lookee i'm repetitive yay!
well, nothing of particular interest has happenned in my life recently. Though I will make an attempt to update more reguraly so that I can at least look like I've accomplished something or shared something meaningful with society.
as to what has actually happened in my life, I have developed a bizzare affection for alan rickman. In the way that one looks after a beloved, yet distant relation and I feel vaguely comforted when i see him, that would be when i'm not getting disturbing mental images involing half naked green eyed british schoolboys.I believe I shall blame this affliction on sushi for being such a damn good writer, but mainly on flemsheon for insisting that i read Ms.rawfish avec rice's works.
School has been going relatively well, Except for some rather icky low b's in my math and science courses(not that i don't love chem its just that I can't bring myself to study and well stone is just plain icky) I had to drop out of the school play though, because it conincided with Samy's bar mitzah(I have no clue how to spell that sorry if I've offended). Which is quite sad but I'm sure I can do something to help out backstage on opening night or something like that.
Oh, Flemsheon and I are having a joint birthday party this saturday at scott's house. i'm apprehending his room, which is larger than my appartment by the way, and I'm decorating it in gree, silver, red, and gold streamers and maybe a few balloons. People of course will bring me lots of presents so I will be happy and saited and not be in need of fresh blood.
-Gwen
P.S. The other day while watching a disney movie with Mark, I gleefully ran up to a movie psoters and pointed at Mr. Rickamn wth much abandon. Hmmmmmm, maybe I was just clingy because i had finnished the last battlefield...
P.P.S. i'm beginning to distubingly develope morals and a sense of guilt, thankfully only in regards to one person, I knew relationships would do me in it is really quite sad though to be seing myself acting like a pathetic love sick puppy
as to what has actually happened in my life, I have developed a bizzare affection for alan rickman. In the way that one looks after a beloved, yet distant relation and I feel vaguely comforted when i see him, that would be when i'm not getting disturbing mental images involing half naked green eyed british schoolboys.I believe I shall blame this affliction on sushi for being such a damn good writer, but mainly on flemsheon for insisting that i read Ms.rawfish avec rice's works.
School has been going relatively well, Except for some rather icky low b's in my math and science courses(not that i don't love chem its just that I can't bring myself to study and well stone is just plain icky) I had to drop out of the school play though, because it conincided with Samy's bar mitzah(I have no clue how to spell that sorry if I've offended). Which is quite sad but I'm sure I can do something to help out backstage on opening night or something like that.
Oh, Flemsheon and I are having a joint birthday party this saturday at scott's house. i'm apprehending his room, which is larger than my appartment by the way, and I'm decorating it in gree, silver, red, and gold streamers and maybe a few balloons. People of course will bring me lots of presents so I will be happy and saited and not be in need of fresh blood.
-Gwen
P.S. The other day while watching a disney movie with Mark, I gleefully ran up to a movie psoters and pointed at Mr. Rickamn wth much abandon. Hmmmmmm, maybe I was just clingy because i had finnished the last battlefield...
P.P.S. i'm beginning to distubingly develope morals and a sense of guilt, thankfully only in regards to one person, I knew relationships would do me in it is really quite sad though to be seing myself acting like a pathetic love sick puppy