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curiouser

what's an interest? something that you derive pleasure from? does it have to be pleasure? why am i so full of questions when there is so much to be done? i liked neutrality. what happened to that? i also like will smith, but instead i'm here asking questions and being hungry. imagine a time when thinking is not necessary. imagine a time where all your actions have no consequence. is there such a time? individuality and the collective. which has the power?

Evil Voluntary Chapter One:

Chapter One: This makes it twice he was an idiot. They had freed him; she had freed him. Yet here he was, falling on his face, running back to warn his enemies of an impending attack when he can just leave them to their death. It doesn't help that he can still taste the mud. ---- "I've heard about you," he heard in flawless melodic Kyadic. The light was bright; it hurts his eyes before he even opened them. He was on his back, untied, and lying on what felt like rugged but moist dirt. It soaked through his cotton shirt. He may be untied now, but he doubts he's in amiable company. "I did not think that the Duke would be so comfortable on the ground." And at that moment, he was immediately hauled up from both sides and roughly pushed back, so that he landed on his behind. His eyes shot open in pain from the landing and he knew his bottom was bruised. He looked in the direction of the voice, careful to veil his glare, he smiled as he usually did when anxious. "I hope you don't mind," she tilted her head with a smile, "it's just easier when you're sitting." The young woman could not have been older than him, younger probably even. She sat five feet across from him, her legs crossed, and hands folded in her lap as she leaned forward in curiosity.

huh.

well...i've just come to the conclusion that i'm one of those proper people, not extreme proper, but pretty gosh darn proper. or at least, i think the term is "proper." when i was building legos with my cousin today, instead of just finding the pieces at random, i got annoyed and started organizing them instead. i had more fun organizing the pieces than actually building the thing. what's interesting is that i definitely was not one of those kids when i was younger. i was given a lock to set the combination to, and i had to read the instructions word for word and follow it to the letter; when i was younger, i skimmed. i have a feeling that if you give me a brand new lego set, i will sit down, count the pieces and organize them before actually building - assuming i ever get around to building. interesting (or not) development. ...it's a development at 19.

i would be freakin' amazed if anyone is on vox and reads this

WHAT THE HELL!??

 

I THOUGHT FACEBOOK IS...WELL UNIVERSAL IN A "NO MATTER WHAT REMOTE ISLAND I'M ON IN THE WORLD, AS LONG AS I HAVE INTERNET, AND A COMPUTER, AND SOME SORT OF KEYBOARD, FACEBOOK WILL WORK!!!!!!\

 

lo' and behold...no. facebook is not working folks. i apologize, and i just cannot believe that meebo works but not facebook. this is..beyond ridiculous.

 

i shall be seeing ya'll soon hopefully. rip vox. especially when i've found a nice layout that i'm more than happy to stick to for the rest of my days. i don't think i'll be able to transfer stuff in time. sigh.

 

peace out.

i would be freakin' amazed if anyone is on vox and reads this

WHAT THE HELL!??

 

I THOUGHT FACEBOOK IS...WELL UNIVERSAL IN A "NO MATTER WHAT REMOTE ISLAND I'M ON IN THE WORLD, AS LONG AS I HAVE INTERNET, AND A COMPUTER, AND SOME SORT OF KEYBOARD, FACEBOOK WILL WORK!!!!!!\

 

lo' and behold...no. facebook is not working folks. i apologize, and i just cannot believe that meebo works but not facebook. this is..beyond ridiculous.

 

i shall be seeing ya'll soon hopefully. rip vox. especially when i've found a nice layout that i'm more than happy to stick to for the rest of my days. i don't think i'll be able to transfer stuff in time. sigh.

 

peace out.

i got me ears pierced again!

quick update. yeah :)))

so two cartilage and one lobe piercing :))) hahaha

all for VN. :) YAY! spastic update..might fix it later...

neway, first cartilage piercing was in april 2010 

Merlin: crack vid and ship mash-up

Arthur/Gwen/Lancelot - crack!rap!vid

Merlin MultiShip Mashup

Best crack song ever! Followed by the best mash up of all the ships! <3

Lyrics of the crack song that stood out:

They call me Arthur, ruler of Camelot
I'm a demigod; got a team of knights
Got a sword name Excalibur; legendary damager
Everyone knows I'm the Round Table Manager

Chorus:
Arthur: I love her
Lancelot: I love her too
Gwen: I'm caught in between both of you

Arthur got played!
I feel betrayed
Gwen: From Dark Ages to present day

Gwen:
You may have a fancy sword, but up in the sack
I'm feeling hella bored

The name's Lancelot I break dance a lot
Rolled up in my Caddy to Camelot

Gwen: Want a royal DL girlfriend?

Lancelot: I punked that punani like Sid and Nancy...oh!

Gwen:
Facebook posts from Lancelot
Took one look at me, I made them pants all drop
We did things you couldn't watch on cable
Even got down on the damn Round Table
Playing to dudes like Monopoly
Then I kick them to the curb like purple properties

Guinevere busts balls
Shout outs to my ladies at Seneca Falls

Times never change in the Camelot lair
Sent a squire to her room and she wasn't there
In the future, will people have the same problems?
How will they cope and how will they solve them?

you know you love the rap!

A Momentarily

It takes only a moment to die.

A single moment to fall in love.

And another moment to feel alive.

We Just Touched Awkwardly

the "We Just Touched Awkwardly" song

This totally reminded me of an incident earlier last week...Wednesday if I recall correctly. I was walking from class with my roommate, and you know, I walk with my arms moving back and forth a little bit right? Well...I hit someone awkwardly between the legs...not quite a clear shot between their legs, but more like my hand hit their dick kind of thing. I turned around, said, "Sorry," and turned back to my roommate as if nothing happened. She didn't notice and I wasn't going to point it out to her while the guy was probably still behind me or somewhere within the vicinity still. I laughed and acted very well as to not let what happened turn into something. I didn't even dare to look up at the person's face. When we were a safe distance [like twenty feet later], I risked a glance behind my right shoulder and saw that he wasn't there. I figured he either turned into a building or something. However, that didn't make sense because I thought that it happened because we were walking along the edge and he chose to try and pass us by, which is why he got so close. Point is, I don't know how that happened, and if that wasn't an awkward touch, I don't know what it was...actually, no, don't even tell me what it was.

Random Musings

Love is a sweet kind of drowning that makes you never want to breathe.
That's funny because I don't know how to swim and that's all I can do - drown. That's probably why I always avoid the waters, even if it's to test it.

"You gots to love livin' while you livin' or you won't love life."
I really don't know what to say to that. Honest to goodness truth, no lie, I'm afraid to think about it. What if I don't want to love it?