Sunday, June 6, 2010
Friday, April 9, 2010
Thursday, February 11, 2010
Theme Thursday - Mirror
http://www.fanfiction.net/s/5729428/1/Loved
I have read the House of Night series of books - well, the ones that have come out so far - and I am a huge fan. My two favorite characters are Damien and Jack, and I am writing a FanFic of the two of them. The link for the story is above, and, although it would make more sense to you if you read the books and/or the entire "chapter", here is an excerpt from the first "chapter":
His expression became puzzled and concerned. “Is there something wrong, Damien?” he asked, concern coloring his voice.
“Oh, no, no, no, no, no, not at all!!” I insisted. “They’re so beautiful.”
He grinned widely. “Really? What are they?”
“Well, there are plugs… and ribbons... and bows…”
His smile got wider. “It’s me!!”
I smiled back. “It sure is. There are also swirls and gorgeous twinkling stars,” I told him.
He giggled and his eyes filled with curiousity. “Like yours? Can I see??” he asked me eagerly. Shaunee whipped out a mirror and handed it to him. I looked at her with a question on my face, and she shrugged.
“You never know when you’ll need a mirror,” she explained.
I laughed. “Of course!!”
"So true, Twin!" Erin agreed, and I turned to her. Erin had pulled out her own mirror, and she had it in her hand and was fixing her hair. Shaunee took it and began fixing her own hair, and I laughed at the Twin-liness of it all.
Chuckling, I turned back to Jack, my figure still bent over his body. He gasped as I held the mirror up for him. He stared into the mirror for a few moments, unmoving, then he grabbed the mirror delicately with the hand that had been strangling the sheet and looked at his face from all sides. He scooted up higher so he was in more of a sitting position, and he examined his new tattoos.
A new tear rolled down his cheek. “The stars and swirls… They’re just like yours.” He choked out. “We do belong together.” A round of tears fell down his cheeks, happy tears this time.
I smiled at him as I felt tears begin to roll down my cheeks. “That’s exactly what I thought. And exactly what I know.” I told him around my tears.
I have read the House of Night series of books - well, the ones that have come out so far - and I am a huge fan. My two favorite characters are Damien and Jack, and I am writing a FanFic of the two of them. The link for the story is above, and, although it would make more sense to you if you read the books and/or the entire "chapter", here is an excerpt from the first "chapter":
His expression became puzzled and concerned. “Is there something wrong, Damien?” he asked, concern coloring his voice.
“Oh, no, no, no, no, no, not at all!!” I insisted. “They’re so beautiful.”
He grinned widely. “Really? What are they?”
“Well, there are plugs… and ribbons... and bows…”
His smile got wider. “It’s me!!”
I smiled back. “It sure is. There are also swirls and gorgeous twinkling stars,” I told him.
He giggled and his eyes filled with curiousity. “Like yours? Can I see??” he asked me eagerly. Shaunee whipped out a mirror and handed it to him. I looked at her with a question on my face, and she shrugged.
“You never know when you’ll need a mirror,” she explained.
I laughed. “Of course!!”
"So true, Twin!" Erin agreed, and I turned to her. Erin had pulled out her own mirror, and she had it in her hand and was fixing her hair. Shaunee took it and began fixing her own hair, and I laughed at the Twin-liness of it all.
Chuckling, I turned back to Jack, my figure still bent over his body. He gasped as I held the mirror up for him. He stared into the mirror for a few moments, unmoving, then he grabbed the mirror delicately with the hand that had been strangling the sheet and looked at his face from all sides. He scooted up higher so he was in more of a sitting position, and he examined his new tattoos.
A new tear rolled down his cheek. “The stars and swirls… They’re just like yours.” He choked out. “We do belong together.” A round of tears fell down his cheeks, happy tears this time.
I smiled at him as I felt tears begin to roll down my cheeks. “That’s exactly what I thought. And exactly what I know.” I told him around my tears.
Monday, February 1, 2010
>:(
"Oh, you know who I'd love to see on stage together just once? Adam Lambert and any sense of personal restraint. Could happen. Anything could happen at the Grammys!!" -- Stephen Colbert at the Grammys last night. You want a lack of personal restraint?! I'll SHOW you a lack of personal restraint!! I will send you a very angry email. TAKE THAT. Poor Adam. Hope he's okay. He was probably like, "Hey. That guy said my name. Heyyyyyyy!!!!!" So rude. That's wicked rude. Does this guy do this often?
That's kinda wicked rude because girls have been doing what Adam did for a long time, and nobody's cared. I always tell people when the topic surfaces that if Britney Spears or someone had done what'd he done, nobody would've cared. Just another day in the life of celebrities. But nooooooooo, because he's a guy, let's get all upset about it!!! He doesn't regret anything. He said the only thing he regrets is that he didn't sing better. People ask him if he did it over, would he do it all different? He says he would sing better. So, yeah, Stephen. Maybe you should've thought about that.
"I don't feel like I owe anyone an apology... I did something female performers have been doing for years. All of a sudden a guy does it, and it's crazy. I do think there's a slight double standard." "I think the adrenaline kind of took me over... I admit and I'm kind of proud of the fact that I did get a little carried away. I had a good time and I was merely interpreting the lyrics of my song. It wasn't meant to piss anyone off, it wasn't meant to hurt anyone or cause any problems." "I'm sexual person, and maybe people didn't see that on American Idol... But now ... they do." --- All Adam quotes about the AMA performance. There are many more quotes, but all along these lines. See the first quote? We are in agreeance.
So, Stephen Colbert, if your this rude often, don't do it. It's simply not nice.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=EAMKrafp_T4 (can't embed it)
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=X1Fqn9du7xo (can't embed it)
Thursday, January 21, 2010
Saturday, January 16, 2010
If... (A Meme From Wings)
If...
If I were a month, I’d be October.
If I were a day of the week, I’d be Thursday.
If I were a time of day, I’d be midnight.
If I were a planet, I’d be Jupiter.
If I were a sea animal, I’d be a dolphin.
If I were a direction, I’d be north.
If I were a piece of furniture, I’d be a beanbag chair.
If I were a liquid, I’d be water.
If I were a gemstone, I’d be sapphire.
If I were a tree, I’d be a Charlie Brown tree.
If I were a tool, I’d be a spork.
If I were a flower, I’d be a weed.
If I were a kind of weather, I’d be rain.
If I were a musical instrument, I’d be a harmonica.
If I were a color, I’d be yellow.
If I were an emotion, I’d be exuberance.
If I were a fruit, I’d be a pineapple.
If I were a sound, I’d be music.
If I were an element, I’d be krypton.
If I were a car, I’d be a Batmobile.
If I were a food, I’d be a pierogi.
If I were a place, I’d be a concert.
If I were a material, I’d be silk.
If I were a taste, I’d be chocolate orange.
If I were a scent, I’d be vanilla.
If I were an object, I’d be a disc.
If I were a body part, I'd be an eye.
If I were a facial expression, I’d be a smile.
If I were a song, I’d be Keeps Getting Better.
If I were a pair of shoes, I’d be giant, epic boots.
If I were a month, I’d be October.
If I were a day of the week, I’d be Thursday.
If I were a time of day, I’d be midnight.
If I were a planet, I’d be Jupiter.
If I were a sea animal, I’d be a dolphin.
If I were a direction, I’d be north.
If I were a piece of furniture, I’d be a beanbag chair.
If I were a liquid, I’d be water.
If I were a gemstone, I’d be sapphire.
If I were a tree, I’d be a Charlie Brown tree.
If I were a tool, I’d be a spork.
If I were a flower, I’d be a weed.
If I were a kind of weather, I’d be rain.
If I were a musical instrument, I’d be a harmonica.
If I were a color, I’d be yellow.
If I were an emotion, I’d be exuberance.
If I were a fruit, I’d be a pineapple.
If I were a sound, I’d be music.
If I were an element, I’d be krypton.
If I were a car, I’d be a Batmobile.
If I were a food, I’d be a pierogi.
If I were a place, I’d be a concert.
If I were a material, I’d be silk.
If I were a taste, I’d be chocolate orange.
If I were a scent, I’d be vanilla.
If I were an object, I’d be a disc.
If I were a body part, I'd be an eye.
If I were a facial expression, I’d be a smile.
If I were a song, I’d be Keeps Getting Better.
If I were a pair of shoes, I’d be giant, epic boots.
Thursday, January 14, 2010
Thursday, January 7, 2010
Theme Thursday - Polka Dots
Dedicated to Sarah and Adam
It was a dark and stormy night.
Well, not really.
That was just the eyeshadow. Dark Storm. It's got a real dusky sorta look to it, that I really like. I was putting it on now, when I heard the door crack open.
"Adam?" I heard my name called. I spun around, eyeshadow in hand.
"Yes?"
"Are you ready to go yet?"
I spun back around to look in the mirror. "Not yet," I told him.
"Adam, you have to be done soon. We've got to go in," he checked his watch, "ten minutes!! Ten minutes, Adam, if we want to be at least sort-of on time."
"Hold on, hold on, hold on!!" I whispered.
Kris sighed. He walked over to me and handed me my eyeliner.
"Thank you!!" I cried, stealing it from his hand, putting the empty container of eyeshadow down, and working on a quick layer of eyeliner.
I heard Kris pace over to the back of the room and grab his coat. He sat down on the bed, and started tying his shoes. I finished my eyeliner, threw the pencil on the table, and jumped up. I stuck rhinestones around my eyes, for added effect. Spreading a quick layer of glitter across my face (and a little in my uber-styled hair), I slipped on my platform glitter boots, grabbed my sparkling knee-length trench coat/jacket, grabbed his hand and ran out of the room.
I heard him shut the door behind us as we sprinted down the long hallway. I started running backwards as I looked at him and smiled.
"How do I look?" I asked him loudly as I paced backwards.
"Fine. Turn around!!" his eyes went around me, so I spun around and almost ran into a stagehand carrying four Coke glasses. For the judges, I assumed.
"Hey!!" she shouted.
We skidded to a halt, and pivoted.
"What?" I shrieked, out of breath.
"You guys are on soon!!" she yelled at us.
"We know!!" we turned to run farther down the hall, but stopped when she yelled "Hey!!" again.
We stopped again.
"What?!" Kris shouted back.
"Can I have your autograph?"
Kris sighed, and we ran back to her. She pulled out a pad of paper, and I whipped out a silver-sparkle pen. Kris looked at me, his eyes saying, "What?". I just shook my head and signed her paper. I handed him the pen and he jotted down his name, sighing at my flourish of a signature.
"Thank you," she sighed. Kris hugged her quick and I gave her a quick kiss on the cheek. We turned and ran back down the hall. We passed a wardrobe rack, and I yelled, "Stop!!"
Kris spun around. "What now?!"
I finally found my lucky polka-dot scarf!! I grabbed it quick, waved it in Kris' face, and tied it as I ran past him. I heard him sigh again, and he raced after me.
We finally reached the huge doors at the back of the stage. We both braced ourselves, and I tucked my scarf into my shirt.
"Hey," Kris said next to me. Breathing heavy, I looked at him.
"Yeah?" I answered.
"Good luck, man." he told me.
"You, too."
He looked down, then walked the quick steps to me and hugged me.
"Good luck," I whispered.
He pulled away. "Oh yeah!!" he yelled, getting pumped.
"Yeah!!" I shrieked up at the ceiling. We both started laughing, until we heard our musical cue. We heard Ryan speaking, and we heard our names.
"Here they are - our two finalists, Adam Lambert and Kris Allen!!"
I grabbed his hand, raised it in the air, and dropped it. I looked at him, he met my eyes, and I smiled. He smiled back.
The door raised into the air, and my hand flew to my neck, feeling the lucky scarf. The lucky polka-dots, black background, white circles, and one red circle - the "red" sheep of the bunch. Me.
I tucked it back in, and Kris and I walked out to pumping music and cheering crowds. We walked to the front center stage together, looked out at the crowd, and I looked at Kris.
Kris nodded. I grabbed his hand, as we had backstage, we threw our heads up to look at the sky, and shrieked, in unison, "WHOO!!"
"I think he's happier that he can be himself and it's nice, Adam is who he is and he's not afraid. I support him in whatever he does." - Kris Allen on Adam Lambert
"I was like, 'Oh, s***, they put me with the cute guy,' Distracting! He's the one guy I found attractive in the whole group on the show: nice, nonchalant, pretty and totally my type — except that he has a wife. I mean, he's open-minded and liberal, but he's definitely 100 percent straight." - Adam Lambert on [being roommates with] Kris Allen
I used some things the guys actually said (Adam) to describe things.
It was a dark and stormy night.
Well, not really.
That was just the eyeshadow. Dark Storm. It's got a real dusky sorta look to it, that I really like. I was putting it on now, when I heard the door crack open.
"Adam?" I heard my name called. I spun around, eyeshadow in hand.
"Yes?"
"Are you ready to go yet?"
I spun back around to look in the mirror. "Not yet," I told him.
"Adam, you have to be done soon. We've got to go in," he checked his watch, "ten minutes!! Ten minutes, Adam, if we want to be at least sort-of on time."
"Hold on, hold on, hold on!!" I whispered.
Kris sighed. He walked over to me and handed me my eyeliner.
"Thank you!!" I cried, stealing it from his hand, putting the empty container of eyeshadow down, and working on a quick layer of eyeliner.
I heard Kris pace over to the back of the room and grab his coat. He sat down on the bed, and started tying his shoes. I finished my eyeliner, threw the pencil on the table, and jumped up. I stuck rhinestones around my eyes, for added effect. Spreading a quick layer of glitter across my face (and a little in my uber-styled hair), I slipped on my platform glitter boots, grabbed my sparkling knee-length trench coat/jacket, grabbed his hand and ran out of the room.
I heard him shut the door behind us as we sprinted down the long hallway. I started running backwards as I looked at him and smiled.
"How do I look?" I asked him loudly as I paced backwards.
"Fine. Turn around!!" his eyes went around me, so I spun around and almost ran into a stagehand carrying four Coke glasses. For the judges, I assumed.
"Hey!!" she shouted.
We skidded to a halt, and pivoted.
"What?" I shrieked, out of breath.
"You guys are on soon!!" she yelled at us.
"We know!!" we turned to run farther down the hall, but stopped when she yelled "Hey!!" again.
We stopped again.
"What?!" Kris shouted back.
"Can I have your autograph?"
Kris sighed, and we ran back to her. She pulled out a pad of paper, and I whipped out a silver-sparkle pen. Kris looked at me, his eyes saying, "What?". I just shook my head and signed her paper. I handed him the pen and he jotted down his name, sighing at my flourish of a signature.
"Thank you," she sighed. Kris hugged her quick and I gave her a quick kiss on the cheek. We turned and ran back down the hall. We passed a wardrobe rack, and I yelled, "Stop!!"
Kris spun around. "What now?!"
I finally found my lucky polka-dot scarf!! I grabbed it quick, waved it in Kris' face, and tied it as I ran past him. I heard him sigh again, and he raced after me.
We finally reached the huge doors at the back of the stage. We both braced ourselves, and I tucked my scarf into my shirt.
"Hey," Kris said next to me. Breathing heavy, I looked at him.
"Yeah?" I answered.
"Good luck, man." he told me.
"You, too."
He looked down, then walked the quick steps to me and hugged me.
"Good luck," I whispered.
He pulled away. "Oh yeah!!" he yelled, getting pumped.
"Yeah!!" I shrieked up at the ceiling. We both started laughing, until we heard our musical cue. We heard Ryan speaking, and we heard our names.
"Here they are - our two finalists, Adam Lambert and Kris Allen!!"
I grabbed his hand, raised it in the air, and dropped it. I looked at him, he met my eyes, and I smiled. He smiled back.
The door raised into the air, and my hand flew to my neck, feeling the lucky scarf. The lucky polka-dots, black background, white circles, and one red circle - the "red" sheep of the bunch. Me.
I tucked it back in, and Kris and I walked out to pumping music and cheering crowds. We walked to the front center stage together, looked out at the crowd, and I looked at Kris.
Kris nodded. I grabbed his hand, as we had backstage, we threw our heads up to look at the sky, and shrieked, in unison, "WHOO!!"
"I think he's happier that he can be himself and it's nice, Adam is who he is and he's not afraid. I support him in whatever he does." - Kris Allen on Adam Lambert
"I was like, 'Oh, s***, they put me with the cute guy,' Distracting! He's the one guy I found attractive in the whole group on the show: nice, nonchalant, pretty and totally my type — except that he has a wife. I mean, he's open-minded and liberal, but he's definitely 100 percent straight." - Adam Lambert on [being roommates with] Kris Allen
I used some things the guys actually said (Adam) to describe things.
Friday, January 1, 2010
First Post of 2010 at 12:00 AM!!!!!!!!!!!!
Happy New Year, dahlin's!!!! Hope your 2010 is filled with as much epicness as you've given me, times infinity!!!! HAPPY NEW YEAR!!!!Thursday, December 31, 2009
End of Year Meme
Electronic Cerebrectomy posted this (got it from some Tumblr), then Wings got ahold of it. Now it's my turn!! Read it and weep.
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1. What did you do in 2009 that you’d never done before?
Performed in a play, went to Halloween Horror Nights, turned 14. Bunch of stuff.
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2. Did you keep your new years’ resolutions, and will you make more for next year?
I actually do not remember many of my New Years' resolutions except not fighting with my kid brother, which I definitely broke that. Three new resolutions I am making for this new year is to improve my mind and learn Vulcan or Klingon. Preferably Vulcan. And to finish the Sherlock Holmes books.
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3. Did anyone close to you give birth?
No.
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7.What dates from 2009 will remain etched upon your memory and why?
June 25. I went to Six Flags that day, and, as we were leaving, I was told Michael Jackson and Farrah Fawcett had died. How unfortunate.
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8.What was your biggest achievement of the year?
Performed in a play. 'Animal Farm'.
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9. What was your biggest failure?
My mind.
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10. Did you suffer illness or injury?
Got some colds, I suppose.
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11. What was the best thing you bought?
'Star Trek' DVD!!!!!!!!!!!
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12. Whose behavior merited celebration?
My big brother and his wife!!
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13. Whose behavior made you appalled and depressed?
Murrrrrrrrrrrrh don't want to talk about it...
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14. Where did most of your money go?
Either saved it, or spent it on epic purchases!!!
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15. What did you get really, really, really excited about?
'Star Trek'!!!!!
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16. What song will always remind you of 2009?
'Boom Boom Pow' by the Black Eyed Peas.
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17. Compared to this time last year, are you:
a) happier or sadder? happier, most certainly!!
b) thinner or fatter? fatter, but don't judge, I'm growing!
c) richer or poorer? as Wings said, "Richer, in more ways than one."
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18. What do you wish you’d done more of?
Acting.
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19. What do you wish you’d done less of?
Panicking!!
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20. How will you be spending Christmas?
I spent Christmas with close family, relatves, and, though I wasn't there, I spoke with friends. Epic Christmas!!
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21. Did you fall in love in 2009?
Yupp!!
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22. How many one-night stands?
Umm absolutely none!!
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23. What was your favorite TV programs?
MY TOP 5 WERE: The Big Bang Theory, Heroes, Being Human, GLEE, and Star Trek, I believe!!
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24. Do you hate anyone now that you didn’t hate this time last year?
I'm not a hater.
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25. What was the best book you read?
I suppose, the Sherlock Holmes stories.
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26. What was your greatest musical discovery?
Adam Lambert!!!!
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27. What did you want and get?
A laptop for Christmas, and YAYY!!!!!!! I did get it!!
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28. What did you want and not get?
Zachary Quinto and Adam Lambert getting together. *crosses fingers* This is the year!!!
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29. What was your favorite film of this year?
Star Trek!!!
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30. What did you do on your birthday?
Hung out with family, friends, and went to school!!! W00t w00t!!!!
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31. What one thing would have made your year immeasurably more satisfying?
If my mind was simpler.
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32. How would you describe your personal fashion concept in 2009?
Super Wardrobliness!! Graphic tees and skinny jeans, high-top sneakers and shutter shades!!
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33. What kept you sane?
Movies, music, drama, and those I love (family, friends, actors, etc.)
~~~~~
34. Which celebrity/public figure did you fancy the most?
Zachary Quinto (A.K.A. Sexii Beast!!)
~~~~~
35. What political issue stirred you the most?
I'm not a very political person, though some think I am, so I do not think so.
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36. Who did you miss?
Heath Ledger, lost loved ones, DeForest Kelley, and others.
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37. Who was the best new person you met?
Oh, definitely Cal, hands-down. Epic win!!!!
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38. Tell us a valuable life lesson you learned in 2009:
You can't trust everyone you want to, or even everyone you thought you could. But everyone deserves trust at first, until they prove utherwise.
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39. Quote a song lyric that sums up your year:
Something has changed within me, something is not the same/I'm through with playing by the rules of someone else's game/Too late for second-guessing, too late to go back to sleep/It's time to trust my instincts, close my eyes, and leap!/It's time to try Defying Gravity!!
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(from 'Being Human')
Annie: Maybe he's had a blow to the head.
George: I'm sorry?
Annie: Happened to my Nan. She got hit in the head by a radio controlled plane at a county fair. From that moment - obsessed with pygmy goats.
George: There wasn't a single bit of that sentence I understood.
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Hope everybody has an amahzin' 2010 or whatever year your in!!! W00t w00t!!! Happy New Year!!!!!
~~~~~
1. What did you do in 2009 that you’d never done before?
Performed in a play, went to Halloween Horror Nights, turned 14. Bunch of stuff.
~~~~~
2. Did you keep your new years’ resolutions, and will you make more for next year?
I actually do not remember many of my New Years' resolutions except not fighting with my kid brother, which I definitely broke that. Three new resolutions I am making for this new year is to improve my mind and learn Vulcan or Klingon. Preferably Vulcan. And to finish the Sherlock Holmes books.
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3. Did anyone close to you give birth?
No.
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4. Did anyone close to you die?
No.
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5. What countries did you visit?
United States of America.
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6. What would you like to have in 2010 that you lacked in 2009?
Zachary Quinto.
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7.What dates from 2009 will remain etched upon your memory and why?
June 25. I went to Six Flags that day, and, as we were leaving, I was told Michael Jackson and Farrah Fawcett had died. How unfortunate.
~~~~~
8.What was your biggest achievement of the year?
Performed in a play. 'Animal Farm'.
~~~~~
9. What was your biggest failure?
My mind.
~~~~~
10. Did you suffer illness or injury?
Got some colds, I suppose.
~~~~~
11. What was the best thing you bought?
'Star Trek' DVD!!!!!!!!!!!
~~~~~
12. Whose behavior merited celebration?
My big brother and his wife!!
~~~~~
13. Whose behavior made you appalled and depressed?
Murrrrrrrrrrrrh don't want to talk about it...
~~~~~
14. Where did most of your money go?
Either saved it, or spent it on epic purchases!!!
~~~~~
15. What did you get really, really, really excited about?
'Star Trek'!!!!!
~~~~~
16. What song will always remind you of 2009?
'Boom Boom Pow' by the Black Eyed Peas.
~~~~~
17. Compared to this time last year, are you:
a) happier or sadder? happier, most certainly!!
b) thinner or fatter? fatter, but don't judge, I'm growing!
c) richer or poorer? as Wings said, "Richer, in more ways than one."
~~~~~
18. What do you wish you’d done more of?
Acting.
~~~~~
19. What do you wish you’d done less of?
Panicking!!
~~~~~
20. How will you be spending Christmas?
I spent Christmas with close family, relatves, and, though I wasn't there, I spoke with friends. Epic Christmas!!
~~~~~
21. Did you fall in love in 2009?
Yupp!!
~~~~~
22. How many one-night stands?
Umm absolutely none!!
~~~~~
23. What was your favorite TV programs?
MY TOP 5 WERE: The Big Bang Theory, Heroes, Being Human, GLEE, and Star Trek, I believe!!
~~~~~
24. Do you hate anyone now that you didn’t hate this time last year?
I'm not a hater.
~~~~~
25. What was the best book you read?
I suppose, the Sherlock Holmes stories.
~~~~~
26. What was your greatest musical discovery?
Adam Lambert!!!!
~~~~~
27. What did you want and get?
A laptop for Christmas, and YAYY!!!!!!! I did get it!!
~~~~~
28. What did you want and not get?
Zachary Quinto and Adam Lambert getting together. *crosses fingers* This is the year!!!
~~~~~
29. What was your favorite film of this year?
Star Trek!!!
~~~~~
30. What did you do on your birthday?
Hung out with family, friends, and went to school!!! W00t w00t!!!!
~~~~~
31. What one thing would have made your year immeasurably more satisfying?
If my mind was simpler.
~~~~~
32. How would you describe your personal fashion concept in 2009?
Super Wardrobliness!! Graphic tees and skinny jeans, high-top sneakers and shutter shades!!
~~~~~
33. What kept you sane?
Movies, music, drama, and those I love (family, friends, actors, etc.)
~~~~~
34. Which celebrity/public figure did you fancy the most?
Zachary Quinto (A.K.A. Sexii Beast!!)
~~~~~
35. What political issue stirred you the most?
I'm not a very political person, though some think I am, so I do not think so.
~~~~~
36. Who did you miss?
Heath Ledger, lost loved ones, DeForest Kelley, and others.
~~~~~
37. Who was the best new person you met?
Oh, definitely Cal, hands-down. Epic win!!!!
~~~~~
38. Tell us a valuable life lesson you learned in 2009:
You can't trust everyone you want to, or even everyone you thought you could. But everyone deserves trust at first, until they prove utherwise.
~~~~~
39. Quote a song lyric that sums up your year:
Something has changed within me, something is not the same/I'm through with playing by the rules of someone else's game/Too late for second-guessing, too late to go back to sleep/It's time to trust my instincts, close my eyes, and leap!/It's time to try Defying Gravity!!
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(I totally just wanted to add a #40 to this list so it wouldn't end at #39, so here you go!!)
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40. A random quote from 2009:
(from 'Being Human')
Annie: Maybe he's had a blow to the head.
George: I'm sorry?
Annie: Happened to my Nan. She got hit in the head by a radio controlled plane at a county fair. From that moment - obsessed with pygmy goats.
George: There wasn't a single bit of that sentence I understood.
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Hope everybody has an amahzin' 2010 or whatever year your in!!! W00t w00t!!! Happy New Year!!!!!
Monday, December 28, 2009
Five Epic-Win Trailers, Four Sweet Adam Lambert Songs, Three Epic-Win Photos, Two Awesome Dances, A Monologue That Is For Thee (And A Little Bonus)!!!
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You Are Welcome.
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Here's A Couple Bonuses:
Big Bang Theory Cast Reenacts 2009
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(Thanks to everyone I stole something from, and I know one of those people is WINGS, so thank ya'll!!)
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Wednesday, December 23, 2009
The Tenth Daughter of Memory - FEAR IN SHATTERED COLOR
My first conscious thought was the cold wind blowing past my face. I shivered, and blinked my eyes open. I was in... an unfamiliar room... A bedroom... in a large bed. The girl, Ravynwings, had disappeared, but the Joker was sitting in an armchair, his deep brown eyes observing my every move, every shift in my limbs, every twitch of my fingers, every search of my eyes. I shivered again, involuntarily, and he drew himself out of the chair.
Crossing over to the window, which I had now noticed was wide open, he shut the window and clicked the locks, all while keeping his eyes on me. His eyes were not evil, not menacing, but kindly, though I knew he was evil, and he was menacing. He sighed, and shifted to my bedside. I propped myself up, and cringed away from him, fear blurring my eyes, making all the colors shatter and run together. My fear in shattered color made my tremble as I tried to regain control of myself.
A slight chuckle from the painted face above my head, a slight smile of the red lips, a slight rustle of the dyed hair, as he watched me gain control of my motions. I took a deep breath, and looked up to meet his eyes. He smiled widely at me, and began to speak, the scars of his face creasing as he spoke.
"Well, your seeming better." He motioned to my torso, which had the shirt ripped off and a wide bandage along my chest. I raised my hand a touched it gently, and flinched. The wound, though stitched, was still painful, and I placed my hand back beside me.
He startled me by speaking again. "I'm afraid Ravynwings had to leave... She won't be back." Something in the tone of his voice made me feel like she couldn't come back. The colors around me began to piece themselves together and shatter simultaneously. He watched me, all too observant, so I did not allow any emotion to break onto my face. I kept my face a serene masquerade as he spoke once more.
"What an... amazing coincidence I would run into you. Here, of all places!" He spun around and held out his arms as he spoke. He stood near the window and addressed me. "The snow is so beautiful... the colors shattering off the white sparkles of winter... Makes you feel like you have... nothing to fear..." he trailed off. I swung my legs over the side of the bed and stood. I moved over to the door when he turned. I sat myself quickly in the chair beside me, and he chuckled.
"It's no use trying to leave, and you have a reason to stay!!" he whispered excitedly. "You can join me!! Since your... precious Batman is dead," he paused when I cringed, "Your available. I need someone like you, someone sacrificing, someone willing to do... anything." He grinned widely at me, his scars twisting as his sick smile decorated his face. His brown eyes searched mine as I crossed over to him beside the window and looked outside.
"Well," I murmured, "that's certainly an option..." I turned to him, knowing exactly what to do. I drew a breath, and...
Crossing over to the window, which I had now noticed was wide open, he shut the window and clicked the locks, all while keeping his eyes on me. His eyes were not evil, not menacing, but kindly, though I knew he was evil, and he was menacing. He sighed, and shifted to my bedside. I propped myself up, and cringed away from him, fear blurring my eyes, making all the colors shatter and run together. My fear in shattered color made my tremble as I tried to regain control of myself.
A slight chuckle from the painted face above my head, a slight smile of the red lips, a slight rustle of the dyed hair, as he watched me gain control of my motions. I took a deep breath, and looked up to meet his eyes. He smiled widely at me, and began to speak, the scars of his face creasing as he spoke.
"Well, your seeming better." He motioned to my torso, which had the shirt ripped off and a wide bandage along my chest. I raised my hand a touched it gently, and flinched. The wound, though stitched, was still painful, and I placed my hand back beside me.
He startled me by speaking again. "I'm afraid Ravynwings had to leave... She won't be back." Something in the tone of his voice made me feel like she couldn't come back. The colors around me began to piece themselves together and shatter simultaneously. He watched me, all too observant, so I did not allow any emotion to break onto my face. I kept my face a serene masquerade as he spoke once more.
"What an... amazing coincidence I would run into you. Here, of all places!" He spun around and held out his arms as he spoke. He stood near the window and addressed me. "The snow is so beautiful... the colors shattering off the white sparkles of winter... Makes you feel like you have... nothing to fear..." he trailed off. I swung my legs over the side of the bed and stood. I moved over to the door when he turned. I sat myself quickly in the chair beside me, and he chuckled.
"It's no use trying to leave, and you have a reason to stay!!" he whispered excitedly. "You can join me!! Since your... precious Batman is dead," he paused when I cringed, "Your available. I need someone like you, someone sacrificing, someone willing to do... anything." He grinned widely at me, his scars twisting as his sick smile decorated his face. His brown eyes searched mine as I crossed over to him beside the window and looked outside.
"Well," I murmured, "that's certainly an option..." I turned to him, knowing exactly what to do. I drew a breath, and...
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