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Okay. So what if it's almost Christmas. It's exam season and procrastinating is in the air. Which means rather than studying, I'm going to post some pictures from Halloween. Feel free to laugh all you want at my costume. I don't care. I'm not some sort of obsessive anime fan, I just like Sailor Moon. And have since I was about 12 (That's 10 years for those of you who are counting). Since I don't have a digicam due to mine breaking, these pix are from various people and webcams. Enjoy. Group shot. Two of the three pimpkateers, an Olsen twin, a pirate and Sailor Moon. Olsen twin, Sailor Moon and Dorothy. I ruined all of her emo shots. cool If only you could see his hula skirt made of beer caps. Sailor Moon and her scepter ready to go. Hanging out in my kitchen. I seem to make the same face in every pic. I...I don't even know what to say about this one. Champion of love and justice, baby. Moon Prism Power!
Melodiah · Thu Dec 14, 2006 @ 07:18am · 3 Comments |
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I almost feel silly for putting this here, but I think this is one of those times where I need to empty my head. I've got far too much going on up there and nothing is making sense anymore. I doubt anyone will actually read this, but I suppose that doesn't matter. I will, however, try to start from the beginning anyways.
So after 6 months of what I thought was a good relationship, my boyfriend and I broke up. Which was a terrible way to start the summer. He was a great guy, and we had an awesome time together, but to be honest, I should have seen it coming. He was younger than me, more inexperienced than me, and in a completely different mindset. He's a nuclear engineer. No jokes. And let me tell you, as much fun as he was, I think he's a little nutty. Okay, well, maybe not nutty, but he over-analyzed things terribly. His main reason for calling it quits was that he figured if he couldn't see marrying me, he couldn't see being with me. Marriage? Why in the bejesus is he thinking like that already? I dunno...but anywas, that was like a cold, hard slap-in-the-face. All I could think about was how lonely I was going to be, especially when I went back to school. He and I were together like, every day, and I considered him to be my closest friend.
To make it worse, I don't really have many friends left at home. Most of them have moved away, or I'd grown apart from them. So I didn't have anyone to comfort or console me. Or so I thought. Turns out I had 3 great friends that came to my aid.
One is a girl named Kim, whom I work with. She could tell right away that I was upset when I went into work the day after the break-up. Which really wasn't hard considering I was a wreck. She gave me a big hug, and told me that I should come out with her and another friend from work, Emily C, to get my mind off things. Needless to say, from that day on, Kim has become one of my best friends. She's just all around awesome and I love hanging out with her. Which is great, because I don't usually have a lot of close female friends.
Another friend is my buddy, Bryan. Bryan lives in Alberta, about 3500km away. We had been friends since I was about 13 (I'm 22 now) and was always the one person I could count on. He and I constantly dumped on each other. Whenever we had problems with anything, we'd go straight to each other. He's been there through tons of break ups and other big life issues, and he was there again for me to try to cheer me up and talk things over with me. Funny thing is, Bryan and I had never met. We first met over ICQ way back in the day, and is the only person I've consistently kept in contact with. Through IMing, phonecalls, webcams and letters, I considered him to be one of my closest friends. And after seeing what a mess I was, Bryan told me he would come to visit me to cheer me up. And he did. One $700 flight later I met Bryan for the first time, and he's even more awesome in person. We had an incredible time together. Every day was a blast. Then of course came the day when he had to go home. I hated saying goodbye to him, and of course, I cried. The third event this summer that made me cry. Allow me to explain the second.
The entry before this one includes a bunch of pictures of me and my pet rats. One day my mom came into my work looking upset. She took me into the break room and sat me down and told me that my dear pet Lemmiwinks had died. Which broke my heart. She was the sweetest little thing. She was quiet and soft and loved sitting behind my neck and going to sleep. And of course, my other pet Scuzzlebutt was strongly attached to her. After Lemmi died, Scuzzy slipped into a funk and would do nothing but sleep. And I felt terrible because I worked so much I couldn't keep her company. I knew eventually I had to get her a companion because she just couldn't be by herself all day. I miss Lemmi terribly, but I did get another rat. Although I'm not set on a name yet...I'm considering Mog.
Now into the complicated part. Through the school year I had a great friend named Dave. Dave and I got along really well, but I had a boyfriend and didn't see him as anything more than Dave the Goof. After school ended we still talked on MSN and there were many nights where I complained about how lousy my summer was. He has the same complaints. He offered to "road trip" to my hometown so we could hang out. He did indeed come up, as we went out to one of the local bars to Dave could experience small town life. At one point of the night a song came on and we debated over what movie the song was from. Dave said to me then, "alright, if I'm right, we make out", but I kind of laughed and didn't take him seriously because he and I harmlessly flirted throughout the year. He also added that we would look it up on Wikipedia when we got home. On the walk home we stopped by a park. We were looking up at the stars when he turns to me and says "Do you really care if we Wiki it?" and then he leaned over and kissed me. I thought things would be weird because I've had other times where I hooked up with friends and it just felt uncomfortable. This, however, felt very very right. Long story short, Dave and I spent as much time together over the summer as we could. He was an hour and a half drive away, or a three to four hour bus ride, yet we didn't care. We loved being together. Every moment I spent with him was great. We always got along very well, and we laugh and joke and have fun, but he's also sweet and romantic and incredibly caring. We also have a ton in common. Which all seems fine and dandy, but now comes the kicker....
Dave got a paid internship to work over in Geneva, Switzerland, for a year. Which is an incredible offer. I knew this ahead of time, but it didn't stop me from wanting to be with him. However, saying goodbye to him was incredibly difficult. We sat, holding each other, for a long time. We discussed what we were going to do while he was gone. Neither of us want to see the other with someone else, but a year seems so long. We feel it would be selfish after not even two months of being together to prevent the other from seeing someone else. He told me he didn't even want to go anymore, and he felt stupid for leaving. I felt guilty over this, because I didn't want to ruin what should be a huge life experience. I cried in his arms for a long time, until we finally had to part. He told me "Emily, you know what I'd say to you if I weren't leaving" So instead he told me he opposite of hates me.
So here it is, the end of the summer, and I've fallen in love with my friend, Dave. He's now in London, and will be arriving in Geneva in two days. I've gone from talking to him every night, to having an ocean and a 6 hour time difference separate us. I'll be leaving to go back to school in a couple weeks, which means I'll be leaving Kim behind, and Bryan is once agian, 3500km away. Sigh...I don't know if typing all this helped or not. I feel like I've still got so much left inside, but I suppose merely typing won't solve that. I miss Dave so much, and I'm afraid of things changing over a year and things being different between us. Although he told me as long as I'm single when he gets home he's coming to get me. I can only hope so. <3 Bryan and I. I totally kicked his a**. Dave and I infront of the waterfall at Wonderland Dave and I again. I took this picture myself. Impressive, no?
Melodiah · Fri Aug 18, 2006 @ 05:09am · 0 Comments |
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New webcam + Ratties = Excitement! |
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Oh mah fuxz0rz!!(*#!!)(&*#@)$(_@ Studying = The Enemy. EhMoLee = Teh Idiot. Exams = Failed....?
Why isn't it this time tomorrow? Then I'd be done. And not here procrastinating. I mean, taking a break. Even when I think I'm getting the hang of this s**t, Patrick will be like, "what do you know about the cultivation theory?" and then I'll be like "Aww ********." Because I suck at remembering things. I can barely remember what I had for dinner yesterday, and I'm supposed to remember the characteristics and components of eight thousand different theories. If I weren't such a half wit all would be well. Yargh...Ahh well, I'll just stick with our motto: 'Let the BS be thy guide'.
Melodiah · Fri Dec 10, 2004 @ 04:42am · 0 Comments |
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This is here to keep track of Trend Whore/Captain Fluffy's points. In case your wondering, my point system is basically useless. It is merely a way for me to entertain myself, as well as acknowledge those who are cool. I reward points to those who impress me. The more points you have, the higher you are on my cool list. xd
Trend Whore's Points: +20 Penguin masters +20 Guessing I didn't study. +50 Jesse James pic +10 had pink hair +10 saying twit +150 Princess Bride +10 Got me a drink. +20 Stuck it to someone. +15 Gave me her soul. +10 Guessed what I got in my trunk. +20 Men at Work sig pic. +10 Benderness. =345
Melodiah · Wed Nov 17, 2004 @ 08:17am · 3 Comments |
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I'm making an entry because my Captain told me to. 3nodding
So yesterday, being the super cool first mate that I am, I was on Gaia and left my textbooks closed. Despite the fact that I had a test the very next day. But it was for a good cause, because I'm now a badass mack daddy. Yeah that's right. I got my pimp hat whee . At this point I would like to add a great big THANK YOU! to my Captain, Captain Fluffy the III or Trend Whore, and my sneaky ninja-pimp-bodyguard-friend, Deus X Machina heart blaugh heart .
And on another note, I'm retardedly glad that I *didn't* study for my test. Because it would have been a big goddamn waste of time if I had. (And I wouldn't have my hat 4laugh ). That class is such a joke. The teacher is a tool and he sucks at the internet. He doesn't know how to use IE, or Netscape for that matter, and he doesn't even teach us anything. I have a page and a half of useless notes for that class. And the only reason I have that much is because I felt obligated to write down something. I mean, I'm only paying how much to take the course? stare
Today before the test, he fumbled his way through the internet to show us another website that I'd already seen before. Of course it didn't have anything to do with anything. And then he rambled on about useless nothingness and seriously cut into my napping time. In fact, I was so frustrated by the time I got home, I couldn't even take a nap. And no place was serving lunch yet. So I got a muffin and an Ice Cap instead.
But to end on a more positive note, 2 of my assignment due dates have been changed, so this week wont suck as much as I thought. w00t w00t! blaugh
Melodiah · Mon Nov 15, 2004 @ 04:35pm · 1 Comments |
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It's my first post! Huzzah! I should be studying for my animation test, but procrastinating is so much more fun. Besides, how the hell am I supposed to study for animation? The only info I have in my notes is the names of the animators and the name of the video clip we watched. Pfft....It's a good thing I aced both the first assignments or I'd be effed. Anyways...Time to play games and rot my brain away.
Melodiah · Wed Nov 10, 2004 @ 09:33pm · 3 Comments |
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