I want to get at least one industrial piercing, four earlobe, two on each side, an eyebrow ring, and two surface, right below my collarbone on each shoulder.

I've wanted an eyebrow ring since I was 12; I really want at least one pair of earlobe piercings, so those are for sure.

I'm going to hold off on getting a tattoo for a couple of years until I know absolutely for sure what I want.

I'm also going to for sure take a road trip up to the Sequoia Redwood Forest for my 18th with my dad and my brother.

We have harnessed the power of lightning.

We have tamed it, and use it to satisfy even the smallest, most insignificant compulsions.

We have harnessed the power of fire.

We use that extreme heat to acquire power over life and death, and we place this power in metal rods, forged of steel and iron.

We have harnessed the blood of the ancients.

The flesh and blood of dragons courses through the veins of our nations, and is highly coveted and always needed. We wage wars and act unreasonably to gain and defend the wounds in the earth from which we extract this blood.

We live in a science fiction and fantasy world.

Damnit, I've been tagged!


Rules: Once you’ve been tagged, you are supposed to write a note with 16 random things, facts, habits, or goals about you. At the end, choose 16 people to be tagged. You have to tag the person who tagged you. If I tagged you, it’s because I want to know more about you!

1) The left side of my lower lip droops slightly. It's just bigger than the other side, I guess.

2) I enjoy my lava lamp immensely.

3) I recently played a bit part in my dad's movie. Hopefully it is funny, because I was way too nervous to tell what the hell I was doing.

4) I play the cello, bass guitar, and I own a hip-height celtic harp. I don't play the harp because it's detuned and missing a string and I don't have any music for it.

5) I can barely read music anymore.

6) I have eight hours to live. After that I have another eight hours, and possibly another eight after that. We'll see how that goes.

7) I have a 2.2 GPA. I am one lazy-ass student.

8) I am a cold and embittered lesbian who will probably either join a cult or a nunnery. (Not a convent. A nunnery.)

9) A lot of people really like me, but I don't have many friends.

10) My family doesn't bring in a lot of money and I live in an apartment without AC or central heating, and I share a room with my mom, but my house is jam packed with cool stuff.

11) I could be a writer or an artist or a musician or a journalist or a airplane pilot. I can be a brilliant combination of these things, if I want to.

12) English is unbearably easy for me. Math and Science kick my ass and take my lunch money on a regular basis.

13) I don't actually have lunch money, my mom packs me lunch everyday.

14) If you haven't figured it out by now, I'm actually quite spoilt.

15) I look about forty pounds lighter than I actually am.

16) I often have the rediculously powerful urge to start smoking, even though I know what an insanely bad idea that is.

I TAG


NO ONE

I could walk up to any friend I know at my school, no matter how unfamiliar, and start talking, and no matter what shit I'm in, they would hear me out and give me advice and be there for me till the end.

I have two friends who will eat lunch with me everyday.






...This is a really backwards situation.

IMPORTANT!

If you have been following my personal life at all you will know this is excellent news:

My girlfriend gave me the 'we should just be friends' speech AND NOW I AM TOTALLY FREE OF HER BITCHY GIRLFRIEND SELF.

We really make much, much better friends.



I'M SINGLE AGAIN!!!!!!!!!!!

You don't understand, I never wanted a girlfriend. Ever. And now I don't have one!


GLEE

Phantoms worship art; they love only beauty. And they love it obsessively. But Phantoms are artists, and when that beauty dims or threatens their art, they leave it, or need be, destroy it. They have no remorse or compassion for such an object; it earns only their contempt, as it stands in the pursuit of the beautiful.

Pixies are fickle and chaotic and overdramatic and dastardly. But when they decide to love, they love completely. They dedicate themselves to the object of their devotion, and attach their power and life to it. If it's taken from them, they are irreversibly crippled. For this reason they are very careful to keep the object of their love a deep secret.

A pixie should not love a phantom.