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Sat Aug 8, 2009, 7:11 PM
Or rather, I went back to my old one. ^^

WATCH ME, DARNIT.

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~Hazard6

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Welcome ::VIII::

Tue Apr 22, 2008, 1:32 PM
Well. It's been a while. I'm still being lazy. Not going to upload much.
I hate art.
:heart:

Anyways.
I felt like putting together a "Love Song" mix.
These songs make me all happy and hurting inside.
Some I just like, some have memories, and some make me laugh or cry.
It's all good:

311 - Love Song
Prozzak - Wild Thing/Poor Boy
Green Day - She's A Rebel
The Used - I Caught Fire (In Your Eyes)
Barenaked Ladies - If I Had A Million Dollars
Kim Leoni - Medicine
The Slants - Dancing With Yourself
Daft Punk - Digital Love
Counting Crows - Accidentally In Love
Chatmonchy - Daidai
Simple Plan - I'd Do Anything
Barenaked Ladies - One Week
Prozzak - Strange Disease
The Killers - Mr. Brightside
Maroon 5 - She Will Be Loved
Green Day - Extraordinary Girl
Everclear - Normal Like You
Papa Roach - Scars
Lucky Twice - Lucky


I saw a line form outside the icecream store when they were giving away free cones, despite the storm. It meandered down the length of a block, and children with mixed expressions of pleasure and displeasure pushed against their parentals. They licked their scoops, shivered beneath umbrellas and raincoats, and experimented with velocity to send puddles splashing against passerby. I marveled at the tenacity of the City of Freaks and Roses. Icecream in the midst of hail. They don't even blink at the rain, do they? I love my city.

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Welcome ::VII::

Wed Jan 16, 2008, 8:08 PM
‘Ello. :relaxed:
Thank you for stopping by my page.

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:excited:

Watched first episode of FLCL.
Reaction: Aww~~So cute~~~ They're soooo cuuute~~~
And ...Wtf?...WTF?!?

I settled back down enough to hit play on episode two.
Reaction: WHY ARE THERE ROBOTS COMING OUT OF HIS HEAD?!!!!!
And ...Did that kid just sync with a robot? O.o YAY!! COOL! ...Ew.

And so I continued on to episode three.
Reaction: Why am I watching this? ...What...what..what IS THIS?
And ...panties.

By the time I got to episode four, I knew it was useless to question or resist.
Reaction: Wha...? Whaaaa~~~????????????? BWAHAHAH. Nice bat.
And ~Teehee~ Eyebrows.

The fifth episode made me just so excited and happy I practically fainted.
*Sighs dreamily* I love Conti. I love the relationships in this show.
Unbelievably amazing and ridiculous is this show. But mostly I love Conti.

I loved the ending. It was perfect.
I could only think, "Fuck, yeah!"
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Welcome ::VI::

Fri Jul 27, 2007, 2:48 AM
‘Ello. :relaxed:
Thank you for stopping by my page.
To show my appreciation for your attentions, I shall be giving away a commission for free once a certain number of pageviews has been achieved – otherwise known as a Kiriban.
:pointr: Current Kiriban: 1000

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The cellphone is warm against the skin of my palm and fingers, which hold it loosely, but decisively, as the hand falls down against my mattress. I stare into the white of my screen, my eyes still slightly afire. I laugh when I cry. But right now, I am simply smiling. It is not a feeling of ecstatic joy, but I have become accustomed to this generally happy feeling, and recognize it: contentment.

Try as I might, I am unable to pass a day or night without thinking of oranges. Sweet citrus still bitter on my lips. Tantalizing, I'm sure- I know. I'm glad that I have the heartwarming contentment of berries when the citrus drives me mad.

"It's five am and I'm not sleeping." "It's six am and I'm not dreaming."

If you haven't noticed yet...
I leave a new song in each of my journals for the curious to check out. The song that caught my interest this time, due to the lyrics, was what made me cry.I happen to hate the song itself, but the lyrics... When I looked it up, I had to smile at the irony. The title of the song was Daidai, which is what I recently named my stuffed rabbit. Because it means "Bitter orange." And I'm a silly person. <3

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:cd: Chatmonchy: Daidai
:pointr: :music: "Daidai" [link]

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Welcome ::V::

Mon Jul 2, 2007, 8:00 PM
‘Ello. :relaxed:
Thank you for stopping by my page.
To show my appreciation for your attentions, I shall be giving away a commission for free once a certain number of pageviews has been achieved – otherwise known as a Kiriban.
:pointr: Current Kiriban: 1000

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From the corner of my gaze words were found twisted through sunset lit clouds, lining them in longing filled thoughts instead of silver. They disappeared as I turned to focus on them, all their secret knowledge of my future fading away into gold and pink. It was a silly thing I did, to so carefully pull an image from a photograph, and force it onto my own page of musings. He said it was something that he would have done, perhaps, at the dawn of his teenage years. I stared at my desktop background with a blank, dispassionate face, not knowing whether to smile or frown. The only words that were truly there were those I had transcribed from a love song. And they were just the promises of today's truth, not illuminating fortellings.

Impatient at the slothful pace at which Firefox was loading, I ran my cursor over the popup bar at the base of my screen, letting tags rise and fall as I moved on and off them. I reached one with a curious red X over something silver, and right clicking it, I found the question of On or Off. The arrow glided towards On, and sound suddenly blared in several directions at me, instead of simply drifting. My breath caught, and my eyes widened, realizing what this 'Virtual Sound' meant. Impulsively my arms rose, and my hands shook as I flailed and writhed in pure happiness, which was apparent in my open smile. I laughed, screamed, reveled in simple joy, breathing heavily. It's funny how easily my heart can be filled, though it makes sense then, how easily it can drain. But sound- sound, good sound. Correlating with quality images. As sight and hearing are the two senses I depend on, it's no surprise that I love music videos so much.

"He wears his heart safety pinned to his backback, his backpack is all that he knows."
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:cd: The Used: Lies for the Liars
:pointr: :music: "The Bird and the Worm"

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