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[17 Jan 2004|07:25pm] |
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Eh. Sister at it again with teh bad musik. More specifically, Gangsta' Lovin', by Eve. Am all Razza Frazza now, and I need to smash something.
As the almighty ![[info]](http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif) dementia once said: I like a LOT of different kinds of music, but the emphasis is on MUSIC... THAT shit, with rhythmic talking .. is NOT music.
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Meh. Must dash off now. Update after dinner.
Mmm, Italian! Is zee food for zee Gods.
ETA: ...I cannot believe I just mis-spelled the word 'food' as 'fod'. *quickly corrects before anyone sees it*
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2 sinners x Bless me father
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[16 Jan 2004|10:16pm] |
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Iris - Goo Goo Dolls |
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I had to type this @%^$#&%^* entry out two times befor LJ actually let me post it. *Seethe, fume, rage*
Meh, anyway. Chinese New Year coming next week! Which means HOLIDAYS + MONEH + FOOD. Hee. I think Chinese New Year's eve is next Wednesday, so we should probably get a half day in school. I wonder why they don't just give us the whole freakin' day off instead of going to school at 7.25, and being dismissed at 10. I mean, it's less than three hours there, and it's not like we're having lessons or anything. We just have to attend some really boring concert thinger. Bah Humbugger.
And I'd like to ask all the fanficion writers on my flist a question. I've read most of your fanfics whgich as mostly Harry Potter, and they're all really, really good. What I want to know is, how do you manage to get such good plots?
Do you plan for weeks and weeks to get a small, boring plot going? Does the inspiration simply seem to appear from nowhere? Do you base these plots on real life or dreams? Or do you simply stare at that cute gut that sits two seats away from you during Math class and think "Hmm. I wonder if So-and-so is shagging Binnybob after school everyday. I'll bet he does! No wonder they stay back after school everyday! They do it in the PE store room, those dirty bastards!" and decide to write a great epic homoerotic slashfic about the two of them, only with Draco and Harry's name instead of their's?
What do you do for inspiration? I really want to know, because I can never seem to find the inspiration to write anything. And I know that if I just force myself to write, the most I'd come up with would probably be "Harry Potter sat on the poofiest armchair in the Griffyndor common room, thinking." or something. @_@
Gah. I feel so inferior compared to all of you.
I AM BUT A TINY, INSIGNIFICANT MOUSE IN THE FIELD OF FANDOM AND I AM NOT WORTHY OF THY GREATNESS! *W33PZ*
Okay, on a on-fandom related note, I am an aunt. And guess what? My cousin is apparently cooler than she seemed because she named her son Tarquin. Only, thats not the coolest part, because his full name is Tarquin DRACO Shannon. How bloody cool is that?
HAHAHAHA! I'm related to DRACO! *bounce*
Sigh. Now I feel the need to spoil him with cookies simply for having that name. Am so bias.
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3 sinners x Bless me father
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| Hee. |
[15 Jan 2004|10:05pm] |
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[Today, during Basketball Practice.]
Ellie: *Hears several male voices while doing pushups*
Male Voices: Prepare... Okay, good. Now Push, push hard! Okay, release!
Ellie: O_O!!!
*cough*
Those were actually just some ACSB schoolboys setting up tents. ONLY I CAN SEE THE T00BY SUBTEXT IN SUCH SIMPLE WORDS!
*weeps*
It doth torture me so.
Anyhoo, much loff to all those who commented on my last post. And sharp prods to all those who didn't. :P
Still, I just wish that all those annoyingly bimbotic thirteen year olds in my class would learn to accept the fact that hi, not everyone's as prissy and perfect as them. I mean just today, I was listening to listening to my Sarah brightman CD, when my annoying stereotypical-school-bitch classmate came up to me and asked what I was listening to. "Sarah Brightman." Replied I. Knowing that she would say some nasty stuff if I told her it was classical music, I just told her that she wouldn't like it when she asked to hear it. But she insists, and yanks it away from me. Upon hearing the song, she threw me a look of much disgust, and went to all her other prissy-bitch friends to talk about/mock me. And I was sure that I could distinctivly hear the phrases "She has such horrible taste in music" And "What a loser."
Isn't this indeed a horrible world in which one is judged by the type of music one listens to?
And that just... pisses me off so. I mean, who here wouldn't rather listen to a nice, peaceful classical song than a horrible song by Eminem in which the phrase 'Fuck yo' Momma' is mentioned more than thirty times?
Bleh. All these people deserved to be burnt at stake.
WAH. I NEED REA TO CHEER ME UP. *shcmack*
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10 sinners x Bless me father
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[14 Jan 2004|05:45pm] |
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Elevation - U2 |
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porcelain107 rocks my non-existant boxers.
( HELLO, JESUS! )
*giggles*
Aaaanyway, I have recently discovered that my science teacher cannot pronounce the word 'penis' properly. Instead, she pronounces it like two seperate words. 'Pen' and 'Is'. Pen-is. Hee.
And while we're on the subject of pronounciation, how do you all pronounce my name (Eleanor)? Because I have people here pronouncing them as 'Ee-lay-nah' or 'Eh-leh-neh'or even 'Ee-lee-nar'. O_o
It's not like my name's that hard to pronounce, is it?
Eleanor. Eleanor, Eleanor. See? Tis' not that hard. Perhaps the people here have speech impediments or somthing...
I also have been told for the third time this week by an RL friend that I act too old for my age. I wanted to reply her "Oi, just because I read a lot and don't use chatspeak doesn't mean that I don't act my age."
But I guess she may be right, since I've heard the same thing from three different people and all. I know that I'm not very mature, just talk to me on msn and you'll see. So what is it that makes people think that I don't act my age?
And how are thirteen year old supposed to act anyway? Are they supposed to be boy obsessed? Are they supposed to flirt with everything including inanimate objects? Are they supposed to dress like hookers? Are they supposed to 'OMG TLAK LIEK DISS OMGLOOOOL'? Because if that's true, than I don't want to be a thirteen year old. How old did you think I was when you first met me anyway?
God, I cannot wait to grow up.
And yes, I do want to hear your opinions on this, so snap to it! :P
Oh, yes. Chinese New Year coming soon, so if any of you want me to buy anything for you, now's the time to ask.
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27 sinners x Bless me father
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[11 Jan 2004|04:35pm] |
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Pure Morning - Placebo |
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Look! Ellie drew a Thingy!
Now, moving on... I have read article about RoTK in our local movie magazine and apparently, they'll be hosting an exhibition on LoTR in the Singapore Science Centre this March. I MUST GO TO MY PRECIOUSSS!! *whines*
Sigh. I really wish that I didn't live in Singapore. I mean, this place is as boring as a seven hour long lesson about the History of lint.
Nothing exciting ever happens here! Okay sure, we have our occasional concert (trashy bands though) and stuff, but aside from those things, nothing. I really hate my life here. I have few friends, nothing exciting ever happens, this place doesn't produce good movies, the concerts here all suck verily and we don't even allow Yaoi for Gods sake!
And to think that the internet is one of my only sources of fun. Gah. I am such a geek.
God, I want to go overseas to study. :(
I mean, my typical week consists of nothing but School, tuition and Basketball practice. All my last year's friends are abandoning me like rats on a sinking ship. the people in my classes are all a bunch of fuckwads, and all
I seem to do is study.
You all seem to be my only friends now. *huggles you all*
Bah. Is school really making me this miserable? >_<
Okay then. On a slightly happier note, its almost Chinese New Year! Holidays! Money! Food! *pranceprance*
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5 sinners x Bless me father
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[10 Jan 2004|10:35pm] |
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Time to say goodbye - Sarah Brightman |
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My_Xamatosis in Aftermath: Differentiation | | In this heart-stopping epic, my_xamatosis (Kirsten Dunst) is a Canadian police officer with a libido to kill. She elects to silence porcelain107 (Tom Felton) before her nemesis, spitfirez (Emma Watson), outwits him. After a quick snack, she makes her presence known at the haunted basement. It really needs to be seen to be watched. | | |
*slaps knees*
Eh. Will update tomorrow. Pwomise!
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2 sinners x Bless me father
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| All hail Satan Claus! |
[09 Jan 2004|06:20pm] |
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Fever - Boney M. |
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Have just receievd clannoire's loverly Christmas present! Teh bracelets are teh pretty! And the one with the buttons is so nifty! *hugglesquishes her*
She had it all nicely wrapped and everything. Now I feel so guilty because I didn't wrap any of your presents. o_o
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What? Its not my fault I can't wrap stuff! I sorry :(
And her HANDWRITING OMG! Its so neat and all that! And mine was so messy and unreadable.
WAH! I feel so incredibly bad!
:(((((((((((((((
*sniffles*
Hope you all like your stuff though.
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3 sinners x Bless me father
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[07 Jan 2004|10:29pm] |
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Pointless update.
/Elemmírë// -- Mrs. Son of Arathorn. says:
Or somethong. @_@
//Elemmírë// -- Mrs. Son of Arathorn. says:
...
//Elemmírë// -- Mrs. Son of Arathorn. says:
SOMETHING
zZ :narcolepsy: Zz -- gottfried helnwein says:
OMGROFLMAO!
I am so screwed.
...In other news,
BIG HUNKING PILES OF STRESS. *rages*
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1 sinner x Bless me father
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[06 Jan 2004|08:24pm] |
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Emiliana Torrini - If you go away |
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Meh. Basketball practice started again today. Apparently, the first tournament of the year is in April/June, so now we have to BURN. *weeps*
So from next week onwards, we'll have to come to school earlier to go for runs, practice will be longer (AAAARRRGGGFFFRAARRGLLE!), and we'll have to meet on Saturdays to run (which I am most certainly not going to do because I have absolutely not dedication. None at all).
Which makes me just about the busiest person in the world. I have math tuition on Monday, basketball practice on Tuesday, Math Tuition on Wednesday, Basketball practice on Thursdays, Chinese Tuition on Fridays, Tennis lessons and Chinese Tuition on Saturdays, Sunday, at least, is left free.
O' YE VARIOUS GODS! I seriously don't know if I can go on like this for an entire year. Plus, I have daily homework and revision and shit.
URGHSTRESSSTRESSSTRESS.
Also, we got measured and weighed during PE today, and I really need to lose weight.
Height: 167cm
Weight: 61KG
Gah. Just...Gah. Life is so horrible. I think I shall need to start taking drugs to calm myself down. Or chocolate. :P
I really need to de-stress, and I have no idea (let alone time) how. You people are one of my main stress relieving sources. You who make me laugh, you who make me fume, and you who make me point and giggle like a twat. You've always been there with comforting words when I was down, always been there to laugh with me when I was SOHYPERANDGIGGLY! And well, I'd just like to thank you all so very much for that.
ELLIERECTION FISH LOVES YOU!
GIVE HER BISCOTTI!
ETA: I sent out all of your presents already. Just comment on my journal/make a note in yours when your recieve them. And sho shorreh that I haven't been commenting on your posts lately. Have been so busy. >_<"
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13 sinners x Bless me father
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| Ehh. Tired. |
[04 Jan 2004|06:07pm] |
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Whistle down the wind - Sarah brightman |
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I hate going shopping with my mother. Heres why:
( My shopping adventure of D00M )
So ends the great epic tale of a girl and her hatred for all things fashionable.
Oh, and guess what I saw happen there.
Mother: *looks at silicon bra paddings* I wonder what these are...?
Daughter: That's silicon, ma.
Mother: *touches* Oh, its so soft and loffly! Feel it, Amelia.
Daughter: I am not touching that!
Dammit, there are so many interesting people in Singapore. :P
Also, have school tomorrow. Which means that I must swallow some rat poison in a hopeful attempt to get sick and be sent home.
But I have American Gods, by Neil Gaiman, which is a good thing. Whee.
However, I finally found a plaace where they sold The Sandman Graphic Novels. But they cost $30, so WAH. I HATE YOU, KINOKUNIYA!
Note to self: Stab sister with wheel of Swiss cheese for making fun of Neil Gaiman's name.
"Ha ha! Neil GAYMAN! Look everyone, I made a funny! hee."
EDIT TO ADD: Everyone, go to google, type in 'miserable failure' and click on 'I'm feeling lucky'. Go now! *pats Rea on the head*
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5 sinners x Bless me father
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[04 Jan 2004|09:41am] |
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AHAHAHAHAHA! I have finally sent out all of the Christmas cards/presents! Expect to recieve them sometime in June.
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6 sinners x Bless me father
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