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So... yeah, a lot of shit happened in this journal..and I've outgrown it. If you still want to follow me along on my new journal that I've started, it is this.
![[info]](http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif) ambrosiawriter
www.ambrosiawriter.livejournal.com
So yeah, see you all on the other side!
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| So yeah, Haven't been here in a long time. |
[03 Mar 2009|11:57pm] |
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And coming back I decided to post a Poem: Wasn't There
Her words spill like a sweet wine,
Swift to start, causing alarm, spreading its influence,
Staining all that it touches, red, red, red.
Then it slows, exhausted,
Until it stops, absorbed by those it touched.
Yet the stain remains.
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| Am I being to sensitive here? |
[16 Jul 2008|01:51am] |
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Her (1:27:48 AM): if said druid doesn't know what they're doing yes, but i know several druids that can prove that statement wrong.
VictoryValentine (1:32:51 AM): I still say it's an incorrect statement that "tanking is tanking" Yeah you take all the hits and are a aggro whore, but the way each class has to manage that is different than the other.
Her(1:33:57 AM): all right, you can say that, but it is still the same in my eyes, and i've played all three classes, so i have the freedom to say that.
VictoryValentine (1:34:10 AM): And you automatically assume that I have not?
Her(1:34:51 AM): no i didn't say that. that's you saying that i did. i said 'in my eyes' i didn't say anything about you not being able to feel how you feel, did i?
VictoryValentine (1:36:07 AM): yes, but you added the "I've played all three classes, so I have the freedom to say that" which is kind of sounding like you thought I didn't appreciate your opinion. That last part was completely unnessacary to make your point.
Her(1:37:12 AM): -.- that's assuming again. I had no intention of making it sound like that at all. I was saying because i've played all the classes i can keep my opinion as it is.
VictoryValentine (1:40:11 AM): That is why I said "It is kind of sounding like" because that is how it came off.
I know that you have your opinion and have played all three classes, and you know that I do because we talked about all of them together whether on WoW or thorugh AIM, you telling me that was unessacary and all most can be compared to "and this, so there."
Her(1:41:36 AM): again that's not how it was supposed to sound. I was generally saying. Typing and your actual meaning never work when using AIM. It leaves too many assupmtions and misunderstandings.
VictoryValentine (1:44:40 AM): It does, but what lead to the assumption and the misunderstanding was the addition of the "And I've played.....freedom to say that."
What I'm trying to point out is just this. You could have ended the comment at "but it's still the same in my eyes" perfectly fine. By adding that last comment it was you attempting to validate why you are allowed to have an opinion (Whether to me or two yourself I don't want to speculate on), which can come across as many different things.
Ending it "same in my eyes." Ends the point just the same, while leaving no room for false assumptions or misunderstandings.
I'm not trying to rip you apart here, but I just want you to understand why I misunderstood you and why I became slightly hostile at that point.
Her(1:46:24 AM): good grief. It doesn't fucking matter. That kind of stuff is how i talk and i'm not about to change it just because it made you feel like i was doing something when i wasn't! so lets just drop it.
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| Really Desparate, but hey! |
[26 Jun 2008|12:23pm] |
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Yeah, this new job I've gotten is not really showing me much in the way of the money that I need. Only working two days out of the week for about 10 hours when I said I really wanted 20-25 hours a week. So, desperate here! I have tons of time due to lack of work and am mostly kicking around on World of Warcraft due to said time! I need to get back to writing and I guess one way to fix all my problems is to take commissions for Fan Fictions or even just stories in general.
You tell me what you want, how long you want it, how much detail you want me in it, anything at all, and I'll write it for you to the best of my ability, e-mail you a copy as well as print one out and place it in a nice folder and I get some of the money I so desperately need.
It's not as good as a drawing commission I suppose, but there has to be some kind of fan fiction or story that people want to read or have written but can never find it... so.. Maybe?
I'd be charging per page, and you would have all the control of how long you want it. Of course, due to page limitations that you would give me, I would be editing and making sure you get the best story for the amount of space that I was given.
Yes sequels and multiple volumes would be allowed if you so wanted, I'd keep all my commissions in a folder on my computer so I could either add on more pages later or another story in sequel.
...I guess I should try to figure out how much to charge.
Well, 2 dollars as a base amount then 2 dollars per page. So if you got a short story that is one page long it would be 4 dollars.
I use slightly smaller than standard margins, and standard 12-pt times new roman font. You CAN ask for half pages for 1 dollar.
I may sound insane but I'm hoping this works.
E-mail me anything you want me to write at: WhiteRaven@gmail.com
I'll probably take payment through pay-pal, as it is easiest.
Uhm.. some of you have probably never read anything that I have written. I do have one fan fiction already up at FanFiction.net
This is the Link
I also have a portfolio you can rifle through at your own comfort...
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Page 10 - Final
so yeah... OPEN FOR BUSINESS... I suppose.
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| Rant time! |
[27 May 2008|02:32pm] |
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People piss me off.
Just because you were sleeping or playing with "Play-dough" does not mean that we did not go over something!
If you are so worried about the test, THEN PAY ATTENTION, don't bitch and complain about "how hard it will be."
"Will we have to memorize it?" ~ D'oy. You are too ignorant to understand or make the connection that a rose represents love in a poem, so you are better off becoming a literary Spell-In-Speak. Better yet. Just don't come to school anymore, including the final, so the rest of us who actually put forth the effort aren't stifled by your severe lack of any distinguishable intelligence. I don't mean "smarts". Many people are "smart", I'd like to think I am one of them. Just because you can get an "A" on a test does NOT make you intelligent.
I would love to see you survive in the real world with this attitude. "Oh, I only have this much time left, I'll just slack off because it doesn't matter."
WRONG!!!
That's how you get fired and fail at any type of achievement you may try. "I am all most done, I have done enough work where I can slip by unnoticed and make it."
SORRY!!
That's how patients die, reports are left unfinished, and business deals are murdered. Do you think rock stars can work on the first two-thirds of a song then just kind of muddle the last part? Can writers write a thrilling story with an enrapturing start and middle then for the end put, "and then the good guys win and they all lived happily ever after" ? A politician can't put work into the first part of his campaign or term then sleep and slack off the second half and hope to continue his career. SMARTEN UP OR GO GET A JOB AT MCDONALDS AND STOP WASTING OUR TAX DOLLARS!
YOUR LAZINESS AND STUPIDITY COSTS ME MONEY!!!!
Read a book, ok? Thanks. Get out of your little bubble and take a look at the real world. "North Reading" is not "the streets". It is NOT enough to learn about what kind of behavior is acceptable. So you raised money for refugees in Darfur? Good for you, but do you actually care? I'll bet you just want to go down as a do gooder. A good guy. Truth is: You are an apathetic-greater-than-thou-dickweed who would not touch a starving child in the streets if it meant to leaving your golden cloud and doing some real work. Buying cookies from the local Stop & Shop and selling them to classmates does NOT equal any kind of real work. I bet you would have never even considered community service if it was not a HUGE chunk of your grade. You are not any better than any other person in this school, especially those who work themselves into an early grave to get to where they want to go. The people who you act as an obstacle when you interrupt class or force the teacher to repeat a lesson five or six times in a row. "Oh, it is only this one class." Youmay not care, but some people do. So just shut up and follow along, even if all that is said bounces off your thick skull!K.THX.BAI.
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| It's so strange... |
[31 Mar 2008|05:55pm] |
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After being sick for like five days straight, and not leaving my house quite literally for those five days... I all of a sudden feel a lot better. Before then I knew I was really starting to get run down and really distant and very closed off. I knew I was falling into a deep mood and I didn't want to make anyone else suffer or fall into that mood with me. It has been really strange, but I think that I've reached a turning... or a breaking point...
Today was the first day I was able to actually pay attention in Calculus class and understand the material. Something I haven't been able to do within the past few months. It was an amazing feeling to suddenly be able to click it again and not be sitting there like I was in a torture chamber and just wanted to put my head down on the desk and sleep. I know it sounds geeky but I was so happy that I was able to do that, and I made up one of the quizzes I had missed in that class (that I had been avoiding like the plague) and it felt great. I understood and was able to answer every single question! I feel like I really got 100% on it!
I started on the hunt for a new job, calling a place that had an ad in the paper and they said they would call me back about it, so that's set in motion, and now I have to write a short story for English class. (YAY i"M WRITING AGAIN). My chest feels light, and a smile hasn't left my lips all day (except for fucking spanish one with the freshmen.. where I scared one of them into silence, that was great XD.. and a little later in the after noon when I was worried for a friend, but it's okay and we're going to talk later.)
For all of those who took interest and worry about my grandfather, I'm pleased to say that he's perfectly okay. Something went screwy with his diggestional tract and it was causing him a lot of pain, but it's fine now. Of course, my mom, dad, and I didn't know ANY of it until much later, (after my parents went to visit him for the day). I was so worried and it was just indegestion... oiy...
Anyway.
My last post I outlined a lot of my flaws as a person and it triggered a crusade of people IMin' me with a "WTF" response. Well, not really, it was more like a "So?" response. I don't know, I think it just felt good for me and was very theraputic for me to be able to just throw out everything that I thought was wrong with me. There are other things, I know there are, but I suppose that's not important.
And I figured out why people tend to like me, One of my friends put it very eloquently,
"You said you didn't know why people liked you... doesn't that only leave that they like you because... well, you're you?"
She told me after that many some people have tons of friends because humans like the IDEA of a person, rather than the person themself. She pointed out to me that because I have a fewer friends, and I don't know why they really want to be my friend, basically says that they like me just because I am me.
As she put it,
"Who else would chase after someone in zero degree weather when they're upset... with no coat on?"
Naive I might me. Immature I might be. But don't ever tell me that I won't be the front of the army to be there for my friends. There is only one problem to that oath:
They need to tell me first.
I'm bad at keeping up a routine (I'm amazed that I've posted so many times in livejournal so often, but there you are). And I constantly forget to click on my "friends tab" on livejournal. But I always saw LJ as a means to commicate to a group of people all at once that are NOT online at the moment, that I can't really get in contact with. But I suppose other people don't see it that way so I'm gonna try harder.
Sorry for the latest spew of long ass entries... but I just want everyone to know that I'm feeling much better after just stewing with myself and sleep for five days straight.
~Gizzy/Heika
P.S. Those who I hold dear know that I hold them dear... and if they don't. Then it is my failure, not theirs.
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| A little bit about me... |
[31 Mar 2008|12:03am] |
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...for all of you.
I'm strange, I know this, I'll admit it. I'm over affectionate. I'm empathetic. I'm brash and immature. Sometimes I'm not a good conversationalist-- okay often times. I like to play World of Warcraft, although I rarely get to do it so the times I do manage to get on it's for long spans of time. I don't like being guilt tripped, I hate it and I will lash out at anyone who tries to do it to me. I can't read minds.
I'm an emotional rock wall. If something bad happens to me I don't usually need to turn to someone for support in order to get through it. When my grandmother died and my mom, dad, and brother were crying, I went down in the other room and watched Horatio Hornblower. When people are crying at the end of camp I just stared blankly at them, wondering what was so horrible that they had to bawl their eyes out over it.
I don't cry easily for stuff that happens to me, but when it happens to someone else my heart breaks to pieces.
I get silent when I don't know what to do, and when I don't know what to do I want to hide away in a dark corner and still try to solve it even if it is too late. I hate saying the wrong thing. I worry about how people will react to the things I say when it is a personal issue and I'm hesitant to give opinions on what I think should be done when it is a touchy subject.
I don't like making people angry at me, and when I do I get physically ill and sometimes will even loose my breakfast, lunch, or dinner depending on what time it is.
I don't need constant contact with a person to still feel in touch with them. I have gone a few weeks (heck even up to a year) without speaking to a person because it just didn't pop into my mind. Then one day I send them an IM and it was back to normal after some catch up time. I'm not often the one to initiate conversation or call someone else because I never want to bother them or end up calling them when they are in the middle of something else.
I'm not used to just chatting over the phone because most of my phone "conversations" were "I was wondering if you're free today. You are? Great, wanna do something?" and that lasts all of about maybe a minute or two. Long conversations over the phone is awkward for me, try as I might to make it work.
I try to make things better. I will sit and listen to problems. People say they've felt distant from me because I am a distant person. Since I was small I was growing up in my fantasies, and nothing can change that. Nothing can change the fact that I can perfectly content to sit by myself for hours on end with no contact from anyone. I've spent entire days by myself in my house since I was a tiny totter.
I've been told I don't try hard enough in friendships, but all most all of my friendships have come naturally to me and the other person, no work involved. It's just how I work. I slid in and out of reality and chat when the mood hits me to. I assume people will come to me with their problems and I will go to them with mine, but not really often because like I said, I deal with them on my own.
Compared to the stories I create my life is boring, so whenever someone asks me how my day went I usually say "Eh." And leave it at that. It's a general routine. School, work, home. There's really nothing spectacular to report unless I get pissed off about something. If something great happens to me I tend to keep it to myself unless it's outstanding, because I don't want to seem like I'm boasting.
I hate boasting, and I hate talking about myself because I don't want to be that kind of person where the conversation always seems to be about them or in relation to them in some way.
I'm hypocritical at times. I know something is bad for me, mentally most of the time, but that doesn't mean I'm gonna let other people go down that route as well. If I can't be saved then damnit I'm going to save as many people as I can. Life's too damn short for me to allow other people to think the crap that I do.
Until the 7th grade I had not friends, or an occasional friend who later betrayed me or turned out not really being my friend at all. I wonder why people like me so much and sometimes wonder if they really do like me at all or if they're just placing a mask over their snickering lies.
I like to talk about what I know, but conversations are hard to start and for the most part I am very much a listener and not a talker.
I don't eat healthy most of the time and I would very much rather be somewhere else half the time. There are a few people I can say that I hold dear to me and it would tear me to shreds if I ever lost them. Some of them I have known for only a little over a year, and others at least 6 years. I don't have any friends since when I was 5, I've never been in situations where massive amounts of drama or traumatic emotions have flared because I was very sheltered by my own actions.
I guess that makes me objective.
But I'm not.
I'm twisted. That's all there is to it and that's how the story ends.
Don't know if I'm really worth the time, but I'd like to think I am.
Good night everyone.
~Gizzy/Heika.
P.S. This isn't all about me, but it's 12:30 A.M. and I can't think of anything else.
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| Is there just something wrong with me? |
[30 Mar 2008|07:28pm] |
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Or do I just have the fucking worse luck in the world?
I'm finally recovering from being ungodly ill, and I'm recovering with my new mantra of "Just forget about it" when something ELSE comes along to try my strength (and break it, to it's credit). I'm sick of it, I'm so so sick of it.
Does anyone remember when I was happy for more than a day at a time?
This girl, URGH, hate this girl. I was so happy with something I had managed to do, and so she just, urgh, she thought I was stupid and tried to explain something out to me that I already knew and I was like "....gr."
And she was like "Well how was I supposed to know what you meant?"
Which leaves me thinking, "Oh, wait... aren't you the one who is always tell ME not to jump the gun and not to assume things? Lesseee...."
Then I go off and she AIMs me going "Thanks for making me feel like crap" and I'm like "Gee, thanks for making ME feel like crap with the fucking guilt tripping you cow!"
And she loves to do the Says what she wants to say but then signs off so I can't rebutte and she can just assume that she was right on all accounts.
Am I allowed to just kill myself now?
My parents can sell the short stories I have for funeral money.
~Gizzy/Heika
P.S. I also haven't had any time for Roleplay which puts me into the worst mood ever, and my grandfather is also in the hospital because there is something wrong with his gall bladder, so that ALSO adds to my touchyness and bitchyness I suppose.
...I don't want my Grampy to die...
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[29 Mar 2008|06:24am] |
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So being sick totally screws up my sleep schedule,
I fall asleep at like ten o' clock at night, then wake up at like 5 or 6 o' clock in the morning and it's really annoying. But it allowed me to see this anime I had NEVER heard of, and I actually really like it. (It's an older style anime, you can tell by just looking at the style of drawing and animation.)
It's called Case Closed, and it's about this group of kids that are a "Junior Detective Agency", although three of them are just tag alongs while the main character (the shortest of the group of four) is the real detective. I've only seen two episodes, but I think that this is a little kid version of another anime where the main character is a kid (and in the other one he is a teenager or an adult, I'm not sure). He's very alert and intelligent... and he's amazing at soccer and skateboarding, it's funny.
When you're in his thoughts you hear the voice of the older version of him, it's really strange, but I like it. He's got "Super Sneakers" that he uses to put a ton of force into his kicks when someone is attacking him... I kinda want to see if I can find this on DvD now, or at least see if I can figure out what the "Older version" anime is, if there even is one.
You've probably noticed this is a complete 180 from my last post, but I decided that I have too little time left in school at the moment to worry myself about every little thing and let rage overcome me, or too much worry. I figure that if I can't help then I'll just have to deal with it, giving myself an ulcer about it isn't going to help anyone.
Don't think that I'm just going to ignore all my friends if they try to come to me with a problem, that's not the case at all. I'll listen and be there, but sometimes... you can't fix everything.
You cannot reach for the stars if you are forever looking at the ground, and you cannot hope for the future if you are forever living in the past.
~Gizzy/Heika
Edit: Apparently the main character used to be 17 years old, but was reverted back to the age of 6 by a criminal organization during the first episode. Oh-Kay, I want to totally see this series.
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[27 Mar 2008|11:26pm] |
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OkAy.
I'm sick of these people who think the way that they do things is soooo much better than the way that I do/want to do things. I say something, and then they list off this entire fucking BIBLE of "reasons" why they do it their way then add in the "I'd rather ______, than _______" and I'm like "Yeah... and? Good for you. I honestly don't care."
Of course, I don't say that out loud, I'm a little more tactful than that, unlike a few people I know. I understand that I shouldn't have to deal with it and I should speak my mind at times, or that I should stand up for crap and la-dee-dah, but it's an issue of picking your battles wisely.
Why the hell should I generate all this rage and drama for something that isn't honestly worth my time? Let them preach their sutras of "This is How I Do It and This Is Why IT'S AWESOME." I don't have to listen to it, I can tune it out, so why should I worry myself about telling them off when it's just much easier to let them ramble ramble about their way and I'll have mine done before they can even finish their lecture. (Yay run on sentences).
Oh, and my favorite thing, is when they add "XD" into it. It's like "See look, by putting XD into the onslaught of random text with no punctuation or any kind of break to make reading this easier, it makes it so that you can't be annoyed with it. Otherwise you are a bitch."
HELL-O, XD does NOT make you immune to being an asshole.
"Haha, Well you see, I'd rather ________ than _______ XD because _____________________________________________________________
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_____________________________________________________________ XDDD"
No, you are still an asshole for basically saying that my way of going about things sucks and yours is better therefore everyone should re-create themself in your image and all would be well in the world. SO-RRY, that's not how it works and that's just how it is. People are going to disagree with you and when that happens you need to learn it's not a personal attack on your physical BEING.
I hate these people that when you make a counter-acting point to see how they view it, they think you're trying to convert them into a sado-masochist and instantly start screaming and yelling at you for being close-minded and retarded.
WHAT.THE.HELL!?
Can you see why I'm getting headaches? Mur.
Bad mood lately. It's been set since the con basically. Enjoying myself, to wanting to tear my hair out in worry, to feeling like shit because I can't do much to help, to trying to block my empathy-tendencies so that I can make it so other people don't start worrying about ME, to being fucking SICK.
And all this started with... being fired last Thursday. HAHAHAHAHA ISN'T THAT A KICK?
I'm going insane... where's the vodka? Uggh, that'd make my head hurt worse wouldn't it? Ah well, maybe some apple juice and sleep is really all I need.
Because I honestly can't handle anything else on my plate at the moment. I love being there for my friends, I really, really do.
But I HATE it, when (even over AIM) I'm getting that feeling like the other person is staring at me, expecting something out of me that I have no idea what the heck it is. And then when I don't deliver they think that I'm plotting to take a steak knife to their chest.
Meh...meh....meh.... just kill me now and don't revive me until after school is out, please.
~Gizzy/Heika
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[08 Mar 2008|09:30pm] |
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You know it's truly very strange where your mind will go on at 9:30 on a Saturday night while driving home during a super rainy night. Like... what happens if you were to get into an accident what would happen?? Sure the world would go on without me, yes, but what would my friends say or how would they re-act... such things like that, so it makes me wonder what my friends think of me now, if they do in fact still think of me or think of my fondly.
I don't care if you do it anonymously or not, I'd just like to know how some people see me. It's always been a curiosity of mine but I really hate talking about myself in conversation so this makes it much easier.
See you on the other side of battle.
~Heika
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[23 Feb 2008|04:58pm] |
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So yeah, I totally be home again.
It's great to be home, back in my natural element. My sister and her boy friend are here, and he was talking to me about WoW and showing me his Tauren Shaman. It was great, now I really want to play WoW again. I'm probably going to start again really soon... possibly today. Probably today, I just really want to play.
*rolls over* Actually, I'm going to play right now.
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[22 Feb 2008|11:34pm] |
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I totally forgot something TOTALLY creepy that happened last night when dawns_wings and I were being driven home from J-club. So our driver (lovely lady Liz) was soo hungry, (and 2 in the morning), so first we go through like 3 drive thrus, all closed (cuz it's TWO IN THE MORNING) so finally we drive up to a Wendy's, and it be open. So the first thing that happens is this guy is like "We don't feel like taking any more orders tonight" and we don't know if he's joking or not. And so he proceeds to start this conversation that no one wants to be in.
Talking about how they were the fourth choice... how where we came from wasn't far. So then we realize he's at the first window, I proceed to pull down the bill of my hat and hide my face into the collar of my jacket while the conversation just continues .(BTW he was fat and creepy looking too) It's like "how ya doing tonight" etc. etc.
So then, we start to pull up to the second window, just to realize.. HE'S THERE TOO!!!
geh.. soooo creeepyy....
Anyway, we had to pull over to the side to wait for the food and I was just totally creeped out... and we all thought he was high. It was sooo horrible. I was so glad there was car glass and a lock between me and him.
~Heika
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I've gotten to see more people that I haven't seen in a long time and that makes me mostly happy. versiondefected from NYC came for the weekend and it was fun in a bucket. A lot of fixing of costume crisis, but bucket of fun. She met some of my friends that live here and also got a headache during a party T_T For that I be sad but she overall had a good time I thinks. We played Mario Party 8 on the Wii, and that in itself is always a good time :D
I have to say I'm a little worried whenever friends tell me that they aren't feeling well and there's nothing that I can do nor can I help. I can't even offer up good advice that is very effective, and that makes me really uncomfortable and even more worried. Most of the time it's due to busy schedules and stress, but that's hard to remedy when you don't have time to do the things that require it. There could be hidden things as well just don't work well with the body and... *sigh* I hope to what ever god there may be that the stress lifts and the insomnia breaks away.
Without the need of pills.
Anyway, the day that Waifu left I hopped a bus down to Waterbury where I am now, this is where I be writing my post right now. I'm hanging out with my great snugging friend dawns_wings, and we I met a lot of new people last night and re-met up with some friends I knew before. I was a block of fun with anime and screaming, although there was some drama with a break-up. But that's all right, all is well and both parties are MUCH better off, and they are also calmed and although I don't think they'll be friends so much, i'm pretty sure they can get along if they are at the same party time.
:D
Although... I wanted to see one of my friends soooo badly, but the snow has ruined that plan for today, *sigh* So we're gonna just sit around and I'm gonna see if I can prod Dawns into a roleplay :D, it would cheer me up, but whatever, haha.
I'm going home tomorrow, which makes me a little sad, but it had to end at some time and I had some great new memories and friends made while I was here.
Can never have enough friends.
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| NAG FINALLY |
[20 Jan 2008|03:47am] |
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Okay yes, it's really late at night, and people probably have been like "OMFG SHE DROPPED OFF THE FACE OF THE EARTH"
First things first:
Yes I have gotten into both Pratt Institute and Emerson University (or is a college O_o)
I'm going to Pratt. YAY *dances and parties*
But what I'm really posting about is that I found out I can change my window's logon screen! And, starting at around 9 o' clock I set out to do so. However, it is now 4 o' clock in the morning and I FINALLY got it to work after downloading three different programs and deleting two, messing with scripting for several hours and adjusting and tweeking...
I HAVE SEPHIROTH ON MY LOG-ON SCREEN!!!
*sighs... then passes out on couch*
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| Yes...yes...yes... |
[26 Nov 2007|08:08pm] |
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In 2008,  lolitagirl resolves to... Volunteer to spend time with ichigo_pinkchans. Be nicer to kiryuu1. Take versiondefected cosplaying. Cut down to ten zabemejeebus a day. Overcome my secret fear of dawns_wings. Drink four glasses of anime every day. |
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| OMFG FIVE KURTHYS!! THIS MAKES ME HAPPY |
[26 Nov 2007|08:04pm] |
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On the twelfth day of Christmas, lolitagirl sent to me... Twelve neo2469s drumming Eleven zedsan_kenobis piping Ten pulleypunk42s a-leaping Nine ichigo_pinkchans dancing Eight versiondefecteds a-milking Seven zhangosqus a-writing Six kornonnakobs a-cosplaying Five ku-u-u-urthy133s Four zabemejeebusThree kiryuu1s Two hydeistcrunchs ...and an anime in a dawns_wings. |
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| Uggnnn |
[25 Nov 2007|02:08pm] |
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Okay, yeah... totally did not expect that. Last night, DnD funness.... but oh my god it went SOOO late, and then after my and two friends just talked and talked... and I did not go to sleep at all. And my phone got buried like under everyone's stuff... so like I couldn't find it until the next morning when I was about to leave.. but it was in my bag so I just yanked that and ran out the door.
Holy crap my brain... 5 hour energy drink things.. hole-ee-fook-ing-sheet.
Ughn... okay, last night, not sleeping.... not a smart idea at all... but at least it was fun.
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| She's Doing It Again (AKA Urge to Kill... RISING) |
[04 Nov 2007|12:14am] |
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UGHHH... same girl.. same.. F*ING girl....
I get home from a friend's house who has just shown me the MMORPG "City of Heroes" allowed me to make my own hero, and fiddle around with the controls and play with it. In my view, it's very similar to WoW in some respects, only you are a super hero and run around some different cities while you combat things and stoof.
So, I mention this to her, and she's all like "I'd rather play the better game, (WOW which I still do <3, I'll tell you why I'm getting pissed off with her at this point) I have no interest in that game that has no fantasy twist to it"
First: WTF.... no fantasy twist to it...?? How can being able to shoot lightning/ice/fire from your hands.. jump several hundred feet in the air... run super fast... FLY.... not count as fantasy?? (If she had said "Medevil" fantasy... okay, but she didn't, she just said fantasy)
Two: Isn't this the girl who... several months ago when trying to push me into playing Halo... started to get pissy at me, claiming I'm closed minded and not even giving it a chance...? Even after I told her it's not my cup of tea and that I do not like first-person shooters?
And now... when I am just talking about a game that I got a taste of and that I liked, she goes off on a rant as if I'm trying to shove HER into playing it (even though I obviously wasn't and even though she had BLATANTLY done that exact thing to me with Halo (and several other games mind you)) She always somehow pulls topics onto herself, like she's all that we talk about and if I say anything it has to pertain to her in some way (like I'm saying "you have to play this game" or "you have to do this...")
Suffice is to say I said that to her face (That I liked how she could deject games without trying them but when I attempted to do the same she'd get all pissy at me and call me closed minded)... IMed it to her in a text box....
Then blocked her.
I know it's running away, I know it was immature.. but I'm fed up with her fucking merde de taureau. She's in her fucking mid-twenties, she needs to learn how to fu-- I'm going to stop swearing now-- grow up and understand that not everything is about her or revolving around her.
I am not honored to be "allowed to play with her" or "role play with her" or "hand out in WoW with her" It's not a 'blessing' for me and I can do very well without her (in fact I have, I got a Mage up to level 54 (max level 70) without ANY help from her).
...I'm sorry everyone I must sound like a bitch and conceited and things like that... but honestly, I'm fed up with her, again she belittles me because of my age and--
you're going to love this--
She claims she knows everything about all games that are coming out/are out simply because she works at GameStop. Just because you've seen all the covers and saw an interview on the GameStop T.V. doesn't mean you know what really happens in the game!!
My favorite line of the night about City of Heroes (after a debate about what happens in the game)
Her: Whatever, I know what I heard.
My Response: Yeah, and me and my friend know what we've PLAYED
Anyway... sorry for spilling my guts about her again...
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