I WILL NOT BE CONTINUING MY MEMBERSHIP FOR THE SUMMER. I'M LETTING IT EXPIRE ON MAY 2ND.
I may be back in September, but my summer job is such that I will not have internet access. I hope that you will remember me fondly and let me be your friend if/when I come back.
-Alohra
I wrote this for Ciel, because she needs a hug/cuddle, but I think it really applies to everyone who reads my journal.
Today, I am a fairy queen. I'm wearing one of my vintage ballroom gowns and I've fashioned myself wings out of sparkles, coathangers, fake flowers and ribbons. If I were there with you, I'd bring you pummelos and bubbles and I'd dance with you in the sun and kiss you on the very top of your head while standing on the tips of my toes. I'd read you stories that came to me from out of nowhere and I'd hold you in my arms and gently tuck your hair behind your ears while you napped sweetly in the sunlight.
I may be back in September, but my summer job is such that I will not have internet access. I hope that you will remember me fondly and let me be your friend if/when I come back.
-Alohra
I wrote this for Ciel, because she needs a hug/cuddle, but I think it really applies to everyone who reads my journal.
Today, I am a fairy queen. I'm wearing one of my vintage ballroom gowns and I've fashioned myself wings out of sparkles, coathangers, fake flowers and ribbons. If I were there with you, I'd bring you pummelos and bubbles and I'd dance with you in the sun and kiss you on the very top of your head while standing on the tips of my toes. I'd read you stories that came to me from out of nowhere and I'd hold you in my arms and gently tuck your hair behind your ears while you napped sweetly in the sunlight.
I do not like my last update one bit.
Now, I shall bombard you with happiness!
-This is my last week of classes
-went to Vegas last weekend, and had an absolute blast
-There are pretty, pink flowers blooming right outside of my window!
-I get to go apartment hunting soonishly
-Summer Camp job starts soon
-I am all twitterpated over a boy
-My friends are beautiful and I love all of them
-My mom is coming to take me out to dinner next week
-I've lost a teensy bit of weight since the beginning of the year. Just enough to look a little bit more grown up.
-The sun is peeking out at me from behind the clouds
-There are comic books to be read
-There's a woman coming from this cool sex shop called "It's My Pleasure" to talk about sex toys. fun, fun, fun. Absinthe and I shall attend and be the best audience members ever. We are good at coming up with intelligent questions.
-My life seems like it's all pretty much in order
I just pretty much feel like skipping around, giving people kisses on the tops of their heads and smiling like a maniac. I think that's just what I'll spend my afternoon doing. If you were here, I'd dress up in a fancy 40's ballroom gown and dance with you on the front lawn. Then I'd give you backrubs and read to you from the poetry I've been writing. You don't know it, but I think that you are super-great! Let's be friends forever.
BFF ahhahahahahahaha!
Now, I shall bombard you with happiness!
-This is my last week of classes
-went to Vegas last weekend, and had an absolute blast
-There are pretty, pink flowers blooming right outside of my window!
-I get to go apartment hunting soonishly
-Summer Camp job starts soon
-I am all twitterpated over a boy
-My friends are beautiful and I love all of them
-My mom is coming to take me out to dinner next week
-I've lost a teensy bit of weight since the beginning of the year. Just enough to look a little bit more grown up.
-The sun is peeking out at me from behind the clouds
-There are comic books to be read
-There's a woman coming from this cool sex shop called "It's My Pleasure" to talk about sex toys. fun, fun, fun. Absinthe and I shall attend and be the best audience members ever. We are good at coming up with intelligent questions.
-My life seems like it's all pretty much in order
I just pretty much feel like skipping around, giving people kisses on the tops of their heads and smiling like a maniac. I think that's just what I'll spend my afternoon doing. If you were here, I'd dress up in a fancy 40's ballroom gown and dance with you on the front lawn. Then I'd give you backrubs and read to you from the poetry I've been writing. You don't know it, but I think that you are super-great! Let's be friends forever.
BFF ahhahahahahahaha!
Tell me the truth, are Absinthe and I just the hottest MEN you've ever seen, or what?
Here I am, as Axl:
HAHAHAHAHAHAHA, we got all duded up for Drag Ball. It was amazingly fun.
Here I am, as Axl:
HAHAHAHAHAHAHA, we got all duded up for Drag Ball. It was amazingly fun.
Edited to add this picture of me with my new haircut:
things that I like:
Mandarin Oranges, full skirts that poof out like a cupcake when you spin around, getting mail, neck kisses, jello, bright colors, talking loudly at boring parts of movies, comic books, frozen chocolate covered bananas, little weird trinkets, always knowing what time it is, Adam Brody, freeze-dried strawberries, picking all the marshmallows out of Lucky Charms, correcting essays, having short hair, really red lipstick, corsets, skirts, dresses, boas, vodka, 2C-B, pretty slips, boggle, ribbons, girls dressed up as mind blowingly hot guys, guys dressed up as mind blowingly hot girls, curly hair, green eyes, havarti, bri, bleu cheese, squishing things really hard until my fingers feel all tingly from the pressure, unfolding things that are folded millions of times, fluffy cats, UNSLEAZY people, foursquare, prayer and meditation, rain, Portland, Wageningen, warm hiking socks, pear jellybellies, bageldogs, squeezecheeze, window shutters, clawfoot bathtubs, comic nerds, not remembering the day of the week, the scent of lilacs, mirrors where you can see yourself over and over again into infinity, wigs, cinnamon-raisin toast with cream cheese, rollercoasters, back tickles, people who are obssessed with something (not someONE), red flavored candy, Rupert Everett, homemade strawberry icecream, unexpected compliments, spying on people, public displays of affection, weird costumes, cold floors, shopping, sushi, buttons, Pee-Wee, trying to pee standing up (only attempted a couple of times...while drunk), smoothies, staring at people in the library.
This is by no means a complete list. I've left off obvious things such as my guy, family, friends, etc...because those things are boring to read about. goodbye.
things that I like:
Mandarin Oranges, full skirts that poof out like a cupcake when you spin around, getting mail, neck kisses, jello, bright colors, talking loudly at boring parts of movies, comic books, frozen chocolate covered bananas, little weird trinkets, always knowing what time it is, Adam Brody, freeze-dried strawberries, picking all the marshmallows out of Lucky Charms, correcting essays, having short hair, really red lipstick, corsets, skirts, dresses, boas, vodka, 2C-B, pretty slips, boggle, ribbons, girls dressed up as mind blowingly hot guys, guys dressed up as mind blowingly hot girls, curly hair, green eyes, havarti, bri, bleu cheese, squishing things really hard until my fingers feel all tingly from the pressure, unfolding things that are folded millions of times, fluffy cats, UNSLEAZY people, foursquare, prayer and meditation, rain, Portland, Wageningen, warm hiking socks, pear jellybellies, bageldogs, squeezecheeze, window shutters, clawfoot bathtubs, comic nerds, not remembering the day of the week, the scent of lilacs, mirrors where you can see yourself over and over again into infinity, wigs, cinnamon-raisin toast with cream cheese, rollercoasters, back tickles, people who are obssessed with something (not someONE), red flavored candy, Rupert Everett, homemade strawberry icecream, unexpected compliments, spying on people, public displays of affection, weird costumes, cold floors, shopping, sushi, buttons, Pee-Wee, trying to pee standing up (only attempted a couple of times...while drunk), smoothies, staring at people in the library.
This is by no means a complete list. I've left off obvious things such as my guy, family, friends, etc...because those things are boring to read about. goodbye.
Sometimes I suck. This past week, I've been a suck-ass friend.
I've been having kind of a hard time lately what with:
a) getting all my transfer shit together
b) finding a place to live
c) figuring out what stuff I need to buy for this summer
d) trying to get money for "things" for the HUGE end-of-year party that my school throws each year
e) dealing with changes in my friends schedules which make them less available for general skanking about
f) school shit
g) fiance going back to Germany
h) not being able to sleep past 5 AM most mornings, no matter how late I go to sleep (actually beat this one last weekend by going to bed AFTER 5 AM)
i) dealing with lame-ass shit that people at my school have been saying about religion in general
j) my mom telling me that she needs help, for the first time (eek!)
So, did I choose to deal with these things in a responsible manner, such as making a schedule of things I need to do, being pro-active about hang-out times with my friends, or really any other constructive way? Obviously, the answer is no. Instead, I chose to deal with my stress by taking it out on Absinthe. What are friends for, anyways? I became petty and obnoxious like a child, deciding that I'D been putting all of the work into our friendship and if SHE wanted to hang out with me, she could call me. Well, this might have been ok, but when she TRIED to talk to me, I acted all icey, so she figured that I must be mad at her about something else. I embarassed her in front of mutual friends and acted shitty all around. What a good way of dealing with things...alienating one of the few people who I actually CARE about in the world. suck.
I guess that my point is...
I HEART Absinthe. I'm SORRY, cutie-patootie!
Ok, so, maybe the Penis wasn't completely necessary, but, oh well.
Yeah, we made up and I'm feeling much better about life in general. The rest of this month is going to be one hell of a ride
4/13-4/19= PROSPIE hosting!!!!!!!
4/19=psychedelic bicycle day
4/20=heh-heh...duh
4/21= Nitrogen Day (at my school)
4/22-4/24= Las Vegas!
4/28-5/1= R___ F____ (some of you know what I'm talking about! Hell Yeah!)
5/10 DONE with the school year
Plus, in between now and next wednesday, there's a million parties going on.
Will I survive?...stay tuned
To Be Continued...
I've been having kind of a hard time lately what with:
a) getting all my transfer shit together
b) finding a place to live
c) figuring out what stuff I need to buy for this summer
d) trying to get money for "things" for the HUGE end-of-year party that my school throws each year
e) dealing with changes in my friends schedules which make them less available for general skanking about
f) school shit
g) fiance going back to Germany
h) not being able to sleep past 5 AM most mornings, no matter how late I go to sleep (actually beat this one last weekend by going to bed AFTER 5 AM)
i) dealing with lame-ass shit that people at my school have been saying about religion in general
j) my mom telling me that she needs help, for the first time (eek!)
So, did I choose to deal with these things in a responsible manner, such as making a schedule of things I need to do, being pro-active about hang-out times with my friends, or really any other constructive way? Obviously, the answer is no. Instead, I chose to deal with my stress by taking it out on Absinthe. What are friends for, anyways? I became petty and obnoxious like a child, deciding that I'D been putting all of the work into our friendship and if SHE wanted to hang out with me, she could call me. Well, this might have been ok, but when she TRIED to talk to me, I acted all icey, so she figured that I must be mad at her about something else. I embarassed her in front of mutual friends and acted shitty all around. What a good way of dealing with things...alienating one of the few people who I actually CARE about in the world. suck.
I guess that my point is...
I HEART Absinthe. I'm SORRY, cutie-patootie!
Ok, so, maybe the Penis wasn't completely necessary, but, oh well.
Yeah, we made up and I'm feeling much better about life in general. The rest of this month is going to be one hell of a ride
4/13-4/19= PROSPIE hosting!!!!!!!
4/19=psychedelic bicycle day
4/20=heh-heh...duh
4/21= Nitrogen Day (at my school)
4/22-4/24= Las Vegas!
4/28-5/1= R___ F____ (some of you know what I'm talking about! Hell Yeah!)
5/10 DONE with the school year
Plus, in between now and next wednesday, there's a million parties going on.
Will I survive?...stay tuned
To Be Continued...
I love X-MEN. I lust after Wolverine in an unhealthy way. Why, oh why must I love them so, when most of their story lines read like a mutant soap opera? Perhaps I see the same thing in X-MEN that I see in O.C. I just recently re-read all of the issues with Phoenix in them and it's been psyching me up for the next movie so hardcore. It sucks that I still have more than a year to wait. Hugh Jackman is perfect as Wolverine, well, except that he's not short. I read Origins the other day, too, the g.n. that explains where Wolverine is from and I was pretty disappointed. His background doesn't really seem like it would lead to where he's at today AT ALL. I don't just mean in a geographical sense, or anything, just that it doesn't follow that he would turn into the kind of person that he is for the majority of the comics. hmm.
Ok, so this is my 3rd attempt at writing a lovely picture-full journal entry. Since SG keeps freaking out, I'm copying and pasting this in. I hope that you will actually take the time to look at them, since this is taking such a damn-ass fucking long time. Damn-ass butt-puppets of computer hell, technology be damned.
Anyhow, here are some pictures of my semi-recent adventures, as per request. I hope that they bring a smile to your face and that you are able to live vicariously through me while sitting on your ass for as long as you want. Enjoy! (they're in chronological order):
Absinthe and me all GOTHED UP:
The Lovely Absinthe giving me the Shocker. Hello, friend.
Me, with straight hair:
My gorgeous engagement ring:
The most handsome man in the world:
Us at the airport at 5 AM:
Absinthe and me dressed up as Anime schoolgirls for Fetish Ball. Ain't we sweet?
There are a few more in my pic.s folder. Knock yourself out, hot stuff.
Anyhow, here are some pictures of my semi-recent adventures, as per request. I hope that they bring a smile to your face and that you are able to live vicariously through me while sitting on your ass for as long as you want. Enjoy! (they're in chronological order):
Absinthe and me all GOTHED UP:
The Lovely Absinthe giving me the Shocker. Hello, friend.
Me, with straight hair:
My gorgeous engagement ring:
The most handsome man in the world:
Us at the airport at 5 AM:
Absinthe and me dressed up as Anime schoolgirls for Fetish Ball. Ain't we sweet?
There are a few more in my pic.s folder. Knock yourself out, hot stuff.
Let me preface this by just explaining that I KNOW that I am anal retentive as all hell and that my NEXT journal entry will be all about things that I like, I PROMISE.
Ok, so, in my last journal I wrote that I dislike "the word 'orientate'" and that I do not accept it as an actual word. I now feel the need to clarify this statement, as many people seem to have a problem with it. I actually think that it's kind of bizarre that people would come onto my journal and tell me that my dislikes are "wrong", but that's slightly besides the point.
I explained this best to a man who commented in my journal. He is from Great Britain.
Here is his orginal comment:
"agree and/or disagree with everything you said. But you should know that WH Auden and the Oxford English Dictionary think orientate is a word. I don't like it either, but there we have it".
My comment in his journal is as follows:
"Just because it is correct in Great Britain, does not mean that it is correct in the U.S. Spelling color "colour" is incorrect here, as is spelling grey "gray". Adding -ate to the end of the word is redundant, as it simply makes the word "orientate" mean the exact same thing as "orient". Here are some wonderful articles explaining this further to you. A brief conclusion follows.
Taken from
Washington State University
Although some dictionaries have now begun to accept it, orientate was mistakenly formed from orientation. The proper verb form is simply orient. Similarly, disorientated is an error for disoriented.
From
English Plus
Sometimes people in their speech will form an imagined verb from orientation and say orientate. There is no such word as orientate. The correct word is the verb orient.
Incorrect: Melanie is helping me get orientated to the new job.
Correct: Melanie is helping me get oriented to the new job.
From Bartleby.com
orientate, orient (vv.)
Both verbs, meaning literally to locate east and so adjust to the compass directions and figuratively to adjust to circumstances or situation, are Standard, but American commentators continue to object to orientate (used more frequently by the British), mainly because orient is shorter but also because the figurative use is outstripping the literal one.
From
Tiscali.com
Both originally meant 'to face, or to make something face, the east'. Both are now used to mean 'get one's bearings', 'adjust to a new situation'.
Orient is preferred in American English and in technical use; in everyday British English there is no preference
Taken from Wikipedia's entry on "dictionary"
Since words and their meanings develop over time, dictionary entries are organized to reflect these changes. Dictionaries may either list meanings in the historical order in which they appeared, or may list meanings in order of popularity and most common use.
Call me a prescriptivist if you must, but I think that such changes to common, non-slang words should not be permitted. Of course, dictionaries are only surveys of the general usage of words. Just because a lot of people use the word "orientate" doesn't make them right. Thanks for your comment. punk. whatever"
Ok, so, in my last journal I wrote that I dislike "the word 'orientate'" and that I do not accept it as an actual word. I now feel the need to clarify this statement, as many people seem to have a problem with it. I actually think that it's kind of bizarre that people would come onto my journal and tell me that my dislikes are "wrong", but that's slightly besides the point.
I explained this best to a man who commented in my journal. He is from Great Britain.
Here is his orginal comment:
"agree and/or disagree with everything you said. But you should know that WH Auden and the Oxford English Dictionary think orientate is a word. I don't like it either, but there we have it".
My comment in his journal is as follows:
"Just because it is correct in Great Britain, does not mean that it is correct in the U.S. Spelling color "colour" is incorrect here, as is spelling grey "gray". Adding -ate to the end of the word is redundant, as it simply makes the word "orientate" mean the exact same thing as "orient". Here are some wonderful articles explaining this further to you. A brief conclusion follows.
Taken from
Washington State University
Although some dictionaries have now begun to accept it, orientate was mistakenly formed from orientation. The proper verb form is simply orient. Similarly, disorientated is an error for disoriented.
From
English Plus
Sometimes people in their speech will form an imagined verb from orientation and say orientate. There is no such word as orientate. The correct word is the verb orient.
Incorrect: Melanie is helping me get orientated to the new job.
Correct: Melanie is helping me get oriented to the new job.
From Bartleby.com
orientate, orient (vv.)
Both verbs, meaning literally to locate east and so adjust to the compass directions and figuratively to adjust to circumstances or situation, are Standard, but American commentators continue to object to orientate (used more frequently by the British), mainly because orient is shorter but also because the figurative use is outstripping the literal one.
From
Tiscali.com
Both originally meant 'to face, or to make something face, the east'. Both are now used to mean 'get one's bearings', 'adjust to a new situation'.
Orient is preferred in American English and in technical use; in everyday British English there is no preference
Taken from Wikipedia's entry on "dictionary"
Since words and their meanings develop over time, dictionary entries are organized to reflect these changes. Dictionaries may either list meanings in the historical order in which they appeared, or may list meanings in order of popularity and most common use.
Call me a prescriptivist if you must, but I think that such changes to common, non-slang words should not be permitted. Of course, dictionaries are only surveys of the general usage of words. Just because a lot of people use the word "orientate" doesn't make them right. Thanks for your comment. punk. whatever"
I thought I'd enlighten all of you by sharing this from my facebook profile:
Dislikes: FEET, cheesecake, 89% of all the people I've ever met, the smell of the dishwasher if you open it up mid-cycle, runny yolks, faux-gangsters over the age of 12, "The Passion", when people try to sound smart by using big words, but end up using them wrong 40% of the time, commons' soup, most dogs, infants (they look like balls of raw hamburger), middle-schoolers, flash tattoos, false romance, those gross, fluffy scarf things, when I can't tell that someone is trying to be funny, long fingernails on boys, asshats who don't use their turn signals, slow drivers, "Ring 2", "The Goonies", that woman with the horrible voice on "Will and Grace", Journey, studded belts, any temperature over 78 degrees fahrenheit, Axe deodorant, the word "orientate" (it's not actually a word, but I hear people use it several times in an average day), when people misuse the word "literal", or "literally", happytreefriends.com, homestarrunner (although I DO like strongbad...sometimes), pants, war movies, obstinate people on both ends of the political spectrum, fruitcake, wienerschnitzel, bologna, lighting matches, parking, drinking water, PBR, Rock Star energy drinks, folding clothes, losing bobbypins (I can easily lose an entire pack in a couple of weeks), my alarm clock (it is shaped like a penguin and sings in Japanese...KILL KILL KILL), sweatpants as part of a daytime outfit, bicyclists in Portland, sweat, Burger King, PT Cruisers, the fact that my Hum. conference leader comes to class every day in more clothing than is necessary and he exclaims "whew, it's stuffy in here" and opens the windows, leaving me shivering (I've tried jamming them shut, or just hoping, but it happens EVERY day), oysters, Roger Dalton, monkey puzzle trees, pee splatters on toilet seats, shirts that say stupid things on them (show me a shirt and I'll tell you if it says something "stupid" on it, but really...chances are that if it says something at all, it most likely says something STUPID), those weird dangley sleeves that were popular a couple of years ago, many, many more things...To Be Continued.
Dislikes: FEET, cheesecake, 89% of all the people I've ever met, the smell of the dishwasher if you open it up mid-cycle, runny yolks, faux-gangsters over the age of 12, "The Passion", when people try to sound smart by using big words, but end up using them wrong 40% of the time, commons' soup, most dogs, infants (they look like balls of raw hamburger), middle-schoolers, flash tattoos, false romance, those gross, fluffy scarf things, when I can't tell that someone is trying to be funny, long fingernails on boys, asshats who don't use their turn signals, slow drivers, "Ring 2", "The Goonies", that woman with the horrible voice on "Will and Grace", Journey, studded belts, any temperature over 78 degrees fahrenheit, Axe deodorant, the word "orientate" (it's not actually a word, but I hear people use it several times in an average day), when people misuse the word "literal", or "literally", happytreefriends.com, homestarrunner (although I DO like strongbad...sometimes), pants, war movies, obstinate people on both ends of the political spectrum, fruitcake, wienerschnitzel, bologna, lighting matches, parking, drinking water, PBR, Rock Star energy drinks, folding clothes, losing bobbypins (I can easily lose an entire pack in a couple of weeks), my alarm clock (it is shaped like a penguin and sings in Japanese...KILL KILL KILL), sweatpants as part of a daytime outfit, bicyclists in Portland, sweat, Burger King, PT Cruisers, the fact that my Hum. conference leader comes to class every day in more clothing than is necessary and he exclaims "whew, it's stuffy in here" and opens the windows, leaving me shivering (I've tried jamming them shut, or just hoping, but it happens EVERY day), oysters, Roger Dalton, monkey puzzle trees, pee splatters on toilet seats, shirts that say stupid things on them (show me a shirt and I'll tell you if it says something "stupid" on it, but really...chances are that if it says something at all, it most likely says something STUPID), those weird dangley sleeves that were popular a couple of years ago, many, many more things...To Be Continued.
