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Your Destructive Fever.
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Posted: Wed May 23, 2007 @ 01:16pm
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'.[[
Harry Potter spent his Summers waiting for the Fall
He'd count the days, and dream each night of Hogwarts' distant call
The Dursley's, Harry's relatives, were wretched as can be-a
He prayed each night to Satan that they'd die from gonhorrea
But one day he recieved a note that Hogwarts had burned down
"Oh no!" he cried, and quickly donned a disappointed frown
He trashed his room and tore his books, and then went for his trunk
But Dumbledore popped out and bellowed, "Harry! You've been PUNK'D!"
Harry stared in disbelief at Dumbledore's old smirk
He knew it was joke, but he got pissed and went berserk
He threw the old man to the ground and punched him in the beard
He pinned him down with all his weight, and that's when it got weird
Dumbledore was smiling as young Harry sat on top
He made a funny noise and ordered Harry not to stop
But Harry got freaked out and threw a large book at his head
And Dumbledore stopped moving, it seemed Dumbledore was dead
Run, Harry, run, Harry, run!
You killed your headmaster, now your problem's just begun
Run, Harry, run, Harry, run!
Who can fend off Voldemort now?
No one.
:(
]].' Copyright © 2007 All rights reserved.
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Posted: Thu Apr 19, 2007 @ 03:24pm
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Hi, my name is Reuben. Life is hard. LET'S MAKE OUT.
Oh Mr. Sun, Sun, Mr. Golden Sun!
Hello kids, whatve you folks been up to? >3
WAIT! What have I been up to? DDDDD:
Plenty.
Cinema on Saturday with Lorelle and Phil, TEENAGE MUTANT NINJA TURTLES.
It was fantastic. We wore bandanas. I was Michelangelo because regretably there was no purple bandanas to be had so I couldn't represent my idol, Donatello.
So yeah. We had a gang. Raphael is a moody jerk who keeps the team together in his own special way?...
And we made foil hats....and er, stuff.
Songs about blood. <3
And I love my Walternet. He's fantastic.
But, Frederick, Walternet and Jeremy found out I was using all of them, like simultaneously, and I think that's why they rejected Alex when I tried to upload his contents. It was grrrr, corrupt file and everything automatically deleted itself. *
Windows Vista is proving to be very tetchy.
Nothing works on it! I want it to gain popularity and for software && iTunes && cameras && games && everything && stuff to catch up on it.
Hmmmm. School on Monday. ;_;
SO SLEEPY ALL WEEK LONG.
But I do like the train. I like it very much.
And I like my blondeness. I have to repeatedly mention that. If Alex && co. pull their acts together I'll show it to you! D: <3
Cam && I were walking down Grafton St. today && this american guy waltzes up to us and says, "cheer up kiddos, it's not all bad." He interrupted our alone time. Together. All alone. It was moment. D;
During the Easter break, I went to the beach with Karen.
How could I have neglected to mention such an important thing?
Y'see, we made a new friend there.
His name was Geoff. Because he's a pretentious art student with emo specs.
He's about yay high with lovely chocolately brown eyes && spent the entire aftie following us around, wagging his tail and begging for us to take his ball and play with him for a while. He was so pretty.
He's like, the 2nd prettiest dog I've ever known.
Sigh.
I MISS JAMIE.
OH! Never, ever watch Jabberwocky. You will be severely disappointed, it does not, I repeat, it DOES NOT live up to it's name. Sniff, sniff. I had such high hopes && they were so horribly dashed. But actually, you should totally watch it. Gigglesnort.
Sunshine was okay, though. Cinema-ed it last night. Not that good really, a lot of things were just oh, that's convenient.
I've started watching Heroes so I can get over the medi-semi-quasi-end of stargate.
It's working. A little.
Heroes is fantastic, I was beginning to worry that I'd have to start watching lost or something. Scary stuff.
* Frederick: computer.
Walternet: internet, obvious that one was.
Jeremy: iPod.
Alex: Digi camera.
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Your Destructive Fever.
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Your Destructive Fever.
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Posted: Fri Apr 13, 2007 @ 07:09pm
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Is that a lock in your pocket?
'.[[Okay, here's the thing.
I've moved. And I'm blonde. And well, a lot of things are different really.
For example, this computer I'm using? He's mine. I've named him Frederick, he's a real beauty although has practically zilch, nada && nil files on him as of yet. >3 This is internet I'm using? I just installed it today. Oh. And I now have spellcheck making journal entries?!! What's with that. D:
Personally, I feel the whole, "I no longer live with my mother thing - boomfizzbangkablammo!" pales in comparison to my hair. That's a much more interesting thing.
So, yeah. Oh a whim I'm like hey! I want blonde hair. So, I make the appointment and here I am. Supposedly I'll have more fun this way. ;D And Stephen, (my new fantastically beautiful hairdresser), says my hair looks "totally funky and trendy." Sooo. There you go. I should be arrested for blondness with intent to nauseate.
Muchos excitemento! Kapow and holy batcrap, batman!
Getting to school now takes far more effort, but less time? Yeah. I didn't get how that one worked out either. Not that I have school at the momento, viva la easter!
EASTER! I missed the entire gaian event! TURDNESS. I was looking forward to the eggsellant chance of making a mockery of eggs. And that's no yoke, but I suppose I counted my chickens before they hatched. (GEDDIT. CHICKENS. HATCHED. EGGS!). Anyways. That minor slur apart, things are funky. Eggstremely funky. Although majorly boring, see above, lack of internet. D; INTERNET NOW THOUGH. Smileface. =)
Sneeze.
whee ]].' Copyright © 2007 All rights reserved.
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Your Destructive Fever.
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Posted: Thu Mar 22, 2007 @ 09:53pm
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Come home to a real fire!
'.[[ I am so sleepy today. ;_;
Zzzzzz...
But pretty good day all the same. :]
I have a very odd maths teacher though. >> frown. <<
I was uh, using my phone in a textual manner during class and when I had finished I looked back up at the blackboard and it read:
"Amy u cn txt him l8r."
Exactly. John scares me. D;
xD
I don't believe I have ever mentioned the loss of stargate in this journal?
No? Hmmm.
Well, Stargate SG1 is over, (well apart from the straight to dvd movies that are coming out but the series is finished). I am suffering major withdrawal symptoms.
I really trying to stay strong though and put on a brave front while I shed drunken tears for sober thoughts.
It's hard.
...yeah, admittedly there's always re-runs, and Atlantis and all...but, it's just not the same weekly dosage of the DJster, IS IT?!
I love Maxxie.
Just thought you ought to know. >3
Hath not a machine gears? Hath not a machine cogs, racks, pinions, cutters, bearings and spindles? Fed with the same electric, hurt with the same bits of grit getting into our works, subject to the same gremlins, healed by the same brute force, ignorance and big hammer as a human is? If you program us, do we not manufacture? If you take us apart, do we not shoot springs all over the floor? If you oil us, do we not purr? And if you ignore us... ]].' Copyright © 2007 All rights reserved.
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Your Destructive Fever.
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Posted: Tue Feb 27, 2007 @ 07:32pm
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Martians are from Mars, Venusians are from Venus.
 Dear Diary, today we were captured by hillfolk never to be seen again...
'.[[ The highlight of my day so far has been:
"Klaus bittet Hans ins Haus und zeigt ihm sein Bett."
Gigglesnort. But things look to be improving even further! Stargate is on soon! I do love Stargate, obsessively, compulsively and maniacally. ;'D
- Stargatally speaking, I met a god the other day. Well, false god to be more precise, but definitely one of my own, personal favourite gods. His name is Tanith. He's evil. And supposedly dead but that can't be true because I've seen him alive and kicking, stomping his way through London.
- Realitally speaking, I met Peter Wingfield as he was walking down Shaftsbury Avenue.
I miss London! London was a good place, brim to the rim with magical tea and crumpet fairies. And on the corner of the street on which my hotel was situated there was a theatre. And in this theatre a play was performed. And this play featured Harry Potter. And Harry Potter was naked. Give five hurrahs, give twelve hip-hips Equus is the best and the rests is all drips!
...but, at a moment like this...I can't help but wonder...what would Dumbledore think?
During the course of our British takeover we seen Phantom of the Opera, Wicked and Evita. With Evita being the top trump, by far. And not just because of the immensely pretty narrator.
I was also attacked by kinder bueno people. I'll never be the same person again.
Just thought you ought to know. D:
They mauled me, you know.
...and forced chocolate upon me.
And made me get in a photo with them.
...all because I asked for directions. D;
So many people today were discussing what they wanted to do after school/college/etc;
It's got me thinking. D:
I know what I want to do, but I probably won't end up doing it.
It's a completely obtainable goal and I know I'd love to do it...but complications and whatnot.
My life plan:
Do just enough school work to get enough points for an arts degree in NUIM. Which means basically no work. ;D Take a year out before college, spend six months in Austrailia finishing getting all the scuba diving licences I can. Go to NUIM, study english, german and something else... >3 And when that's finished with, become a scuba diving instructor in like, Italy or the Canaries or something. Which is where the german will come in useful, as most of the instructors you'd find have two languages... and well, yeah. It's just a theory. A dream, really. But, one I'd love to follow up on, one I can definately catch within my grasp and one that I'd enjoy doing. I love diving. I eat, breath and live for it, despite the rarity of opportunities I have to do it. I never feel so good as I do when I'm 20ft underwater. I can't explain it really, being in the ocean, scuba diving, it's such an intense experience for me and I just love it so much, it's difficult to express. And if it doesn't work out, I have the arts degree to fall back on.
D: Simple and brilliant. ;D ]].' Copyright © 2007 All rights reserved.
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