Mrrh. *Eats a mint.* Good morning, eljay!

Me: Good morning, Sunshine!
Chorus of Friends: Good morning, Sulfuric Acid!

;D

Wheeeee,meme from me! ;D Yanked from Kuu!

( Woooow...it's been a while! )

So. Recently bought a tarot deck. It's pretty. But the meanings in the book make no sense to me, sometimes, so I'm browsing the internet until I find meanings that fit or put into words the interpretations in my head. Also, I've realized that I've been doing readings for some time now with my playing cards. Unknowing divination ftw? The reason I know is not long ago I did a reading with playing cards, just fiddling around, and I asked a specific question. Well, a series of specific questions, and drew a card for each. Basic "yes" and "no" was attained depending on what card I got (no specific assigned meaning for each), and it ended up telling me that I needed to be patient about a specific issue. One of the first readings I did told me basically the same thing; this will happen, but in time, so forget about it and be patient. Which is the exact same messge, in pieces, that I got from someone who doesn't even know about the readings. So. Methinks it's time to move on and be normal! Yay! Don't worry, be happy.

Dearest mother of a friend... DAMN YOU. SCHOOL NIGHTS BE DAMNED, I WAS STILL TALKING TO HIM. AND, NO, ACTUALLY, I WON'T SEE HIM TOMORROW IN SCHOOL. I COULDN'T CARE LESS ABOUT TALKING TO DALTON, BECAUSE I CAN TALK TO HIM IN SCHOOL TOMORROW. IT WASN'T HIM I CARED TO TALK TO. SO. ARUAOHREORYUWE739738478URSJKLSDJH!!!!!1!1.1?"11/ROU7WEF7TR. (*rage* + etc.)

(To explain... I was talking to 2 people, but Dalton's mom didn't realize it. Long story short, she didn't realize who I was talking to, but Dalton (and other guy) had to go, because it's a school night. Honestly, Dalton could still have gone to sleep, and it wouldn't have mattered.)

Also. I wouldn't care, except I litterally never get to talk to this guy, and I don't know the next time I'll be able to talk to him. ._. *sadface*

Do not think that I stayed up all night as a personal affront to you. I know that today is Sunday, thusly Church Day in your eyes. I realize tomorrow is the neginning of band camp. I realize that means I'll be getting up extra special early, but it's really not my fault my sleep schedule's out of whack. Thanks to you, I've slept 'till noon. No, friends of internets, do not see this as placing blame (though it sort of is). I no longer have an audible alarm clock, and have yet to replace it. However, I am not angered by this noon-sleeping-allowance. That's not the point of this little letter today. The point is, father, you have no right or reason to be mad at me for staying up all night. The fact of the matter is, I didn't mean to.

I dutifully went to bed at 11, got ready, turned the lights off... and laid there. I rolled over. And rolled over. And maybe dozed off once, then Momma flopped the remote or something and I was AWAKE again (damnit). And so after about and hour and a half of sitting there (no lies, no xaggeration), I got up to get on the computer again. You noticed this. I stayed on for, eh, 30 minutes? Then went back to bed. Cue exhibit A. (I rolled over repeatedly and laid there a lot.) And do you know what I saw once when I rolled over? The most recent time, since I got fed up and "woke up" for good after that. I saw SUNLIGHT. So do not, dearest father, blame me for staying up all night. I tried, damnit, I tried.

No love,
Me.

Sixteen days. Two weeks and two days. Not soon enough! Can’t wait for band camp!

Dude. I don't know how strict your workplace is about this sort of thing, but I was totally not expectin to be gettin my Marilyn Manson CD. Rather, I was expecting to run into the Parental Control Advisory Age Limit bullshit. However. You, dear lady, are made of win. =D You put in your birthday, even though I was cool with just leaving the CD there/taking it back to Elec. and leaving it. Instead, you just go on putting in an acceptable birthdate, without me asking. YOU ARE MADE OF LOVE AND WIN. *loves my Marilyn Manson* X3 TYTYTYTYTY!

Dude. I've really been wanting to avoid this, but it seems I might benifit from it more than I can afford to ignore anymore... I'm going to start writing in a dream journal. Weird dreams are cool with me, but when they start getting scary, Rosey starts fighting back.

Not. Really. But, anyway, I've been on-and-offline today, and for the past few days, enough to be extremely bored of it and fairly sure that new updates were not underway/already here. So, here I was, sittin there readin. Wasn't through with the book or anything, but I had (and followed) the sudden urge to get online and check myspace to see if anyone had updated their status. Cassie had, 32 seconds before the page had loaded. *Pwn.* Also, she commented on mah profile, and after I post this, I need to actually reply....

Why do I wear cat-collars with bells? One, they're cute. Like,
seriously. Bells. X3 Two: they (supposedly?) scare away evil spirits.
YMMV, but the less evil spirits, the better. SERIOUSLY. =D

I'll one-up you. Animals (at least some of them) have a sense of sarcasm. Never encountered a non-human sense of perversion, though.... So, yes, they do have a sense of humor.

DUDUDUDUDEUUDUDUDE. I wish the "tea party" philosophy worked with life. Every fucking 30 minutes or so "clean cup, clean cup, MOOOVE DOOOOOWN!!!1!" Like, srsly. I just wish that I could get a new, clean slate every, like, half a year. Sans with the band peeps. That's, like, the one place I've actually got a good rep. Well, except with my friends. But I seem to get new friends every 1/2 year anyway, so... Whatev.

( Important information under the cut. )

Dude. I'm so messed up right now, emotionally. I had this dream last night, and it was so weird. A lot of times, I'll have dreams, and I'm involved with somebody, and it seems so right. Like, I'll feel so loved, and wanted, and like I belong with them, like in all the cheesy romances and fairy tales and whathaveyou. This was one of those dreams. I don't remember everything, except that it was weird because I had a definite sense of taste, which I never do in dreams. Someone had made the "worlds best" mashed potatoes, but I can still taste on my tongue that she put too much celery and not enough garlic, and waaaay too much parsley for my taste. It was... weird. And near the end of the dream, I remember I was on the phone with the guy I was involved with, and I was hugging around the neck, but hanging on. It was one of those weird things that only makes sense in dreams, because he wasn't there with me, but I was with him..? I don't even know. But anyway, I remember distinctly asking/telling him to call me. Like, in that "I love you" voice. And he said, "I will, baby." And I remember quite distinctly that it was the voice of my best friend's husband that said it. No one I know has a voice that's even similar. It was his accent and his tonal inflections when he's talking to her in his "I love you" voice, only he was on the phone with me. So. Fucking. Weird. Especially since I don't even know him that well, at all. =x

Got myself a fanny pack, they were having a sale down at the Gap. Spend
my nights with the roll-up bubble wrap, POP POP, hope no one sees me getting
freaky.

Ok, so, I got frickin tired of having my homemade "angry" icon staring at
me when I made a post, because I felt like it might make people think I was
angry/annoyed/whatever at them, so I changed it. =D I like this icon, so
I might keep it a while. Probably will go back to the Larx icon after
this, and then a Kairi one. W/e, tho. =) I believe I'm going to try to
update le eljay once a day or so. 'Sides, posting from email is so
cool. /dork

Meme tiems! 8D


The Rules
1. You can ONLY answer 'Yes' or 'No'.

2. You are NOT ALLOWED to explain ANYTHING unless someone messages or comments you and asks—and, believe me, the temptation to explain some of these will be overwhelming. Nothing is exactly as it seems.

( Lol, I'm so totally 'no' on all of theeese XD; )

ETA for lolz: If this were a "purity" test, I would be 87% pure. Lolz.

So. This is an old, old dream I had that I wrote down when I woke up. I typed it up, verbatim, mistakes and all. So, there are missing words. If you comment, I'll probably be able to tell you what goes where, because I remember more than I wrote at the time. Also, the dream wasn't that vague at the end, I was just tired as fuck of writing, so I wrote down the end before going about my life. I'd planned on going into more detail, I just (obviously) never did. Also, the random character studies in the middle are also verbatim. 8D Have fun!

( Bad writing, LOLZ )

Also. I realize that the end is a bit... well. It's a bit ffr-style tl;dr. ;D What can I say? I was tired! XD

So. Something interesting actually happened! 8D Anyway. So, my Aunt Mary called at, oh, 12, noonish on Friday. My mom talked to her, and stuff, and when she got off the phone, asked what I was doing this weekend. I said I dunno, and she asked what my friend, Amy, was doing. Again, I dunno. Anyway. Stuff and yeah, but at 4:30 am on Saturday, Amy, my mother, and I departed from our house to my Aunt Mary's house, and from there, the four of us and Aunt Mary's grandbaby, Briana, all packed into the car (with our stuff) and headed to Mississippi~! 8D So I spent, like, all of yesterday in the sun, in the pool and at the beach, so I'm all, like, friggin sunburnt. The drive was, like, 5 1/2 hours there and back. So we got there at, like, 10:30/11:00 am, and we just got back to our house not 30 min ago. 8D I had a blast! We even squeezed in a trip to BAM and IHOP (my two favoritestest places, like, ever)!

So. Meme tieeems! 8D And, yes, I realize the last post got borked due to "bad code". It's not my fault eljay doesn't like broken hearts.


( Memememe )

Al Bhed Post, ftw! 8D

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