November 3rd, 2001


mah PANTS!

I love these pants. They're from last year, so they're 2-3 sizes too big, but they're all comfy and paint-spattered. :D
and warm. Oh so very warm.
  • Current Music
    less than jake - Gainsville Rock City


My aunt and uncle just left. They'll not be back until Christmas.
*purr* I have my 'room' back. (the room with the computer). heheh.
I love my relatives and all, but my aunt is quite annoying. My uncle's pretty cool. (Nicole made him like punk music. HAH!)

*turns off the fan*
*purrs again*

Hmm. *looks at clock* Michael should be taking his SAT II right now.
Good luck, Michael! :D

pfft, like he needs it. The boy's too friggin' smart for his own good, methinks. He'll ace it, no problem. (and no, I don't believe in 'jinxes'. HAH)


Random Things to Know Right This Instant:

- is funny. I can't explain why, it just IS.
- I love my linen shirts (I have two). My only issues with them is that they.. um... are stressed at the chest level. -_-; might help if I put on a bra, but y'know, I slept in this, and I don't wanna. I should go shower. I probably will, later.
- my youngest sister, Emma, CUTEST CHILD ALIVE, drew me a picture! isn't she sweet?

That's Emma, the kitty, and me. :D
- mm, string cheese. ^_^ I kinda haven't eaten in a few days, and that's not cool. *nibbles* cheesy goodness!
- I'm not going to RenFair with Liz and Hirsch and Adam and all that lot. Hmm. I just didn't want to go. Can't explain it. Oh well. Never been, one more year of not going isn't going to kill me.
- Nicole is more than likely going to make me take her shopping. Looks like her list of stores inclue Hot Topic (that store disturbs me more and more. I like some of their stuff, but it's just so.... trendy. I dunno. It disturbs me.), Lane Bryant, and Value Village. I wanna get stuff at Value Village and tear it up to make it look completely unlike it did before. Now that my clothing during the week no longer has to be change-able in under 5 minutes so I can make it to marching band, I can wear whatever I damn well please. HAHA! (and if Emily says anything about my wardrobe, I swear, I WILL tell her to fuck off. I will. Really.)
- is looking more and more cool. *ponders*
- must... finish... site design! this is giving me more trouble than anything I've done in a while. I can't decide how I want it to look. *scratches head*
- Fantasia! I love this movie. *purrs*
- I also need to submit some LJ mood icons. I'm thinking a little dragon (With wings! :D)...or maybe Makenzie' Locker characters? (hehehe). Hmm. Mayhaps a lizard or a frog. Frogs are cute. *ponders*
- y'know what I discovered yesterday? I really, really suck at Marvel vs. Capcom. ^_^; I've never played before and all the guys in the band hall laughed at me. A lot.
- egad! the leters on my keyboard are wearing off! O.O either I type too much, ir this thing was rather cheaply made. Maybe a little of both....
- I am 39% Raver.

Well, I have been to a rave. I probably know a bunch of ravers, but they may think of me as an outsider. That's okay, at least I am not a complete freak.
Take the RAVER Test at!
e_O; I've never been to a rave... I know no ravers that I'm aware of... okay...
  • Current Music
    Fantasia is on behind me - Night on Bald Mountain. I LOVE it! :D

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wheee, shopping.
got some stripey shirts that are about three sizes too small for me at Value Village for around a dollar. Gonna cut off the sleeves. Mmm, arm sock-y goodness. :D
At Lane Bryant, I found this awesome bodice-thing! It's so cool... all stretchy and black! *grin* also found a velvety shirt with this kickass cross. Unfortunately, it had these fake diamond-y rhinestones... so I'm getting rid of those now, leaving only four metal studs and a cool silver cross design. Glee!

storytime! :D

She was breathing hard.
Run, child
She ran.
They know what you are
The tree branches ripped at her face and clothes, ripping flesh and cloth as she ran
They reek of terror
She stumbled on a tree root hidden in the leaves of late autumn.
They reek of hatred
They were upon her before she could stand.
It was twelve against one; a dozen grown men fighting a weakened girl of fifteen.
You will survive
"Pretty for one of those freaks, ain't she?"
We cannot reach you in time...
"Not so dangerous once 'er clothes are off!"
Close your eyes, child
"By the stars, does she never die?"
But they will be punished in this world and the next
"They never die right off."
They fear what they cannot understand
There was the sound of a sword being drawn.
But we try to protect our own
"You can't be too sure."
A flash of metal, a sword raised in the moonlight that filtered down through the trees.
"Look out!"
There was a low growl behind them, then to the side, then all around.
A blinding attack left them with throats ripped, bodies splayed in all directions. Panting heavily, the wolves nudged the fallen girl, licking her wounds. One stayed with her. Another paced around them, listening for any sound from the forest. The others dissolved back into the shadows.
The girl breathed shallowly. One half her face was a bloody mess, her body was covered in bruises and scraped from rough handling. Her arms and legs were scratched from her flight. A few times, she stopped breathing, only to return with a coughing breath that brought up blood.

One of the younger had returned.
Help comes
A gangly youth stumbled into the clearing and was instantly surrounded. Nervous, he reached for a dagger that was no longer there. A black wolf dropped it beside the girl and stared at him. Swallowing nervously, the boy looked around. The men lay where they had fallen, here and there already the ants were steadily taking care of the corpses. Suddenly he fell forward; one of the wolves had nudged him. Catching his balance, he edged toward the girl, his stomach turning as he looked at her wounds. Blood everywhere, matted and dried in her long hair, on her face, on her lips, her arms and hands, her stomach, between her legs, it had turned the dirt on which she lay into a deep red mud that had since dried and been moistened by the morning's dew. Some fresh, some old. But she still breathed. He knelt beside her, hesitantly moving to pick her up. The wolves watched him, a few growling faintly when her breath hissed through gritted teeth at the movement. Unsteadily, he lifted her. The pack moved around him, hiding in the trees, as he carried her slowly through the woods towards the town.
He will help
He glanced down at her, at a face that might have been pretty, once.
He might have been one of them, once
Her one eye opened, an eerie amber stare took in his face for a moment before she passed out again.
He would not harm her
The wolves held back as he approached the old tavern on the outskirts of the town.
His sight has faded beyond repair... But he will understand
But will she?
  • Current Music
    Blind Guardian - Imaginations From The Other Side

pretty.... I feel pretty...

along with the bodice-thing, I got this strapess bra so I don't look absolutely silly when I wear it (the bodice-thing has spaghetti straps and is rather low cut). I likes. I likes a LOT. and I usually hate my underwear. Huh. Who knew.
Also got a nice black jacket, since my mom is starting to give my other black jackets that same look she gave my favorite black T-shirt right before she threw it out. *meep*

I can't remember liking how I look this much in... a long time. Buah!
*glances down* hello, cleavage. O.O;; haven't seen that in a while (I wear mostly men's shirts, with collars right up around my neck. Marvel at my guy's band tan! :D hehe)
  • Current Music
    Blind Guardian - Another Holy War