i put him all into my arms and staggered banged with terror through

life lessons

This is how it works:
You're young until you're not,
You love until you don't,
You try until you can't,
You laugh until you cry,
You cry until you laugh,
And everyone must breathe, until their dying breath.

No, this is how it works:
You peer inside yourself,
You take the things you like,
And try to love the things you took,
And then you take that love you made,
And stick it into some-
Someone else's heart,
Pumping someone else's blood.
And walking arm in arm,
You hope it don't get harmed,
But even if it does,
You'll just do it all again.

-"On the Radio" by Regina Spektor

June 2008

03 June 2008 @ 06:32 pm

Lists of Life

1. It's pouring outside right now.
2. There is thunder and lightning.
3. I love thunderstorms.

4. Graduation is in four days.
5. I'm ecstatic to never have to see 9/10 of my graduating class ever again.
6. I guess I will probably miss that 1/10
7. That sounds so bitter and jaded.
8. Vitamin C's "Graduation" came up when I put my ipod on shuffle yesterday, and I nearly burst into tears.

9. I made brownies last night.
10. Then I stayed up and played like, six hours of Zelda: Twilight Princess.
11. I'm tired.
12. My brothers ate all of brownies I made.
13. I want a brownie.

14. I miss him so bad right now.
15. I hate myself for missing him.
16. Number 14 was grammaticlly incorrect anyway.

17. "Notes on Falling Out of Love" is a featured story on dracoandginny.com right now.
18. Yay.

19. Did you hear that the guy who invented Pringles died?
20. As stated in his will, he wanted to be cremated and then buried in a Pringles can.
21. It's kind of sad how an entire man's life- his legacy- is merely a potato chip.

22. It stopped raining.

23. Goodnight.

Under the sky in: Halfway between melancholy and contentment

Listening to: Hey Jude

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25 March 2008 @ 09:34 pm

Fanfiction

So lately I've been sorting through my old files and I recently happened upon a lot of my old fanfics that I've wrote over the past couple years... For most of it, I almost blush when reading because the writing is just so amateurish and ridiculous sounding but (ok, narcissistic moment coming) for some of it, I'd have to say is pretty good too.

Most of the ones that I was satisfied with (which comes to a whopping four one-shots and one longer chaptered one that I wrote for the spring 2008

dgficexchange) I've posted on fanfiction.net or dracoandginny.com but the thing about those sites is that, you know, once you submit the final document, you can't go back and edit it at all. Which is pretty realistic and all- I don't see Tom Clancy or Robin McKinley running up to Barnes & Noble and being like, "WAIT I WANTED TO CHANGE THAT ONE PARAGRAPH"- but still, all the same, there's certain grammatical errors or words that I've been itching to go back and fix.

So I've decided that, purely for my peace of mind, I'm going to edit and then repost all my fics on livejournal. Not that I don't think anyone's going to read them, seeing as how no one I know uses livejournal and the only fanficcing I've done on here is for the DG Fic Exchange, but it'll make me feel better. And that's always a good thing, isn't it? ^_^

Anyway, if anyone out there IS reading this, and by some chance they're dying to read some of my fanfics (and I know you are so dying to) here's my fanfiction.net page and my Fire and Ice Archive page.

Feeling...: Crazy giddy

Listening to: Beautiful, by Moby

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03 March 2008 @ 02:32 pm

The World is Puddle-Wonderful

I think I'm in love.

Who could not be in love with this incredible, amazing, bloody-fantastic weather today? I skipped around my house today, opening all the windows and screaming with the sheer happiness of it all. My parents weren't as thrilled, seeing as how it was six in the morning but...o well ^_^

Rumor is that it's supposed to snow on Wednesday. Bah Humbug. But right now the sun is shining and the clouds are fluffy and the breeze is warm and the sky is brilliant brilliant brilliant blue so who cares?

So, in honor of the wonderful weather, here's a poem. It's by E.E. Cummings (we're studying him in english class right now and I swear I am the only person in the room who actually appreciates his poems and stories- everyone else just sleeps and or talks about who they hooked up with last weekend. But honestly, the man uses phrases like "mud-luscious" and "a million billlion trillion stars." And he can go on for at least ten pages about human excrement. But he can also go on for ten thousand pages about love. How can you not be enthralled with this man?)

in Just-
spring when the world is mud-
luscious the little
lame baloonman

whistles far and wee

and eddieandbill come
running from marbles and
piracies and it's
spring

when the world is puddle-wonderful

the queer
old baloonman whistles
far and wee
and bettyandisbel come dancing

from hop-scotch and jump-rope and

it's
spring
and

the

goat-footed

baloonMan whistles
far
and
wee

Listening to: No One, by Alicia Keys

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29 January 2008 @ 10:51 pm

Testing 1, 2, 3

Messing around to make sure everything works properly.

You know, I already have a facebook, a xanga, a penname on fanfiction.net, an account on youtube and more email addresses than I can keep track of.

Everything in my logical brain (and everything in the pile of untouched homework sitting next to me) is telling me that this is not a good idea...

I sense a lot of time is about to be wasted.

Feeling...:

cynical

Listening to: Love Song, by Sara Bareilles

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