Which Winona Are You?

There's something poetic about that...


Which Angelina Are You?

All right, I'm on a tester kick... I've never even seen Girl Interrupted. Bad Washi...
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And we seem to have gotten a tie. Between two of the most different people I can think of. Yes, my ideal anime guys are: Vash the Stampede and Zelgadis. All say 'What the...?'



Find out which anime character is perfect for you.
quiz by Sera*chan




Find out which anime character is perfect for you.
quiz by Sera*chan

On an odd note, my dearm anime girls are Fuu and/or Excel.
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You are Athena, the goddess of wisdom and craft. You are a logical, self-assured woman who is ruled by her head rather than her heart.

...Yah.
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Which of the Disney Princesses are you?

You are a true bookworm and dream of a life better than the simple, quiet one you lead now. Your good looks can attract the town jerks, but you manage to ignore them most of the time. Sometimes you feel like you're surrounded by idiots. So what are you waiting for? You don't need your father to be kidnapped to get out and see the world. Although you can be stubborn, you're also very compassionate and see beyond people's façades.

How Ironic. I get the one disney character I had the doll of.
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Well, it's the tail end of easter here. And the end of summer time. I certainly don't mind, it just means it gets darker quicker and lighter faster. No walking the streets late, it'll be too dark.

Crunchie bunnies are cool.

Have you heard the song 'Golden years' by midnight oil? It's their new one, and it's got this really cool start-up bit. I love it ^_^. Sometime soon I should really look up the lyrics to Leila or however the name is spelt. That's such a cool song.
I haven't got as much writing as I'd hoped, but I intend to change that tonight. of course, it's almost 10 as it is... This might get ugly. Of course, I'm likely the only one who minds ^_^;

Wow. I have less to talk about then I thought. Next holidays, in about two weeks time, I intend to implament a new layout. Nothing wrong with the one I got at the moment, unless you've got your lightness up. Then it looks a little funky ^_^; But appart from that I still quite like it. Which is helpfull, since I'm a fickle little creature.

I want to go see queen of the damned. I' might go with my mum, since she's a vampire fan. I'm more of a werewolf chick, in both a spiritual and pulp context. But that's getting a little too wierd for this little collection of pixels.

There is life after death. It's on the internet.

Someone called Wasaki a punk mouse once. At least, I'm assuming they were talking baout Wasaki... I don't have any other mice that could be called punk floating around... Man, I want some more mice characters. Either way, I never really thought about him being punk. I tend not to think of my charactersin any sort of context, although looking objectively Melanthe looks like a hippy or a gypsy, Tracy can't decide wether she's a hoar or a hippy, and Bran... All right, I'm going to stop there.

I think that's ample, just between you and me. I'm breaking my first note to myself.

Later.

In dark abides what light denies
~Me. It's an idea for my next art practical.
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Easter is coming, and in the southern hemisphere the meaning of it is lost. Our festival of fertility and rebirth occures in a period of destruction, decay and death. That's autumn, of course.

My brother forgot what Buon Pascale means. I probably spelt that wrong, but oh well. Man, I love this keyboard. It's the school keyboard, but it's one of the nice new ones, so it's pretty funky to type on. Not like my poor, abused sticky keyboard at home where half the letters have been worn off over the course of time. Yes, I am in a lesson. Information Processing. I'm breaking.

Most of you will probably not know this, but Actually have a tallent. Recent events have brought it to my attention. My tallent is my ability to fall over in an interesting, ammusing and often spectacular way. I don't want to brag, but I think I'm damn good at falling over. Yesterday brought it to my attention again, when I fell down the stairs at school. I got to thinking about other times I've fallen over and made an ass of myself- Like when I was at rehersals and I slipped on a drama block, landing face first on it flat on my stomach. That was a more recent one, but I managed once to fall over and bang my head on the edge of the computer desk. That's why I'm still friends with this girl I knew back in reception (of course, not because we went to the same school). Although knowing me, that can't last...

Our school has been taken over by an evil force. White scale. These little moth-like insects are everywhere where there is even a hint of plantlife, and all up the road. It's absolutely horrible! Okay, that's out of my system...

I'm spending Easter at my fathers, and he's picking me up tonight. With luck, that means I'll get some serious writing done. That's my hope anyway. Obviously I'll have other stuff to do, but that's the dream.

Hmmm, mayhaps I should go back to work. Ah well, I've said too much anyway. Laters.

Now the screens are filled with heroes and losers, but the sky's still filled with stars
~Midnight Oil, Golden age
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Hello. I suck. I was walking around the house, singing at the top of my voice (As I do when I think no one's in the house) and my mum yelled at me. W\Big Whoops. I hate being caught doing that. People hate my singing. Doens't stop me, because singing is like breathing. Except you make sounds.

Now, some notes to myself that it might pay to remember later:

Note to self:

Don't write in this thing when it's late. Bad things happen.

Don't sing loudly, people don't like it.

Don't get pissed off if your not perfect. GET OVER YOURSELF.

Don't shout at friends.

Don't eat so many green cookies at once.

Put microscope away.

Write easter thing.

Try to phrase your beliefs so that they don't sound completely whacked. Or at least as little wacked as possible. Explaining why I always wear an eagle somewhere on my person could be a good start...

Humanity sucks. People who spit are worse.

Screaming at computers are pointless. Screaming at other people at least gets a reaction. Screaming at dogs is bad.

You are not the center of the universe. Well, probably not... The chances are fairly high that you're not.

Stone isn't all that bad.

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All right, end notes to self. Now, to get on with something a little more important. Does anyone know where the doomsday clock is set? They mentioned it on Y (Some kids science program) and suggested it was set to 11:59, but I think that may be exadurating. perhaps 11:57 at the most... Unless theres something the Americans know about that I don't...
Yay Liam! That said...
The real worlds begining to piss me off. It's not affecting me physically thank God- Blood pressures perfect, relatively healthy, getting braces off soon... Yay.
Meanwhile, it seems most of my friends are planing to do Year 13. I plan to graduate at the end of this year, if it's possible. But having four exams won't necesarrily help that. Oh well, I'll do well enough. Except in Math, but that doesn't really matter much to me.

I've said enough.

The Japanese eat very little fat and suffer fewer heart attacks than the British or Americans.
On the other hand, the French eat a lot of fat and also suffer fewer heart attacks than the British or Americans.
The Chinese drink very little red wine and suffer fewer heart attacks than the British or Americans.
The Italians drink excessive amounts of red wine and also suffer fewer heart attacks than the British or Americans.
Conclusion: Eat & drink what you like. It's speaking English that kills you.
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My stupidity astounds even me.

On a totally unrelated note, I went to the country music club today. The food sucked, but the music was... Country. It wasn't too bad, but I'm not so big on the slow stuff. More of a rock girl meself.
I managed to loose my disk wallet in my bag. I will now spend next week kicking myself furiously. All say yay now...
I should probably be doing my Art come to think of it... Yay. Laters all pretty peoples. And you too, of corse :Þ

To Err is human, but to really stuff up you need a computer.
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It is a sad day. Incantis Lupus is no more. I have to finish the tearing down of the sight, but I can't quite bring myself to do it yet. I already miss being Jabari. Why I miss being an old, blind and mostly incapacitated Werewolf... Well, I'll have to work on that one.

The Ravenswood Sorcerer killed Eisei, the guardian. I was going to have a race to find the new guardian, but the members were all gone and I was having trouble bringing them back. Man I suck.
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I need to pay more attention to the crapola that goes into this thing. People actually read it (I know, I was shocked. And I'm sure you're saying 'Well duh', since you're reading it now. Let's not fo there).
Well, last weekend was interesting, in a distant, passive sort of way. The Queen came to Adelaide last week (That's the queen of Australia, who also happens to be the queen of England). Aparently she wore yellow. And... that's pretty much what I heard.
CHOGM (Commonwealth heads of government meeting) also started, but was cut short because of Zimbabwe. If you don't know what an African country has to do with that rather ammusing acronym... Well, you're about on par with me. Learning new things every day.
And, on the more fun side, the Sydney Gay and Lesbian mardi-gras was last weekend. No, I wans't there. Wrong part of the country. I watched a bit of it on TV though. I'd like to see the Mardi-gras of New Orleans some time, so I can compare them. I mean, I doubt they have bishops throwing out condoms... Oh wait, maybe they do.
Finally, we here in Adelaide had many artsy and cultural events thanks to the Fringe and the Adelaide Festival. Much fun was to be had by all.
I went to the art gallery on an excursion to see the Art meets science exhibition. Mostly to see Fiona Halls new work, but some of the other stuff was cool to. One reallt freaked me out. You touched the needle, blood appeared and pained noises were made. No one could hold on for very long. I tried, I kept flinching away. Damn Social Conditioning!
Hall's work was really cool though. There were glass beads made into awesome shapes (Like the back legs of a frog, a fern or a penis even) and attatched to tuperware containers to give them support. The jellyfish was cool.

That should do for now, yes? More to come when news developes ^_^;

Some of us are becoming the men we wanted to marry.
- Gloria Steinem

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