I feel...: determined
Jammin' to: Mozart *Giovani Leiti from The Marriage of Figaro*
It's not finished!...Not nearly!...Forgive me. Time was I could write a Mass in a week!...Give me one month more and it'll be done: I swear it!...He'll grant me that, surely? God can't want it unfinished!...Look -- look, see what I've done. Here's the Kyrie -- that's finished! Take that to Him -- He'll see it's not unworthy!...Grant me time, I beg you! If you do, I swear I'll write a real piece of music. I know I've boasted I've written hundreds, but it's not true. I've written nothing finally good! Oh, it began so well, my life. Once the world was so full, so happy!...All the journeys -- all the carriages -- all the rooms of smiles! Everyone smiled at me once -- the king at Schonbrunn; the princess at Versailles -- they lit my way with candles to the clavier -- my father bowing, bowing, bowing with such joy!..."Chevalier Mozart, my miraculous son!"...Why has it all gone?...Why?...Was I so bad? So wicked?...Answer for Him and tell me! [music rips] [fearfully] Why...Is it not good?
12.8.06
what i wrote two nights ago
I feel...: creative (but not...wtf)
Jammin' to: My Chemical Romance *I'm Not Okay (I Promise)*
i hate this feeling. all i wanna do is write, but what? it's 11.30 at night, so part of me just wants to sleep. but this part of me wants to write. why? there's gotta be a reason. i just wished i knew what it was. it's seriously all i wanna do at the moment.
im not ok i dont want you to go don't leave me here alone i cant do it without you youre all ive got left its not the life it seems listen to me im not ok i need you here with me for it to be ok otherwise im nothing i dont want to be here all alone with no one here beside me i dont need the extra madness i need you im not ok is that why youre gone or are you gone because im not ok you jumped out the second floor im not ok i need you dont go you cant go cant you see im desperate or are you honestly that blind you cant go not without me i cant be here alone with you never coming home its not fair was i the reason you left if youd known id need you so would you stop walking away im not ok please dont leave me here i need you if i dont have you i might die slowly inside i dont want to exist like that why do you keep walking away from me youre just making it worse i cant survive without you cant you understand that if you leave me here they'll kill me youll kill me you are killing me by walking away where are you going thats so important what did i do wrong to earn your scorn im not ok i wont be till you save me dont leave me here do you know what theyve done to me what theyll do to me spirit me away with you ill fade to black im barely holding on have you got nothing to say by the grace of God stay with me better yet get me away from this place i dont want to stay here any longer ive been here long enough where are you going im begging you dont go do you have to please take me with you i cant stay here any longer ill die do you understand they put me in a hole i cant stay i must get out i need you remember me take me with you i cant implore you enough get me out of here please this night im all alone in here i must be free i cant wait much longer hurry just this waiting is killing me im staring down a loaded gun get me out of here the fuse is short its about to blow im falling down in despair im on my knees begging you were once my one true love why wont you rescue me now was i really that stupid to think that highly of you i thought youd do anything for me you said you would but here you are just standing there impervius to my pleas but oh here they come please quickly now take me get me out or thisll be the very end why do you look at me like that theyre coming closer please let me out hunting season is open and im the first victim for theyre here theyre binding me and youre standing there watching youre not powerless please i beg you stop them dont let them take me now theyve got my feet im being dragged away youre getting smaller and smaller its getting darker and darker im going to die you know theyve come to actually kill me this time you could have saved me you could have prevented it but im beginning to believe you had a hand in my current state of affairs it was all you wasn't it but why you knew of my affections and now youve shattered them youve shattered me but at the same time though i be dead so far away ill always miss you more than i did yesterday.
12.09 am
damn. when i say i wanna write, i mean - i wanna write!
holy hell.
yeah im done for the nightgood night.
~~~
So yeah. That's what I wrote two nights ago. Now, if you'll kindly step to one side, I'll show you some interesting aspects of the piece. You'll notice many writings of "im not ok": well, I was listening to that song when I first set pen to paper. Many little phrases are from that song too. Um...there's only like two places where I put punctuation marks (of any kind) and that's because that's how I actually wrote it in my notebook. The fact that I could read it at all is a miracle, to be honest, my writing's terrible (as some of you can attest to...). I took other snippets of songs, but I don't know what they're called, so...Yes, I know the one question ("im not ok is that why youre gone or are you gone because im not ok") doesn't make sense, but a) I was tired when I wrote it, and b) it made sense at the time. I also threw an actually humourous line in from Shakespeare's "Hamlet": "oh here they come". Well, it's humourous in the play at any rate. Um...yeah. I think that's about all of my little footnotes. If I think of any more, I'll add an idea to the entry.
Peace
Remus
Jammin' to: My Chemical Romance *I'm Not Okay (I Promise)*
i hate this feeling. all i wanna do is write, but what? it's 11.30 at night, so part of me just wants to sleep. but this part of me wants to write. why? there's gotta be a reason. i just wished i knew what it was. it's seriously all i wanna do at the moment.
im not ok i dont want you to go don't leave me here alone i cant do it without you youre all ive got left its not the life it seems listen to me im not ok i need you here with me for it to be ok otherwise im nothing i dont want to be here all alone with no one here beside me i dont need the extra madness i need you im not ok is that why youre gone or are you gone because im not ok you jumped out the second floor im not ok i need you dont go you cant go cant you see im desperate or are you honestly that blind you cant go not without me i cant be here alone with you never coming home its not fair was i the reason you left if youd known id need you so would you stop walking away im not ok please dont leave me here i need you if i dont have you i might die slowly inside i dont want to exist like that why do you keep walking away from me youre just making it worse i cant survive without you cant you understand that if you leave me here they'll kill me youll kill me you are killing me by walking away where are you going thats so important what did i do wrong to earn your scorn im not ok i wont be till you save me dont leave me here do you know what theyve done to me what theyll do to me spirit me away with you ill fade to black im barely holding on have you got nothing to say by the grace of God stay with me better yet get me away from this place i dont want to stay here any longer ive been here long enough where are you going im begging you dont go do you have to please take me with you i cant stay here any longer ill die do you understand they put me in a hole i cant stay i must get out i need you remember me take me with you i cant implore you enough get me out of here please this night im all alone in here i must be free i cant wait much longer hurry just this waiting is killing me im staring down a loaded gun get me out of here the fuse is short its about to blow im falling down in despair im on my knees begging you were once my one true love why wont you rescue me now was i really that stupid to think that highly of you i thought youd do anything for me you said you would but here you are just standing there impervius to my pleas but oh here they come please quickly now take me get me out or thisll be the very end why do you look at me like that theyre coming closer please let me out hunting season is open and im the first victim for theyre here theyre binding me and youre standing there watching youre not powerless please i beg you stop them dont let them take me now theyve got my feet im being dragged away youre getting smaller and smaller its getting darker and darker im going to die you know theyve come to actually kill me this time you could have saved me you could have prevented it but im beginning to believe you had a hand in my current state of affairs it was all you wasn't it but why you knew of my affections and now youve shattered them youve shattered me but at the same time though i be dead so far away ill always miss you more than i did yesterday.
12.09 am
damn. when i say i wanna write, i mean - i wanna write!
holy hell.
yeah im done for the nightgood night.
~~~
So yeah. That's what I wrote two nights ago. Now, if you'll kindly step to one side, I'll show you some interesting aspects of the piece. You'll notice many writings of "im not ok": well, I was listening to that song when I first set pen to paper. Many little phrases are from that song too. Um...there's only like two places where I put punctuation marks (of any kind) and that's because that's how I actually wrote it in my notebook. The fact that I could read it at all is a miracle, to be honest, my writing's terrible (as some of you can attest to...). I took other snippets of songs, but I don't know what they're called, so...Yes, I know the one question ("im not ok is that why youre gone or are you gone because im not ok") doesn't make sense, but a) I was tired when I wrote it, and b) it made sense at the time. I also threw an actually humourous line in from Shakespeare's "Hamlet": "oh here they come". Well, it's humourous in the play at any rate. Um...yeah. I think that's about all of my little footnotes. If I think of any more, I'll add an idea to the entry.
Peace
Remus
11.8.06
La de da
I feel...: pensive again
Jammin' to: My Chemical Romance *Thank You For the Venom*
So I'm laying in bad last night before I fell asleep, and it's like 11.30, and I decide that I wanna write. I didn't know what, or why, but I did. Luckily I had a notebook on the shelf by my bed, so I got that down and just kinda started writing. I don't have the notebook here with me, but I wrote for a good two pages...I'll put that up here tomorrow...provided I get a few minutes tomorrow morning to update *again*...So yeah, that's that. I think.
Peace
Remus
Jammin' to: My Chemical Romance *Thank You For the Venom*
So I'm laying in bad last night before I fell asleep, and it's like 11.30, and I decide that I wanna write. I didn't know what, or why, but I did. Luckily I had a notebook on the shelf by my bed, so I got that down and just kinda started writing. I don't have the notebook here with me, but I wrote for a good two pages...I'll put that up here tomorrow...provided I get a few minutes tomorrow morning to update *again*...So yeah, that's that. I think.
Peace
Remus
9.8.06
Thinking sucks
I feel...: pensive
Jammin' to: My Chemical Romance *Vampires Will Never Hurt You*
So I was thinking last night (yes my head now hurts lol), and I realised that I don't like telling other people what music groups I listen to. Like, almost if I tell them that, it reveals something about me that maybe I don't want the world to know...like I hate doing finals in Concert Choir, because I like to do songs I know by the artists I love, but when it comes time to say, "Hey I'm [Remus] and I'm doing [a song] by [an artist]" it's like, I can't tell them that, it's too intimate, I don't want them to have something else to judge me by.
Huh. It's the damn judgement complex again. It all comes back to that, doesn't it?
Peace
Remus
Jammin' to: My Chemical Romance *Vampires Will Never Hurt You*
So I was thinking last night (yes my head now hurts lol), and I realised that I don't like telling other people what music groups I listen to. Like, almost if I tell them that, it reveals something about me that maybe I don't want the world to know...like I hate doing finals in Concert Choir, because I like to do songs I know by the artists I love, but when it comes time to say, "Hey I'm [Remus] and I'm doing [a song] by [an artist]" it's like, I can't tell them that, it's too intimate, I don't want them to have something else to judge me by.
Huh. It's the damn judgement complex again. It all comes back to that, doesn't it?
Peace
Remus
2.8.06
I've figured summat else out
I feel...: apathetic
Jammin' to: Twisted Sister *We're Not Gonna Take It*
Well, it's not what I meant to do earlier (at least, I don't think so...) but it's summat to say...I spend all my time trying to find out all I can about someone, but I'll only have curiousity as long as I don't have to tell the person anything about me. Why? Dunno. Maybe because if the person doesn't know anything about me, then they can't throw it back in my face...and then I have nothing to be embarrassed about. I don't have to be paranoid about what they think of me, because they'll have nothing to judge me on except my looks...which aren't all that great, I'll grant you, but still, it's not the point, it's the principle of the thing. They're a bad thing to go by, like judging a book by it's cover. But I always expect the judgment to be harsh, y'know? I feel like I'm under a microscope, like I could be in a huge crowd situation, but I feel like everyone's judging me. What's up with that?
Yeah, I'm done.
Peace
Remus
Jammin' to: Twisted Sister *We're Not Gonna Take It*
Well, it's not what I meant to do earlier (at least, I don't think so...) but it's summat to say...I spend all my time trying to find out all I can about someone, but I'll only have curiousity as long as I don't have to tell the person anything about me. Why? Dunno. Maybe because if the person doesn't know anything about me, then they can't throw it back in my face...and then I have nothing to be embarrassed about. I don't have to be paranoid about what they think of me, because they'll have nothing to judge me on except my looks...which aren't all that great, I'll grant you, but still, it's not the point, it's the principle of the thing. They're a bad thing to go by, like judging a book by it's cover. But I always expect the judgment to be harsh, y'know? I feel like I'm under a microscope, like I could be in a huge crowd situation, but I feel like everyone's judging me. What's up with that?
Yeah, I'm done.
Peace
Remus
1.8.06
Survey says part deux/so yeah...
I feel...: half-assed (aka amused)
Jammin' to: MCR *To The End*
All of that & More
B E S T
Male friend
sir
Female friend
ummmm...solly, but I\'d have to say Meddy
Vacation
Niagara Falls
W O R S T
Time of the Day
3.47 am *shrugs*
Day of the Week
Monday
Food
Spinach
Memory
ummmm...good question
L A S T
Person you saw
my cousin
Talked on the phone with
my mom
Hugged
...I don\'t remember
Text Messaged
Pippy
Messaged on Myspace
haven\'t got one
Kissed
no one *cries*
T O D A Y
What are you doing now
watching Supernova and this
What were you doing earlier
watching movies, was on parley
Wearing
my pjs
Better than yesterday
well, my ankle and sunburn hurt less so yeah i guess
Doing later
um, sleeping
T O M O R R O W
Is
Wednesday? *shrugs*
Got any Plans
maybe hang out with nick and meddy, dunno
Goal
remember what i was gonna say to sir a few weeks ago
Dislikes about tomorrow
gonna be hot again
F A V O R I T E
Number
either 14 or 24
Song
MCR\'s \"You Know What They Do to Guys Like Us in Prison\"
Color
deep deep red...like blood red...and navy blue
Season
fall
C U R R E N T L Y
Missing
sir
Wanting
...
Needing
...
R A N D O M
Are you a cuddler
think so
Are you a morning person
um lemme think NO
Are you a Perfectionist
sometimes
Are you a only child
yup
Do you have tendency to fall for the "wrong guy/girl"
dunno
Do you have a secret your ashamed to reveal
plenty
Do you have a hidden talent
if i do it\'s hidden pretty well, even from me
Do you have friends that have never seen your natural hair color
um...everyone has, never done anything to it
Is there someone you wish were dead
don\'t think so
Have you have the cops called on you
nope
Are you currently suffering from a broken heart
...in a manner of speaking
Left handed or right handed
like i\'ve said before, does it matter? either way it\'s illegible
Have you changed a lot over the past year
i think so
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I feel...: meh
Jammin' to: Goo Goo Dolls *Iris*
So...I'm just chillin', watching The Three Stooges, and it occurred to me last night, that Larry looks like Ray Toro from MCR. Yup. Not totally, but the resemblance is there.
Um...so again, I feel like I wanna update, but I dunno why. I hate it when I feel like this. All I wanna do is write in my journal about something, but I can't...because I don't know what I wanna write about. I hate this.
Well, if I figure out what I wanna write about...I will.
Peace
Remus
PS. Maybe all I can say is, I don't want the world to see me, 'cause I don't think that they'd understand...
Jammin' to: MCR *To The End*
All of that & More
B E S T
Male friend
sir
Female friend
ummmm...solly, but I\'d have to say Meddy
Vacation
Niagara Falls
W O R S T
Time of the Day
3.47 am *shrugs*
Day of the Week
Monday
Food
Spinach
Memory
ummmm...good question
L A S T
Person you saw
my cousin
Talked on the phone with
my mom
Hugged
...I don\'t remember
Text Messaged
Pippy
Messaged on Myspace
haven\'t got one
Kissed
no one *cries*
T O D A Y
What are you doing now
watching Supernova and this
What were you doing earlier
watching movies, was on parley
Wearing
my pjs
Better than yesterday
well, my ankle and sunburn hurt less so yeah i guess
Doing later
um, sleeping
T O M O R R O W
Is
Wednesday? *shrugs*
Got any Plans
maybe hang out with nick and meddy, dunno
Goal
remember what i was gonna say to sir a few weeks ago
Dislikes about tomorrow
gonna be hot again
F A V O R I T E
Number
either 14 or 24
Song
MCR\'s \"You Know What They Do to Guys Like Us in Prison\"
Color
deep deep red...like blood red...and navy blue
Season
fall
C U R R E N T L Y
Missing
sir
Wanting
...
Needing
...
R A N D O M
Are you a cuddler
think so
Are you a morning person
um lemme think NO
Are you a Perfectionist
sometimes
Are you a only child
yup
Do you have tendency to fall for the "wrong guy/girl"
dunno
Do you have a secret your ashamed to reveal
plenty
Do you have a hidden talent
if i do it\'s hidden pretty well, even from me
Do you have friends that have never seen your natural hair color
um...everyone has, never done anything to it
Is there someone you wish were dead
don\'t think so
Have you have the cops called on you
nope
Are you currently suffering from a broken heart
...in a manner of speaking
Left handed or right handed
like i\'ve said before, does it matter? either way it\'s illegible
Have you changed a lot over the past year
i think so
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I feel...: meh
Jammin' to: Goo Goo Dolls *Iris*
So...I'm just chillin', watching The Three Stooges, and it occurred to me last night, that Larry looks like Ray Toro from MCR. Yup. Not totally, but the resemblance is there.
Um...so again, I feel like I wanna update, but I dunno why. I hate it when I feel like this. All I wanna do is write in my journal about something, but I can't...because I don't know what I wanna write about. I hate this.
Well, if I figure out what I wanna write about...I will.
Peace
Remus
PS. Maybe all I can say is, I don't want the world to see me, 'cause I don't think that they'd understand...
28.7.06
Ahh, l'amour...
Jammin' to: Taking Back Sunday *Set Phasers to Stun*
What is love? Is it a true, tangible thing? Or just real? And why do we have to fall in love with guys, when the majority of them are assholes?
But that's not the point of this.
Maybe the question is not what is love, but why do we fall in love, sometimes only to fall back out? What's the point of it all? Most of all, though...why must we fall in love with men who are -- er -- otherwise engaged? All it does is cause us pain. As much as we love him, it will never happen, because he's hopelessly devoted to someone else. Yes, that should be enough to stop the feelings (and thereby stop the pain) but love is stronger thant that. Even if we find someone else, the feelings never really subside. They'll always be there. As much as we want the pain to go, it just enver will. We'll do our damnedest, but nothing doing. Just deal with it, and hope -- either that something will come of it, or that it will simply vanish.
What is love? Is it a true, tangible thing? Or just real? And why do we have to fall in love with guys, when the majority of them are assholes?
But that's not the point of this.
Maybe the question is not what is love, but why do we fall in love, sometimes only to fall back out? What's the point of it all? Most of all, though...why must we fall in love with men who are -- er -- otherwise engaged? All it does is cause us pain. As much as we love him, it will never happen, because he's hopelessly devoted to someone else. Yes, that should be enough to stop the feelings (and thereby stop the pain) but love is stronger thant that. Even if we find someone else, the feelings never really subside. They'll always be there. As much as we want the pain to go, it just enver will. We'll do our damnedest, but nothing doing. Just deal with it, and hope -- either that something will come of it, or that it will simply vanish.
22.7.06
here we go again
I feel...: thoughtful
Jammin' to: Goo Goo Dolls *Iris*
If colette were a drink they would be:
4 parts lustful
3 parts rude
4 parts heavenly
Get Your RECIPE Here!
Jammin' to: Goo Goo Dolls *Iris*
If colette were a drink they would be:
4 parts lustful
3 parts rude
4 parts heavenly
Get Your RECIPE Here!
18.7.06
Rockstar: Supernova
I feel...: ditzy
Jammin' to: Bon Jovi *It's My Life*
So I started watching this stupid show because of Tommy Lee, 'cause I read his book and decided that he kicks some major fing ass, so I'm watching this.
And I've decided that Lukas rocks the best, with Storm as a close second, and that all the others need to just disappear and yeah. K bye to the lot of yeh!
But anyway...if you're not watching this show, but you like Motley Crue, Metallica, or Guns N' Roses, I recommend this show. If only to enjoy the guys' critisism and biting wit.
Biting wit...right.
Other than that, nothing new to report. If I think of summat, I'll update immediately.
K bye.
Peace
Remus
Jammin' to: Bon Jovi *It's My Life*
So I started watching this stupid show because of Tommy Lee, 'cause I read his book and decided that he kicks some major fing ass, so I'm watching this.
And I've decided that Lukas rocks the best, with Storm as a close second, and that all the others need to just disappear and yeah. K bye to the lot of yeh!
But anyway...if you're not watching this show, but you like Motley Crue, Metallica, or Guns N' Roses, I recommend this show. If only to enjoy the guys' critisism and biting wit.
Biting wit...right.
Other than that, nothing new to report. If I think of summat, I'll update immediately.
K bye.
Peace
Remus
17.7.06
hmmm
I feel...: curious
Jammin' to: MCR *You Know What They Do To Guys Like Us in Prison*
If Brie were a drink they would be:
4 parts bitch
2 parts foolishness
3 parts sadness
Get Your RECIPE Here!
Jammin' to: MCR *You Know What They Do To Guys Like Us in Prison*
If Brie were a drink they would be:
4 parts bitch
2 parts foolishness
3 parts sadness
Get Your RECIPE Here!
15.7.06
how totally accurate/omfg
I feel...: amused
Jammin' to: Don McLean *American Pie*
If remus were a drink they would be:
2 parts dangerous
1 parts flashy
2 parts bitch
Get Your RECIPE Here!
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I feel...: i love that word, chipper...
Jammin' to: Taking Back Sunday *New American Classic*So yeah. I just got back from camp. And omfg.I had a mfing blast. I got back in touch with Brandon and Jill and Chelsea and Jaci and everybody else. And I met/got to know better Donney, Curtis, Andrew (uhuhuhuhuh), and my own cousin. Who'd a thunk it?Let's see...Brandon's already famous on here, usually called "sir." He's the guy I like so much, and I realised yet again just why I like him so much. He's ridiculously kind, funny, he can act (huge bonus) and...some other inexplicable thing, I honestly don't know what it is. We didn't talk much this week, mostly because his gf was there, and for some reason, I feel inhibited by her. But she's nice, so it's no big deal, I guess.Jill was in my cabin my first year, and for some reason, at the time, I didn't really like her. But this year, she was incredible. She likes -- no, loves -- the Da Vinci Code, doesn't care what everyone else thinks, and has similar beliefs to me (which I honestly didn't think was possible). And she's nice and gives great comfort when it's needed.Chelsea was in my cabin two years ago too, and I've always liked her. She's funny and realllllllly craise. It's great. I saw her a couple weeks ago too, but it's different when you're a camper as opposed to a counselor. Jaci is also crazy. 'Specially when it comes to bustiers (how the hell do you spell that?) and she says stuff funny, like gold comes out gohd and such. It's great. She's incredible to be in one's cabin. Donney is a ridiculously attractive guy too. Very nice and curteous and crazy and I probably wouldn't recognise him away from Bay Shore. Kinda like me. *smiles innocently*Curtis...wow. Great guy. I didn't think much of him a couple weeks ago, but now...just...wow. And he smells good. *heh* I think I have some respect for him 'cause on commitment night he prayed, well, not really with me or for me, but those both kinda make sense...K I need to figure that out before it drives me crazy.Andrew. 'Nough said. *sniffsniff* Mmmm.Ahhh, yes. My cousin. I saw a totally different side of her on committment night. And...cool. Good to know it's there, Francis dahling.Commitment night. Amazing. But I'm gonna have to explain it tomorrow, I've gotta go, stuff to do and what not. And Francis needs the compy like she needs melted buttah.Cheers kids.PeaceRemus
Jammin' to: Don McLean *American Pie*
If remus were a drink they would be:
2 parts dangerous
1 parts flashy
2 parts bitch
Get Your RECIPE Here!
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I feel...: i love that word, chipper...
Jammin' to: Taking Back Sunday *New American Classic*So yeah. I just got back from camp. And omfg.I had a mfing blast. I got back in touch with Brandon and Jill and Chelsea and Jaci and everybody else. And I met/got to know better Donney, Curtis, Andrew (uhuhuhuhuh), and my own cousin. Who'd a thunk it?Let's see...Brandon's already famous on here, usually called "sir." He's the guy I like so much, and I realised yet again just why I like him so much. He's ridiculously kind, funny, he can act (huge bonus) and...some other inexplicable thing, I honestly don't know what it is. We didn't talk much this week, mostly because his gf was there, and for some reason, I feel inhibited by her. But she's nice, so it's no big deal, I guess.Jill was in my cabin my first year, and for some reason, at the time, I didn't really like her. But this year, she was incredible. She likes -- no, loves -- the Da Vinci Code, doesn't care what everyone else thinks, and has similar beliefs to me (which I honestly didn't think was possible). And she's nice and gives great comfort when it's needed.Chelsea was in my cabin two years ago too, and I've always liked her. She's funny and realllllllly craise. It's great. I saw her a couple weeks ago too, but it's different when you're a camper as opposed to a counselor. Jaci is also crazy. 'Specially when it comes to bustiers (how the hell do you spell that?) and she says stuff funny, like gold comes out gohd and such. It's great. She's incredible to be in one's cabin. Donney is a ridiculously attractive guy too. Very nice and curteous and crazy and I probably wouldn't recognise him away from Bay Shore. Kinda like me. *smiles innocently*Curtis...wow. Great guy. I didn't think much of him a couple weeks ago, but now...just...wow. And he smells good. *heh* I think I have some respect for him 'cause on commitment night he prayed, well, not really with me or for me, but those both kinda make sense...K I need to figure that out before it drives me crazy.Andrew. 'Nough said. *sniffsniff* Mmmm.Ahhh, yes. My cousin. I saw a totally different side of her on committment night. And...cool. Good to know it's there, Francis dahling.Commitment night. Amazing. But I'm gonna have to explain it tomorrow, I've gotta go, stuff to do and what not. And Francis needs the compy like she needs melted buttah.Cheers kids.PeaceRemus
5.7.06
My lovely and n'er popular biography from IMDb
I feel...: complacent
Jammin' to: some random orchestra piece that i don't know the title ofIn case there was something you didn't know about me -- and wanted to.*insert big pink smilie ribbon here*Why only spread awareness in October? ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ PIX!! photobucket.com/alb ums/e72/BryenAndBenF orEver/ (yes those really are my "patriotic" hands) Some cool quotes from Gerard from Mcr: · "That's what happens when you're all borderline psychotic and therein lies the beauty of this band - our duality. There's a duality to each band member too. There's a desire to have this constant conflict. If we write a write a song and it turns out really poppy, we have to make the lyrics really fucked up. There's psychosis to everything we do for sure. One day we're probably gonna write this number one pop tune that will be about a massacre!" I really like this next one, it explains a lot about why I tend to obsess about this band: · "If for one minute you think you're better than a sixteen year old girl in a Green Day t-shirt, you are sorely mistaken. Remember the first time you went to a show and saw your favorite band. You wore their shirt, and sang every word. You didn't know anything about scene politics, haircuts, or what was cool. All you knew was that this music made you feel different from anyone you shared a locker with. Someone finally understood you. This is what music is about." JDAIS!!! CPC!!! RumRunner!!! *unofficial* Pothead!!! SIPTEA (but I still can't remember what it means!)!!! um... -*Knock Knock* -"Who's there?" -"You know" -"You know who?" -"That's right, Avada Kedavra!" Alan shook his head. "That's about as unlikely as the notion that the Horseman killings were actually just a series of unfortunate shaving accidents." "Now that's uncalled for, damn it." I got bored with the profile, so here's a new one. Not much more exciting but more random. Comme moi. Incidently, I'm 16, a junior in high school, a girl, a Christian, an *official* thespian (meaning I'm a member of the International Thespian Society) and very democratic, but will probably register as independent just to make life slightly easier. And if that doesn't work, I'll just add another box on and mark it none of the above. Salut, je suis ennuyeuse. Peux- quelqu'un parler francais? Mon *grammar* est tres mal. Peux-quelqu'un m'aider???? J'en ai besoin! For those who care, I'm not actually British. Not that you can hear me talking, but.... Talking like I am is just a symptom of YKYRTMHPW... you speak with British accent. It's also a side effect of YKYLTTMOTBW... again, you speak with a British accent. *incidentally, YKYRTMHPW = you know you've read too much Harry Potter when... and YKYLTTMOTBW = you know you've listened to too mych of the Beatles when...* *ahem* I would just like to point out that I am not the only known sufferer of YKYLTTMOTBW...! I have just discovered that the Rumrunners's own Anns is also afflicted by this! Good to know it's not just me, mate ! Wisdom of various haunts of mine: The Rumrunners: One of Rollvieh's sigs ~ Dogs are sons of bitches. The Harry Potter boards: ~ Harry James Potter: Pissing off Lord Voldemort since 1981. The MCR boards: ~ if 7-11 is open 24 hours a day, 365 days a year, why are there locks on the doors? ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Sigs I would use, but they're either inappropriate or so odd, it's ludicrous *I'm hornier than a three-balled tomcat. *Fuckity fuck! *It's a chair... IN A BAG! *Futt bucker [not really, a friend of mine says this all the time and I can't help but laugh at it] *I dig a pony *Trolls can kiss my butt *Fedoras rock my sox *I dig shirts and ties (even though I'm a girl) *Pop-ups can kiss my butt too Random things/Amusing Anecdotes *if your mum ever tells you not to make a face 'cause it might stick, pay her heed: a member of my family used to make a face when she got irked or even pissed, but she's made it so much that it's become the norm for her. So now you can't even have some warning if she's getting mad, you just have to guess. Not fun. You can't even disagree with her 'cause she takes it personally and it's just -- well -- bad. Please go to my website, I really like it, and you should too! It's really random (like me) and it's very pointless (like me), but all the same check it out!!! please? ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Random Stuff about Me: Fave Movies *Phantom of the Opera *PotC *Back to the Future trilogy *Charlie and the Chocolate Factory (let's boogie!) *Chocolat *Kate and Leopold *French Kiss (what can I say? I am an azzhole) *You've Got Mail *Sleepless in Seattle *Dave *What Women Want *The Wedding Planner *Maid in Manhatten (yeah, I'm a sucker for romantic comedies) *What's Eating Gilbert Grape *Blazing Saddles *Robin Hood: Men in Tights *Spaceballs *Young Frankenstein *Silver Streak *Timeline (sucks compared to the book, though) *Lethal Weapon *Angels in the Outfield *Sleepy Hollow *Edward Scissorhands *Secret Window *Reign of Fire *Saw *The Princess Bride (inconceivable!) *Harry Potter and the Prisoner of Azkaban *Harry Potter and the Chamber of Secrets *Harry Potter and the Sorceror's Stone *M*A*S*H (TV) *M*A*S*H (movie) *Escnaba in da Moonlight (nanomo', nanomo') Fave Books *Harry Potter series, JK Rowling *Artemis Fowl series, Eoin Colfer *He Sees You when You're Sleeping, Mary and Carol Higgins Clark *The Wish List, Eoin Colfer *The Supernaturalist, Eoin Colfer *Cut, Patricia McCormick *Le Fantome de l'Opera, Gaston Leroux *Left Behind series, Tim LaHaye and Jerry B Jenkins (scared the shit outta me) *Amhearst Mystery series, Gayle Roper *The Prayer of Jabez for Teens, Bruce Wilkinson *Timeline, Michael Chricton (sp?) *Girl meets God, Lauren F Winner *Babylon Rising, Tim LaHaye and Greg Dinallo *Complete Works, William Shakespeare *Rocket Boys, Homer H Hickam, Jr *M*A*S*H, by Richard Hooker *Dr Jekyll and Mr Hyde, Robert Louis Stevenson *The 2,000 Year Old Man in the Year 2000, Mel Brooks and Carl Reiner Fave Songs/Albums *American Idiot, Green Day *I So Hate Consequences, Relient K *Home, Three Days Grace *End of the Beginning, David Phelps *Three Cheers for Sweet Revenge, My Chemical Romance *Notes (from PotO), Andrew Lloyd Webber *Breaking the Habit, Linkin Park *One Step Closer, Linkin Park *Numb, Linkin Park *Andy Williams' Greatest Hits, Andy Williams (yeah, I'm lame, it's a gift) *Kids!(from Bye Bye Birdie), ??? *Until..., Sting *Rockafellar Skank, Fatboy Slim *Take Back your Mink (from Guys and Dolls), ??? *Let it Be... Naked, The Beatles *Hymn for a Sunday Evening (Bye Bye Birdie), ??? *Double Trouble (from HP:PoA), John Williams *Brain Stew, Green Day *Runnin' with the Devil, Van Halen *Humans Being, Van Halen *Beverly Hills, Weezer *Scars, Papa Roach *Pieces, Sum 41 *Fall to Pieces, Velvet Revolver *Welcome to the Jungle, Guns 'N Roses *Sweet Child o'Mine, Guns 'N Roses *If I Die Tomorrow, Motley Crue *Vertigo, U2 *Whatsername, Green Day (yes I know it's on American Idiot, but I really like this song) *Best of You, Foo Fighters *Sooner or Later, Breaking Benjamin *Sympathy of Destruction, Megadeth *Seek and Destroy, Metallica *Mr Brownstone, Guns n' Roses *Paradise City, Guns n' Roses *Appetite for Destruction, Guns n' Roses *Dr Feelgood, Motley Crue *Reach for the Sky, Social Distortion *You Brought Me Your Bullets, I Brought You My Love, My Chemical Romance Fave Time of Day 2.10 pm (when I get out of school) Least Fave Time of Day 7.30 am (when school starts) Various Articles of Clothing I Find Interesting or Intriguing *Fedoras kick butt, no contest *White guys shirts and plain black ties *Bucket hats, especially from Cedar Point *Converse high tops, but they have to be really ghetto and have holes 3-5 inches long in the sides -- like mine *Really long, billowy sweaters *Really long, billowy cloaks *Really long, billowy robes *Anything really long and billowy *Pajamas. Pajamas are hot, just not at school, it makes you look like you just rolled out of bed (yeah, in some cases you did just roll out of bed, but you don't have to flaunt it) *Anything denim: jeans, jackets, denim kicks butt *Those broomstick skirts, good fun on windy days... extra shorts, anyone? Without 'em, you just look like Marilyn M -- onroe (ha! you thought I was gonna say Manson! alright, so you didn't, way to burst my bubble) Characters I've Made Up in Vain Attempts at Fanfics (you wanna hear their backstory, PM me) *Reilly Jeanne Lupin, Remus' sister, Harry Potter *Sagitta Nigellus, 16-year-old daughter of Phineas, Harry Potter *Some random American chick, Artemis Fowl *Colette Broucher, French/English surgeon in the Korean War, M*A*S*H (TV) *Bryen McNamara, American surgeon in the Korean War, M*A*S*H (TV) (this name also serves several other purposes of mine, but they're not really fanfics, so they don't belong here) *Hannah Rose Radcliffe, close friend of Ichabod Crane's, Sleepy Hollow (the movie, not story) Video Games I Like *Spyro the Dragon *Spyro 2: Ripto's Rage *Spyro: Year of the Dragon (the Spyro games made under Universal suck) *Ratchet and Clank *Ratchet and Clank: Going Commando *Ratchet and Clank: Up Your Arsenal *Crash Bandicoot 2: Cortex Strikes Back *Crash Bandicoot Warped *CTR (Crash Team Racing) *Need for Speed: Hot Pursuit (PS1 version) *Grand Theft Auto: Vice City *Lara Croft Tomb Raider (but I have no idea which one, I need to find out) *Snood *Circus Atari *Kirby's Avalanche *Warlords (Atari 2600, not arcade-style) *Keystone Kapers (Atari 2600) Some Really Stupid Poetry that Proves Insomnia isn't a Good Thing *Deviled Ham Deviled Ham, You're like the Baltic Sea: Oh, deviled ham, You're very salty! Deviled ham, You're hard to beat, You go so well On a slice of wheat! But Deviled ham, You I'd never nuke: You already look And smell like puke! But all the same I must admit: You sure as hell Make a good sandwich! thank you, thank you, I'll be here all week... *Rum 'n Apples A bottle of rum Is hard to beat While waiting on A sandy beach. But first an apple Must be enjoyed Before good rum May be employed. Rum 'n apples Will woo said strumpet; Sorry, Will, Jack and she've already done it. [/poetic voice] And I'm working on one about the Green Banana of Tortuga, but it will unfortunately have to wait for another sleepless night... could be a while... Things I Wanna Do Before my 20th Birthday *Learn Metallica's "Seek and Destroy" on the guitar *Meet Drew and Mike *Go to a Green Day concert *Have my first kiss on a moonlit beach with one of the guys I like with Taking Back Sunday's New American Classic playing in the background (I'm such a romantic) (This is top on my list...!) Things I Wanna Do before my Demise *Meet/work with: ~Tom Hanks (who, awesomely enough, is a member of the International Thespian Society! Like me! Woot!!!) ~Gerard Butler (*gets warm fuzzy feeling thinking of him*) ~Johhny Depp ~Mel Gibson ~Cary Elwes ~Daniel Radcliffe ~Jason Isaacs ~J K Rowling ~Michael J Fox ~Matt Damon ~Heath Ledger ~Hugh Laurie ~Alan Alda ~and many more... *Go to Hawaii *Go to the Grand Canyon *Stay in London for a short time *Stay in France for a short time *See a local band get famous (that'd kick butt) ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ And now, for personal use, a compilation of sigs I want to used at some point: *I never make mistakes. I thought I did once, but I was mistaken. *I drive way too fast to worry about cholesterol *If you're too open-minded, your brain will fall out *Everything I say is fully substantiated by my own opinion *dain bramaged *Sarcasm: just one more service I offer *Mom, Dad... I'm Gaelic *Et tu, Dufus? *I can't remember what I forgot to forget *Doesn't expecting the unexpected make the unexpected the expected? *I've stopped listening, why haven't you stopped talking? *Remusology: the Study of Remus *I can't hear you... I've got a banana in my ear *Stupid people make my brain sad *333 -- I'm only half-evil *Davey Jones' Locker -- Lancashire, England *I work for God: the retirement benefits are great *To err is human, to forgive divine, and neither is Marine Corps policy *Mirror mirror on the wall... what the %&#@ happened? *OC overly caucasian. Do not place on a dance floor *I'm sorry but I don't know any words small enough for you to understand *It's all fun and games till someone loses an eye -- then it's HOCKEY! *and your point is...? *Good morning is an oxymoron *Even if the voices aren't real, they have some pretty good ideas *Has anyone ever just hauled off and hit you? *A good lawyer knows the law, but a great lawyer knows the judge *Instant human, just add coffee * So many books, so little time *Make it idiot proof and someone will make a better idiot *needs supervision *I have multiple personalities and none of them like you *The difference between genius and stupidity is that genius has its limits *Who are you and why are you reading my sig? *I don't suffer from insanity. I enjoy every minute of it *When you're right no one remembers, when you're wrong no one forgets *They say I have ADD but they just don't understand. Oh look, a chicken! ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ According to http://www.go-quiz. com/acronym/, I am: Responsible (riiiiiiight)Edgy (don't doubt it) Misunderstood (probably) Useful (if you say so) Strange (really? i hadn't noticed) Perhaps... ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Ok, that's enough of that. Watermelon! *a la Willy Wonka* wow PeaceRemus
Jammin' to: some random orchestra piece that i don't know the title ofIn case there was something you didn't know about me -- and wanted to.*insert big pink smilie ribbon here*Why only spread awareness in October? ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ PIX!! photobucket.com/alb ums/e72/BryenAndBenF orEver/ (yes those really are my "patriotic" hands) Some cool quotes from Gerard from Mcr: · "That's what happens when you're all borderline psychotic and therein lies the beauty of this band - our duality. There's a duality to each band member too. There's a desire to have this constant conflict. If we write a write a song and it turns out really poppy, we have to make the lyrics really fucked up. There's psychosis to everything we do for sure. One day we're probably gonna write this number one pop tune that will be about a massacre!" I really like this next one, it explains a lot about why I tend to obsess about this band: · "If for one minute you think you're better than a sixteen year old girl in a Green Day t-shirt, you are sorely mistaken. Remember the first time you went to a show and saw your favorite band. You wore their shirt, and sang every word. You didn't know anything about scene politics, haircuts, or what was cool. All you knew was that this music made you feel different from anyone you shared a locker with. Someone finally understood you. This is what music is about." JDAIS!!! CPC!!! RumRunner!!! *unofficial* Pothead!!! SIPTEA (but I still can't remember what it means!)!!! um... -*Knock Knock* -"Who's there?" -"You know" -"You know who?" -"That's right, Avada Kedavra!" Alan shook his head. "That's about as unlikely as the notion that the Horseman killings were actually just a series of unfortunate shaving accidents." "Now that's uncalled for, damn it." I got bored with the profile, so here's a new one. Not much more exciting but more random. Comme moi. Incidently, I'm 16, a junior in high school, a girl, a Christian, an *official* thespian (meaning I'm a member of the International Thespian Society) and very democratic, but will probably register as independent just to make life slightly easier. And if that doesn't work, I'll just add another box on and mark it none of the above. Salut, je suis ennuyeuse. Peux- quelqu'un parler francais? Mon *grammar* est tres mal. Peux-quelqu'un m'aider???? J'en ai besoin! For those who care, I'm not actually British. Not that you can hear me talking, but.... Talking like I am is just a symptom of YKYRTMHPW... you speak with British accent. It's also a side effect of YKYLTTMOTBW... again, you speak with a British accent. *incidentally, YKYRTMHPW = you know you've read too much Harry Potter when... and YKYLTTMOTBW = you know you've listened to too mych of the Beatles when...* *ahem* I would just like to point out that I am not the only known sufferer of YKYLTTMOTBW...! I have just discovered that the Rumrunners's own Anns is also afflicted by this! Good to know it's not just me, mate ! Wisdom of various haunts of mine: The Rumrunners: One of Rollvieh's sigs ~ Dogs are sons of bitches. The Harry Potter boards: ~ Harry James Potter: Pissing off Lord Voldemort since 1981. The MCR boards: ~ if 7-11 is open 24 hours a day, 365 days a year, why are there locks on the doors? ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Sigs I would use, but they're either inappropriate or so odd, it's ludicrous *I'm hornier than a three-balled tomcat. *Fuckity fuck! *It's a chair... IN A BAG! *Futt bucker [not really, a friend of mine says this all the time and I can't help but laugh at it] *I dig a pony *Trolls can kiss my butt *Fedoras rock my sox *I dig shirts and ties (even though I'm a girl) *Pop-ups can kiss my butt too Random things/Amusing Anecdotes *if your mum ever tells you not to make a face 'cause it might stick, pay her heed: a member of my family used to make a face when she got irked or even pissed, but she's made it so much that it's become the norm for her. So now you can't even have some warning if she's getting mad, you just have to guess. Not fun. You can't even disagree with her 'cause she takes it personally and it's just -- well -- bad. Please go to my website, I really like it, and you should too! It's really random (like me) and it's very pointless (like me), but all the same check it out!!! please? ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Random Stuff about Me: Fave Movies *Phantom of the Opera *PotC *Back to the Future trilogy *Charlie and the Chocolate Factory (let's boogie!) *Chocolat *Kate and Leopold *French Kiss (what can I say? I am an azzhole) *You've Got Mail *Sleepless in Seattle *Dave *What Women Want *The Wedding Planner *Maid in Manhatten (yeah, I'm a sucker for romantic comedies) *What's Eating Gilbert Grape *Blazing Saddles *Robin Hood: Men in Tights *Spaceballs *Young Frankenstein *Silver Streak *Timeline (sucks compared to the book, though) *Lethal Weapon *Angels in the Outfield *Sleepy Hollow *Edward Scissorhands *Secret Window *Reign of Fire *Saw *The Princess Bride (inconceivable!) *Harry Potter and the Prisoner of Azkaban *Harry Potter and the Chamber of Secrets *Harry Potter and the Sorceror's Stone *M*A*S*H (TV) *M*A*S*H (movie) *Escnaba in da Moonlight (nanomo', nanomo') Fave Books *Harry Potter series, JK Rowling *Artemis Fowl series, Eoin Colfer *He Sees You when You're Sleeping, Mary and Carol Higgins Clark *The Wish List, Eoin Colfer *The Supernaturalist, Eoin Colfer *Cut, Patricia McCormick *Le Fantome de l'Opera, Gaston Leroux *Left Behind series, Tim LaHaye and Jerry B Jenkins (scared the shit outta me) *Amhearst Mystery series, Gayle Roper *The Prayer of Jabez for Teens, Bruce Wilkinson *Timeline, Michael Chricton (sp?) *Girl meets God, Lauren F Winner *Babylon Rising, Tim LaHaye and Greg Dinallo *Complete Works, William Shakespeare *Rocket Boys, Homer H Hickam, Jr *M*A*S*H, by Richard Hooker *Dr Jekyll and Mr Hyde, Robert Louis Stevenson *The 2,000 Year Old Man in the Year 2000, Mel Brooks and Carl Reiner Fave Songs/Albums *American Idiot, Green Day *I So Hate Consequences, Relient K *Home, Three Days Grace *End of the Beginning, David Phelps *Three Cheers for Sweet Revenge, My Chemical Romance *Notes (from PotO), Andrew Lloyd Webber *Breaking the Habit, Linkin Park *One Step Closer, Linkin Park *Numb, Linkin Park *Andy Williams' Greatest Hits, Andy Williams (yeah, I'm lame, it's a gift) *Kids!(from Bye Bye Birdie), ??? *Until..., Sting *Rockafellar Skank, Fatboy Slim *Take Back your Mink (from Guys and Dolls), ??? *Let it Be... Naked, The Beatles *Hymn for a Sunday Evening (Bye Bye Birdie), ??? *Double Trouble (from HP:PoA), John Williams *Brain Stew, Green Day *Runnin' with the Devil, Van Halen *Humans Being, Van Halen *Beverly Hills, Weezer *Scars, Papa Roach *Pieces, Sum 41 *Fall to Pieces, Velvet Revolver *Welcome to the Jungle, Guns 'N Roses *Sweet Child o'Mine, Guns 'N Roses *If I Die Tomorrow, Motley Crue *Vertigo, U2 *Whatsername, Green Day (yes I know it's on American Idiot, but I really like this song) *Best of You, Foo Fighters *Sooner or Later, Breaking Benjamin *Sympathy of Destruction, Megadeth *Seek and Destroy, Metallica *Mr Brownstone, Guns n' Roses *Paradise City, Guns n' Roses *Appetite for Destruction, Guns n' Roses *Dr Feelgood, Motley Crue *Reach for the Sky, Social Distortion *You Brought Me Your Bullets, I Brought You My Love, My Chemical Romance Fave Time of Day 2.10 pm (when I get out of school) Least Fave Time of Day 7.30 am (when school starts) Various Articles of Clothing I Find Interesting or Intriguing *Fedoras kick butt, no contest *White guys shirts and plain black ties *Bucket hats, especially from Cedar Point *Converse high tops, but they have to be really ghetto and have holes 3-5 inches long in the sides -- like mine *Really long, billowy sweaters *Really long, billowy cloaks *Really long, billowy robes *Anything really long and billowy *Pajamas. Pajamas are hot, just not at school, it makes you look like you just rolled out of bed (yeah, in some cases you did just roll out of bed, but you don't have to flaunt it) *Anything denim: jeans, jackets, denim kicks butt *Those broomstick skirts, good fun on windy days... extra shorts, anyone? Without 'em, you just look like Marilyn M -- onroe (ha! you thought I was gonna say Manson! alright, so you didn't, way to burst my bubble) Characters I've Made Up in Vain Attempts at Fanfics (you wanna hear their backstory, PM me) *Reilly Jeanne Lupin, Remus' sister, Harry Potter *Sagitta Nigellus, 16-year-old daughter of Phineas, Harry Potter *Some random American chick, Artemis Fowl *Colette Broucher, French/English surgeon in the Korean War, M*A*S*H (TV) *Bryen McNamara, American surgeon in the Korean War, M*A*S*H (TV) (this name also serves several other purposes of mine, but they're not really fanfics, so they don't belong here) *Hannah Rose Radcliffe, close friend of Ichabod Crane's, Sleepy Hollow (the movie, not story) Video Games I Like *Spyro the Dragon *Spyro 2: Ripto's Rage *Spyro: Year of the Dragon (the Spyro games made under Universal suck) *Ratchet and Clank *Ratchet and Clank: Going Commando *Ratchet and Clank: Up Your Arsenal *Crash Bandicoot 2: Cortex Strikes Back *Crash Bandicoot Warped *CTR (Crash Team Racing) *Need for Speed: Hot Pursuit (PS1 version) *Grand Theft Auto: Vice City *Lara Croft Tomb Raider (but I have no idea which one, I need to find out) *Snood *Circus Atari *Kirby's Avalanche *Warlords (Atari 2600, not arcade-style) *Keystone Kapers (Atari 2600) Some Really Stupid Poetry that Proves Insomnia isn't a Good Thing *Deviled Ham Deviled Ham, You're like the Baltic Sea: Oh, deviled ham, You're very salty! Deviled ham, You're hard to beat, You go so well On a slice of wheat! But Deviled ham, You I'd never nuke: You already look And smell like puke! But all the same I must admit: You sure as hell Make a good sandwich! thank you, thank you, I'll be here all week... *Rum 'n Apples A bottle of rum Is hard to beat While waiting on A sandy beach. But first an apple Must be enjoyed Before good rum May be employed. Rum 'n apples Will woo said strumpet; Sorry, Will, Jack and she've already done it. [/poetic voice] And I'm working on one about the Green Banana of Tortuga, but it will unfortunately have to wait for another sleepless night... could be a while... Things I Wanna Do Before my 20th Birthday *Learn Metallica's "Seek and Destroy" on the guitar *Meet Drew and Mike *Go to a Green Day concert *Have my first kiss on a moonlit beach with one of the guys I like with Taking Back Sunday's New American Classic playing in the background (I'm such a romantic) (This is top on my list...!) Things I Wanna Do before my Demise *Meet/work with: ~Tom Hanks (who, awesomely enough, is a member of the International Thespian Society! Like me! Woot!!!) ~Gerard Butler (*gets warm fuzzy feeling thinking of him*) ~Johhny Depp ~Mel Gibson ~Cary Elwes ~Daniel Radcliffe ~Jason Isaacs ~J K Rowling ~Michael J Fox ~Matt Damon ~Heath Ledger ~Hugh Laurie ~Alan Alda ~and many more... *Go to Hawaii *Go to the Grand Canyon *Stay in London for a short time *Stay in France for a short time *See a local band get famous (that'd kick butt) ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ And now, for personal use, a compilation of sigs I want to used at some point: *I never make mistakes. I thought I did once, but I was mistaken. *I drive way too fast to worry about cholesterol *If you're too open-minded, your brain will fall out *Everything I say is fully substantiated by my own opinion *dain bramaged *Sarcasm: just one more service I offer *Mom, Dad... I'm Gaelic *Et tu, Dufus? *I can't remember what I forgot to forget *Doesn't expecting the unexpected make the unexpected the expected? *I've stopped listening, why haven't you stopped talking? *Remusology: the Study of Remus *I can't hear you... I've got a banana in my ear *Stupid people make my brain sad *333 -- I'm only half-evil *Davey Jones' Locker -- Lancashire, England *I work for God: the retirement benefits are great *To err is human, to forgive divine, and neither is Marine Corps policy *Mirror mirror on the wall... what the %&#@ happened? *OC overly caucasian. Do not place on a dance floor *I'm sorry but I don't know any words small enough for you to understand *It's all fun and games till someone loses an eye -- then it's HOCKEY! *and your point is...? *Good morning is an oxymoron *Even if the voices aren't real, they have some pretty good ideas *Has anyone ever just hauled off and hit you? *A good lawyer knows the law, but a great lawyer knows the judge *Instant human, just add coffee * So many books, so little time *Make it idiot proof and someone will make a better idiot *needs supervision *I have multiple personalities and none of them like you *The difference between genius and stupidity is that genius has its limits *Who are you and why are you reading my sig? *I don't suffer from insanity. I enjoy every minute of it *When you're right no one remembers, when you're wrong no one forgets *They say I have ADD but they just don't understand. Oh look, a chicken! ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ According to http://www.go-quiz. com/acronym/, I am: Responsible (riiiiiiight)Edgy (don't doubt it) Misunderstood (probably) Useful (if you say so) Strange (really? i hadn't noticed) Perhaps... ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Ok, that's enough of that. Watermelon! *a la Willy Wonka* wow PeaceRemus
13.6.06
I think I've had a breakthrough...
I feel...: dorky
Jammin' to: Linkin Park *Numb*
Yeah, just a little one though...not really a breakthrough, come to that...just a realisation really...
Anywho, here we go...
So I realised today, in the Concert Choir final, that despite my low self-esteem and opinion of myself (and everyone else's), I realised that maybe I'm not half so hated or disliked as I thought I was. I mean, I just assumed that everyone hated me. But then, for my CC final, I started with, "Well, I'm [Remus] and I'll be doing My Chemical Romance's 'Drowning Lessons.' And I know that I'm not supposed to do this but I apologise -- I've got a cold for like the millionth time this year and I have no idea what I'm gonna sound like, so bear with me." All silent. So Doyle starts the song, and I start singing (pleasantly surprised but not that it's in my head voice, I mean it didn't sound too bad to me, but I'd practised in mixed and I'd liked how it sounded). So I forget some of the words in the bridge kinda thing and get all embarassed but I remembered what came next so it was all good. So after the last "Without a sound, and I wish you away," I'm like, "K, that's basically it, it just fades at this point," so as he's turning it off, the class started clapping and doing those strange wooooo things girls do (it's an all-girls choir, did I mention that?) and I just kinda was like to myself, "Okay then, that's kinda weird," and to Doyle I was like, "That was the longest four minutes of my life," and he just laughed and said, "You did good," and I was like again to myself, "K, this is really weird...they're clapping and woooooing like I never woulda guessed or expected, and Doyle's giving me a compliment...alrighty then," and it was kinda cool. I just didn't expect it, and if you were there and are reading this *cough*Meddy*cough*, here's my little disclaimer thing:
Um, yeah, this probably sounds all stuck up, like, "Yay me! I got applause! All love me!" but it's not meant that way, not at all. It's meant to be an honest...I dunno, there's a word for it...kinda like just a little thing to say, "Hey, this little thing you lot did meant a lot to me, thank you, and my self-esteem thanks you too." That kind of thing, like a thank-you note thing. Also something that needs to be included in this little disclaimer is that my imagination may have changed something(s). I honestly don't know -- how could I, come to that, know whatever (if any) embellishment my imagination's added is all that I remember? My memory sucks anyway, so who knows? Well, if you were there, feel free to comment and set me straight, I'd appreciate that too. Even if it means I've totally deluded myself (always a possibility with me) go for it...either way, I'd rather remember the truth than this fun little uplifting (on my part anyway) anecdote.
K, so that's it. I'm done now. Kinda sad, that it's taken me an hour to type all this. But then, I was watching "Notting Hill," at the same time, so I guess it kinda makes sense. Just kinda though.
Peace
Remus
Jammin' to: Linkin Park *Numb*
Yeah, just a little one though...not really a breakthrough, come to that...just a realisation really...
Anywho, here we go...
So I realised today, in the Concert Choir final, that despite my low self-esteem and opinion of myself (and everyone else's), I realised that maybe I'm not half so hated or disliked as I thought I was. I mean, I just assumed that everyone hated me. But then, for my CC final, I started with, "Well, I'm [Remus] and I'll be doing My Chemical Romance's 'Drowning Lessons.' And I know that I'm not supposed to do this but I apologise -- I've got a cold for like the millionth time this year and I have no idea what I'm gonna sound like, so bear with me." All silent. So Doyle starts the song, and I start singing (pleasantly surprised but not that it's in my head voice, I mean it didn't sound too bad to me, but I'd practised in mixed and I'd liked how it sounded). So I forget some of the words in the bridge kinda thing and get all embarassed but I remembered what came next so it was all good. So after the last "Without a sound, and I wish you away," I'm like, "K, that's basically it, it just fades at this point," so as he's turning it off, the class started clapping and doing those strange wooooo things girls do (it's an all-girls choir, did I mention that?) and I just kinda was like to myself, "Okay then, that's kinda weird," and to Doyle I was like, "That was the longest four minutes of my life," and he just laughed and said, "You did good," and I was like again to myself, "K, this is really weird...they're clapping and woooooing like I never woulda guessed or expected, and Doyle's giving me a compliment...alrighty then," and it was kinda cool. I just didn't expect it, and if you were there and are reading this *cough*Meddy*cough*, here's my little disclaimer thing:
Um, yeah, this probably sounds all stuck up, like, "Yay me! I got applause! All love me!" but it's not meant that way, not at all. It's meant to be an honest...I dunno, there's a word for it...kinda like just a little thing to say, "Hey, this little thing you lot did meant a lot to me, thank you, and my self-esteem thanks you too." That kind of thing, like a thank-you note thing. Also something that needs to be included in this little disclaimer is that my imagination may have changed something(s). I honestly don't know -- how could I, come to that, know whatever (if any) embellishment my imagination's added is all that I remember? My memory sucks anyway, so who knows? Well, if you were there, feel free to comment and set me straight, I'd appreciate that too. Even if it means I've totally deluded myself (always a possibility with me) go for it...either way, I'd rather remember the truth than this fun little uplifting (on my part anyway) anecdote.
K, so that's it. I'm done now. Kinda sad, that it's taken me an hour to type all this. But then, I was watching "Notting Hill," at the same time, so I guess it kinda makes sense. Just kinda though.
Peace
Remus
12.6.06
What a Load of Shite.
I feel...: sick, but not puking like him
Jammin' to: *How Merrily We Live* [it's a madrigal]
K, well, time for une autre update (I'm so glad I figured out the markups for this).
This is just to explain my "interests" thing in my bio...yes I know that it seems that I feel that every little thing I do requires an explanation...
So, to business. MCR...well k that's flipping obvious. AFI...that is too. You've Got Mail...that's my favoriteist romantic comedy ever, it's such a feel-good movie, I like to watch it when I'm sick (like right now. God I've been sick so friggin' much this school year! Gahhhhh!). Tom Hanks...he's an incredible actor and if he wasn't forty years my senior and I knew him, he'd be off the market (if you know what I'm sayin'), I love that guy. Gerard Way...great voice, the lead singer of [if you don't know you are unworthy of reading this, so bugger off -- I solly, I swear a lot when I'm sick], and I really think he could be a great actor too, judging by the Ghost of You video, boy do I love my actors lol. Acting...well that might have something to do with it, it's one of my favoriteist activities in the world to do, I dunno, like I've said before, I get a high off acting, it's exhilherating (I can't spell). Theatre...see above. Stage...yeah, doi. Guitar...I'm learning how to play (chanson par chanson) but I love the instrument and I looooove my baby -- it's an Ovation Celebrity!! AAHHHH!! Music...yeah, music is my life, I've loved music from day one, it doesn't matter what kind just so long as it's got a rhythm and pitch (k, rap does NOT count, k?). Madrigals...by far the most fun type of song to sing, lots of "fa la la"--ing, but they've got fun melody/harmony lines and the words are quite -- erm -- interesting. Henry Ford...he's just a cool guy, I find him fascinating, "History is bunk!"
K so that's that.
That is all.
Peace out
Remus
Jammin' to: *How Merrily We Live* [it's a madrigal]
K, well, time for une autre update (I'm so glad I figured out the markups for this).
This is just to explain my "interests" thing in my bio...yes I know that it seems that I feel that every little thing I do requires an explanation...
So, to business. MCR...well k that's flipping obvious. AFI...that is too. You've Got Mail...that's my favoriteist romantic comedy ever, it's such a feel-good movie, I like to watch it when I'm sick (like right now. God I've been sick so friggin' much this school year! Gahhhhh!). Tom Hanks...he's an incredible actor and if he wasn't forty years my senior and I knew him, he'd be off the market (if you know what I'm sayin'), I love that guy. Gerard Way...great voice, the lead singer of [if you don't know you are unworthy of reading this, so bugger off -- I solly, I swear a lot when I'm sick], and I really think he could be a great actor too, judging by the Ghost of You video, boy do I love my actors lol. Acting...well that might have something to do with it, it's one of my favoriteist activities in the world to do, I dunno, like I've said before, I get a high off acting, it's exhilherating (I can't spell). Theatre...see above. Stage...yeah, doi. Guitar...I'm learning how to play (chanson par chanson) but I love the instrument and I looooove my baby -- it's an Ovation Celebrity!! AAHHHH!! Music...yeah, music is my life, I've loved music from day one, it doesn't matter what kind just so long as it's got a rhythm and pitch (k, rap does NOT count, k?). Madrigals...by far the most fun type of song to sing, lots of "fa la la"--ing, but they've got fun melody/harmony lines and the words are quite -- erm -- interesting. Henry Ford...he's just a cool guy, I find him fascinating, "History is bunk!"
K so that's that.
That is all.
Peace out
Remus
9.6.06
Pass the Kleenex
I feel...: not a drop of energy left...
Jammin' to: My Chemical Romance *Our Lady of Sorrows*
K, well...still nothing really to report, so I'm just gonna do what I do best and ramble a bit.
I'm gonna be totally depressed tonight, by bestest friend in the history of the world (part two) graduates tonight and I'm not gonna see her again 'til her gradumation party on Sunday, but after that, who knows? It really sucks 'cause she and I are really close, I mean, she knows more about me than anyone, and I know a lot about her (I won't presume to know more about her than anyone, I dunno who else she's used as a therapist), and she's like my psych and I use her as a sounding board for story ideas, and to figure out my problems ('cause Lord knows I've got problems...)...I'm really gonna miss you lady.
And for those who don't know who I'm talking about...she's none other than Meddy dahling, man she and I've been tight this year. It all started when my mom and I were having a few issues...I kinda vented to her a lot, even though we were like just friends, like barely friends...then we got to trusting each other more, then at the height of my craving for the stage she became my confidant. She was the only one to know just how bad I wanted to be somebody else for a while (still do, come to that), and we just got tighter and tighter from there. I began to trust her with more and more, and I mean stuff that I'd never told anyone before (and some I still haven't...and don't plan to 'til I get over one of my biggest problems...it's a judgement complex, 'case you didn't know), and she even knows about a very serious (though not at the moment) problem of mine...don't ask, I'm not telling, I only told her because I thought I'd figured out why I wanted to be the kind of character on stage that I do (if that made any sense) and I told her what I thought it was, and she said this little *unidentified* problem as a joke in response to the definition I'd given her, and I said, "Well, actually, yeah..." and she was just like "Holy shit..." but we're getting through it...I hope...won't know for a while, at any rate...all I know is that it isn't worth the stress to do it anymore, too much paranoia that comes...now, before I accidently spill, I'm gonna kinda change the subject. So she's felt obligated to share stuff with me, but I was like it's no big deal, really, no strings attached here...but she told me stuff anyway and I was like wow...but it's cool, I love her and I'm gonna miss her next year.
Meddy -- the best of luck in all you do, dahling. You kick serious ass and are one of the nicest people I know, the most trustworthy friend of mine, and I give you high praise for putting up with my family...lol. Stay true to you lady! You rock! As only the best (second) hottest guy said, "Be yourself, don't take anyone's [and I mean ANYONE] shit and never let them take you alive..." Don't you dare change, I'm likely to go postal on your ass if you do, and you don't wanna see Remus go postal...Well, this is basically the same thing I wrote in your yearbook, so I'm peacin'.
Love ya kid
That is all.
Peace out
Remus
Jammin' to: My Chemical Romance *Our Lady of Sorrows*
K, well...still nothing really to report, so I'm just gonna do what I do best and ramble a bit.
I'm gonna be totally depressed tonight, by bestest friend in the history of the world (part two) graduates tonight and I'm not gonna see her again 'til her gradumation party on Sunday, but after that, who knows? It really sucks 'cause she and I are really close, I mean, she knows more about me than anyone, and I know a lot about her (I won't presume to know more about her than anyone, I dunno who else she's used as a therapist), and she's like my psych and I use her as a sounding board for story ideas, and to figure out my problems ('cause Lord knows I've got problems...)...I'm really gonna miss you lady.
And for those who don't know who I'm talking about...she's none other than Meddy dahling, man she and I've been tight this year. It all started when my mom and I were having a few issues...I kinda vented to her a lot, even though we were like just friends, like barely friends...then we got to trusting each other more, then at the height of my craving for the stage she became my confidant. She was the only one to know just how bad I wanted to be somebody else for a while (still do, come to that), and we just got tighter and tighter from there. I began to trust her with more and more, and I mean stuff that I'd never told anyone before (and some I still haven't...and don't plan to 'til I get over one of my biggest problems...it's a judgement complex, 'case you didn't know), and she even knows about a very serious (though not at the moment) problem of mine...don't ask, I'm not telling, I only told her because I thought I'd figured out why I wanted to be the kind of character on stage that I do (if that made any sense) and I told her what I thought it was, and she said this little *unidentified* problem as a joke in response to the definition I'd given her, and I said, "Well, actually, yeah..." and she was just like "Holy shit..." but we're getting through it...I hope...won't know for a while, at any rate...all I know is that it isn't worth the stress to do it anymore, too much paranoia that comes...now, before I accidently spill, I'm gonna kinda change the subject. So she's felt obligated to share stuff with me, but I was like it's no big deal, really, no strings attached here...but she told me stuff anyway and I was like wow...but it's cool, I love her and I'm gonna miss her next year.
Meddy -- the best of luck in all you do, dahling. You kick serious ass and are one of the nicest people I know, the most trustworthy friend of mine, and I give you high praise for putting up with my family...lol. Stay true to you lady! You rock! As only the best (second) hottest guy said, "Be yourself, don't take anyone's [and I mean ANYONE] shit and never let them take you alive..." Don't you dare change, I'm likely to go postal on your ass if you do, and you don't wanna see Remus go postal...Well, this is basically the same thing I wrote in your yearbook, so I'm peacin'.
Love ya kid
That is all.
Peace out
Remus
4.6.06
*disclaimer*
I feel...: gahhhhh
Jammin' to: AFI *Miss Murder*
Hey losers long time no "see"...yeah, been kinda busy lately, shit for school, job hunting (but not really...lol), drama (not the stage kind either -- gahhhhhhhhhh), more shit for school...k, so I haven't been that busy, just haven't updated for a while...my apologies.
So yeah, this is just a simple "disclaimer" entry. See, I changed the title of my journal again, and I just wanna make sure it's clear...REMUS DOES NOT HAVE A CHEMICAL ROMANCE. I just like the band My Chemical Romance (and it's name) and I wanted to use it somehow for that, so...there you have it. That's basically the full story.
K well that's it. I'm peacin' homies.
Peace
Remus
PS. I discovered AFI as well...that lead singer guy is extremely hot...*yum*
Jammin' to: AFI *Miss Murder*
Hey losers long time no "see"...yeah, been kinda busy lately, shit for school, job hunting (but not really...lol), drama (not the stage kind either -- gahhhhhhhhhh), more shit for school...k, so I haven't been that busy, just haven't updated for a while...my apologies.
So yeah, this is just a simple "disclaimer" entry. See, I changed the title of my journal again, and I just wanna make sure it's clear...REMUS DOES NOT HAVE A CHEMICAL ROMANCE. I just like the band My Chemical Romance (and it's name) and I wanted to use it somehow for that, so...there you have it. That's basically the full story.
K well that's it. I'm peacin' homies.
Peace
Remus
PS. I discovered AFI as well...that lead singer guy is extremely hot...*yum*
6.5.06
A fun survey i found on myspace
I feel...: not living -- just existing
Jammin' to: MCR *Our Lady of Sorrows*
Which I refuse to join, by the way...I wanna be the only one in my generation to not have one...
Anyway, to the survey...
TELL ME ABOUT YOURSELF - The Survey
Birthday: 30.11.1989 (yes that makes sense...)
Birthplace: a hospital
Current Location: a house
Eye Color: green i think...haven't looked lately
Hair Color: lightish darkish brown...depends on the lighting wherever i am
Height: um...like 5'6", maybe taller
Right Handed or Left Handed: what does it matter? my writing's illegible either way
Your Heritage: French, Irish, Native American, German, and Dutch...that's all i know of
The Shoes You Wore Today: none
Your Weakness: um...if you really wanna know..."ask and ye shall recieve"
Your Fears: see "Your Weakness"
Your Perfect Pizza: deep dish pepperoni from either pizzapapolis or buddy's
Goal You Would Like To Achieve This Year: first kiss *blushes* on a moonlit beach to Taking Back Sunday's "New American Classic"...God i'm such a romantic
Your Most Overused Phrase On an instant messenger: lol
Thoughts First Waking Up: what the hell...?
Your Best Physical Feature: do i have one?
Your Bedtime: whenever i go to bed
Your Most Missed Memory: um...what?
Pepsi or Coke: to drink? pepsi...to snort, coke...'cept when i get ice cubes stuck in my nose, that is...jk...i love that joke...
MacDonalds or Burger King: mcdonald's, duh...and spell it right next time
Single or Group Dates: dunno, never had one...probably single though
Lipton Ice Tea or Nestea: Lipton all the way
Chocolate or Vanilla: depends
Cappuccino or Coffee: cappuccino
Do you Smoke: some days it sounds good, but never have and never will
Do you Swear: fuck no
Do you Sing: yup
Do you Shower Daily: every other day, yeah
Have you Been in Love: ...perhaps...
Do you want to go to College: of course
Do you want to get Married: eventually
Do you belive in yourself: not really
Do you get Motion Sickness: sometimes
Do you think you are Attractive: um...see "Do you Swear"
Are you a Health Freak: see "Do you think you are Attractive"
Do you get along with your Parents: for the most part...
Do you like Thunderstorms: see "Are you a Health Freak"
Do you play an Instrument: used to play violin...gave up
In the past month have you Drank Alcohol: no
In the past month have you Smoked: no
In the past month have you been on Drugs: no
In the past month have you gone on a Date: unfortunately no
In the past month have you gone to a Mall: think so, don't remember
In the past month have you eaten a box of Oreos: nope
In the past month have you eaten Sushi: ew...NO...fish is bad enough, but raw...?
In the past month have you been on Stage: i wish
In the past month have you been Dumped: in order to be dumped, one first needs a boyfriend
In the past month have you gone Skinny Dipping: hell no, it'd scare too many people
In the past month have you Stolen Anything: no
Ever been Drunk: i wish
Ever been called a Tease: um...don't believe so
Ever been Beaten up: no...just a matter of time though i'm sure
Ever Shoplifted: when i was like seven and didn't realise that taking a couple marbles that had fallen out of the bag qualified as stealing, i just thought they were free
How do you want to Die: quick and painless...preferably in my sleep...though i don't think i'd say no to more than a little pain...pain is tres bien...*looks around nervously* did i say that out loud?
What do you want to be when you Grow Up: grow up? the hell with that...when i get older, however, i'd love to be an actress...lots of money for something i love? lemme at it
What country would you most like to Visit: hmm...either france, england, or scotland...maybe japan...
In a Boy/Girl..
Favourite Eye Color: don't care
Favourite Hair Color: doesn't matter to me
Short or Long Hair: long...length depends on the guy though
Height: same height or taller than me
Weight: what difference does it make?
Best Clothing Style: no pink
Number of Drugs I have taken: lots of acetamenophin (sp?), ibuprofen, aspirin, benadryl, and pseudoephedrine for various ills
Number of CDs I own: um...too many, but not enough...does that make sense?
Number of Piercings: two -- in my ears...wouldn't mind a nose piercing though
Number of Tattoos: none...but again, subject to change
Number of things in my Past I Regret: not sure...maybe if i thought about it i could think of something...let's just say...info on request
(There should be "official" buttons and stuff here, but if I left it, it screwed up my journal format...so the survey can be found here: http://www.kwiz.biz/simplesurveys/do-survey.php)
Yeah. So there you have it.
Peace homies
That is all.
Remus
Jammin' to: MCR *Our Lady of Sorrows*
Which I refuse to join, by the way...I wanna be the only one in my generation to not have one...
Anyway, to the survey...
TELL ME ABOUT YOURSELF - The Survey
Birthday: 30.11.1989 (yes that makes sense...)
Birthplace: a hospital
Current Location: a house
Eye Color: green i think...haven't looked lately
Hair Color: lightish darkish brown...depends on the lighting wherever i am
Height: um...like 5'6", maybe taller
Right Handed or Left Handed: what does it matter? my writing's illegible either way
Your Heritage: French, Irish, Native American, German, and Dutch...that's all i know of
The Shoes You Wore Today: none
Your Weakness: um...if you really wanna know..."ask and ye shall recieve"
Your Fears: see "Your Weakness"
Your Perfect Pizza: deep dish pepperoni from either pizzapapolis or buddy's
Goal You Would Like To Achieve This Year: first kiss *blushes* on a moonlit beach to Taking Back Sunday's "New American Classic"...God i'm such a romantic
Your Most Overused Phrase On an instant messenger: lol
Thoughts First Waking Up: what the hell...?
Your Best Physical Feature: do i have one?
Your Bedtime: whenever i go to bed
Your Most Missed Memory: um...what?
Pepsi or Coke: to drink? pepsi...to snort, coke...'cept when i get ice cubes stuck in my nose, that is...jk...i love that joke...
MacDonalds or Burger King: mcdonald's, duh...and spell it right next time
Single or Group Dates: dunno, never had one...probably single though
Lipton Ice Tea or Nestea: Lipton all the way
Chocolate or Vanilla: depends
Cappuccino or Coffee: cappuccino
Do you Smoke: some days it sounds good, but never have and never will
Do you Swear: fuck no
Do you Sing: yup
Do you Shower Daily: every other day, yeah
Have you Been in Love: ...perhaps...
Do you want to go to College: of course
Do you want to get Married: eventually
Do you belive in yourself: not really
Do you get Motion Sickness: sometimes
Do you think you are Attractive: um...see "Do you Swear"
Are you a Health Freak: see "Do you think you are Attractive"
Do you get along with your Parents: for the most part...
Do you like Thunderstorms: see "Are you a Health Freak"
Do you play an Instrument: used to play violin...gave up
In the past month have you Drank Alcohol: no
In the past month have you Smoked: no
In the past month have you been on Drugs: no
In the past month have you gone on a Date: unfortunately no
In the past month have you gone to a Mall: think so, don't remember
In the past month have you eaten a box of Oreos: nope
In the past month have you eaten Sushi: ew...NO...fish is bad enough, but raw...?
In the past month have you been on Stage: i wish
In the past month have you been Dumped: in order to be dumped, one first needs a boyfriend
In the past month have you gone Skinny Dipping: hell no, it'd scare too many people
In the past month have you Stolen Anything: no
Ever been Drunk: i wish
Ever been called a Tease: um...don't believe so
Ever been Beaten up: no...just a matter of time though i'm sure
Ever Shoplifted: when i was like seven and didn't realise that taking a couple marbles that had fallen out of the bag qualified as stealing, i just thought they were free
How do you want to Die: quick and painless...preferably in my sleep...though i don't think i'd say no to more than a little pain...pain is tres bien...*looks around nervously* did i say that out loud?
What do you want to be when you Grow Up: grow up? the hell with that...when i get older, however, i'd love to be an actress...lots of money for something i love? lemme at it
What country would you most like to Visit: hmm...either france, england, or scotland...maybe japan...
In a Boy/Girl..
Favourite Eye Color: don't care
Favourite Hair Color: doesn't matter to me
Short or Long Hair: long...length depends on the guy though
Height: same height or taller than me
Weight: what difference does it make?
Best Clothing Style: no pink
Number of Drugs I have taken: lots of acetamenophin (sp?), ibuprofen, aspirin, benadryl, and pseudoephedrine for various ills
Number of CDs I own: um...too many, but not enough...does that make sense?
Number of Piercings: two -- in my ears...wouldn't mind a nose piercing though
Number of Tattoos: none...but again, subject to change
Number of things in my Past I Regret: not sure...maybe if i thought about it i could think of something...let's just say...info on request
(There should be "official" buttons and stuff here, but if I left it, it screwed up my journal format...so the survey can be found here: http://www.kwiz.biz/simplesurveys/do-survey.php)
Yeah. So there you have it.
Peace homies
That is all.
Remus
4.5.06
this is strange...
I feel...: pensive
Jammin' to: none, for once in my life
I feel like updating, but I don't know why. Something keeps telling me, "Write in your journal...write in your journal..." so I'm like, "Why? There's nothing I would put there that I haven't already said," but I got tired of the voices, so I poked them with a Q-tip and surrendered. So I'm just gonna write till my heart's content.
Um...just downloading spyware, trying to get my compy to work faster...but technology hates me, so it just said that a required file could not be found, and it stopped...my MCR obsession has slowed a bit, but I really think my life's changed for the better having re-discovered them...speaking of life changing for the better, my friend from camp said that if he had the chance he'd like to go out with me -- i've been on cloud nine ever since...except when i returned to my normal cloud negative three...i really like this guy, i can't even explain it, and i'm gonna feel horrible if i find out later that he read this entry...i hate embarassment, but doesn't everyone? it's terrible...but i can't help feeling like i'm due for a miracle i'm waiting for a sign and i'll stare straight into the sun and i won't close my eyes till i understand or go blind...it's amazing how music can be such an outlet, how it can take all your emotion and just kind of siphon it out of you, then release it into the void so you never have to deal with it again, that's what i like about loud rock music, strange coming from an introvert but there you are...i don't wanna be in love, i wanna be in love in a movie...why do fools fall in love?...why are all the best guys taken?...why do teenagers hate their parents?...why do people feel better when we talk about stuff?...why do we have to share every little thing that happens in our existence with each other?...why does technology hate me?...i still don't know why the voices are telling me to update, but they haven't shut up yet either...why do we have little voices in our heads that tell us what to do? i mean, what is that? and how can we hear our thoughts?...why do human beings need each other so much? why do we crave friendships and relationships? how can we be so different? how can we hate each other so much? how can we inflict the pain that we do?...why am i flushed right now? i can feel the heat filling my face...why do our feelings embarass us? like why do we want a relationship with someone so bad that we feel like we'll just explode if we don't get it, and then when the someone finds out about our desires we'd love nothing more than to disappear because of our embarassment?...how can one little person, sitting at home with a compy in her lap that hates her, put so many questions into the void at one time?...why do i like the guy in iowa? why?? if you figure it out lemme know, i've been trying to figure it out for a long time...why are we afraid of bugs? we really are, there was a bee in our math class and we were all cowering from it every time it came close. i mean, it's just a bee! a little one-inch long lifeform, what is there to be afraid of?...has anyone figured out why i'm blushing yet? no? keep working on it please...why do i want to go to france so bad? that's another thing i want so bad it hurts, can't i just hide in jacqueline's suitcase?...why does the human race give a handful of people total control over every little aspect of their lives? only a small percentage tell us what to do, how to do it, why we should, what happens if we don't do it their way, i mean why is that? it's like the bon jovi song says: it's my life it's now or never i ain't gonna live forever...how can niagara falls make itself stop? yeah, i know about erosion and stuff, but if it keeps receding it shouldn't stop, it should just keep falling, right?...why are cats so cute? and loyal? and why don't they like dogs? and vice versa?...why can't we give cats human food? why is that such a big deal?...who had so much time on their hands to figure out that two plus two equaled four? why did they care so much? and why does it equal four?...why is education important? again, it all comes back to that handful of people. and why does that same handful get to decide what's cool? if something's cool to you, who cares what everyone else thinks?...who sat there and named everything? "i think this is a shoe, and that's a sock..." i mean honestly...who decided that such a natural thing as sex was bad?...why are men from mars and women from venus? why aren't we from mars instead?...why to men think women are weak and not their equal? if anything, we're better than they are...do advertising companies think the public is stupid?...how did we elect someone to the presidency that can't speak english?...why is the dark side of human nature shunned, frowned upon? like if someone has some strange fascination with violence against weaker human beings, she can't talk about it for fear of what others will think of her? she can't even tell her counselor at school for fear of judgement...why do we women think that british and australian and scottish and irish accents are sexy?...why do we have to be politically correct? why don't people just get a sense of humor and get over it?...why do have incredible respect for actors who can convey amazing emotion? like in phantom of the opera, i gained an incredible respect for gerard butler just because he can convincingly convey a tortured soul with a torturedpast...why do the good die young?...why are chicken noodles so good?...how have we become our own worst enemy?...why is the sky blue? why not call the same color green or purple or orange?...why have i, increasingly recently, wanted to get into a fight with someone? i guess i just need to let off some steam or something...why do opposites attract?...why does abuse of any kind fascinate me?...how can the human mind think so many things at one time?...who decides what beautiful is?...why do we get deja vu? and what does it suggest? are we all psychics and don't know it? do we dream of how our lives will go when we're still in the womb, and so every once in a while we remember a part of the dream because it's happening?...how can edgar degas -- who lived a hundred years ago -- look like my crush in iowa? their faces are almost exactly the same, except mr iowa's nose isn't as long...why do i like guys with long hair? so much so that when i find out they've got it cut, i get all pissed at them? what the hell? it'll grow back eventually...who decides what's crazy? if you get right down to it, aren't we all a little crazy? and add?...why do we need entertainment? be it music, books, movies, tv shows, plays, musicals...why do we have to eat other living things to survive?...why do we feel the need to destroy everything in our path? and everyone?...who decides what's important in life? shouldn't we be able to decide that by ourselves, based on our feelings and personalities?...why do we let pain get to us? why does it affect our judgement like it does?...who had enough time on their hands to pull some leaves off a plant, break them up, let them stew in water, and drink it and yell "i've created tea!"? and who pulled a leaf off a marajuana plant and said "i wonder what will happen if i set fire to this, stick it in my mouth, and inhale?" or "let's see if we add sugar to this stuff coming out of the tree tastes good on pancakes?" who honestly has that much time?...i think i asked this already, but i don't care: how can humans be so attached to each other? how can they have such strong feelings for a fellow human being that they know no other way to express it but to cry? and why is it so embarassing to show how we truly feel? is it that whole judgement thing again? why do we feel scared? considering we have nothing to fear except fear itself, it's a pretty lame emotion...and why haven't i figured out why i wanted to update? at least, i don't think i've figured it out...
This is ridiculous.
I need some rest now.
Peace homies.
That is all.
Remus
Jammin' to: none, for once in my life
I feel like updating, but I don't know why. Something keeps telling me, "Write in your journal...write in your journal..." so I'm like, "Why? There's nothing I would put there that I haven't already said," but I got tired of the voices, so I poked them with a Q-tip and surrendered. So I'm just gonna write till my heart's content.
Um...just downloading spyware, trying to get my compy to work faster...but technology hates me, so it just said that a required file could not be found, and it stopped...my MCR obsession has slowed a bit, but I really think my life's changed for the better having re-discovered them...speaking of life changing for the better, my friend from camp said that if he had the chance he'd like to go out with me -- i've been on cloud nine ever since...except when i returned to my normal cloud negative three...i really like this guy, i can't even explain it, and i'm gonna feel horrible if i find out later that he read this entry...i hate embarassment, but doesn't everyone? it's terrible...but i can't help feeling like i'm due for a miracle i'm waiting for a sign and i'll stare straight into the sun and i won't close my eyes till i understand or go blind...it's amazing how music can be such an outlet, how it can take all your emotion and just kind of siphon it out of you, then release it into the void so you never have to deal with it again, that's what i like about loud rock music, strange coming from an introvert but there you are...i don't wanna be in love, i wanna be in love in a movie...why do fools fall in love?...why are all the best guys taken?...why do teenagers hate their parents?...why do people feel better when we talk about stuff?...why do we have to share every little thing that happens in our existence with each other?...why does technology hate me?...i still don't know why the voices are telling me to update, but they haven't shut up yet either...why do we have little voices in our heads that tell us what to do? i mean, what is that? and how can we hear our thoughts?...why do human beings need each other so much? why do we crave friendships and relationships? how can we be so different? how can we hate each other so much? how can we inflict the pain that we do?...why am i flushed right now? i can feel the heat filling my face...why do our feelings embarass us? like why do we want a relationship with someone so bad that we feel like we'll just explode if we don't get it, and then when the someone finds out about our desires we'd love nothing more than to disappear because of our embarassment?...how can one little person, sitting at home with a compy in her lap that hates her, put so many questions into the void at one time?...why do i like the guy in iowa? why?? if you figure it out lemme know, i've been trying to figure it out for a long time...why are we afraid of bugs? we really are, there was a bee in our math class and we were all cowering from it every time it came close. i mean, it's just a bee! a little one-inch long lifeform, what is there to be afraid of?...has anyone figured out why i'm blushing yet? no? keep working on it please...why do i want to go to france so bad? that's another thing i want so bad it hurts, can't i just hide in jacqueline's suitcase?...why does the human race give a handful of people total control over every little aspect of their lives? only a small percentage tell us what to do, how to do it, why we should, what happens if we don't do it their way, i mean why is that? it's like the bon jovi song says: it's my life it's now or never i ain't gonna live forever...how can niagara falls make itself stop? yeah, i know about erosion and stuff, but if it keeps receding it shouldn't stop, it should just keep falling, right?...why are cats so cute? and loyal? and why don't they like dogs? and vice versa?...why can't we give cats human food? why is that such a big deal?...who had so much time on their hands to figure out that two plus two equaled four? why did they care so much? and why does it equal four?...why is education important? again, it all comes back to that handful of people. and why does that same handful get to decide what's cool? if something's cool to you, who cares what everyone else thinks?...who sat there and named everything? "i think this is a shoe, and that's a sock..." i mean honestly...who decided that such a natural thing as sex was bad?...why are men from mars and women from venus? why aren't we from mars instead?...why to men think women are weak and not their equal? if anything, we're better than they are...do advertising companies think the public is stupid?...how did we elect someone to the presidency that can't speak english?...why is the dark side of human nature shunned, frowned upon? like if someone has some strange fascination with violence against weaker human beings, she can't talk about it for fear of what others will think of her? she can't even tell her counselor at school for fear of judgement...why do we women think that british and australian and scottish and irish accents are sexy?...why do we have to be politically correct? why don't people just get a sense of humor and get over it?...why do have incredible respect for actors who can convey amazing emotion? like in phantom of the opera, i gained an incredible respect for gerard butler just because he can convincingly convey a tortured soul with a torturedpast...why do the good die young?...why are chicken noodles so good?...how have we become our own worst enemy?...why is the sky blue? why not call the same color green or purple or orange?...why have i, increasingly recently, wanted to get into a fight with someone? i guess i just need to let off some steam or something...why do opposites attract?...why does abuse of any kind fascinate me?...how can the human mind think so many things at one time?...who decides what beautiful is?...why do we get deja vu? and what does it suggest? are we all psychics and don't know it? do we dream of how our lives will go when we're still in the womb, and so every once in a while we remember a part of the dream because it's happening?...how can edgar degas -- who lived a hundred years ago -- look like my crush in iowa? their faces are almost exactly the same, except mr iowa's nose isn't as long...why do i like guys with long hair? so much so that when i find out they've got it cut, i get all pissed at them? what the hell? it'll grow back eventually...who decides what's crazy? if you get right down to it, aren't we all a little crazy? and add?...why do we need entertainment? be it music, books, movies, tv shows, plays, musicals...why do we have to eat other living things to survive?...why do we feel the need to destroy everything in our path? and everyone?...who decides what's important in life? shouldn't we be able to decide that by ourselves, based on our feelings and personalities?...why do we let pain get to us? why does it affect our judgement like it does?...who had enough time on their hands to pull some leaves off a plant, break them up, let them stew in water, and drink it and yell "i've created tea!"? and who pulled a leaf off a marajuana plant and said "i wonder what will happen if i set fire to this, stick it in my mouth, and inhale?" or "let's see if we add sugar to this stuff coming out of the tree tastes good on pancakes?" who honestly has that much time?...i think i asked this already, but i don't care: how can humans be so attached to each other? how can they have such strong feelings for a fellow human being that they know no other way to express it but to cry? and why is it so embarassing to show how we truly feel? is it that whole judgement thing again? why do we feel scared? considering we have nothing to fear except fear itself, it's a pretty lame emotion...and why haven't i figured out why i wanted to update? at least, i don't think i've figured it out...
This is ridiculous.
I need some rest now.
Peace homies.
That is all.
Remus
2.5.06
Who Wants to be a Writer? Now playing for $1 million, we have Remus...and now the question...
I feel...: artistic
Jammin' to: MCR *Our Lady of Sorrows*
K, I totally had a reason for updating, but I'll be damned if I can remember why...OH, I remember!
Yeah, I'm gonna write a book about this last school year. I won't have the money to go get it published and stuff, but I'm gonna make it look nice and just give it to friends. Gonna be lame, sure -- if you've never met me. Even if I'm the only one to ever have a copy, it'll be fun to find in the attic in thirty years...
I can see it now...*thinks* Hey, what's this box here? *opens it* What the -- *pulls out small stack of papers* Hey, I remember this! *reads* Wow... what th- did I really do that? Did those people really come from my mind? Damn...
So yeah. That's what I'm doing.
And now I'm done here for now.
Peace kids.
That is all.
Remus
Jammin' to: MCR *Our Lady of Sorrows*
K, I totally had a reason for updating, but I'll be damned if I can remember why...OH, I remember!
Yeah, I'm gonna write a book about this last school year. I won't have the money to go get it published and stuff, but I'm gonna make it look nice and just give it to friends. Gonna be lame, sure -- if you've never met me. Even if I'm the only one to ever have a copy, it'll be fun to find in the attic in thirty years...
I can see it now...*thinks* Hey, what's this box here? *opens it* What the -- *pulls out small stack of papers* Hey, I remember this! *reads* Wow... what th- did I really do that? Did those people really come from my mind? Damn...
So yeah. That's what I'm doing.
And now I'm done here for now.
Peace kids.
That is all.
Remus
26.4.06
alrighty then
I feel...: perfect
Jammin' to: MCR *Skylines and Turnstiles*
So yeah...
I totally gave this link to my friend from camp...after totally forgetting what I said...Damn my memory!
But that's ok, 'cause I've got stuff I can throw in a "friend's" face should she and I fight! Yay!!
But back to the guy...every time I talk to him, I'm reminded why I like him. He's so sweet, he likes drama and music, he's cute, he's funny...he's like everything I want in a guy. And he's not four years my senior (like yet another crush)! Cool! But I have to say congrats, he and his girlfiend are celebrating eleven months today -- may it continue. 'Kay, yeah, sounds funny coming from a girl crushing on him, but like I told him earlier, if he's happy with her, more power to them. And he's gonna read this later, and talk to me and be all "hey you keep talking about me, what's up with that" or whatever. You know what? I don't care. Yeah. I give up. It takes so much more energy to try to make everyone happy than to just be yourself and damn the consequences. I tried doing this before, and it lasted like two days. But I mean it this time (I think). If people aren't going to accept me for me, then fuck them. They're not worth my time.
It's late, and I'm tired as hell. I'm going to bed now.
Night all.
That is all.
Remus
PS Hey Pie jesu domine... dona eis requiem... -- In answer to your question -- I'd say the depression has currently passed. Till I see my choir director on Friday, that is. I am so not looking forward to that. *shudder*
PPS If you don't know what the hell pie jesu domine dona eis requiem means -- IT PROBABLY DOESN'T APPLY TO YOU, SO FUCK OFF :-D
Jammin' to: MCR *Skylines and Turnstiles*
So yeah...
I totally gave this link to my friend from camp...after totally forgetting what I said...Damn my memory!
But that's ok, 'cause I've got stuff I can throw in a "friend's" face should she and I fight! Yay!!
But back to the guy...every time I talk to him, I'm reminded why I like him. He's so sweet, he likes drama and music, he's cute, he's funny...he's like everything I want in a guy. And he's not four years my senior (like yet another crush)! Cool! But I have to say congrats, he and his girlfiend are celebrating eleven months today -- may it continue. 'Kay, yeah, sounds funny coming from a girl crushing on him, but like I told him earlier, if he's happy with her, more power to them. And he's gonna read this later, and talk to me and be all "hey you keep talking about me, what's up with that" or whatever. You know what? I don't care. Yeah. I give up. It takes so much more energy to try to make everyone happy than to just be yourself and damn the consequences. I tried doing this before, and it lasted like two days. But I mean it this time (I think). If people aren't going to accept me for me, then fuck them. They're not worth my time.
It's late, and I'm tired as hell. I'm going to bed now.
Night all.
That is all.
Remus
PS Hey Pie jesu domine... dona eis requiem... -- In answer to your question -- I'd say the depression has currently passed. Till I see my choir director on Friday, that is. I am so not looking forward to that. *shudder*
PPS If you don't know what the hell pie jesu domine dona eis requiem means -- IT PROBABLY DOESN'T APPLY TO YOU, SO FUCK OFF :-D
13.4.06
Possible reasons for liking my chemical romance
I feel...: just kinda there
Jammin' to: Mcr *You Know What They Do to Guys Like Us in Prison*
'Kay, more venting...
I've recently been totally obsessed with all things My Chemical Romance. Why? Good question. So I was looking them up everywhere online, and I found this quote by Gerard:
· "If for one minute you think you're better than a sixteen year old girl in a Green Day t-shirt, you are sorely mistaken. Remember the first time you went to a show and saw your favorite band. You wore their shirt, and sang every word. You didn't know anything about scene politics, haircuts, or what was cool. All you knew was that this music made you feel different from anyone you shared a locker with. Someone finally understood you. This is what music is about." And that explained a lot. Also, they're just a really cool group of people from what I gather. Gerard does stuff to raise money for searching for a cure for breast cancer (a cause near and dear to my heart -- no pun intended); Mikey worked at a bookstore, where he got the band's name from the title of a book; Frank likes the Harry Potter series (!); Ray, according to bandmates on "Life on the Murder Scene" just cares about the music, he doesn't care about the fame or success, it's all about the music; and as for the drummers, I like Matt's talent, but I like what the other band members are saying about Bob.
And I found a quote (again by Gerard) which kind of somehow explains to me what I said last entry:
· "That's what happens when you're all borderline psychotic and therein lies the beauty of this band - our duality. There's a duality to each band member too. There's a desire to have this constant conflict. If we write a write a song and it turns out really poppy, we have to make the lyrics really fucked up. There's psychosis to everything we do for sure. One day we're probably gonna write this number one pop tune that will be about a massacre!"
May or may not make sense to you. It will if you're "the girl with the broken smile," anyway (you know who you are). So yeah.
That is all.
Remus
Jammin' to: Mcr *You Know What They Do to Guys Like Us in Prison*
'Kay, more venting...
I've recently been totally obsessed with all things My Chemical Romance. Why? Good question. So I was looking them up everywhere online, and I found this quote by Gerard:
· "If for one minute you think you're better than a sixteen year old girl in a Green Day t-shirt, you are sorely mistaken. Remember the first time you went to a show and saw your favorite band. You wore their shirt, and sang every word. You didn't know anything about scene politics, haircuts, or what was cool. All you knew was that this music made you feel different from anyone you shared a locker with. Someone finally understood you. This is what music is about." And that explained a lot. Also, they're just a really cool group of people from what I gather. Gerard does stuff to raise money for searching for a cure for breast cancer (a cause near and dear to my heart -- no pun intended); Mikey worked at a bookstore, where he got the band's name from the title of a book; Frank likes the Harry Potter series (!); Ray, according to bandmates on "Life on the Murder Scene" just cares about the music, he doesn't care about the fame or success, it's all about the music; and as for the drummers, I like Matt's talent, but I like what the other band members are saying about Bob.
And I found a quote (again by Gerard) which kind of somehow explains to me what I said last entry:
· "That's what happens when you're all borderline psychotic and therein lies the beauty of this band - our duality. There's a duality to each band member too. There's a desire to have this constant conflict. If we write a write a song and it turns out really poppy, we have to make the lyrics really fucked up. There's psychosis to everything we do for sure. One day we're probably gonna write this number one pop tune that will be about a massacre!"
May or may not make sense to you. It will if you're "the girl with the broken smile," anyway (you know who you are). So yeah.
That is all.
Remus
6.4.06
A very small sample of what the picture guy and Meddy know...
I feel...: moodless
Wow, my cousin just called me butt and I agreed. How flippin lame.
Hmm... been kinda depressed lately. I figure I can put this here 'cause most of the people that'll read this have never met me! But yeah, I guess my passion for drama and theatre and a longing to be on stage are coming out. I haven't been on stage for something other than a concert since early November, and that really depresses me. I feel -- I dunno -- incomplete I guess when I'm not on stage, I don't feel I've done all I can with my day if I haven't adopted a character for at least a few minutes. I dunno why either. It's just how it is. I need -- k, I'm gonna sound crazy now -- I need to be in situations that I've never been in, nor hope to ever be. The kind that get adrenaline pumping, the tense ones, the ones where no adjectives can describe it exactly, only in controlled amounts I guess, where no matter what's going on, nothing could ever really hurt me, where if I'm stuck somehow, I'm really not so nothing could go wrong. It sounds kinda contadictory but it's possible: if one keeps the scene fresh, the energy of it remains and the actor can accept and embrace the emotions of the character and truly portray them. Y'know how I said before that I need a situation where no words could get the meaning across? That's kinda like how I feel trying to express this here. Damn, I can't believe I wrote all that and expect anyone to read it.
I must be flippin nuts.
That is all.
Remus
Wow, my cousin just called me butt and I agreed. How flippin lame.
Hmm... been kinda depressed lately. I figure I can put this here 'cause most of the people that'll read this have never met me! But yeah, I guess my passion for drama and theatre and a longing to be on stage are coming out. I haven't been on stage for something other than a concert since early November, and that really depresses me. I feel -- I dunno -- incomplete I guess when I'm not on stage, I don't feel I've done all I can with my day if I haven't adopted a character for at least a few minutes. I dunno why either. It's just how it is. I need -- k, I'm gonna sound crazy now -- I need to be in situations that I've never been in, nor hope to ever be. The kind that get adrenaline pumping, the tense ones, the ones where no adjectives can describe it exactly, only in controlled amounts I guess, where no matter what's going on, nothing could ever really hurt me, where if I'm stuck somehow, I'm really not so nothing could go wrong. It sounds kinda contadictory but it's possible: if one keeps the scene fresh, the energy of it remains and the actor can accept and embrace the emotions of the character and truly portray them. Y'know how I said before that I need a situation where no words could get the meaning across? That's kinda like how I feel trying to express this here. Damn, I can't believe I wrote all that and expect anyone to read it.
I must be flippin nuts.
That is all.
Remus
16.3.06
Randomness ensues...
I feel...: energetic
Jammin' to: Social Distortion *Reach for the Sky*
Yeah... nothing really going on *again*. Ahh the boring life I lead.
Madame keeps talking to my counselor 'cause I'm not doing homework. As much as I complain about her, she seems to be the only teacher I've got that actually seems to care about her students. Fear not, there's nothing goin on to be worried about, I just either forget that I've got homework, or I just don't feel like doing it. Lazy asses unite!
Erm... oh! The two highest choirs at my school went to Choral Festival Tuesday, and what did we get? Ooooh this made my day: The top choir, VE, got a two... and CC (*no* cross-country) got a ONE!!! OH! IN YOUR FACE VE!!!!
Now that that's out of my system...PMSing again... still... perpetually... if you value your life don't piss me off.
Hmm... yeah.
That is all.
Remus
PS Oh yeah! I'm goin' to Warped Tour! Woot! First good concert and I get to see loads of bands! *does happy dance* Erm... *is scared of herself and runs away*
Jammin' to: Social Distortion *Reach for the Sky*
Yeah... nothing really going on *again*. Ahh the boring life I lead.
Madame keeps talking to my counselor 'cause I'm not doing homework. As much as I complain about her, she seems to be the only teacher I've got that actually seems to care about her students. Fear not, there's nothing goin on to be worried about, I just either forget that I've got homework, or I just don't feel like doing it. Lazy asses unite!
Erm... oh! The two highest choirs at my school went to Choral Festival Tuesday, and what did we get? Ooooh this made my day: The top choir, VE, got a two... and CC (*no* cross-country) got a ONE!!! OH! IN YOUR FACE VE!!!!
Now that that's out of my system...PMSing again... still... perpetually... if you value your life don't piss me off.
Hmm... yeah.
That is all.
Remus
PS Oh yeah! I'm goin' to Warped Tour! Woot! First good concert and I get to see loads of bands! *does happy dance* Erm... *is scared of herself and runs away*
11.3.06
Christmas in March beats Christmas in July...but Christmas in December kicks both their asses
I feel...: sleepy
Jammin' to: System of a Down *BYOB*
Cool day.
Met a bunch of my mom's friends from when she was in like high school. It was great.
K so that was today.
In other news...
Going to see my "immediate" family Friday, we're *finally* gonna have Christmas, should be great, ma famille est tres bizarre...Got back on touch with a friend from camp last summer, it's been great, we've been able to vent like we hadn't previously been able to. Add to it that he's one of the guys I'm crushing on. Bleargh.
Damn I'm tired. I'm going to bed now.
That is all.
Remus
Jammin' to: System of a Down *BYOB*
Cool day.
Met a bunch of my mom's friends from when she was in like high school. It was great.
K so that was today.
In other news...
Going to see my "immediate" family Friday, we're *finally* gonna have Christmas, should be great, ma famille est tres bizarre...Got back on touch with a friend from camp last summer, it's been great, we've been able to vent like we hadn't previously been able to. Add to it that he's one of the guys I'm crushing on. Bleargh.
Damn I'm tired. I'm going to bed now.
That is all.
Remus
2.3.06
Damn It!
I feel...: bitchy
Jammin' to: The end of The Phantom of hte Opera
*sigh*
So I said last entry that I think I've got another crush? Do you think I can remember who it is? Fuck no!
GODDAMNIT!!!!!!!
Oh, wait, nevermind, I remember.
Yeah.
That is all.
Remus
Jammin' to: The end of The Phantom of hte Opera
*sigh*
So I said last entry that I think I've got another crush? Do you think I can remember who it is? Fuck no!
GODDAMNIT!!!!!!!
Oh, wait, nevermind, I remember.
Yeah.
That is all.
Remus
23.2.06
Random venting on crushes with alternative lifestyles...*thinks* hmm...perhaps I should explain this
I feel...: contemplative
Jammin' to: "Kingdom Hearts" *Dearly Beloved* (from the menu screen)
Anywho, there really hasn't been that much going on. Going to one of my best friend's b-day party tomorrow, should be great... Um, still a bit pissed about the play. I was really looking forward to that too! Goddamn it! For some odd reason I was really relaxed and confident in the audition, but wasn't on the callback list. But I just figured, well, "just because you're not on the callback list doesn't mean you don't have a part; just because you're on the callback list doesn't mean you have a part." What total bullshit. Almost everyone on the callback list got a fucking part. One of my other friends got the lead, so I guess I should be happy for him. But still, it really fucking pisses me off.
Other news... I've added a crush to my already too long list. Problem is, that means I've had to add him under one of the subheadings. Guess which one? Fucking gay. Nothing wrong with that, but that pisses me off 'cause I'll never have him. Gahhhhhhh! Damn alternative lifestyles. And I'm really jealous of a friend in the UK -- if her mom'll let her, she gets to go to the PotC: DMC premier in London! Life is so not fair. And if you're wondering what the hell PotC: DMC is, go here: http://www.imdb.com/register then here: http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0325980/board/threads and start a new thread and ask. K? Enjoy. Yes I'm there, as Remus07. Keep looking, really, I'm there.
Oh, and I watched "A League of their Own" yesterday after school, and the whole time I watched Tom Hanks. It was kinda creepy; in almost everything he did throughout the movie, I saw my cousin! No, really, if my cousin's college ever did a production of that (why they would do that, I have no idea) he'd be great as that character. Can't remember his name. I swear, I could give a fucking Alzheimer's patient a run for his fucking money with this fucking memory.
I really shouldn't vent when I'm on my period, it makes me bitchy and I swear a lot.
What else, what else...? Oh, I got in a car accident a few weeks ago. Yup, first Friday of February. I was out with a couple friends of mine, one of whom the guy who's girlfriend's bro... yeah, him, and we were messing around with the CD player in the car and rear-ended a guy. Scary. The radiator on the van was busted, the left headlight popped out (but still working, go figure), and the hood wouldn't open, and my other friend (who was driving) got the ticket... she won't be driving for a while...
Damn I write a lot.
That is all.
Remus
PS Fave quote from one of my fave movies: "Oh fuck wank bugger shitting arse head and hole!" Go translate and enjoy.
PPS Fave Bible verse: 2 Corinthians 6:4-10.
PPPS Talk about complete opposite ends of the spectrum...
Jammin' to: "Kingdom Hearts" *Dearly Beloved* (from the menu screen)
Anywho, there really hasn't been that much going on. Going to one of my best friend's b-day party tomorrow, should be great... Um, still a bit pissed about the play. I was really looking forward to that too! Goddamn it! For some odd reason I was really relaxed and confident in the audition, but wasn't on the callback list. But I just figured, well, "just because you're not on the callback list doesn't mean you don't have a part; just because you're on the callback list doesn't mean you have a part." What total bullshit. Almost everyone on the callback list got a fucking part. One of my other friends got the lead, so I guess I should be happy for him. But still, it really fucking pisses me off.
Other news... I've added a crush to my already too long list. Problem is, that means I've had to add him under one of the subheadings. Guess which one? Fucking gay. Nothing wrong with that, but that pisses me off 'cause I'll never have him. Gahhhhhhh! Damn alternative lifestyles. And I'm really jealous of a friend in the UK -- if her mom'll let her, she gets to go to the PotC: DMC premier in London! Life is so not fair. And if you're wondering what the hell PotC: DMC is, go here: http://www.imdb.com/register then here: http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0325980/board/threads and start a new thread and ask. K? Enjoy. Yes I'm there, as Remus07. Keep looking, really, I'm there.
Oh, and I watched "A League of their Own" yesterday after school, and the whole time I watched Tom Hanks. It was kinda creepy; in almost everything he did throughout the movie, I saw my cousin! No, really, if my cousin's college ever did a production of that (why they would do that, I have no idea) he'd be great as that character. Can't remember his name. I swear, I could give a fucking Alzheimer's patient a run for his fucking money with this fucking memory.
I really shouldn't vent when I'm on my period, it makes me bitchy and I swear a lot.
What else, what else...? Oh, I got in a car accident a few weeks ago. Yup, first Friday of February. I was out with a couple friends of mine, one of whom the guy who's girlfriend's bro... yeah, him, and we were messing around with the CD player in the car and rear-ended a guy. Scary. The radiator on the van was busted, the left headlight popped out (but still working, go figure), and the hood wouldn't open, and my other friend (who was driving) got the ticket... she won't be driving for a while...
Damn I write a lot.
That is all.
Remus
PS Fave quote from one of my fave movies: "Oh fuck wank bugger shitting arse head and hole!" Go translate and enjoy.
PPS Fave Bible verse: 2 Corinthians 6:4-10.
PPPS Talk about complete opposite ends of the spectrum...
1.2.06
Incredible Ecstatic-ness *slightly raises one eyebrow*
I feel...: cheerful
Jammin' to: MCR *Helena*
Happiness!
Yeah, so I dropped the class that was the main source of stress, and it's only been one day but I already feel so much better! Also, my mom relented and I've auditioned for the spring play at school! Under the stipulation that I keep up schoolwork and if grades begin to drop I'm out of the show (however I won't even find out about callbacks til tomorrow -- I'm not counting on getting a part either), but if I get a part I will absolutely keep them up! Wouldn't want to let the cast down would I? And now I sound really cocky, dammit... I hate it when I sound like that...
So just thought I'd bring anyone who's reading this up to speed on my newfound emotional and mental state.
That is all.
Remus
Jammin' to: MCR *Helena*
Happiness!
Yeah, so I dropped the class that was the main source of stress, and it's only been one day but I already feel so much better! Also, my mom relented and I've auditioned for the spring play at school! Under the stipulation that I keep up schoolwork and if grades begin to drop I'm out of the show (however I won't even find out about callbacks til tomorrow -- I'm not counting on getting a part either), but if I get a part I will absolutely keep them up! Wouldn't want to let the cast down would I? And now I sound really cocky, dammit... I hate it when I sound like that...
So just thought I'd bring anyone who's reading this up to speed on my newfound emotional and mental state.
That is all.
Remus
26.1.06
bleaugh...
Yeah, that word pretty much describes my life at the moment. Since I failed my history class (and I strongly suspect I failed English too) my mom's said that I can't be in the spring play at my school. That was almost a week ago. Well, on five of those days we've had at least one row, the last one having been Tuesday 'cause she also decided that I couldn't do a local community choir that I'm in and love going to. After she left I just railed at the empty house for like half an hour, about how shitty I feel because I can't do one of my few favorite activities -- acting, and how now she's even going after one of the others -- singing. Which is bad, 'cause even though I'm in one ofthe choirs at school, that's gone way downhill since my favorite-ever choir director quit to go to a different school, and the new one treats us like we've got no clue what we're doing, and that really pisses me off; that choir's gotten 1's at Festival, and here we are being treated like total shit. Goddammmit!!! So I can't do the drama either 'cause while it's true that I could do area theatre, I really can't because for that I'm going against far more experienced and older people, and with other groups, like the youth and family theatre, I don't like a good number of the people in there (they're in some of my classes) and I've heard horror stories of the director, so that's a no-go. Ugh! So I don't have any opportunities to do things that I'm passionate about (yes that sounded wrong, I'm well aware, thanks) and I haven't got any outlets for huge enormous energy and hormone-inspired emotions. And I've been reduced to yelling at empty houses! Ah I really need to shout and yell and scream and kick some walls (that's how I vent my violent side, 'cause that way I don't hurt anyone or myself -- you'd be surprised, kicking walls really doesn't hurt) and just get rid of some heavy duty emotions! But this is as good as it's gonna get, so...
That was long, I hope you'll forgive me; but I really needed to vent at something that wasn't going to rip me apart in return.
That is all.
~Remus
That was long, I hope you'll forgive me; but I really needed to vent at something that wasn't going to rip me apart in return.
That is all.
~Remus
12.1.06
Chem Study Party + J, J and me = Chem Study Party - Chem Study = PARTAY!
I feel...: mellow
Jammin' to: weezer *Beverly Hills*
Ha! It has not been two months!
So a couple of friends and I figured we'd have a little chemistry study party for our final next week, only we didn't do any studying. We were supposed to meet at like 1.30, but last moment changes of plan came along and I didn't get over to the friend's house that we were meeting at until like 2.30. Then it turned out that our other friend still wasn't ready, so friend 1 (this is confusing! friend 1 is now Jacqueline, the other is Juliette, 'kay? no, those are just their French names, sorry -- I'm not a name dropper) so Jacqueline decided that we should do my hair and makeup. You have to remember that I'm not really a look-pretty-just-for-the-hell-of-it kind of girl, so this was somewhat traumatic for me. Anywho, I came out of it for the better and Jacqueline had a field day at my expemse. Just as she finished, Juliette called and said she was *finally* ready. This was like 3.30 now. We were a good two hours behind our original schedule. We remembered, though, that knowing the three of us, we tend to run late unless whatever we have to be on time for is required, like school concerts, so we'd basically planned for it whether or not we meant to. At any rate we left to pick up Juliette, and she thought I looked pretty sweet. I just blushed and told her to shut the fuck up. So we returned to Jacqueline's house and sat there and played on the computer and pigged out on random snacks and had a blast. I sat there almost the whole time with Jacqueline's bunny Bella in my arms. Oh my God she's so cute! Awwww! Anyway, we had fun, but we didn't get any studying done. But we had fun! Who cares about the damn chemistry final?! Not us obviously!
God I write a lot. I'm tired now.
That is all.
Remus
Jammin' to: weezer *Beverly Hills*
Ha! It has not been two months!
So a couple of friends and I figured we'd have a little chemistry study party for our final next week, only we didn't do any studying. We were supposed to meet at like 1.30, but last moment changes of plan came along and I didn't get over to the friend's house that we were meeting at until like 2.30. Then it turned out that our other friend still wasn't ready, so friend 1 (this is confusing! friend 1 is now Jacqueline, the other is Juliette, 'kay? no, those are just their French names, sorry -- I'm not a name dropper) so Jacqueline decided that we should do my hair and makeup. You have to remember that I'm not really a look-pretty-just-for-the-hell-of-it kind of girl, so this was somewhat traumatic for me. Anywho, I came out of it for the better and Jacqueline had a field day at my expemse. Just as she finished, Juliette called and said she was *finally* ready. This was like 3.30 now. We were a good two hours behind our original schedule. We remembered, though, that knowing the three of us, we tend to run late unless whatever we have to be on time for is required, like school concerts, so we'd basically planned for it whether or not we meant to. At any rate we left to pick up Juliette, and she thought I looked pretty sweet. I just blushed and told her to shut the fuck up. So we returned to Jacqueline's house and sat there and played on the computer and pigged out on random snacks and had a blast. I sat there almost the whole time with Jacqueline's bunny Bella in my arms. Oh my God she's so cute! Awwww! Anyway, we had fun, but we didn't get any studying done. But we had fun! Who cares about the damn chemistry final?! Not us obviously!
God I write a lot. I'm tired now.
That is all.
Remus
11.1.06
Welcome to my Life/An Entry of "Epic Proportions"
I feel...: indifferent
Jammin' to: NOFX *Murder the Government*
Hey, first ever entry! Yeah, bfd...Nothing really going on here, just on a long, six-day weekend from school. A Muslim holiday, inservices for the teachers... I <3 my school district!!
Um... oh, found out that one of my crushes' girlfriend's brother is the one that broke into my church! Tad pissed off about that, he was in my English class last year and I thought he was pretty cool. A stoner and all, but still sorta cool. Jackass. Speaking of crushes, I told another of them that I like him about a week before Chrsitmas break. That went over well. He was just sorta like Oh, well, sorry but I like someone else. It's funny, I wasn't really disappointed or anything, I just felt better having gotten it out of my system. So we talked about that, and we're still friends and it's good. My other crush as some of you know is now in Iowa at school. Speaking of whom, I went to a wedding New Year's Eve, and one of the guys at the reception looked just like him, down to the teeth (you always expected him to sprout fangs when he smiled, that's probably why he played the title character in my school's production of Dracula a couple years ago -- and now everyone from school who reads this will know who I like. Damn)! It was really freaky, so I hijacked one of the disposable cameras that was on each of the tables and got a picture. The guy probably thought I was either drunk or on drugs. Don't know, Don't care. I got his picture! 'Kay, my last crush has a girlfriend and likes one of my other friends. That pisses me off too. Y'know, this whole boyfriend/dating thing is really turning me offa guys!!
Yeah, I really don't expect anyone to read this. Oh well, I don't care. But as I said before, one feels much better when one has an outlet for one's emotions.
Hey I'm talking like Kenshin from Rurouni Kenshin now! Which reminds me, I'm into manga as well, 'specially RuroKen, FY: Genbu Kaidan, and Legal Drug.
That is all.
Remus
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I feel...: amused
Jammin' to: Fort Minor *Where'd You Go*
Yes, two in one day! Now watch, I probably won't post again for another two weeks... hey, I never claimed I was consistent!
So anywho, to the reason for this update. I got home about an hour and a half ago from a show of Epic Proportions. No, the show's proportions weren't epic, that was the name of the play. At any rate, if you ever get the chance to see a production of this, go see it! It's fucking hilarious, there's these two brothers, Benny and Phil, who go to the Arizona desert to be extras in this huge Biblical epic called "Exuent Omnes!" (Latin for "Everybody Out!") As things move along, Phil falls in love with Louise, the director of extras, and things play out in that area. Eventually the tables are turned and it's Benny's turn to hide his and Louise's love life. Sibling rivalry ensues, and the "sea of extras" (four other people) revolt! It's great, you really must go see it. Actually, according to IMDb (yes, a shameless plug), there's a movie version of it due out I think this year. It's not cast yet, but what the hell. Knowing the play, I'm sure that the movie will be great!That's really all I wanted to share, I just had to get that down somewhere. Wow it's late, I really need to go to bed. Not that I have to get up early, but still, I've been having some serious allergy/sinus problems lately and sleep seems to be the best thing for it. And now that I've said that, I'll probably stay up till like one or something watching David Letterman and Craig Ferguson. God, those guys are hilarious! Watch them if you get te cahnce too. Really let you go to bed smiling whether or not you had a good day.
Um... yeah.
That is all.
Remus
Jammin' to: NOFX *Murder the Government*
Hey, first ever entry! Yeah, bfd...Nothing really going on here, just on a long, six-day weekend from school. A Muslim holiday, inservices for the teachers... I <3 my school district!!
Um... oh, found out that one of my crushes' girlfriend's brother is the one that broke into my church! Tad pissed off about that, he was in my English class last year and I thought he was pretty cool. A stoner and all, but still sorta cool. Jackass. Speaking of crushes, I told another of them that I like him about a week before Chrsitmas break. That went over well. He was just sorta like Oh, well, sorry but I like someone else. It's funny, I wasn't really disappointed or anything, I just felt better having gotten it out of my system. So we talked about that, and we're still friends and it's good. My other crush as some of you know is now in Iowa at school. Speaking of whom, I went to a wedding New Year's Eve, and one of the guys at the reception looked just like him, down to the teeth (you always expected him to sprout fangs when he smiled, that's probably why he played the title character in my school's production of Dracula a couple years ago -- and now everyone from school who reads this will know who I like. Damn)! It was really freaky, so I hijacked one of the disposable cameras that was on each of the tables and got a picture. The guy probably thought I was either drunk or on drugs. Don't know, Don't care. I got his picture! 'Kay, my last crush has a girlfriend and likes one of my other friends. That pisses me off too. Y'know, this whole boyfriend/dating thing is really turning me offa guys!!
Yeah, I really don't expect anyone to read this. Oh well, I don't care. But as I said before, one feels much better when one has an outlet for one's emotions.
Hey I'm talking like Kenshin from Rurouni Kenshin now! Which reminds me, I'm into manga as well, 'specially RuroKen, FY: Genbu Kaidan, and Legal Drug.
That is all.
Remus
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I feel...: amused
Jammin' to: Fort Minor *Where'd You Go*
Yes, two in one day! Now watch, I probably won't post again for another two weeks... hey, I never claimed I was consistent!
So anywho, to the reason for this update. I got home about an hour and a half ago from a show of Epic Proportions. No, the show's proportions weren't epic, that was the name of the play. At any rate, if you ever get the chance to see a production of this, go see it! It's fucking hilarious, there's these two brothers, Benny and Phil, who go to the Arizona desert to be extras in this huge Biblical epic called "Exuent Omnes!" (Latin for "Everybody Out!") As things move along, Phil falls in love with Louise, the director of extras, and things play out in that area. Eventually the tables are turned and it's Benny's turn to hide his and Louise's love life. Sibling rivalry ensues, and the "sea of extras" (four other people) revolt! It's great, you really must go see it. Actually, according to IMDb (yes, a shameless plug), there's a movie version of it due out I think this year. It's not cast yet, but what the hell. Knowing the play, I'm sure that the movie will be great!That's really all I wanted to share, I just had to get that down somewhere. Wow it's late, I really need to go to bed. Not that I have to get up early, but still, I've been having some serious allergy/sinus problems lately and sleep seems to be the best thing for it. And now that I've said that, I'll probably stay up till like one or something watching David Letterman and Craig Ferguson. God, those guys are hilarious! Watch them if you get te cahnce too. Really let you go to bed smiling whether or not you had a good day.
Um... yeah.
That is all.
Remus
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