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Creating a 'Verse
Tuesday, March 25, 2003 - 09:23 p.m.
Music: Coldplay - Green Eyes
Yes, thanks to Andrea and the boringness of Canmore and about 2 hours I have a universe/story thingie started. Yay! I have two semi-developed characters. Lance (the stoic red-headed bishie) and Alayn (the blonde knight guy). And once again thanks to Andrea, it's turned into a shounen-ai story. Not with 11 year old boys either... *glares at Sam*
Anyways... now for ripping stuff from A's blog cause I can actually access it again~! Woot!
I am not: Andrea's saxophone bitch
I hurt: C's backpack's supposed feelings
I hate: George W. Bush
I fear: Failing
I hope: For good luck
I crave: Love
I regret: Being a chicken (when it comes to crushing)
I cry: Often
I care: About my friends and family
I long: For romance (laugh, I don't care it's true)
I feel alone: Too frequently
I listen: Stabbing Westward, Our Lady Peace, anything but rap
I hide: When I feel like being alone
I drive: Nowhere. No license
I sing: To any song I know the words to. And even some I don't.
I dance: Poorly and sporadically
I write: Slash
I breathe: Breathing is an inconvenience
I play: BADMINTON~!
I miss: Being able to spell
I search: For acceptance
I learn: Traditionally. None of this 'do it on the computer and apply it' crap.
I feel: Far to angsty
I know: Who I want to be
I say: That the druggie 10th graders are stupid
I succeed: At having no patience
I fail: At being able to read a map
I dream: About crazy nonesense
I wonder: What the afterlife is like
I want: The crow and the duck (^_^;;;)
I worry: About my sanity
I have: Too much and too little time on my hands
I give: My point of view
I fight: For those I care about (and with them too)
I wait: Wait? What is this 'wait' word you speak of?
I need: Music. Music for every mood I'm in
I hope: Life doesn't pass me by
I will: Always strive for excellence
Wasn't that scary and fairly random? Must... write...
Yearbook Entry-ness
Monday, March 10, 2003 - 04:22 p.m.
Music: Goldfinger - 99 Red Balloons
Yay, yearbook-ness. No badminton today cause we lost the gym to basketball *nudges Sam* Yeah, I'm obsessed with the Incubus CD I ripped from the Student Council office. I need to rip Five for Fighting and Coldplay still...
NO CHEM HOMEWORK~! Weeeeeeeeeeee~! Cause O'Reilly wasn't there on Friday (we all liked the sub better than him anyways)so he gave us notes and told us to complete the sheets he gave us. And I'm all done. Yay!
Now for some fun...
Which Ringwraith are You?
By Lisa
Yay~!
Weee~! Random HP-ness
Friday, March 7, 2003 - 10:45 p.m.
Music: Einhänder - Shudder
Cool song... yeah.. My random HP buttons wouldn't work but I took a quiz!
You are Ron Who?
Found in most fanfictions, you are quite non-
existent, having had to make way for Draco,
Ginny and who ever else has taken your place in
the trio, the story and in your best friend's
lives. But cheer up! If you're not dead, then
at least you might get a funny little cameo in
the story when they bring you out for
Harry/Hermione and Draco/Ginny's double
wedding! Lucky you.
Which Ron Weasley are you?
brought to you by Quizilla
Andrea guessed I was gonna get this one... because the quiz had all these Draco questions in it... ^___^;;; *glomps Draco*
Badminton Season!
Tuesday, February 25, 2003 - 09:55 p.m.
Music: Matchbox 20 - Unwell
Yay! Finally I get to play badminton again! Yay! Even if it is torture to run as much as Schaber makes us, I'll live. I lived last year. I *might* even have a mixed doubles partner~! Hopefully Jared (Brown) will be my partner. One thing's certain though, NEVER AGAIN WILL I HAVE TO PUT UP WITH SANDON~~! YEAH~!
Erm.. anyways. Sam's been missing from school. I think she's sick, cause she wasn't feeling well at C's b-day party (Sat.). Which is sucky.
GAH! I hate my chemistry teacher. We did a quiz on dissociation today and he tells us (AFTER THE QUIZ) that if you don't have a metal in the molecule/ion then it doesn't break down in water. Stupid ass. I would have been nice to know that BEFORE the fucking quiz... bleh. And my neck/back is getting sore from turning around all the time to copy notes off his frickin computer. My Dad's practically teaching me the stuff that he leaves out/doesn't explain. Which is really bad, cause Dad's not a *great* teacher (I get my lack of patience from him I think) but he's doing a hell of a better job than frickin O'Reilly.
Yeah, aren't I annoying when I bitch? Andrea says so anyways. Yeah... whatever...
I'm off to bed now cause I got up a half hour early this morning so I could beat C to school and plant flour (in a plastic bag to look like cocaine) and streamers in C's locker cause it's her birthday. Yay. Woot. Buh. Bed...
Score~!
Sunday, February 23, 2003 - 04:55 p.m.
Music: Cold - Bleed
Hehehehehehehehe~~~! This is great. Amusing as hell. And I didn't even hafta rig the answers or anything! Kekekeke~!
What's your Harry Potter slash pairing?.
By the superbly cool  mortari of Serpensortia
And it suggest that I read "Irresistable Poison" and "Love Under Will" two fics that I actually *have* read. I love it!
I think that just made my day... even if I do have to go back to school tomorrow. ^____^;;
Yay... I think...
Saturday, February 22, 2003 - 02:58 p.m.
Music: Arrogant Worms - Boy Band
Heh, funny song... And it's all true...
Anyways, there isn't really much of a reason for this entry, but what else is new? I finished my Chemistry homework (with some much-appreciated help from my dad) and really should be reading The Great Gastby (or the Great Gasbag... but whatever... that's what mom calls it). ^_^ Yeah, so, whatever. English is stupid... and so is Jones, but you prolly already knew that.
Curses, I must wrap C's present, cause I'm supposed to be at her house in 3 hours. Yeah, and because mom and dad are going out for 6 too, I might just get there on time. C's betting 5 bucks that I make it on time, and 10 that I'm late (as usual). But that's not *my* fault, I'm ready, but my parents aren't... ever...
Woot~! I got my Learner's Licence yesterday!!! Aren't you proud of me?! Yay!! *flaunts licence* I'm gonna bring it to C's to show off, cause I'm a loser... Christiana, Andrea and Dan already have driver's licences but whatever. Don't rain on my parade (or shine sarcastic sunshine on it either).
And thus, the *real* reason I'm ranting her today... an amusing quote from a Harry/Draco fic I was reading recently that just popped into my head whilst I was in the shower:
"And those Potter Stinks! badges might have well said, Potter is sexy and I want to have his children, signed, Draco Malfoy, oh and by the way, he’s got dreamy eyes."
"I have not once said anything about your eyes Potter. And besides, all that would never have fitted on a badge."
"You would have found a way Malfoy. You hated me that much."
Aaaawww~! Much sap. It's soo cute. It's called Unthinkable Thoughts and it's amusing. Yeah, go read it! Slash is goooood....*giggles*
Fanfiction Overload~!
Wednesday, February 19, 2003 - 10:01 p.m.
Music: Legend of Dragoon - Lavitz's Theme
If there is such a thing. Fanfiction overload I mean. Cause Dan's editting her fic (that's been dubbed something profane) and taking the cheap way out mind you. An C's writing A/A fluff... well, it was fluff til stupid Liaden came along... *kills Liaden*
Oooh, but Andrea's back. Yay. She called me. And wasn't too frozen anymore either. Lucky. I was frozen up the whole left side of my face (up to my temple) when I got my wisdom teeth out...
And I've been reading Dragoon fanfiction. Yaay~! I've found a fan who can draw and write, how lucky do you get! But I haven't had my daily dose of Harry/Draco yet... I should go read some...
But I finally got my name on the pre-order list for the fifth HP book~! YAAYY~~!!! 122 days. Yes, I am counting... Sad, sorry little fangirl that I am.
Remember: Fear the fangirl for she is mighty~!
Fear the Fangirl...
Tuesday, February 18, 2003 - 11:13 p.m.
Music: Amanda Marshall - (Trust Me) This is Love
Fear the fangirl for she is mighty! Heh, I've adopted that as my personal slogan. At any rate, I found some really really kick ass Dragoon fanart! Yay~! I could hardly find any before!
Go here! Now!! *oogles* Preeeetty Albert... *glomps*
Yay... anyways, I wrote a flufftastic Danika/Stuart ficcie (page and a half) after being inspired by Danielle's NC-17 Dan/Stu fic (which turned into a blow job *so* fast... *shudders*) Yeah. I sent it to C.
Well, I'm off to attempt to draw something. Everyone will Andrea good luck (cause she's in Calgary getting her wisdom teeth removed tomorrow.. fuuuun...).
Oh, and I gotta sent aside a couple hours to do this optional stuff in Dragoon, cause I hafta go through about a 1/3 or so of the 4th disk. Well, that's not entirely true, considering the frickin' Moon escapade is about 2/3 of the disk... Oye...
Yay... not really....
Sunday, February 16, 2003 - 10:14 p.m.
Music: Jimmy Eat World - Praise Chrous
Well... A's gone off to Calgary to get her wisdom teeth out (on Wed.) Fun fun, not really. But I did convince her to come on band tour in March. Yay~!
Dammit... I keep having this urge to write but I'll be damned if I can figure out what I should write about... Stupid friggin' writer's block. It's getting annoying too. Cause every time I sit down at the 'puter I feel the need to write but can't get a solid idea through my head... All that Harry/Draco is corrupting my thought process - not that I'm complaining...
Playing FF6... it's really good, for having 8-bit graphics. The storyline's really really good too... and the lil characters are soooo cute... *glomps Edgar and Sabin* Oh, and guess what Shadow's dog's name is? No, I said guess. Okay fine. It's Interceptor... what a stupid name. I started yelling at my PSX "Shadow! What the hell?! Naming you're dog Interceptor!! For the love of God..." or something like that. ^_^
Well, I'm off to *attempt* to write C something (like Cianna/Ky'varan something). Gods, I hope this doesn't end in pointless shagging... *shudders*
Randomness
Saturday, February 15, 2003 - 10:37 p.m.
Music: Finger Eleven - Sick of it All
Yeah... randomness time... I have this great plan to write something, sometime tonight.. but I don't know if that'll happen.. *crosses fingers*
Oooh, and I was sifting through my fanfiction folder for "7th Element" and found this lil ficclet. I dunno if anyone remembers it but I figured I'd post it for shits and giggles.Tis Frell/Ollie slash - post Frell's death and such...
"Ollie?" A voice from behind him, he gasped... Frell's voice.
He spun around and found the blonde boy wearing his usual stupid grin. He almost smiled.
"Ollie..?" the voice came again, but this time is wasn't Frell's voice... the blonde in front of him morphed into Kyel; who was shaking. Ooze was dripping from the cut on his neck. "I... I... I'm sorry... y-you know that.... right?"
Olander felt like crying - Frell was gone. Hung up with the rest of the bodies before he was even dead. Frell meant everything to him... everything. Gods, he loved Frell. He was sure it was love - something he could never feel again. And here stood little Kyel, asking for forgiveness. Davron had punched Kyel... why shouldn't he vent his frustration too?
No... no... Frell wouldn't have wanted that.
Instead, Olander merely turned on his heel and walked away. Leaving Kyel without an answer.
He was sure as he left the room, he could hear the small blonde crying... something he wanted so badly to do too.
No, he thought. I must be strong... for Frell...
Yeah, generally crappy slashiness and OOC-ness... weeee.... *drinks pepsi*
*giggles*
Saturday, February 8, 2003 - 10:18 p.m.
Music: Final Fantasy X - Sky Theme (or at least that's the file name)
Heh.. I'm kinda hyper right now. I've been reading my healthy dose of slash fanfiction and changed the lil webpage name thingie on the browser *points up* Heh.. Dragoon really does rock my socks... *giggles* That's such an amusing expression.
I downloaded Winamp3 and shit - and got this kick ass skin for it! It looks so... sleak I guess would be the right word for it. Yay.. it's pretty... and it's got this neat lil crossfade feature so it blends the end of the current song into the beginning of the next. Very trippy.
Still can't access A's blog from my puter.. it's sucking muchly... Oooh... C just signed in on MSN. But I don't think I'm gonna talk to her, I think I wanna maybe attempt to write something (no promises to whomever's reading this).
Lastly... (it sounds like I'm writing a bloody essay..)
My personality is rated 39.What is yours?quiz by midgetfarm.com
Others see you as an exciting, highly volatile, rather impulsive personality; a natural leader, who's quick to make decisions, though not always the right ones. They see you as bold and adventuresome, someone who will try anything once; someone who takes chances and enjoys an adventure. They enjoy being in your company because of the excitement you radiate.
Spam-ness
Wednesday, January 29, 2003 - 09:06 p.m.
Yeah, so I don't write in my blog for a month and then twice in one day? I'm crazy, whatever. Anyways, holy frickin' attack of the plot bunnies. I don't even know why I'm posting this. But whatever. WARNING: Implied shounen-ai and rape. And Kyel's potty mouth/rage Yeah... Okay Andrea, you wanted me to write something...
The blonde kept his head down as he walked through the crowded hallways. Lunchtime was nearly over and it was unlikely that there was a single person in Salia Balduv Memorial High School that didn't already know what he'd tried last night.
Last night Kyel Gaetane had tried to kill himself; and he had failed horribly.
Sub-consciously he pulled the sleeves on his cable-knot turtleneck down farther. He wasn't going to give them the sick satisfaction of seeing his scars. Some faces turned away in disgust, some gave him bewildered looks. Other faces showed pity. He scoffed at them, he didn't need their fucking pity. He didn't need anything. Conversations died around him, and then started up again once they had taken their glimpse of the poor, stupid boy. Fucking pity.
No one had really cared why he'd attempted suicide last night. No one bothered to ask him why he'd felt the need to slice his wrists up and fall, gasping, onto the cold tiles of his upstairs bathroom. They didn't care. All they knew was what didn't happen. He didn't kill himself, he didn't put himself out of the misery that...
He felt a shudder run through him. All because of one night. His last night of volleyball. That sick and twisted fuck...
The anger he felt towards Hardwood - the world - was stronger than ever now. Stronger than the self-pity he'd felt last night.
His eyebrows drew together and knitted above his nose. He felt their eyes upon him still. He wanted to let the scream of frustration he was suppressing rip through the halls. He wanted to go into the boys bathroom and bang his head against the urinal until he bled to death, or gave himself a concussion, whichever came first. But that would mean they would win.
When Kyel thought about it, the suicide attempt was pretty retarded. Forfeiting his life like that meant that Hardwood won. Hardwood won and he lost. No, he had let that man take too many sick pleasures from his life. There was no way in hell he would let him get any more. So there would be no more self-mutilation. Not just yet.
And besides, his mother, the principal, and the guidance councillor had thought he shouldn't be aloud to go anywhere without an adult. At least not until they were certain he was "stable". Bunch of bullshit. Now that he thought about it, Mr. Ember had asked him why he'd done it. As if he'd tell them what had happened. He was a fucking coward to even think the word... rape. To fucking scared. And who would believe him anyway? They'd talk to Hardwood, who'd deny the whole thing (the sick bastard) and then he'd be reprimanded for lying.
He was so worked up in reliving his pathetic life he barely saw the other boy approaching him.
"Kyel?" a voice asked. Shocked upon hearing his name, the blonde looked up.
A brown-haired, wide-eyed senior by the name of Davron stared down at him. Kyel looked away. There it was again. The fucking pity.
"Kyel... I..." he let out an exasperated sound and shock his head, "Aw shit. You probably don't need any more people bothering you about this crap. So I'll skip the "What the fuck?" speech."
Somewhere, deep inside his cynical, enraged being, he chuckled. That's all he was getting. "What the fuck were you thinking?" and variants of the following. Smart rugby player. But that still didn't explain why Davron was here.
"I don't know what pushed you this far. I can't even begin to imagine. But if it was enough to even make you consider putting yourself out of misery, it must have been something frickin' huge." The taller boy reached out to place a hand on the smaller boy's shoulder. Kyel responded by flinching and drawing his arms close to his body. Davron sighed. "Kyel, it's not worth it. It's never worth it. There'd be so many people who'd miss you if you left them." The blonde silently wished he'd thrown in ‘I'd miss you'... wait... where'd that come from? "And I just wanted to let you know that if you ever need or want to talk... about anything... I'll listen."
Davron placed his hands on top of Kyel's and looked him in the eye. The blonde felt blood rushing to his face, and he heard his breath catch.
The rugby player smiled a little bit, "Okay?"
The blonde forced a nod. Not trusting his voice to betray him.
Procrastinate much?
Wednesday, January 29, 2003 - 08:03 p.m.
Music: Nine Days - Good Friend
Yeah, I'm a loser... haven't been using/abusing pitas lately. Oh well. Much to update/rant about...
I BEAT LEGEND OF DRAGOON~! Sqquuuuueeee~! It only took me like 40 hours and I was only at level 30ish. Yeah, I feel special. To get all scary and otaku like I beat it on January 12th, at 5:54pm. But you prolly didn't need to know that. Less than a month it took me! I feel special. That game kicks major ass, go play it NOW!
For anyone who doesn't know, I actually *did* hand in my big-arse (too much HP fanfics) stagecraft project for drama... and got 100% on it~! Yay! And my play night didn't go incredibly bad either. They (being Dayna, Jessica and Tristan) pulled it off and I said I'd stop bitching about it... yeah...
Exams went well. The Math30P diploma was actually really(and surprisingly) easy... *knocks on wood* Heh.... and no not Oliver this time... *glomps Oliver Wood anyways* Me and my Harry Potter obsession... heh...
FIFTH BOOK COMES OUT JUNE 21st! Yay! I'm gonna go put my name on the pre-order list... heh... Ooooh! And a bunch of people have been cast for Prisoner of Azkaban! Unfortunately, Ralph Fiennes isn't gonna be playing Remy... oh well... here's what I know (thank you "Filling the Shoes" webpage):
~ Tom (the bartender at the Leaky Cauldron) - Jim Tavare
~ Prof. Dumbledore (recast) - Michael Gambon(or at least he's been offered the role)
~ Peter Pettigrew - Timothy Spall (not a bad cast)
~ Sirius Black - Gary Oldman (Eh.. I'll *live* with this cast)
~ Remus Lupin - David Thewlis (eh... not bad, I guess he'll hafta do...)
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