Keep coming up with a love but it's all slashed and torn.

I'm sick.

Mon, 12 Mar 2007 22:12:59 GMT

I hate this. I'm not feverish; I almost hope I was, just so that I could stay home from school. And yet, then I'd have so much work to make up...still, I had sort of hoped that I wouldn't get allergies this year, but apparently not. I know it'll get better, because it always does, but usually I feel sick for around a week and I haate it. At least my sore throat is gone! Still, I'm constantly blowing my nose and my voice is so nasally that I can't speak very loudly and I try to avoid speaking in class. In history I was light-hearted about it all, and joked that when I spoke I sounded like a prepubescent boy. That turned the head of a guy friend I have in the class, and he teased that I should have been used to it...

I got picked up from rehearsal early, which saved me the humiliation of having to sing screechily. However, we did sing Gaston quickly and I waited about, watching a few of the scenes of dialogue before getting dressed and heading out where my mom picked me up for a doctor's appointment. I apparently have less than 5% of curvage in my spine, which isn't anything I should worry about (I was worried it would be more).

My head still hurts, which isn't making my homework any easier. I've been assigned two new projects in history, (Luckily, neither are due this week. I am so sick of history, especially when I just found out I got yet another B on the last test.) and tomorrow I also have a quiz in Spanish and a test in Biology.

Friday

Sat, 11 Nov 2006 17:53:09 GMT

I was picked up from school by my parents once it let out, luckily having my iPod and book with me already in the car. I tried reading, though after a few annoying comments from my parents I took out my music, listening to Rent most of the way to my sister's college. For a while, we sat through long traffic that made me want to bang my head against the car window, but eventually we did get through it. It was fun to talk with my sister, though I find that the more you are away from each other, the less there is to talk about, strangely enough. Her boyfriend met us at the front of the building, where my parents met him and then we went off to dinner. After we left, and I only got to listen to a few songs before I realized that I was drifting off to sleep, so I shut off my iPod and drowsed the rest of the way home.

You Are 28% Healthy

You're on your way to having a healthy diet, but you have a ways to go.
Everything is okay in moderation. But you don't quite have moderation figured out yet.

How Healthy Is Your Diet?

You Are 72% Democrat

You have a good deal of donkey running through your blood, and you're proud to be liberal.
You don't fit every Democrat stereotype, but you definitely belong in the Democrat party.

How Democrat Are You?

Yays!

Raaah

Wed, 11 Oct 2006 22:01:32 GMT

Why does my father expect so much of me? I believe he assumes that all teenage daughters would absolutely love to spend time with them doing something that the daughter particularly dislikes when the alternative for me was sitting on the computer, listening to music and eating a snack. Does he truly believe that I am that selfless to leap to join him on whatever expedition he wanted me to go on with him in exchange for my happiness? He wanted me to run a mile with him; I actually told him that my running shoes were in my gym locker, at school, and he suggested I ride my bike. I loathe riding my bike, mainly because of several accidents in my past where I lost control, and the mere thought of such a thing happening again and in a worse form is terrifying, whereas when I walk or run, I have complete control. However, after I was thorougly guilted into running with him and done with my fuming, I went with him and got back, exhausted. So, this is where I am now, unsatisfied that much of my time on the computer was lost though also glad that the cold air did me some good with relieving my resentful emotions.

6:30 AM and I'm posting!

Fri, 15 Sep 2006 10:45:45 GMT

Twice last night, I annoyed my parents. Seperately. For differnet reasons. *sigh* My mom was annoyed that I wouldn't sing for her just because I mentioned auditioning for the spring musical, Beauty and the Beast, when the audition is months away and I wouldn't know what song to sing. That bothered me, really, and she even went so far to say that if I couldn't sing for her, maybe I shouldn't be an actress. She just wouldn't understand...My dad is another matter; he was just sitting in the room, looking at something, and I asked him to leave, because I like my privacy, and I feel uncomfortable that he will look over at something. Plus, I was listening to music!

On to things that are more important:
~Science quiz today. I reaaaally want to get a 100 on this one, as I have studied.
~It is Friday! Joy abound!
~My legs are incredibly sore still, and I have PE today.
~I can hardly think of more tilde points.

The result of laziness

Fri, 08 Sep 2006 00:32:11 GMT

So, perhaps from both laziness and from the fact that I hardly have as much time on the internet anymore, the posts I had planned to make describing my first and second day of school are now no longer existant! Apologies, though I doubt many of you will care much anyway. Instead, I'll give a short little opinion block of each of my classes. Right then.

PE:
We haven't dressed out yet, and so far it has just been getting lockers and buying uniforms, all really dull. Except, I do have a few friends there that are nice to talk to, and I have gotten closer to people I thought of as acquaintences the year before. Mrs O is actually really nice, and kind, and I love to see that in a PE teacher, but I don't care quite as much as I have accepted my certain special brand of ineptness when it comes to physical activity, and basically the chances of winning the title of favorite student is almost impossible.

AP History:
Due to block scheduling, I have only had the class once. It is difficult, and I am aware of that. So far, we have only been given one assignment, which is due next week and I don't think I am taking seriously enough, though it is often difficult to concentrate, and I am trying as best as I can. Mr G doesn't seem to be the person that will easily open up to someone, so earning his respect and even likeness will be very difficult, or more- he could decide that he likes me as a student but never show a sign of it.

Earth Science:
The class has been interesting, thus far. The second day's class was somewhat disrupted by the random, rather boring assembly, though today's was interesting, if not boring at first and slowed down by the practice test that a different form of it would be taken at the end of that year, and I got a C. *shifty eyes* Not the greatest, I suppose, because I made a few stupid mistakes though I was proud of a lot of the answers I got right, and the highest score wasn't great anyway. Anyways, Mr E is rather nice, and makes a few jokes that make me laugh.

Honors English:
So far, easily my favorite class. Mr B is absolutely hilarious and is so crazy! He does all of these impressions, and his mannerisms just make you laugh from watching him. Several times in class, you would be clutching your side in laughter, and would glance around to find other people in near tears.

(running out of time here, so keeping it short)

Advanced Geometry:
The teacher, Mrs A, is so sarcastic, which I love. I usually get my work done, and math is easy for me. Enough said.

First of September

Fri, 01 Sep 2006 13:02:17 GMT

Hmm, okay, so it is the first of September. Not the most brilliant day, and mainly because it just reminds me of school, which begins on Tuesday.

Last night: tried to get off role play around 5:30 but as always I procrastinate so actually didn't get off until 5:40, and if I want to get there on time I have to leave at 5:50. I begin getting dressed while waiting for the post and begin pacing, tying my belt distractedly while typing an exit and getting off, glancing at the time and groaning. I head downstairs where I try and practice all my katas and linger especially on my newest, which has been giving me a lot of trouble. My mom takes me, and I just have to hope that this class would be nothing like one a few days ago. I head inside to find I am the only person who has arrived thus far and simply stand politely, talking with my teacher until the short, boy blue-belt arrives and converses with someone else there. I hear the door opening again, and it is the third degree brown-belt, who also has a broken arm.

We bow in and start doing our falls, and then line up by the side where he starts first with the blue belt, who first does a kata which my teacher critiques. I step up next, nervously- not knowing whether he would critique mine as well. My footing was a bit off, especially after one turn, though when he came back he simply nodded and gestured for the next person to come up, which is just as good as a compliment. I sighed with relief and stepped to the side, and we continued this process for a little while, the blue-belt being the one that received the most corrections while the other brown belt and I simply stood by the side, patiently. After finishing with katas, we started doing small, follow-up routines that were short, quick, and easy, and as the tallest, I stood at the back of the mats while the two boys stepped up further. These I was proud of on my part, at least, and soon it was time to leave.

It is still raining here, which I think is the remnants of Hurricane Ernesto, which is just skimming the east coast currently. We have received flash flood warnings until tonight, but at this rate it doesn't seem like they are going to come. It's just barely raining right now, though the darkness is making me feel slightly uncomfortable. Anyway, rather bored, though catching up on a few things at steelsings.

Awards and such

Mon, 28 Aug 2006 18:38:36 GMT

I watched the Emmys last night, which annoyed me. I always insist on watching them because often some of my shows are nominated, though this year it was so stupid! My God! After ranting angrily about why Hugh Laurie didn't get even nominated for Best Actor, I sat down to watch only to find that House did not win for Best Drama and that I didn't really care for anything else.

So this morning I get up around seven and defrost two muffins to eat for breakfast, and head upstairs to get on the computer around 7:30, getting dressed and waiting for a call from a company coming to just check our stove. Around 9 or so they come and I wait there for a few minutes until they leave and then go back upstairs where the phone rings continuously, but I eventually emmerse myself in a role play with the only interruption being my lunch (a small chunk of leftover lasagna). I get back on only to bring down my plate to wash and I receive a call from A, who I talk to for a little while before I realize that I have basically abandoned the computer, so I tell her that I had to get off and get back on.

Tomorrow will be busy, certainly. Back to school night starts at 6 and I have an orthodontist retainer check before then, so I will be missing karate (which I regret to admit I feel happy about, because the last karate class was painful and made me feel so horrible about myself). The first newbie night begins tomorrow at 3 EST, so I just hope that it ends around the time where I leave!

Stupid useless trip...

Fri, 25 Aug 2006 13:35:22 GMT

So, I leave in around an hour for New Jersey for the weekend. Why? My dad needs to pick up a motorcycle, or something like that. Why he couldn't leave me at home for a day is beyond me, but I'm going anyway. I suppose it will be interesting at times, because I'm staying with my aunt and uncle and I'll be able to play with my baby cousin and at some point my grandma will be there as well. I packed in around 5 minutes, so I am all ready to go, and now I'm just role playing for the last time before we take off.

I will miss you all! (and no character excuses, because no one would really have an excuse to only be gone for one full day.)

Thu, 24 Aug 2006 20:40:13 GMT

If there is someone on your friends list who makes your world a better place just because they exist and who you would not have met without the internet, then post this same sentence in your journal.

Orientation and such

Tue, 22 Aug 2006 20:07:22 GMT

At 8:45 am, N and N's mom arrive in time to pick me up and drive me to the school, where the Freshmen Orientation is about to begin. At first entrance, we glance around the room to find a long line to get student ID's, and upon hearing that there will be an oppurtunity later to get them, N and I start heading to the cafeteria where we line up behind certain counselors who are in charge of certain letters for the last name (N and I go to the last, because both of our last names are near the end of the alphabet). There, the counselor asked how my sister was doing as she handed me a folder, an agenda, and my schedule. I sat down where N and another boy I knew were sitting and glanced briefly at the papers in the folder and looked through the agenda, though mainly scanned the schedule:

Block 1: AP [Advanced Placement] World History. Day: Y. Term: Year
Block 1: Health/PE. Day: X. Term: Year
Block 2: Drama 1. Day: XY. Term: Semester 2
Block 2: Earth Science 1. Day: XY. Term: Semester 1
Block 3: English Honors. Day: XY. Term: Semester 1
Block 3: Spaish II. Day: XY. Term: Semester 2
Block 4: Advanced Geometry. Day: XY. Term: Semester 1
Block 4: Biology. Day: XY. Term: Semester 2.

Ahhh...no elective until the second semester, so really no relaxation classes except PE every other day (which I would hardly classify as "relaxation" but may be considered that when compared to a college class.)

At around 9:40, amongst all the excited chatter among the crowd, a few teachers step onto one of the tables and begins a speech of sorts, and begins the day with a "fashion show" to best represent their views on the dress code, and this even got some laughs as one guy whom I had seen in many of the school's plays stepped on stage with a tube-top and a mini skirt with leg warmers underneath. After this we are told to go to our assigned classrooms, and the three of us check our schedules for the day to discover we won't be with each other. I frowned and took off for room 220 and stepped in the room, smiling just slightly to a girl who had been in my health class last year, and took the seat in front of her. Three girls enter and begin talking to us about what school we went to and discuss with us, in general, about certain rules and dispite the dreadful, over-repeated topic, it was rather interesting; one of the girls was so animated and made jokes, and the others were rather friendly as well.

When the time came for us to switch classrooms, we took off to another classroom which was slightly more bleak, though perhaps it was the atmosphere. I sit down somewhat near the other girl once more and shoot her odd looks for reaction as the upper-classmen who are supposed to be teaching us simply stare, one eating her breakfast, and ask us bland questions until they stare uncertainly out the doorway and call us over for a tour of the school. It was very dull; they didn't seem enthused at all, and would continuously make comments to their partners or make loud jokes to the junior ROTC (some Air Force club...I really have no idea) members who seemed to be trailing behind us.

When it ended, I sighed with relief and scurried off quickly to lunch, though found myself late. Seeing N just over the crowd, I shouted to her and ran over, setting my stuff in a spot where some friends were sitting and then went back to the line where I got two slices of pizza and a soda, eating hungrily and making sarcastic comments about my groups and asking about others. Some upper classmen threw some small plastic orange footballs among the crowd, saying that any with a written number on it could get a prize. A football soared over our heads and bounced against the table behind ours to roll around on the floor, and I glanced at it. I stood up slowly and grabbed it while every one else seemed too engrossed in their food to notice, and turned it over to notice it had a number six on it. I grinned and ran over to the prize table and claimed a small school flag/banner and took it back, finishing my lunch and then throwing out my trash, waving to N and heading towards my next assigned classroom.

There we wait just for a few minutes before C and S (two members of the fashion show, the latter being the one with the red tube top and mini skirt; and both valued members of the drama club) walked into the room; I grinned. Despite the fact that the girl from my health class and I were the only women in the room, the atmosphere was rather comfortable and soon the room was filled with laughter and for some, mixed bemusement at the oddness of C and S. They tossed some pieces of starburst around the room- one of which I actually caught. C and S, who seemed to have no idea what to do with the almost useless time they had been given, gave a marker to a student and allowed us to play hangman, which we went through a few amusing rounds.

After, C and S stared at the time and suggested that we play a few improvisation games to pass the time, and once they suggest one (involving a complaint department: basically, one person would come in and give several hints as to what this object may be and what is wrong with it, and the employee must guess what it is), I volunteer. C brightly suggests for my item to complain about to be an uncontrollably dancing Ken doll, and once the "employee" comes back in the room, I start describing rationally, with a completely straight face, the uncontrollable movements of this doll that lacks an on switch, and randomly, C decides to jump in with his own idea, brandishing wildly and screaming (his idea, by the way, was a punching Tickle-Me Elmo), which made me break character and burst into a fit of giggles. S, deciding that this would help matters, jumps in and gives clues that his saxophone is giggling rather then playing music, but not before turning to me and encouraging me to continue. I smile, and turn back to the "employee" and gesture wildly once more, voice turning shrill and continuing to act this until we hear the announcement to report to the auditorium.

In the auditorium, I manage to catch a glimpse of my friends and run toward them, telling them gleefully about what had just happened though turning to face forward as they begin to play a movie, which though it had sounded dull, included a few comedic moments and actually caused me to smile. By the end, I headed off to get my ID while N went off to fix her schedule. Finishing before N was done, I begin to pae randomly and finally once she finishes we head outside, only having to wait a few minutes before N's mom is back to drive us home.

Leaving

Tue, 08 Aug 2006 12:51:02 GMT

I am very glad that I managed to get on before leaving. We leave in a little over an hour, and I still have to pack...

I will miss you all so dearly! However, I may actually be able to get something good out of this whole experience: proving to my sister that I can handle a few days without role-playing! That means that whenever I feel withdrawl I must appear as happy and normal as can be, which means occupying myself in other ways. My parents have also forbid me not to "lock myself in the room and be unsocial all day." So, that means only spending a healthy time in the room reading and watching TV and the like. We will, of course, be expected to visit all of the older relatives (great aunts and uncles), which is difficult because most confuse my name with my sister's and talk about family matters that I do not understand, but they are kind to me. I look forward more to seeing my cousins.

Anyway, I am currently being kicked off, so I hope to see you all once I get back. I may not be able to get on until the next day, or something, but I hope to see you anyway.

Needed Entry

Mon, 07 Aug 2006 19:22:44 GMT

Truthfully, several times I have began writing an entry about my shopping trip and Cats, though somehow words seem to fail me. In addition, the auto-save option has seemed to take a dislike to me, as it will no longer save drafts. Odd.

I will be leaving tomorrow for Wisconsin, though I will be back on the 12th or 13th. I'll be staying at my grandparent's house, which means no computer access. (They do not own a computer! How do they survive? *death*)

Thursday!

Thu, 03 Aug 2006 14:11:59 GMT

Dad has ordered me to spend a day at a friend's house so that he may work in peace. *sighs* Tried contacting J as she lives the closest by and I haven't seen her since school ended, but I only got her answering machine. So after recalling multiple times, I called N because C and M live farther away and got her on the first try, and asked if I could stay at her house for the day. She said I could so I went back downstairs last night feeling accomplished, and settled down to watch a House rerun. Once House was over, my sister asked me to come downstairs where we began watching "V for Vendetta," which is awesome...though we didn't get to finish it. I really want to see the second half of the movie, because it was very good. Anyway, I have to leave in about an hour, and I will be back before dinner, so I may be able to lurk before then but I basically will be away from role-play.

Random Updates

Tue, 01 Aug 2006 20:20:44 GMT

Okay, so it is true that I simply got tired of seeing the car trip post being my most recent one. I have been meaning to get on to post more, and I had actually begun to post yesterday to vent off some of my impatient thoughts though I think that will only bring down my mood today. I woke up this morning around 7 and came downstairs to realize that my mom was there, and told me that she was going in late because she had a doctor's appointment. I have a quick bowl of cereal for breakfast and I am about to go upstairs to take a shower when my mom claims that she needs to take a shower before I do because she has to leave, so I simply shrug and sign on the computer. Once I get on SS, I stare in wonder as I find that I now have access to the mentoring forum! In addition, I am also a mod and have been given the title of Role-Play Head. I criticized a newbie's application today, though mainly read a lot of information about being a mentor and the like.
So, overall: still in shock, still very excited. I'm not sure if I will be a great co-head, but I will try, and I have faith in dear Lis who chose me (perhaps more faith then I have in myself).
In the role play today: Ed got tortured! Inteeeense! It is on the MB, though I can provide the link if anyone would like it here.

Traffic is in fact the root of all evil.

Sun, 30 Jul 2006 16:00:52 GMT

I'm back! And very excited to be back. It took a little while for us to get out the door, first saying goodbyes to my grandma after eating a slow lunch. Once we left and got back in the car, I pulled out my iPod though waited for a few minutes to start listening as we stopped at one of the many Wawa's in New Jersey to buy sodas (you pass at least ten on the way through New Jersey, and I am dead serious!). As the playlist continued on many random songs, I put on my headphones and began to listen to Rent, which was actually odd combined with a few of the songs they were playing...my favorite combination: "Light My Candle" from Rent coupled with my sister and her friend singing loudly along with "It's raining men." I stopped Rent a few times as I heard some songs that they played that I really loved, though for the most part I listened to the soundtrack. Once it ended, I put my iPod and headphones away and rested my head on my pillow, simply listening and singing along to songs on the playlist that I loved. We were faced with traffic a few times, and the playlist turned out to be a little too short, but I was fine with that. We came upon the last few songs, the fourth to last being "La Vie Boheme," which was awesome because it was simply my sister, her friend, and I almost belting all the lyrics to that ridiculous song as we were crossing the Bay Bride in Maryland. The song died out to the "Cell Block Tango" from Chicago which my sister's friend and I began singing to. It seemed to take a long time to end, as the last few songs were even longer than La Vie Boheme and the Cell Block Tango. The second to last song, "Free Bird," was around ten minutes long though the second half of it being simply guitar solo. I do love that song, so I was bobbing my head to the guitar solo until the last song, "I would do anything for love but I won't do that," played for twelve minutes. Silence filled the car for the first time in hours. We had some CD's still, so we listened to a little bit of Mamma Mia! as we faced yet even more traffic, this being much more significant and far more painful. I simply closed my eyes and tried to fight off the car sickness, but it was clear that my sister's friend was far worse off...almost whimpering as my sister drove on. She stopped the CD to listen to the radio for traffic reports, and in a serious need of a boost I pulled out my iPod again to listen to the Scarlet Pimpernel, and closed my eyes, simply trying to relax. It was a startling discovery that I had not even payed attention enough to the road when I looked up to see that we were out of traffic. I stared about in wonder, and asked "We're moving?" (Yes, very redundant question, I know). I smiled and continued listening to the music, though stopped it as we came upon our house. This made our trip equal 5 hours and 30 minutes, usually compared to 4 with no traffic. In addition to the annoyance of a fly that was constantly zooming around the car and when you opened the window, it wouldn't leave, it would seem that the trip was absolutely horrible, but I didn't find it that bad. I found a way to enjoy myself, and I didn't get carsick!

Birth month

Sun, 30 Jul 2006 15:45:59 GMT

Birth month
1. Pick your birth month.
2. Strike out anything that doesn't apply to you.
3. Bold the five-ten that best apply to you.
4. Copy to your own journal, with all twelve months under a lj-cut.

MAY:
Stubborn and hard-hearted. Strong-willed and highly motivated. Sharp
thoughts. Easily angered. ~~Attracts others and loves attention.~~ Deep feelings. Beautiful physically and mentally. Firm Standpoint. Needs no
motivation. Easily consoled. Systematic (left brain). Loves to dream.
Strong clairvoyance. Understanding. Sickness usually in the ear and neck. Good imagination. Good physical. Weak breathing. Loves literature
and the arts. ~~Loves traveling.~~ ~~Dislike being at home~~. Restless. Not
having many children. Hardworking. High spirited. Spendthrift.

JANUARY: Stubborn and hard-hearted.
Ambitious and serious. Loves to teach and be taught. Always looking at
people's flaws and weaknesses. Likes to criticize nyahahahahar.
Hardworking and productive. Smart, neat and organized. Sensitive and
has deep thoughts. Knows how to make others happy. Quiet unless excited
or tensed. Rather reserved. Highly attentive. Resistant to illnesses
but prone to colds. Romantic but has
difficulties expressing love. Loves children. Loyal. Has great social
abilities yet easily jealous. Very stubborn and money cautious.

FEBRUARY:
Abstract thoughts. Loves reality and abstract. Intelligent and clever.
Changing personality. Attractive. Sexy. Temperamental. Quiet, shy and
humble. Honest and loyal. Determined to reach goals. Loves freedom.
Rebellious when restricted. Loves aggressiveness. Too sensitive and
easily hurt. Gets angry really easily but does not show it. Dislikes
unnecessary things. Loves making friends but rarely shows it. Daring
and stubborn. Ambitious. Realizes dreams and hopes. Sharp. Loves
entertainment and leisure. Romantic on the inside not outside.
Superstitious and ludicrous. Spendthrift. Tries to learn to show
emotions.

MARCH: Attractive personality. Sexy.
Affectionate. Shy and reserved. Secretive. Naturally honest, generous
and sympathetic. Loves peace and serenity. Sensitive to others. Loves
to serve others. Easily angered. Trustworthy. Appreciative and returns
kindness. Observant and assesses others. Revengeful. Loves to dream and
fantasize. Loves traveling. Loves attention. Hasty decisions in
choosing partners. Loves home decors. Musically talented. Loves special
things. Moody.

APRIL: Active and dynamic. Decisive and
hasty but tends to regret. Attractive and affectionate to oneself.
Strong mentality. Loves attention. Diplomatic. Consoling, friendly and
solves people's problems. Brave and fearless. Adventurous. Loving and
caring. Suave and generous. Emotional. Aggressive. Hasty. Good memory.
Moving. Motivates oneself and others. Sickness usually of the head and
chest. Sexy in a way that only their lover can see.

MAY:
Stubborn and hard-hearted. Strong-willed and highly motivated. Sharp
thoughts. Easily angered. Attracts others and loves attention. Deep
feelings. Beautiful physically and mentally. Firm Standpoint. Needs no
motivation. Easily consoled. Systematic (left brain). Loves to dream.
Strong clairvoyance. Understanding. Sickness usually in the ear and
neck. Good imagination. Good physical. Weak breathing. Loves literature
and the arts. Loves traveling. Dislike being at home. Restless. Not
having many children. Hardworking. High spirited. Spendthrift.

JUNE:
Thinks far with vision. Easily influenced by kindness. Polite and
soft-spoken. Having ideas. Sensitive. Active mind. Hesitating, tends to
delay. Choosy and always wants the best. Temperamental. Funny and
humorous. Loves to joke. Good debating skills. Talkative. Daydreamer.
Friendly. Knows how to make friends. Able to show character. Easily
hurt. Prone to getting colds. Loves to dress up. Easily bored. Fussy.
Seldom shows emotions. Takes time to recover when hurt. Brand
conscious. Executive. Stubborn.

JULY: Fun to be with.
Secretive. Difficult to fathom and to be understood. Quiet unless
excited or tensed. Takes pride in oneself. Has reputation. Easily
consoled. Honest. Concerned about people's feelings. Tactful. Friendly.
Approachable. Emotional temperamental and unpredictable. Moody and
easily hurt. Witty and sparkly. Not revengeful. Forgiving but never
forgets. Dislikes nonsensical and unnecessary things. Guides others
physically and mentally. Sensitive and forms impressions carefully.
Caring and loving. Treats others equally. Strong sense of sympathy.
Wary and sharp. Judges people through observations. Hardworking. No
difficulties in studying. Loves to be alone. Always broods about the
past and the old friends. Likes to be quiet. Homely person. Waits for
friends. Never looks for friends. Not aggressive unless provoked. Prone
to having stomach and dieting problems. Loves to be loved. Easily hurt
but takes long to recover.

AUGUST: Loves to joke.
Attractive. Suave and caring. Brave and fearless. Firm and has
leadership qualities. Knows how to console others. Too generous and
egoistic. Takes high pride in oneself. Thirsty for praises.
Extraordinary spirit. Easily angered. Angry when provoked. Easily
jealous. Observant. Careful and cautious. Thinks quickly. Independent
thoughts. Loves to lead and to be led. Loves to dream. Talented in the
arts, music and defense. Sensitive but not petty. Poor resistance
against illnesses. Learns to relax. Hasty and trusty. Romantic. Loving
and caring. Loves to make friends.

SEPTEMBER: Suave and
compromising. Careful, cautious and organized. Likes to point out
people's mistakes. Likes to criticize. Stubborn. Quiet but able to talk
well. Calm and cool. Kind and sympathetic. Concerned and detailed.
Loyal but not always honest. Does work well. Very confident. Sensitive.
Good memory. Clever and knowledgeable. Loves to look for information.
Must control oneself when criticizing. Able to motivate oneself.
Understanding. Fun to be around. Secretive. Loves leisure and
traveling. Hardly shows emotions. Tends to bottle up feelings. Very
choosy, especially in relationships. Systematic.

OCTOBER:
Loves to chat. Loves those who loves them. Loves to take things at the
center. Inner and physical beauty. Lies but doesn't pretend. Gets angry
often. Treats friends importantly. Always making friends. Easily hurt
but recovers easily. Daydreamer. Opinionated. Does not care of what
others think. Emotional. Decisive. Strong clairvoyance. Loves to
travel, the arts and literature. Touchy and easily jealous. Concerned.
Loves outdoors. Just and fair. Spendthrift. Easily influenced. Easily
loses confidence. Loves children.

NOVEMBER: Has a lot of
ideas. Difficult to fathom. Thinks forward. Unique and brilliant.
Extraordinary ideas. Sharp thinking. Fine and strong clairvoyance. Can
become good doctors. Dynamic in personality. Secretive. Inquisitive.
Knows how to dig secrets. Always thinking. Less talkative but amiable.
Brave and generous. Patient. Stubborn and hard-hearted. If there is a
will, there is a way. Determined. Never give up. Hardly becomes angry
unless provoked. Loves to be alone. Thinks differently from others.
Sharp-minded. Motivates oneself. Does not appreciate praises.
High-spirited. Well-built and tough. Deep love and emotions. Romantic.
Uncertain in relationships. Homely. Hardworking. High abilities.
Trustworthy. Honest and keeps secrets. Not able to control emotions.
Unpredictable.

DECEMBER: Loyal and generous. Sexy.
Patriotic. Active in games and interactions. Impatient and hasty.
Ambitious. Influential in organizations. Fun to be with. Loves to
socialize. Loves praises. Loves attention. Loves to be loved. Honest
and trustworthy. Not pretending. Short tempered. Changing personality.
Not egotistic. Take high pride in oneself. Hates restrictions. Loves to
joke. Good sense of humor. Logical

Lecture

Fri, 28 Jul 2006 13:12:32 GMT

So, yesterday my sister- in the car- begins talking to me about an instance earlier where I was role playing on my grandmother's computer. Immediately she launches into this explanation about how role playing is such a waste of your time. Once my grandma got back in the car they managed to quiet until we got home, where she pulled me into the bedroom to ask why role play is so appealling, asking really uncomfortable questions about what your characters talk about and the like. She also described several times how my "virtual life" was becoming more important then my real one, which annoyed me severely. Her friend also butted in to ask whether people would actually miss me once I'd left. She said, and I quote "I mean, people would miss your character for a few days, but eventually, everyone would forget you." Uhh...that isn't true, right?

Her friend also described the rules, and asking if I was perfectly okay with them. Truthfully, I love the rules! It keeps people in order and prevents Mary Sues. Anyway, I forgot most of the conversation and I don't feel much like posting it, but I thought that all of you should know why I really won't be role playing until I get back to Virginia tomorrow. *sighs*

After the conversation had settled down a bit and I was significantly calmer, they suggested writing another story, and when I said that I never seemed to have an idea, they said "Do something to get you inspired!" and gave me one of their laptops and pulled up microsoft word, and played some soothing celtic music in the backround. At first I thought it was rather strange how they were basically forcing me to write a story, though I eventually came up with an idea and I will start writing more once I get home. Still, I'm not giving up role playing.

On another note, I got nominated for two Message Board Essis! *squees*

Boardwalk

Wed, 26 Jul 2006 13:05:13 GMT

After having gotten off yesterday due to boredom and disappointment about the chat being down, I turned on the TV and started watching random cooking shows until our time that we had planned to leave, a quarter till seven. My grandma, sister, sister's friend and I went out to dinner first, to this wonderful place called the "clam bar," which has the best New England clam chowder I have ever tasted. However, the line was excruciatingly long so instead we went to the boardwalk, the goal in mind to get something there. We started walking along, and for a while I followed my sister in as they both went shopping. I didn't buy anything, instead following them around until I got bored myself and instead sat down with my grandma, grumbling about how long they were taking. Eventually we started moving back towards the car, and we stopped at my favorite place on the boardwalk: the Fudge Kitchen. The Fudge Kitchen is exactly as it sounds: a fudge shop, always bustling with customers, and near the window there is usually someone that is making fudge for people's enjoyment, and someone that is often standing outside and offering samples. Everytime we come to the boardwalk, I insist on buying two blocks of chocolate fudge, which sadly only last me around...two days? Maybe? Still, it is delicious, and I happily carried around my bag until they finished shopping, sneaking bites occasionally. We left the boardwalk at around 8:40, still unfed, and checked the clam bar again, which was far less crowded. We took our seats and ordered soup, me ordering simply a cup of soup which perfectly satisfied my cravings and my hunger. At around 9:20, we got back to the house, where I got dressed and crawled into bed, watching the last of a show on television and then reading until I finished the chapter.

sighs

Mon, 24 Jul 2006 19:53:21 GMT

I believe the angst-fest has passed, so it is safe to talk to me, I believe. *smirks* After watching "The Hunchback of Notre Dame," I feel up-lifted. Actually, not quite, but I am in a much better mood. Now I am simply pressing "refresh" constantly on the role play chat and reading interesting TS's. I apologize thoroughly for the post earlier, and for the fact that I have posted here...three times in one day? Goodness, that's pathetic. I guess that is what happens when you aren't doing much else on the internet.
In the spirit of posting our past works of writing and mocking ourselves, here are some of mine!

Element
Back-story:
It was meant to be a novel of sorts, one which I started writing over two years ago but then stopped writing it only a few months following. I had been, well, "inspired" by reading a story before that, but I must say I absolutely despised my writing style at the time. Sometime last year, however, my sister tells me later that she "found a journal in my desk" because she was looking for a pen, and she started reading it. I was about to begin shouting at her when she said "Oh, it was really good! You have a great writing style!" I could only stare at her. Truthfully, I had received many compliments of the sort recently, especially from essays, but that story was ridiculously embarassing. Still, it was a nice compliment. Here is an excerpt of that story. I'm a tad too embarassed, though, to post all of it. Comments will be in brackets.

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The room brightened more and more with the passing footsteps. An almost dangerous atmosphere arose [okay, actually the original word was "appeared" but that is embarassing! I just had to change it] in the room, like a dark cloud engulfing the sky. A dias appeared in front of him. Tantorin [what kind of name is that, anyway?] smiled, happy at once to have accomplished his goal. [Yeah, really moving first paragraph. Okay, I'm going to stop the sarcasm now]

Not yet though, Tantorin reminded himself, One more thing remains unfinished. He walked toward the dias and looked down at his prize.

Four stones of great value and fame sat upon the dias. A large light shone onto them, reflecting dust caused by a millinium's passing. They were the elemental power stones [Ah! Attack of the choppy sentences!]. They were each about the size of Tantorin's fist, though the power of them was much more impressive. Images of granduer and power passed befoe his eyes as he picked up one of the stones.

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Going to stop there because after I fall victim to endless drabble about the past of these "stones" and attempting to be subtle about it. Yeah, not very fun.

Untitled
Back-story:
Okay, this one was written over a year later, and at least when I read it I do not recoil from the horrible style and plot. Now that I look back, the main character is horribly cliched and not very well thought-out, but at least it seems interesting enough. I think I was acutally inspired while taking a shower...no idea why. I thought "Hey, why don't I write a story about a cold and apathetic assassin! That would be so cool!" Yeah, not really that cool.

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A woman stood there, back slightly arched as she casually leaned against the stone wall. Alert cold eyes rested on a shadow above her. The shadow moved, stealthily but with the knowledge of the person lurking below [Don't much care for the wording there, but oh well.]. Her eyes flickered back to level, unfeeling. A voice speaking resonated in the distance, ending the penetrating silence.

"I'm fine to walk from here, thank you." A man stepped out of a carriage. A brief exchange of farewell, a clattering of hooves, and then silence. Quickly her dark eyes glanced up, impatience making her fingernails bite into her clenched fists. She waited for the affirmation to come...she shifted uncomfortably, unable to bear the silence- the footsteps of the man now walking down the street towards her...the footsteps ceased to be faint, becoming so loud it took all of her effort to maintain her sanity. Slowly the man came further into her view- she could now clearly see his height...his hair...those eyes...[*dies* Attack of the constant use of ellipses! Run for your life! *squeaks*] impulse gripped her, she reached down to finger the sheath at her belt- [CLIMAX, te he]

A resounding thud filled the air, such a contrast to the silence before it. Barely a gasp came from the man before her...he merely stammered incomprehensible speech, unable to remove the knife penetrating from his chest. [*collective gasp*]

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Okay, done with that for now. The next few paragraphs I don't care for as much. Did you notice that I was so uncreative that I didn't even decide on a name for this woman for the first section of it? During this time, she was just "she" and "her". Believe it or not, I also wrote the very first part of this story after having my brain wracked from an English midterm. Go figure.

Upcoming trip

Mon, 24 Jul 2006 13:46:41 GMT

So, news on my relatively boring life.

Printer isn't working, which means I can't print of my work for my AP World History summer assignment.

Instead the saved documents rot in Microsoft Word. Fun.
Yesterday my family and I went to church, me with a horrible headache and my eyes being rather bothered by my contacts for some odd reason (my mom suspected it was allergies). Sadly, we chose to sit in front of this family of four: two children, a toddler who would not stop talking and an infant who wouldn't stop crying. Sounds perfect, right? Just the right atmosphere for someone almost constantly rubbing their temples while also trying to pay attention to the readings. There was also another child that cried so loudly that the mother finally took her out of the church, though you could still hear the crying.

Once I got home I took my contacts out and got on the computer, getting off to have a quick lunch which I tried to eat so fast so I could get back on the computer but I instead ended up burning the roof of my mouth. Reaaaally smart, Danielle.

I role played for a while before my dad kicked me off a little before three, and I went in my room and stared out the window, simply absorbed in thought. One of the neighbors had the radio on a loud rap station so I scowled and got my own music to drown out the incredibly loud music and when my dad told me he was off I got back on the computer. I role played for several more hours, around 6 or so I had begun to worry about how much time I would be able to continue, because there was a lot of stuff happening. I brought something downstairs for a moment, and my parents gasped and said "Who is this?!" My mom said, "Oh, I think its our daughter!" Yes, isn't that so funny? I almost forgot to laugh *eye roll*.

Anyway, went back on and was about to have to exit my characters when my parents called me down to dinner, about ten minutes earlier. I didn't have time to exit them properly, so simply said "brb" and went downstairs for dinner, accepting my plate and almost fidgeting with anticipation. I tried to think of possible excuses of getting back up there after dinner as I ate my food, alarmingly quick. We had salmon steaks, rice, and spinach, and with the roof of my mouth still burned, I forced myself to eat faster. Luckily everyone else was so absorbed in eating that they did not even notice just how quickly I inhaled my food and excused myself from the table to "get something upstairs." I got off the computer, feeling elated, and did the dishes before sitting down to watch "Something's Gotta Give" (ha, funny movie)

So, more updates? I'm leaving for New Jersey tomorrow for a 5-day trip. I'm actually looking forward to this one! It should be fun, and because she has a computer I will be able to visit the chat and message board and hopefully role play. I role played last time I went over spring break, so I don't see much of a trouble beign able to role play...an hour a day? Less? Who knows, but I think I should spend a lot of time still with my grandma. Also, my parents aren't coming. My sister, her best friend, and I are the only ones going, and it should be an enjoyable ride because we all have the same taste in music, and have brought all of our CD's. I still have to pack today, but it should be an enjoyable trip. My only regret is that when I first strated typing this post, I had another window up trying to access the role play chat and it isn't working *sighs*. I don't know if it was one of those days that it had to be down before it would begin working again, but I did want to get on to maybe have one last role play to say "goodbye" for the week. Oh well...maybe it will start working later. Maybe I might even still have a good day. (Yeah, go figure.) I can pack and I have been in the mood to watch a movie for a while so I may just do that.

So, if the chat does not get up and running before I leave tomorrow, know that I love you bunches and will see you later...hopefully in New Jersey!

Sun, 23 Jul 2006 16:58:55 GMT

Okay, I finally took the time to upload them all! I won't post all of them here, though- just ones that I really liked.

Hoover Dam:

Ghost Town:

An old blacksmithy!

Mountains!

Los Angeles/Hollywood:

I actually forgot what that was. Pretty though, isn't it?

...I am such a nerd.

Yay, Harrison Ford! I also have a picture of his star.

We drove a long while just to find a decent area where we could take a picture of the Hollywood sign.

Santa Monica Pier:

I kept stopping at random areas to take pictures of the beach *grins* I have a good sense of what will make a good picture and what won't. My mom says that I am a very good photographer.

San Diego:

Seals!

That was simply my artistic mind freaking out. I saw the rock and I waited several times until the wave crashed on it. I think it came out rather well.

Ahh! Such a nerd! When I saw that ship, I was like "OMG! Hornblower! Horatio Hornblower!" (Horatio Hornblower is both a book series and an A&E mini-series. I have not read the books, though the mini-series is brilliant and stars Ioan Gruffudd)

Mexico:

I couldn't resist taking a picture of the actual border.

I took this picture on a bridge, and found I could get a good view of the main part of Tijuana.

I like how this picture turned out, considering it was at an awkward angle because I was sitting down at the time.

Sat, 22 Jul 2006 15:59:11 GMT

So, on the computer around 4:45 last night when I begin to hear thunder. I was just trying to sign off the computer when I saw a flash and heard a crack only a split-second after it, and immeadiately I saw the lights dim, and static filled the air. For one drowsy moment I had thought that the lightning bolt struck our house, and felt light-headed. I stared over at the computer and saw that it was still functioning, but the second before I had been talking to my friends on MSN messenger. The messenger wasn't working, now. Internet wasn't working either. Worried, I shut off the computer as I heard another crack. I was severely worried at this point, but I simply crawled into my room. I considered listening to music, deciding against my player that plugs into the wall and instead grabbing my iPod and listening to cheerful songs until my mood was slightly improved. After I listened to a few songs and saw that the storm had begun to die down, I got up slowly and turned on the computer to see if it was still working, and typed more on a profile for a new character.

I loved this; it was so accurate!

You Have Your Sarcastic Moments

While you're not sarcastic at all times, you definitely have a cynical edge.
In your opinion, not all people are annoying. Some are dead!
And although you do have your genuine moments, you can't help getting your zingers in.
Some people might be a little hurt by your sarcasm, but it's more likely they think you're hilarious.

Steelsings and the role play chat

Thu, 20 Jul 2006 19:54:08 GMT

Okay, so the chat dies for a looong time, and then it begins working again, and then it dies...again. Sadly, I had thought that it would only happen once in the day, surely, because it couldn't happen several times. Apparently, it could happen several times. It is not nearly as bad as when it happened last time, where it lasted almost an entire day, but how horrible! The chat is mocking us! I had been role playing with two characters this time when it just crashed, and now I have forced myself to exit the chat in hope that my patience will cause it to work again. *sighs* Sadly, I don't have most of the usernames for AIM so I can't rant thoroughly. So, if anyone is reading this that hasn't already given me their AIM name, please give me your's? It is incredibly hard to rant to my friends in real life about a chat not working, and I temporarily loose my insanity when the chat goes down. After the first time, I had to make myself a playlist on iTunes with love songs to cheer myself up, while I also went to a website (neopets, if you must know) that I was a member of looong ago, but which I only go to to have arguments in the message boards (when I was in incredibly cynical moods). This time, I went to their role play boards and made fun of a lot of the members to a point where my friend (in RL) had to remind me "Danielle! They're just little kids!" after I had made comments such as "this person needs to be introduced to a grammatical concept: the comma" or "how can they have already-created relationships here? They don't do that in real role play." And then, my friend has to remind me, again, "Well, they aren't a member of real role play." So, uhh, thanks friend. I want the chat to work again! I am dying here!

Thu, 20 Jul 2006 17:36:58 GMT

So, today started completely normally. After working on some of my homework, I started working a little more on my newest character for the role play. However, around 10 am, my sister trudges upstairs and tells me angrily "I told you that if I was still sleeping after 9 o'clock you were supposed to wake me up!" Now, I had absolutely no idea what she was talking about so simply stared, "No, you didn't. You never said anything!" She went on about this, saying that she said it once. Yes, like I am supposed to remember after her saying once that I have to wake her up early when these times come? I know that it wasn't this summer, so how does she expect me to remember something she said, I don't know, maybe last summer? And then, she mentions that we needed to wash the car. A few moments before, my mom had called the house and asked whether she was awake, because the car had to get washed. I had no idea, and my sister also shouted about how she was having lunch with her boyfriend at noon and how washing the car takes a while, and she ordered me to get everything ready while she dressed. I asked why I had to do it, and- I know, she was nervous, she was upset, but still how does she expect me to wake her up? If she had a date to go to and she wanted to wake up early, she could have taken her alarm clock downstairs. Usually she doesn't sleep that late anyway.

While washing the car we listened to Mamma Mia! and finished around half the CD by the time we had finished, my anger nearly subsided, because though I get fairly angry at times, I can never remain so for that long. I got on to role play, and now the chat is freaking out slightly, so if anyone is about to post in their livejournal...uhh, is the same thing happening to you?

On yet another note, I was looking through my old livejournal and looked at my first post. For your amusement, I have provided it here.

Welcome to the disturbing mind of yours truly. I hope you have a good time listening to my long rants about life.
Warnings
1. If you would like to start an arguement with me, okay. Please respect my opinion. If you don't, I tend to get extremely angry. Note: my arguements have been known to last for hours!
2. If I seem emotionally unstable at times, please forgive me. I tend to freak out sometimes when something weird has happened to me.
There will be more later since my brain right now has shut down due to it being after school.

Relatives and things.

Tue, 18 Jul 2006 21:33:07 GMT

I woke up this morning and found that my relatives who had planned to leave that morning were still there. I had breakfast and watches as they got ready, then waved good-bye as they drove away on their motorcycle. I will be seeing them again in August for my 5 day-long trip to Wisconsin, but it was still nice to say bye properly. I went on to do some of my homework and began role playing, taking a quick break to make lunch before getting back on. My friend called me at one point to ask about the AP World History summer assignment and we had a nice ten minute phone conversation before I got back to role play. Around that time my sister comes into the office and asks whether I would like to watch a movie with her, and I asked for some time. Once I had gotten off the computer, we went into her room where we had decided to watch "Elizabethtown" on her laptop screen. I sat comfortably on her bed, a bowl of popcorn between us and a soda on her nightstand. After an hour or so, my sister suddenly stands and says that she needs to help clean up the basement before continuing with the movie. After helping her peel the tape off of the backs of all the artwork that had been on the wall for her graduation party, I went back upstairs- having made an agreement to watch the rest of the movie tomorrow.
On another note, I finished my nice Socrates quote icon!