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[29 Dec 2002|04:25pm] |
Ouch, that hurt.
I've been disowned by my mother.
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[28 Dec 2002|03:52pm] |
- B A S I C. Q U E S T I O N S -
[my name is]: Aria Elise
[height?]: 5'5"-ish
[in the morning i am]: not a happy camper
[all i need is]: books/money?
[love is]: painful
[if i could see one person right now]: I'm not good at this - uh - Christian Coulson, my love?
[im afraid of]: the water
[i dream about]: going to Hogwarts, actually
- H A V E .Y O U. E V E R -
[pictured your crush naked?]: I deny everything
[actually seen ur crush naked]: pff! Yeah right...
[been in love]: I believed I was in love many times. Perhaps I was.
[cried when someone died]: I sobbed so hard it hurt at Chris' memorial service
[lied]: Who hasn't?
- W H I C H . I S . B E T T E R -
[coke or pepsi]: Coke, though they taste nearly the same.
[flowers or candy]: No one's ever given me flowers...
[tall or short]: taller than me
- W I T H . T H E. O P P O S I T E . S E X -
[what do u notice first?]: eyes (you can tell if a person is intelligent by looking closely at their eyes, did you know that? try it. stupid people and highschoolers tend to have vacant expressions)
[last person u slow danced with]: Kurt Greenacre, at the 6th grade school dance
[worst question to ask]: "Want to do something sometime?" Unless you're a friend, don't ask me to go anywhere. I'm asexual.
- W H O -
[makes u laugh the most?]: Eleana
[makes you smile]: VHers
[gives u a funny feeling when u see them]: The Slytherins. Slytherins are Sexy. *g*
[do you have a crush on?]: Christian Coulson. I've achieved true dorkiness. I'm in love with an actor on another continent.
[has a crush on u?]: No one who lives near me. There's a reason for that.
[is easiest to talk to]: Eleana, Carrie
- D O . Y O U . E V E R -
[sit on the internet all day waiting for someone special to I.M. u?]: Not to be IMed, no, but I sit on the internet all day
[save aol/aim conversations]: used to
[wish u were a member of the opposite sex]: I generally dislike being a girl (friggin periods are horrid), but I'd probably dislike being a boy as well
[cried because of someone saying something to u]: It's been a while
- H A V E . Y O U . E V E R -
[fallen for ur best friend]: I've noticed that falling tends to be hard on the knees, so I try not to fall too hard
[been rejected?]: Good lord yes
[rejected someone]: Not intentionally, though I wish I'd had the backbone to reject some people
[used someone]: Most definately
[been cheated on]: *sneers* Yes
[done something u regret]: of course
- W H O . W A S . T H E . L A S T . P E R S O N -
[u talked to on the phone]: I'm not a big fan of phones, but I think it was my grandmother Camille calling from Atlanta
[hugged]: its been ages since anyones laid a hand on me, let alone hugged me
[u instant messaged]: Chris, who I met kinda by accident in Palo Alto, when I was there in December - its odd how these things happen
[instant messaged you?]: Jolly
[u laughed with]: Gordon and Mora, who work at the restraunt next door
- D O . Y O U -
[color ur hair]: I used to do it a lot - I've had green, blue, pink and purple hair - but I haven't in a at least 2 months
[ever get off the damn computer]: Ha, you're kidding right?
[habla espanol]: asi-asi (can't spell!)
- D O . Y O U / A R E . Y O U -
[smoke cigarettes]: Never have, never will
[obsessive]: Of course I am
[could u live without the computer?]: If the situtation calls for it, I will with a minimum of whining
[how many peeps are on ur buddylist?]: I had like 160 on my old one, but now I've only got VH people - 34
[what's your favorite food?]: Japanese - I like fried rice!
[whats ur favorite fruit?]: apples
[drink alchohol?]: I'm not a big drinker, though I had three shots of brandy on Christmas Eve and will likely get totally smashed on New Years
[like watching sunrises or sunset]: Melbourne Beach sunsets are gorgeous though I dont watch many of them - just take a picture to look at later
[what hurts the most, physical or emotional pain?]: emotional, though I'm very good at blocking it out
[trust others way too easily?]: Not usually
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[28 Dec 2002|01:13pm] |
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What's the point of only hurting on the inside?
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[20 Dec 2002|06:02pm] |
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Grades are in. Well, shit.
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[16 Dec 2002|05:13pm] |
CLICK HERE
Yes, yes, be jealous. I live in a beautiful, if boring, place.
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[12 Dec 2002|03:29pm] |
HAPPY BIRTHDAY ELEANA!
...I'm having a growth spurt :)
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| It's a damn cold night, trying to figure out this life |
[12 Dec 2002|12:06pm] |
Huh. The Leaky Cauldron didn't win at the auction. They didn't even get to bid (or so the website says). Some prat paid $38,000 for the card. TLC had $24,000. If the person who won it has a shred of decency, I'd hope they'd send the contents of the card to TLC. We tried so bloody hard.
I feel... unfulfilled. This is depressing.
Well, shiteloads of money is going to Book Aid International, at least :)
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[11 Dec 2002|11:48am] |
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The two guys who work next door to where I work (and where I'm at right now) are really really great. Jason and Derek are both cute, in their own way (Jason has dirty blonde hair, Derek has black), and both extremely intelligent and talented. They made me "undepressed" yesterday.
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| And I am, whatever you say I am |
[10 Dec 2002|08:03pm] |
My father and I had a "bonding" moment earlier today. We went out to lunch together. Okay, so it was at McDonalds, but dammit, we never spend time together. To be perfectly honest, we're too much like each other to spend loads of time together. He has a shorter temper than me - I am the God of Patience - and that's about the main difference.
So we went to McDonalds, and didn't even do drive through. We ate INSIDE, which I haven't done in god only knows how long. It was kinda... fun.
I'm calling my school to find out why, exactly, I've been put on academic hold tomorrow. It doesn't really matter to me, I need a break anyway. Last semester brought on more nervous breakdowns than the two before that combined, and that's saying something since I dropped all my courses halfway through Spring Term.
I'm very depressed right now. It's not my normal depressed either. It's like, a pressure in my chest and a knowledge that something is missing. My "normal depression" is me sobbing, and slicing at my wrists. It's a dramatic affair. Right now, I'm just muttering along to Eminem - The Way I Am, and really wishing it wasn't a school night so I could go to Carrie's house. She's good at cheering me up. She always has been.
I've decided to take up "extracurricular activities", I suppose they could be called. I don't think they count as "normal" extracurricular activities. Fencing, caligraphy, acting, kickboxing. I'm also joining SCA.
I need to go on a diet. I'm 5'5"-ish and I weigh 125 - 130lbs. Most people would kill me for saying that I need to go on a diet, but... I feel bad. I don't like the way I look. I sincerely hate dieting though.
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[10 Dec 2002|12:59pm] |
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God hates me.
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| It's beginning to look a lot like Christmas... |
[10 Dec 2002|11:36am] |
Actually, it's not, since I live in Florida *grins* But it was rainy and stormy all yesterday, last night and this morning. Now it's kinda chilly and sunny.
Anyway, I'm sending out Christmas cards this week, so if anyone wants me to send them one, e-mail me!
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| And the world changed... |
[09 Dec 2002|01:10pm] |
So, I've just gotten this journal, and I'm not sure what to write. I'm not a very good journal person. Introductions first, hmm?
Well, my name's Aria (though I like the name Gwydion an insanely large amount, and am going to change my name to that), and I just finished my first year of college. I'm going to be 17 in February. I have no friends, and that only bothers me sometimes.
I'm a complete Harry Potter geek, and love Christian Coulson (Tom Riddle) desperately. I am making an attempt at writing fanfiction, though it's not going very well, and will likely never be seen by anyone but me. I'm also a "slasher" - I like boy/boy. Don't ask me why.
I'm also working on my website. My HTML skills are... rusty, at best.
I've gotta go get something to eat. I'll write again later.
PS: The talking ads on Kazaa are the work of the devil. Die, dammit, die!
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