...
You are SUMMER'S BOOBS.
What Quirk From THE OC Are You?
brought to you by Quizilla
How about that...I wish I could have been Sandy's eyebrows or Anna's jaunty cap...That quiz was so first season I love it..."Everything was better last year"
Went to Star Wars: Revenge of the Sith. It was awesome-o and I cried 'cos it's the most emo star wars I've ever sat through. Mostly I cried because of the horrible mental and physical destruction of the thing of beauty which is Hayden Christensen *swoon*...He's so dreamy. But it was also sad in other less "God I wish I could have his babies" ways
Rehearsals are going well. We've started blocking out scenes now and putting stuff together it's getting really exciting. I got to be all evil and throw 2 girls down on the stage tonight. When my other half (Reminder: I am one half of a Siamese Twin) is there we get to drag them by the hair. Awesome.
"I felt like destroying something beautiful"
I'm having a reaction to tween girls trying to be 'so hot!' I'm buying bolder things (or at least laybying them) and actually mixing it up like I've said I would so many times. I found a sequined shrug. I will be so excited when it is finished being paid for.
Work is fine. It's workish.
People will mock me for this, but I think I like Supre. They have different stuff to everywhere else and even though people look at you in scorn and are like "oh that's so Supre" I don't really care. I think their cropped denim jackets are hot, as are their princess sleeved shrugs and punk rocker polos. Kiss my fashion forward ass.
I miss Lee. He doesn't know it yet, but I think I will buy him a ticket here. I can't go home these holidays (sucks 'cos I have 2+1/2 weeks) and as I would have had to pay to come home anyway, I might just pay for him to come here instead. But, he has the milk run 'cos his boss got all stroke like, so he might not be able to get much time off it. Whatever. I just want him back here with me again. He'll probably read this and be concerned at the weight of what I'm about to say.
I want to be able to live with Lee and come home to him or have him come home to me, and I want to cook him dinner and just sit and watch TV in his arms at night and wake up with him in the morning. Basically I'm getting all clucky, but can deal without the babies for now...
"They don't know that you can't leave me
They don't hear you singing to me
I will stay forever in your arms...My Love...
The softly spoken words you gave me...
Even in Death our love goes on"
And I shall finish now I think. It's super cold and while you may not think all of that sounds justifiably emo enough as I make it sound earlier (did that even make sense) there is a lot of other stuff that I feel just not like going into because some of it is private and other stuff might offend. I've talked to the nattster and that suits me just fine for now.
To finish on a positive note: I lost another dress size...I don't think I've been this size since like before High School sometime, and I wasn't this tall then so fuck I've never been this size. It feels amazing. 16's too big for me (that's about a 12 for any americans reading...My diaries not close enough to c.f. for anyone else...I just know the american one 'cos I had to measure myself when I was considering Abercrombie destroyed denim online and 'cos of Oprah)
Oh yeah, I found a recipe for destroying denim...That's two things I don't have to buy online anymore.
"And so ends our tale"