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0. This journal is mostly public. 1. Don't friend me if we have nothing in common. 2. I most likely will not friend you if I don't know you. 3. Don't friend me for my graphics or fics. Go watch the communities for those. 4. Unfriend me, I unfriend you. If you won't bother with me anymore, why should I bother with you? 5. I tend to rant and bitch and muse a lot. If that is too much for you to handle, then don't friend me. 6. If you have something to say to me, say it to my face. Don't hide behind anon, because really? That's sad. | |
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» How's My Driving « Below the cut is a list of all characters I have played, this includes active and dropped characters. - Please comment here with any feedback or critique that you may have on any of the listed characters. Negative and positive is welcome. - Please refrain from bashing me behind my back; if you have a problem with me or how I play a character, come to me. -- Additionally, if I should find that you have bashed me behind my back instead of coming to me, I will not take any critique you may have seriously. Please do it right or not at all. - Comments are screened. - You may comment anonymously. ( RPs and characters ) | |
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This is absolutely fucking ridiculous.
I knew I wouldn't be able to sleep at all. I've had maybe two hours of sleep today, max. Woke up and started piling pillows in my mom's sewing room since it seems to be the only cool room in the house, since it still has its tile.
Can I?
Noooooooope.
sljf;alsjdf;lsfjsd I WANT MY SLEEP GODDAMMIT. I'm going to end up breaking down because of the heta and lack of sleep at this rate.
Time of the month just has fucking bad timing.
What else am I supposed to do? Fold up the ironing board, shove the chair somewhere, and get out the air mattress? How the fuck am I supposed to blow that up? How the hell would I even get that inside the house with the compressor outside?
All I want is sleep on a semi-normal schedule. That's all I've been asking for for almost two months. - Tags:!real life is real, . weather, advice to you: approach with caution, self: effort, self: health, self: i can has?, self: letting off steam, self: meeh, self: say whaaat, self: wallowing in loneliness here, weather: this heat melts me, wuts this: dotdotdot moment, wuts this: head + hard surface plz, wuts this: pathetic, wuts this: pretty fucking important, wuts this: wasted space on ur flist
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... I think our AC is on the verge of breaking.
Again.
In the middle of July heat.
Fuck I can't sleep as it is, how am I supposed to sleep with no AC?
FMA screenshots are finished but have to wait to be put up, since they're on my desktop and I'm NOT waiting around in my room with my desk disgustingly warm as it is.
Nnn...
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This is the middle of the three birthdays, SO to keep from spamming everyone: Happy belated birthday haku, happy birthday julyeighth, happy early birthday helike!♥ Real entry later, hmm? | |
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Dude, guys... I'm setting myself up for disaster later this year :D Know why? | ♚ |
 Welcome to chesswar; a multi-fandom RPG where you are ripped from your world and put into someone else’s. Specifically, the world and life of an aristocrat.
From what you can tell, this new world seems to be an odd mixture of Heian Japan and 17th century France. You have your memories, and you have someone else’s. You are actually called by that person’s name, but you don’t look or sound like them, but no one seems to notice… really. Some do look at you a bit funny.
You have no idea what brought you here, or why, and you can already tell that this place can be dangerous. You are in the world where one could be the Queen’s favorite one day and onto the executioner’s block the next, after all.
» Rules » World Information » World Customs » Plot Outline » Possible Aristocrat Roles » Reserved Characters » Requested Characters » Taken Characters » Application |
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^ That's why! Am going to be helping Nicole with this, and since I currently have more free time than she does, I might be able to do more. As it stands I've already done: - Made mod icons for Nicole and myself - Made profile banner - Tweaked the profile information - Put up the reserve post - Put up friends add/remove list - Put up character request post - Put up taken character list My only problem right now is, I don't know who to app! DD: I suppose that I could put in an app for taka!Sasuke... *sigh* But we'll see which muse of mine is the strongest when all of the information's up, hmm? In order news~ Nothing's been happening, really. I still haven't heard back from Target, so I guess I'm going to be going in on Tuesday to ask about it. I'll also need to go to the school and ask about aid, too. ...Guess I'll be asking mom for the car in a couple of days? Ahaha. Anyway. Back to Chess War! - Tags:!real life is real, !rp, - this post contains: pictures, . plugging and/or cross-post, acitivity: crap to do, activity: job, friends: nicole, place: target, rp: chesswar, self: can has productivity!, wuts this: head + hard surface plz
- Mood:hot

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I'm getting closer to being able to sleep in my own room, but not really. I'm awake more than I'm sleeping, and it's starting to bother me. >.0
Oh well... Might as well finish watching the Stars game that's on right now and go sleep on the couch. (I MISSED FOUR GOALS! ;____;) I can't really concentrate on listening to music while trying to sleep since the fan's louder.
In about 3 hours my mom and I are going to go to the JC Penny's outlet at Grapevine Mills to go and shop for some pillows, since i have maybe about 4 of the pillows from the couch.
And maybe after that we can go in the opposite direction to Ikea and the StarCenter? Idk, I haven't actually spent the day shopping with my mom in a long time. I'm hoping that if we can do that, then I'll be tired enough at the end of the day where I won't have any problems sleeping.
Although, I thought that I would also be tired by walking the entirety of Grapevine Mills and doing a little shopping with Ashley last week would help as well, but I think that only worked for her LOL
But anyway. Off to get a backdated post up for pedobait!Sasuke, and maybe one for Hebi too, despite Toshima...missing parts. - Tags:!real life is real, !rp, acitivity: crap to do, family: mom, place: dr. pepper starcenter, place: grapevine mills mall, place: ikea, rp: adstringendum, rp: toshima, self: health, self: i can has?, self: lets put on the thinking cap, self: meeh, sports: hockey, sports: hockey: dallas stars, wuts this: wuut
- Mood:tired

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Yelling at parents in dreams =/= stress release. Thanks for something I didn't want to experience, you-know-who. I had to tell both Itachi-muns what happened yesterday. How fun is that? ~_~ I'm just thankful they're understanding and that what happened didn't deter them! ♥ Anyway. Matt comes home from his trip tonight. Been watching the Stars-Ducks series since the NHL network is showing it. Nnnn, so tired. The aforementioned dream took a lot out of me, I guess. Yaaaaay. Also. WHY A BEACH ENDING AFTER BEACH EVENT!? GAAAAAAAAAAAY! /goes to sulk in corner - Tags:!real life is real, !rp, . plugging and/or cross-post, anime: naruto, family: matt/budda, rp: adstringendum, rp: toshima, self: health, self: letting off steam, self: meeh, self: say whaaat, sports: hockey, sports: hockey: dallas stars, wuts this: orly nao?, wuts this: pathetic, wuts this: pretty fucking important
- Mood:tired

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My stomach's acting up. I don't know if it's because I have the intent to see Nicole at work to see about a job or because lol CREEPER'S THERE. Ffffffffffffffff.
I really need to go down there too. I've been putting it off for two weeks.
I could easily list several things of why I shouldn't go, but I'm getting sick and tired of the nagging my dad's giving me. I can't even go out to have fun without him assuming I'm going out to look for a job.
...I don't even know my own strengths and weaknesses! Which is sadly the only question I could pull off from Nicole's past entries about her interviews. - Tags:!real life is real, activity: job, family: dad, friends: nicole, place: target, self: health, self: meeh, wuts this: dotdotdot moment, wuts this: orly nao?, wuts this: pathetic, wuts this: wasted space on ur flist
- Mood:anxious

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