Bugger. I have this clone house, [Belethia], created ages ago... But I can't remember its password, OR the e-mail address I put in the details. It bothers me, it bothers me greatly. xP
There's nothing there, as you can see, but I still would like to be able to access it. Ah well, I guess I'll just have to live with it. :P
I won the January round of the Five Words contest over at Writersco! :D So did not see that coming... currently in the mood to bounce and dance around the room. Overjoyed! Wheeee!
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*flail*
I woke up at three in the afternoon. *sigh* Great rhythm I have. When I get that job, it'll take a miracle to wrench me back into a half decent sleeping pattern.
To whom it may concern, and they know who they are.
Time for me to forget. Friendship is more important, and nothing should change that. I forbid you to feel bad for me, and I promise not to be angsty about it anymore. :P I love you. *hugs*
Umm. Random angsty poetry? :P
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You're beautiful
and it hurts that I can't tell
Oh please let me be free
of this excruciating agony
My hollow heart
beats to your name on my lips
and inside my head I cry and scream
because this love is just an empty dream
I'm crying over the damn job.
I'm probably tired, which doesn't help, but I'm... fuck.
Right at this moment, I want to quit.
I made another friend join Elftown. Muahaha. Go say hi -> [Sleepy doll]
“I’ve got to go. A black cat crossed my path on the way over, and I have to bathe in garlic or the vampires will gnaw off my tongue in my sleep.”
*rolls on the floor laughing* Best... line... ever! xD
Boys don't cry.. Erm. Yeaaaaah. Don't ask.
I had the CT scan today. They injected this contrast agent, and I still feel weird... Ugh. Should drink lots to get it out of my system, apparently.
I just sneezed, and my chest hurt. That never happens. Ehe ehe he.</whine>
I'm currently too tired to do anything useful. So I won't probably be on here much today, because I'll just feel guilty. I'm sorry. I just feel so bleh.
In case anyone happens to care. :P
*dies* Council work is scary. All the time, I'm afraid I'll screw something up. o_O
Umm. I wonder if I should start getting worried. I just got a letter informing me that I've been scheduled for a CT scan. I think I'll just repeat the words 'standard procedure' in my head a few times.
I keep picking at my lips, because they're dry enough for me to do so. I do it so much they bleed. Bah. <_<
Anyone willing to buy this off me? --update: [someelf] has! ^_^ *snuggles Elfy*
Diary whorage. <_<
I just drew a rough concept sketch for my next tattoo. I'll probably scan and upload it later. It has a swan as the central focus, and slightly behind the swan is a sun with a crescent moon and a star inside it.
Yeah, I'm having way too much fun with my symbology dictionary. :P
My job is... finished. o_O
Now I have to start hunting for another one. <_< Not that I would really need to, since I soon have to begin worrying about where to apply to study, but if I want to go on that trip, then... I need more monies. :P
Wish me luck? :P (Oh, and if anyone wants to commission a handmade notebook, now would be the time.)