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Tipping The Scales

Sat, 07 Nov 2009 03:44:23 GMT

No, I haven't turned super fat.

But apparently my skills at frightening people have hit a new level. I can make someone so terrified of me that they will immediately change paths and go vastly out of their way to never have to even walk nearby where I may possibly be, and all this without even ever having to say a single word to them.

Be impressed. Or frightened, since that seems to be the normal reaction.

Bittersweet

Tue, 06 Oct 2009 03:01:00 GMT

I'm listening to that song from Trigun that used to irritate the crap out of us whenever it played in the background... and, of course, I cracked up as soon as it started. And then I started missing you again...

I wish you were here to share the memory.

Misnomer

Sat, 12 Sep 2009 23:49:00 GMT

I have a cold. A nasty cold.

But I am not cold. Not in the least. In fact, I find myself to be extremely hot most of the time, hotter than usual. So why call it a cold, I ask you??

Don't mind me. In my sick stupor, I say silly things. [Plus, my dreams are crazy wild!]

To Ring In The New Month

Tue, 01 Sep 2009 18:30:30 GMT

Ah, September, you have finally arrived.

I was pleasantly surprised to awaken to a very cool day, and my excitement at the inevitable onset of autumn weather was encouraged when I looked out at my back yard and saw a yellow leaf fall. Heck. Yes.

Fall is coming, guys. Fall is coming. *squee*

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Strangely, even as I look on hopefully toward the autumn-tastic future, I find myself revisited by the past these days. One of these visits MUST be shared! It bugs the crap out of me that I can't find an embed code, so I have to just post the link and leave it to you to follow... *sigh*

Clicky!

The user who posted this also has the U.S. version (which IS available for embedding) but it's not as funny to me.

Quite frankly, this may very well have marred my image of The NeverEnding Story forever... or at least the song, lol.

Mood: excited
Music:"The NeverEnding Story" by Limahl

Wordless

Fri, 24 Jul 2009 02:56:01 GMT

I absolutely hate when I'm filled with emotion and can form no words to express it.

Chilly Winds of Change

Mon, 20 Jul 2009 04:42:58 GMT

The past two days have been both enjoyable and horrible.

Enjoyable because I woke up two mornings ago to the crisp scent of cool autumn air, a strange thing to come upon in mid-July. The rest of the day was pleasant and gave way to a very autumnal evening... which then gave way to another breathtaking "fall" day. I sit here beside my open window, breathing in the cool breezes that occasionally blow past me, and it is so peaceful. Despite my recent layoff and continually unsuccessful job hunt, even just this small hint of the fall season has calmed me and helped me to have renewed hope and patience for the future. I know it will get hot again before it really starts to cool off, but just as I see the bright light at the end of my job tunnel, so do I see the bright light of fall at the end of summer. (Not a big fan of summer... could you tell?)

Horrible because I have had to endure the betrayal of a close friend countless times, but having to watch my future husband suffer at the hands of people in whom we had both put our greatest trust is almost unbearable for me. My personality is marked by its capacity for powerful emotions, and I am known to have a temper, but this anger I have felt these past days has been such that I can scarcely sit still to feel it. Usually, when I get so angry I can't even see straight, that's when I start to cry, because it's basically all I can do to keep from physically harming someone; well, I've definitely been crying about this. I just cannot fathom how someone can go from being so understanding and friendly to being so utterly cold, petty, and childish at the drop of a hat.

I can count on one hand the people I've grown close to over the years (not counting family) that haven't betrayed me - no exaggeration, no fabrication - and, though I wouldn't exactly call it a betrayal, the way MNA handled my layoff was such that, if there was anything they could have done to make it harder on me, they definitely did it. I look back on all of this and realize that I truly want to know: why is it so difficult to be a decent human being? I'm not asking for perfection. I'm asking for decency, and in all of the 24 years I've lived, I think I've found it in four people.

And to those two who broke a promise, abandoned my beloved in your own interests, and tossed him to the wolves, I am ashamed of you and am sorry to have ever helped you find the house that you now so quickly claim for yourselves alone. Vengeance belongs to the Lord, and so I wash my hands of you and leave you to God's swift judgment.

Mood: extremely vexed

Time Out!

Sun, 28 Jun 2009 21:50:07 GMT

I'm watching episode 11 of Harper's Island (the latest one), and after keeping silent for the past two or three episodes when I've been about to wet myself with the theories that are begging to be spoken aloud, I can hold my tongue no more.

***I can't find a functional spoiler button code, so if you don't want to know stuff, just... don't look down!***

Harper's Island theories - purely for me, I guess, since nobody else I know seems to be watching it... T^T

Hokay, here are the suspects from the very beginning (i.e. practically everyone)*:

*Strikethrough means they're dead.

Abby Mills, The Good Girl, the groom's best friend

Henry Dunn, The Groom, the fiancé to Trish Wellington

Trish Wellington, The Bride, the radiant bride-to-be

~~Chloe Carter, The Flirt, one of Trish's bridesmaids~~

~~Cal Vandeusen, The Outsider, Chloe's boyfriend and a doctor~~

Jimmy Mance, The Old Flame, a local fisherman

~~Sheriff Charlie Mills, The Sheriff, the law on Harper's Island and Abby's father~~

~~Thomas Wellington, The Father of the Bride, the real estate mogul and Trish and Shea's father~~

~~Hunter Jennings, The Other Man, Trish's ex-college boyfriend~~

Christopher 'Sully' Sullivan, The Best Man, Henry's best man

~~J.D. Dunn, The Black Sheep, Henry's brother~~

~~"Uncle" Marty Dunn, The Uncle, Henry and J.D.'s uncle and is their surrogate father~~

Shea Allen, The Maid of Honor, Trish's big sister sister and the Matron of Honor

Madison Allen, The Flower Girl, Shea and Richard's daughter

~~Richard Allen, The Brother-in-Law, Shea's husband~~

~~Katherine Wellington, The Stepmother, Trish and Shea's stepmother~~

Danny Brooks, The College Buddy, a groomsman and Henry's best friend's from college

~~Malcolm Ross, The Hustler, a groomsman~~

~~Joel Booth, The Nerd, a groomsman~~

~~Beth Barrington, The Single Girl, a bridesmaid and Trish's former college roommate~~

~~Lucy Daramour, The Socialite, a bridesmaid and one of Trish’s childhood friends~~

~~Shane Pierce, The Townie, a local fisherman who pretty much dislikes everyone~~

~~Kelly Seaver, The Outcast, Shane's ex-girlfriend~~

~~Nikki Bolton, The Biker Chick, Abby's friend who manages The Cannery~~

~~Maggie Krell, The Wedding Planner, the manager of The Candlewick Inn.~~

I have been fighting this suspicion for the past few episodes, but I really think Jimmy is a little helper monkey to Wakefield. He just.... I don't know, but as much denial as I was in at the start of the series, now my denial is wavering in the face of REALITY. Jimmy keeps showing up at just the right time to convince me that he's evil underneath his caring facade. Run away, Abby. Run far away.... preferably into the arms of Henry *~~secretly~~ wishes Trish would be the next victim* O=)

Anyway, back to watching... ^^

***EDIT*** Just finished watching episode 11, and I have got QUITE the bone to pick!

Having finished the episode...

AAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH I AM SO UPSET! Now Cal and Chloe are dead (better update the list *sigh*), and the scene in which they perished was the saddest, most beautiful, most depressing thing I've seen so far.

And now, though I admit I still don't have real proof of it, I am utterly convinced of Jimmy's evil part in this. Run to Henry, Abby, RUN TO HENRY :D

P.S. I must say I was rather pleased when Henry sent Trish off with Jimmy and kept Abby with him when they split up. Foreshadowing? Please God, please God.

Forget Dawn, Try My HEART

Wed, 17 Jun 2009 22:44:15 GMT

Agghhh, the familiar sting of a saga come to its both long-awaited and long-dreaded end.

I finished Breaking Dawn today, and though the end satisfied me, I still felt myself wishing I could stay with the characters just a little longer. Such is the tragedy when I fall in love with the people I'm reading about; I really get into books (when I'm enjoying them, that is ;P), and so it really is like I'm being forced to say goodbye to friends when I finish the final sentence of the final chapter of the final book...

I can just see the faces of some of my friends right now - a look of horror, possibly disgust, maybe mockery? I know, I know, I was never one to buy into the fads, but if one more person pestered me to read the Twilight books, I was going to scream. I do not regret reading them, by the way, even if I think the fandom is bordering on pathetic with many people.. ok, girls. I felt a connection to the characters, particularly in the case of the relationship between Edward and Bella. I've heard or read in many different places now about how the more critical masses consider Bella to be a hardcore Mary Sue, and judging from the reactions of the scarier Edward fangirls, I can see how Edward himself often comes across as a Gary Stu; I mean, really, I've even found myself rolling my eyes at times over obvious ploys to make one or more of the characters disgustingly adorable/lovable. Nonetheless!! I thoroughly enjoyed the reads. In many ways, the manner in which Edward interacts with Bella reminded me SO much of how Robert interacts with me. So, tell me, how am I supposed to dislike reading a book that enhances the feelings and experiences I already have with my soon-to-be-fiancé?? lol srsly. It's not rocket science.

Sure, the Twilight books are not exactly Tolkien material, but I enjoyed them immensely. I'm going to miss them so so much, I really am.. T^T

Next item on the agenda: The Abhorsen Trilogy.

Yes.

Wed, 03 Jun 2009 03:15:01 GMT

See You In September

Wed, 13 May 2009 03:03:58 GMT

Summer used to mean freedom for me. Freedom from classes, freedom from homework, freedom from (most) responsibility.

Now it only means emptiness.