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~*Counting Bodies Like Sheep*~
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[29 Jan 2020|03:05pm] |
Theoretically...hypothetically...rhetorically...say, for any reason, for whatever spark of thought that comes into my head, I might choose to make my journal Friends Only. If, for some reason, I decided to Friend my journal, here's what, theoretically, my Friends Only banner would look like:
I really think it's lovely...and the more I think about it, the more I want a Friends Only Page (because there are some crazy old men out there). I don't really trust my security anymore.
PS: If you're already on my Friends List, don't bother commenting to be added, dears. You've already proved yourself my friend by, you know, putting up with me. ^^
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| is there any honest song to sing besides these blues? |
[02 Jun 2006|01:51pm] |
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The Blues--Switchfoot |
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Dear You With the Pretty Face,
I realize you’re going through a lot right now; I just wanted to know if it was me who did anything wrong or anything to hurt you. I know I haven’t known you for a long time, but you seem like a really cool person, and I feel like I’m being “evaded” if you know what I mean. If we don’t talk again, or if you don’t wish to talk to me anymore, that’s ok, I guess…just being the blunt, straightforward thinker that I am, I just want to know what I did so I don’t make that mistake again—with anyone—in the foreseeable future. It was nice knowing you for the time that I knew you, and this rejection sucks, but I will go on walking forward through life with a brave face, so you don’t have to worry about me. =) Dude, this is turning into a rant. Anyway, I hope things get better with your brother/family, I’m really sorry what happened.
Get better dammit, ~Reina
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[16 Dec 2005|02:09pm] |
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Take the first sentence from the first post of each month of 2005. That's your year in review.
( Raina's 2005! )
Annnnd that's it...A Year in the Life of diamond_life. See you guys when I see you. I'm going to miss you a LOT. *hugs*
PS: AND DON'T UNADD ME DAMMIT! lolz.
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[28 Jan 2005|11:24am] |
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Semester over, officially. *happy sigh*
Me, I'm just counting the hours till rehearsal again.
Oh, and I have the coolness and cool-osity of my background for February. I think I might stick with Lola for a while. Run, Lola Run was one of the best foreign films I've seen in a long time. And yet everyone I ask about it all scratch their heads in confusion, except for one person...and that's because he's foreign. I almost wish I would have talked to him about it more (both of us thinking the movie was j'awesone), but today being the last day of the semester...gah.
All I pine for is a little intellectual conversation. For FIVE BLOODY MINUTES.
gtg...I shouldn't even be here.
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| end-of-semester ponderings |
[27 Jan 2005|10:02am] |
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Stay strong. Don't cry...whatever you do...don't...
WAAAAHHHH!!!! I'M GOING TO MISS THEATER ARTS SO MUCH!!!
We were like a family, all of us. A dysfunctional family, sure, but the six of us were close. Even though we're all involved in the musical, and we're going to see each other every day after school, it just won't be the same... And Megill. I don't think I ever had a teacher that helped me along more than him.
When the bell rang, it was just sad. We were all about to burst out...yes, even you Kenny. Huge group hug...and then it was over. *sigh*
As for gym, that's another story. No more required physical education!! Woohoo! I'm supposed to be there right now, but under the circumstances (as in, I attempted to get out of it and succeeded) I'm in the library.
Has anyone ever seen Run Lola Run? Great indie film.
And...errr....
I'm glad I'm sitting alone. Yesterday I was typing in my Groupwise password, and I swear, the girl sitting next to me was looking straight at the keys. I changed it just now. One can never be too cautious.
Snitchseeker.com isn't working, which is really a shame...I was just getting people fired up for my forum again. Damn it...and I'll probably be online this afternoon. Just wanted to...yeah...let you...know...
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[20 Jan 2005|10:44am] |
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 | You scored as Mindfuck. Congratulations, you scored Mindfuck. You've probably seen a lot of movies, and have grown to hate mainstream shit. You're looking for the movie that will leave you breathless, and with 21 questions to think about. Check out: Donnie Darko, Being John Malkovich, Pulp Fiction, Memento.
Mindfuck | | 95% | Artistic | | 85% | Sci-Fi/Fantasy | | 70% | Drama/Suspense | | 70% | Romantic Comedy | | 65% | Sadistic Humour | | 55% | Mindless Action Flick | | 55% | </td>
Movie Recommendation. created with QuizFarm.com |
The plays are so close that they're tomorrow morning at 7:45 am. Now THAT'S a mindfuck.
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[18 Jan 2005|04:55pm] |
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Oh, and by the way, everyone....check out the background and the font color. What do you think? Go well? Comment here puppies @}~
PS: I aplogize, I haven't been reading my Friendslist lately. Just incredibly busy. You understand right?
I'm lying. I'm not that busy. There is no excuse for my bad behavior. I deserve to be punished. *pouts*
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| PLAY WEEK!!!!!!!! |
[18 Jan 2005|11:18am] |
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This week's the week of the plays, which we've been working on SO hard for months and months. Saturday at 7:30! I'm a bit put out though. None of my family will be able to make it. Mum and Dad have this fancy dinner party they're attending in upstate New York. Alyssa has work, Avery has work, and the other kids...well, they're too young to understand the plays anyway.
Wait a second....
I wonder whos watching the kids. If everyone has things to do, the kids can't be by themselves in the house all alone. We don't have a babysitter. I'm usually the babysitter.
Oh...I can see this exploding right in everyone's face (as things like this usually do).
I'll try to remember to hold a conference-whatsit, but in the meantime...let's all have a moment of silence, won't we. What happened this weekend on Livejournal will go down in history as just...one of those things where you'll forever remember where you were and what you were doing in that moment. The question is: how did YOU survive the LJ Outage of 2005?
The Great LiveJournal Outage of 2005
During the outage I discovered this thing called a pencil that can write in this thing called a notebook.
What did you do?
Brought to you by geek-foo
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[18 Jan 2005|11:02am] |
 | You scored as Druid Fairy. Your heart belongs to nature. Your green satin hides you in the brush. You influence plants to grow, and you have a special connection to animals.
Druid Fairy | | 83% | Ethereal Priestess Fairy | | 75% | Raven Fairy | | 75% | Pixie | | 73% | Autumn Fairy | | 69% | Twilight Mistress Fairy | | 67% | Goddess of the Golden Dawn | | 67% | Rose Thorn Fairy | | 60% | Snow Fairy | | 48% | </td>
Which Firefly-Path Fairy are you? created with QuizFarm.com |
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[14 Jan 2005|07:26am] |
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Yesterday was wonderful. The windows were wide open in my room to the unseasonal warm, springlike breeze. I was drinking Chai Latte on my bed and reading the Entertainment section of the newspaper. It felt as if the warm weather had come early. Absolutely wonderful.
Play's next Friday. Nervous? Not by a long shot. *confidence*
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[12 Jan 2005|01:34pm] |
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You Are 21 Years Old |
21
Under 12: You are a kid at heart. You still have an optimistic life view - and you look at the world with awe.
13-19: You are a teenager at heart. You question authority and are still trying to find your place in this world.
20-29: You are a twentysomething at heart. You feel excited about what's to come... love, work, and new experiences.
30-39: You are a thirtysomething at heart. You've had a taste of success and true love, but you want more!
40+: You are a mature adult. You've been through most of the ups and downs of life already. Now you get to sit back and relax.
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This means I should be able to do anything a 21-year-old can do. Legally.
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[12 Jan 2005|07:32am] |
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Hippies hippies In the 1960s Hippies hippies In the 1960s Communal living Free love and peace In the war down in ‘Nam We want killing to cease
Love is all you need Love is all you need
Marijuana To expand our minds And see this cruel world Through a wise person’s eyes
We don’t care It helps you grow Lifts you up And lets you go
Tired of conformity The oppressive society Are you ready to change your ways Till America sees better days?
Let’s go barefoot and grow our hair Who says that couples come in pairs? We’ll dance like children of the flowers And let this music be our bowers
Hippies hippies In the 1960s Iconoclast It just didn’t last
The very Man they protested away Is the same Man they’re working for today
Better to burn out Then to fade away
So why’d you choose To fade away?…
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[11 Jan 2005|02:34pm] |
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Introducing my Icons Animated phase!!!
I'm a bit angry and such. One of my group members, who will not be named here, wants to put another movie as our clip for the project. I want to do a certain other one. Both are completely appropriate. So why...? Oh, so angry.
Can't type anymore.
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| hey hey my my |
[10 Jan 2005|11:27am] |
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Oh, oh. I've got the *dreaded* DECADES PROJECT to do, the so-called "biggest report of my high school career." Meh, that doesn't scare me...lol.
The only problem is that I'm doing my project with like the hugest slacker in the class. *not going to name names*
I'm doing it on the sixties, though that wasn't my initial choice. My partner wanted to do it. It's all right, I suppose, just so much work. So much, you start to wonder if it's all necessary and meaningful and you go in a trance and get all thoughtful about it.
And then you realize you've lost your floppy disk which contains the most important information, and you start to run around and go crazy looking for it.
That's usually my method of doing projects. *shifty*
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[07 Jan 2005|07:14am] |

Christian Bale is SEX
yummy
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[06 Jan 2005|01:58pm] |
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Hi guys. *waves*
I'm in a good mood, besides the almost unbearable loss in volleyball. I love the sport. If there was such a major...*sigh* Anyway, there's nothing like serving. Or setting. Or spiking. *adds "spiking" to Interests list*
Another dreary day. Ironically, today we're learning to dance to the song "Rain" in the musical. The choreographer's arriving around 2:30, I guess. She's lovely.
I'm nearly at the end of my rope, by the way. It's slightly stressing to get home exhausted at 6:30 after dancing for hours, then having to clean the house and feed and bathe the kids, then having a few minutes to finish homework and wrap it up before I fall among my covers, utterly spent. I have to do this every day for the next three months.
Oh, well. It's what I signed up for. Bring on the challenge! *cheerful*
Time to go to rehearsal. Asaka grow me a garden, please Agwe don't flood my garden, Erzulie who will my love be, Papa Ge don't come around me...
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| BUNNY FUN! |
[06 Jan 2005|07:07am] |
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