I feel like I'm about to burst into tears...
I get to miss a party I was looking for an excuse out of because of it. Fate loves me, right? Oh no, wait, if Fate loved me, I would be asleep right now.
Expensive nougat and grape soda to be exact. Hugs all around?
And I have Ultimate Marvel vs Capcom 3!!! Hi dad...
You know, that pretty weird dude who told me to leave my husband in a river, told me my mother was a pigeon, comes up to me with weird Ace Attorney theories... and doesn't question my weird fanfic ideas. Seriously, he actuall finds me some weird fanfic ideas and asks me to write them. Basically, my "dad" is pretty awesome and this is for 2 reasons Your present will be quite late :( Daryan tied me to a chair after catching me with scissors.
I don't know what's freakier, the fact that I didn't know my friend could sing and play guitar, the fact my ex is their bassist or... the drummer came in wearing a New Orleans Saints shirt, hi-fived me and proceeded to tell me my hair matched my shirt. O_o I'm wearing this shirt. Spoiler My hair matches my shirt? O_o
What should I mention? I don't want it to be a typical "I LOVE YOU! IT'S CHRISTMAS!" I kinda wanna get angry with it... Ideas? (No, I don't care how silly they are, that's why I asked the Spam Zone)
I'm scared. Like really. Especially since Nekoki doesn't come online anymore.
What can I buy my boyfriend as a quick birthday present?!
And I'm in my house and it's like an igloo. Should I place myself in the oven?
Why do you want me to get married so much? According to you, these are my husbands: Husband 1: Spoiler Husband 2: Spoiler Husband 3 (not really): Spoiler Guy you wanted me to marry for socks: Spoiler I worry.
I sit alone, staring out at the rain as I start to cry I feel the world slip away And you are somewhere out there thinking that I'm not to blame But it's all a matter of interpretation. Now that it's cold outside, now that our clothes will never stay dry. Do you remember when I told you how much I liked your hair? Can you recall the first time I met you there? Bleeding nose and solid oak doors, coffee and superstar smiles. And I could drown in your eyes but I pull myself out, yeah, I've pulled myself out a thousand times But as I sit here, I realise something dear. We are my notebook, we tie together The songs I sing and the things I write in here, The feel of the pages as they flick under my finger. I guess you are the pen and I am the paper, words written all over me in both pen and pencil Scribbles over words when there was no eraser, stupid drawings in the corners of my mind. Words on my body that can never join like me and you plus together This is why you are the pen and I am the paper, you are the pen and I'm the paper. You write on me all the time. You asked me to turn on the radio, what did you think would happen when all the station just played Yellowcard and Taylor Swift? Caught me sneaking glances at you and you asked if something was wrong, I said no but I could tell that you didn't believe me so I guess you want me to elaborate, it's nothing, I just see a lot of you in these songs. You laugh as I fall down, but you've always helped me up. I'm breaking now, I can feel my heart fracture with every breath I take. I wish I could call you, but we're not like that. You're not my superhero to come and save the day. We are my notebook, we tie together The songs I sing and the things I write in here, The feel of the pages as they flick under my finger. I guess you are the pen and I am the paper, words written all over me in both pen and pencil Scribbles over words when there was no eraser, stupid drawings in the corners of my mind. Words on my body that can never join like me and you plus together This is why you are the pen and I am the paper, you are the pen and I'm the paper. You write on me all the time. And if I am the lyrics to your song, you must be the melody that they rest upon. If I am the melody that I'm singing to, you are the piano I cried at for you. You are the instruments I play for you. We are a notebook, we tie together You are the pen and I am the paper A useless metaphor for anyone's life, but put to you and I, it just feels right. We are my notebook, we tie together The songs I sing and the things I write in here, The feel of the pages as they flick under my finger. I guess you are the pen and I am the paper, words written all over me in both pen and pencil Scribbles over words when there was no eraser, stupid drawings in the corners of my mind. Words on my body that can never join like me and you plus together This is why you are the pen and I am the paper, you are the pen and I'm the paper. You write on me all the time. All the time.
THIS RANDOM GUY ADDED ME AND HOW DID HE GET MY SKYPE AND WHY IS HE IRISH!? ...I need to track him down...
Me: Oh yeah, time for someone to sound like a terrible friend but... K: Go on... Me: ... I forgot your birthday? Sorry! I'm a terrible, terrible person. K: What!? How could you forget my birthday!? You're -worse- than a terrible person! Me: Hug and make up? K: No, I simply cannot just let you get away with that! Me: I said I was sorry! K: I'm just kidding Mausi, hahaha. Me: ...That laugh sounded so sarcastic. K: This is a sarcastic laugh: harharhar. (I start laughing uncontrollably) Me: Now I'm imagining you with Simba's laugh. I laugh in the face of danger! HAHAHAHA...ha? K: Very good impression. Not as cute as when he gave me tea and stuffs, I know.
With Nekoki, of course. Me: [04:27:02] Requin: LOL [04:27:25] Requin: OHGOD you know that advert with the guy who's like "Look in your hand, back to me"? I totally imagined Klav [04:28:21] Requin: LOL [04:28:40] Requin: "The man you wish your husband could smell like" Klavier Gavin = Old Spice Guy. Nekoki: Nice. I thought Udgey was The Man Your Man Could Smell Like though. Oh yes. All the ladies would like to see him on a horse. Or at least his beard I should stop talking about it now. Me: xD Tomorrow, I'm going to towwwnnn. Then watch Sabrina the Teenage Witch. JUST BECAUSE. Nekoki: I LOVED THAT SHOW. Me: IT WAS EPICAL Nekoki: IT WAS, WASN'T IT? AND THERE WAS AN ANIMATED SERIES TOO! Me: I never saw that!? Nekoki: NEITHER DID I! Me: BUT SALEM!!! ♥ Nekoki: BUT I KNEW ABOUT IT! YES, SALEM! Me: I WANTED HIM! Nekoki: SO DID I! But only Haruhi can make talking cats. Me: HE was sooo cool! Nekoki: I KNOW there, I put it up. Cookie plz?
Hi, I was just wondering what your thoughts and/or views on epilepsy are. I have epilepsy myself and I have done since I was diagnosed at age 15. I have been mainly seizure free for alomost three years and will be legally allowed to drive next year, which excites me. I have only had two types of seizure: absence (petit mal) and tonic-clonic (grand mal) seizures. However there are about 4-5 other types of seizure out there at least. Petit mal seizures are usually characterized with inattentive staring and I have slipped into a daydream during these, I actually think I have been asleep. It's near enough the same with my grand mal seizures, I think I have just fallen asleep somewhere. However, during the past three years since I was diagnosed, I have found myself having to answer all sorts of questions and putting up with people who don't understand the condition (believe it or not, these were usually teachers) and people who thought of the condition as a joke or a kind of disablity as it were. Whilst it is true that flashing images and/or strobe lighting can trigger a seizure in some people, I am not one of them. I do not have photosensitive epilepsy. It is a very common misconception that this is the only form of epilepsy, it isn't. Most of my friends and teachers have often thought this and as such have asked me to put my head on the desk in my arms and close my eyes if we were watching a clip with flashing images in class, told the teacher I couldn't watch a clip because of my condition, been sent out of classrooms because of flashing images... The weirdness list is extensive. I've also has questions such as: "Can you feel your seizures?", "Can you have a seizure whenever?" and "Does this mean you can't go to gigs anymore?" No, not while I am having one. I also do not get any warning signs, I know other people with epilepsy do, but not me. Basically, it feels like sleeping to me and then I wake up with a killer headache and feel really sick. Yes. I cannot plan nor repress this except with medication. However, I cannot voluntarily trigger a seizure, nor would I ever wish to. Yes, I can still go to gigs. I just have to remember to take my meds before and after the gig. So, if you have any questions which I will answer or any thoughts or views on the condition in general, I would like to hear them. Staff, if this post must be moved, move it.
What it says on the tin. Draw the person above you. :)
Out of my own body, I see myself looking at you Staring at a screen with those sleepy blue eyes, sleep deprived. Well, your hand is in your hair, platinum and a silver glare from the ring you wear And I just wanna say, just wanted to say some things that have been on my mind. Not the usual I love you, even though it's kinda true I promised I'd never say it to you, yeah I promised you. Oh, sleep deprivation isn't my station baby But I'd sure stay up all night with you to tell you my hopes, dreams and fears And I love the way your jacket smells like cinnamon and the way I fit next to you so compact Relax, I'm just another girl for you to smile at. And I say "What if they get hold of us and we can't bring each other back?" You're like, relax, that's never going to happen and don't you ever believe, Don't you ever believe what they say. You've got messages on you phone as I watch movies alone And I see myself looking over at you, trying to relate to whatever you're going through All the advice you gave me from yesterday fades away Hey, why did you talk to me and why are you ignoring me today? And I ran into a door, 'cause it's all I'm good for and yet you still ignore. I just wanna say, just wanted to say some things that have been on my mind. Not the usual I love you, even though it's kinda true I promised I'd never say it to you, yeah I promised you. Oh, sleep deprivation isn't my station baby But I'd sure stay up all night with you to tell you my hopes, dreams and fears And I love the way your jacket smells like cinnamon and the way I fit next to you so compact Relax, I'm just another girl for you to smile at. And I say "What if they get hold of us and we can't bring each other back?" You're like, relax, that's never going to happen and don't you ever believe, Don't you ever believe what they say. And this is a stupidly written, hastily put together song In which I'll publicly admit that I hope that I'm wrong this time 'Cause I could say a million things that are true and you don't wanna hear them So I'll just tell you three things and let's work it out from there. One, I'm afraid of wasps and I hate them near me Two, I'm still staring at you And finally three, after what they're going to say will you still stay friends with me? Oh, sleep deprivation isn't my station baby But I'd sure stay up all night with you to tell you my hopes, dreams and fears And I love the way your jacket smells like cinnamon and the way I fit next to you so compact Relax, I'm just another girl for you to smile at. And I say "What if they get hold of us and we can't bring each other back?" You're like, relax, that's never going to happen and don't you ever believe, Don't you ever believe what they say. 'Cause we know it's not true anyway.
I'll refer to him as K. Me (all depressed and stuff): I can't take anymore! K: Hey, hey, it's cool. Don't cry. Come here. [K hugs me] you're prettier when you smile anyway. Me: Thanks, K... K: Want me to get you something to feel better? [I nod slightly then go and rant to a mutual friend and come on here.] K: Here you go. [Slides a tall Jack Skellington mug full of sweet tea and a sandwich towards me.] Me: Wow. K: Yeah, I remembered that tea makes you feel better and, uh, you haven't been eating properly since you came back. Me: Tea makes the world go round. K: TEA PARTY! Me: PASS ME A CUPCAKE. K: No way, you've got a sammiche. Does this mean I'm your woman now?
I'm a mouse in a death note t-shirt!
