"Perhaps I am a miscreation? No one knows the truth, there is no future here." - Dar Williams: "Are You Out There?"

Okay, so this is just because I can, and because I'm shitscared and no-one knows about it as yet, so I'm talking here. Cope. You have no choice.

Today was just, well, not bad, bad is not the word, but it's left me shitscared (see 'How I'm Feeling:') so yeah... Let me explain.

Explanation behind the cut. I apologise in advance for the bad language and indignant italics but really they are there for a reason - I need to rant and I can't talk 'cause I'm a 21st century kid who believes MSN is the way forward for any type of conversation requiring emotion - you can cry (if you're on webcam well get off you idiot), think about what you're about to say while you're saying it and not make so much of a prat of yourself. So yeah, it might not be the same if all goes well, but is that always really the case? Besides, MSN you only have to be sitting at your computer at the same time. Actual conversations require being in a room, the same room, preferably alone. (Bar said other person, of course...)

Anywaaaay!

Oh, please don't read this if you have any worries of your own/care about me in any way. It rants; and most likely horribly exaggerates too - but I'm paranoid and I'll quite healthily admit it. At least I hope to merryhell and back I'm being paranoid, 'cause if not then well guys and dolls I'm about as fucked as a Chinese rabbit - so there you go. Enjoy.

I feel a bit better now... *shrug* Oh well, who needs an education anyways? This is called Just In-Cases just in-case I can't get online for a stupidly long time... Likely. If they find out. I'll guess I'll just do what I vowed to do ages ago...

And as Freddie Mercury said:

"Who lives forever anyway?" - Queen: "Who Wants To Live Forever?"

_{I haven't slept (like I could anyway) and I'm developing Daxxy tendencies.}

Hey guys - how is everyone?

Nobody probably even reads this. It's another bogstandard, rarely updated, not that impressive LJ on the internet... I'm not special. I'm not great. I'm not different.

Then why, when I'm so alike everything else, do I feel so alone?

I've tried telling people how I feel and I don't even think they get it. I'm on holidays and I miss people... Heck I miss certain people when I'm not on holiday too... I just don't know if they get it.

I haven't been doing any emotes worth noting lately... But I am becoming a bit of a dA Addict... At least I get to talk to people on there though. Which is, arguably, a good thing.

Why arguably? 'Cos everytime I'm on my own I'm happy... Then when I come off the phone, or MSN, or chatrooms I'm always really unhappy... I don't know why.

This would usually just be attention-seeking from me... But I think there's something deeply wrong... And I have for a while now.

But as a friend of mine Furiianda so happily states: "There's something deeply wrong with every single person on earth. That's what makes people great!"

Anyway - I won't be around from Saturday onwards 'til 20th or 21st. I'm going on holiday to Greece and, although I am looking forward to Greece itself sort of, it's being masked by the overwhelming dread because I Just Don't Wanna Go With Them. I'm gonna sit in my room all day with headphones in, a large hat and a good book. I'm a holiday spoiler? You haven't met my "parents". Last year was complete torment. Three days into the holiday I literally would've killed to go home. No such luck however, and at the time it just so happened the Harry Potter book came out exactly halfway through the holidays. I was so irritated. Now as I feel like I do it's gonna be a thousand times worse 'cos I'll lose any contact I do have. But I'm taking my mobile... Screw how expensive it is... I can cope. One or two texts a day.

So I'm off to Greece, won't be here but I rarely ever am... Have a nice fortnight everyone!!

Love,
Dragon
-x-

Feel free to ignore this...

*sigh* Bitchrant over I'm still a bit peeved... And I was all bouncey before and now I'm just pissed. ¬¬ She really knows how to fuck up my happy moods.

Anyway - what's been happening in the last week?

To start at the beginning, I have heard, is a wise idea. Fuck this idea. I'm going from when I can remember, and if I forget I forget. I shall let you know.

I would like to begin by saying: "Owwwwwww!!" As my uterus is dying and would like to renounce it's title as my uterus as it has been promoted to 'Dragon slayer' I'm sure. Piss. It hurts. *cuddles hot water bottle* 

"I'm in a piss-poor mood and I'm running out of Tampax." ~ Hermione

But I tell you something that makes it sliiightly better? This fic: Pains by auburn_crimson - it's fantastic, I believe, though she made it quite clear she doesn't agree. Makes me laugh. I adore Hermionie in it - she's me. (Yah - period pains? Don't prod the Dragon. (And definately don't do what a girl in my class decided to do in the middle of maths and Punch Me In The Stomach. I could've killed her, I swear, and would have, if I hadn't have been doubling over equations at the time. ¬¬!!)) My advice to all you girlies out there who get it as bad as I do: Read it - it's guarenteed to make you snicker.

Oh great... Now my ribs hurt. Can this get any better?

In other news: the school, my school, Colditz, has been overrun with Poles. (That's Polish people - not long cyclinder-shaped things.) This, my friends, is Bloody Fantastic. Well, it could be better I suppose. They won't actually talk to me. However, this is an exchange which they're thinking about making an annual occurence. Which means I can do it next year. Hello?? Pole in my house??? Wheeeeeeeeeeeeee!!
I actually got to show the two Polish teachers round the school this morning, (which ended up in not-so-good consequences but they're All Fine Now) and they were talking behind me in fluent Polish. Fluent!! Oh I was a happy bunny.
Okay, so I told myself I'd go up to one of them and strike up conversation starting with 'hi' in Polish... Only I have so little faith in myself and my pronunciation skills, or lack of them as the case may be, I kind of haven't... Yet. (What? They're Tall and Scary - but very cool looking I have to admit.) So, err, yah. May do exchange next year. Best bit? I get to go to Poland!! w00t!! xD

Umm... other than that err...

I'm addicted to CtrlAltDel, which is a webcomic falcons_honour got me addicted to. (Yes, it's all hir fault. (Tim (yes, that's the writer) updates on Mondays, Wednesdays, Fridays and Saturdays by the way dear, no point in telling me when anymore.)) I advise you to check it out, I mean really, I've only ever been addicted to two webcomics in my life - this is one of them. (The other one, if anyone's interested, is Pantheon. I think you have to check out Archives, apprently it's changed since I was last on. o.o'' I don't know.) And Ethan Just Rawks.

Anyways - I think that's pretty much it for now... Anything else I could say I don't want to... Or can't.

Do zobaczenia! ^^! (That's 'see ya' to you English. (What?? I value myself quater-Polish thank you - I will learn this language.))

*safety pin breaks on back of Dragon's trousers* Shit. ¬¬ *it's keeping a little thing on of a skull with a pink bow on my jeans pocket - I like it but now it only has two out of four safety pins - shit - will go find new ones later*

Hellu all - how are the lot of you? Well - this is going to be boring, I can just tell, so you can feel free to skip it - but I fancied a rant. Well... Actually - just a chat about myself 'cos I'm an egotistical git. All of what I want to put on here I Can't which is a real bummer 'cos I'm still bouncing off the walls but oh well. I shall make a rant about my new clothes. A nice rant. I like new clothes.

The end of last week I got a huge carrier bag off my grrn (gran for all of you who are uncultured  *kidding*) full of clothes off my cousins. (Who buy clothes like they're going out of fashion... (pardon the pun) ... and I get the ones they don't want anymore and that I like. Hand-me-downs, yes, but they're once-worn-if-you're-lucky hand-me-downs. So it's new clothes without spending a penny. I love my cousins.) Aaaand it was a nice batch of stuff - including a skirt I'm currently debating whether to wear in Belgium... It's very short and has a zip all the way up the front.  I love it. Along with many other nice things (including a top I originally thought was a waistcoat which I'm wearing today to go into Durham with - yes I will freeze but I plan on spending all my time in Doc Black so mehy mehy meh meh. (Mehy mehy meh meh???  I need some new quirks. Fast. ¬¬)

*sigh* What to talk about... hrmm... OH!! I KNOW!!

BALDYLOCKS AND THE THREE HAIRS IS LEAVING ON FRIDAY!! I WILL NEVER SEE HIM AGAIN!!! WHOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!

*sings and dances like some over-possessed loon*

Yes yes yes yes yes yes yes ohhh fuck yes! One more week then he's gone for good - I never thought this day would come and I don't believe it. (That'll teach him to tell me off for wearing eyeliner at school. Stupid man. Just 'cos he's as ugly as a pig's arse doesn't mean he has to take it out on everyone else!!) It's too good to be true... *looks at ceiling* You do love me up there, don't you? (I think they've just got a funny way of showing it... )

Aaaanyway - I have nothing else to talk about really and this was just a boredom buster. Hope everyone's okay etc. - I'm going to play on dA now. ^^

Love you all!! Byeeeee! xxxx

Well - what can I say? I'm typing this with (gorgeously) rich blue nails, (cold) pink sparkly toes somewhere on the end of my feet and remains of glitter on my face from forgetting to take my make-up off last night - that's right world...

...I've been bitten by the glam bug - and I love it.

It all started with Fairy Boys - a RemySiri fanfic by Thieving Gypsy on Fanfiction.net which had references to a film called Velvet Goldmine and, naturally, I checked it out...

... Reason Number One.

It took all of two minutes to get Nikki as obsessed as I was, and we discovered The Whole Shebang - and took it from there...

... Reason Number Two.

Then discovered one of the main characters, Brian Slade (played by Jonathan Rhys-Meyers), was loosely based on David Bowie (though Bowie himself 'disliked the script and veto-ed the rights for his songs to appear in the film', apparently) and I knew there was a lot of Bowie material lying around the house...

... Reason Number Three.

Then luckily enough for me there was a 'Kings of Glam' documentary on a Friday night which I watched and became even more obsessed. Falling in love with everything Suzi Quatro has ever sung. Ever.

... Reason Number Four.

And finally it all climaxed at the weekend - going round to Nikki's house to have a glam-fest we watched 'Kings of Glam' (which I taped), 'Labyrinth' (a kid's film with Bowie in it ^^!), then Velvet Goldmine (need I say more?!?!?!?!?!?!) - and had a nice night lying on sofas gawping at the TV screen for about four hours.

So I'm a glam addict - it's official. Thought you ought to know. ^^!

It's a music meme I got off Ryu-No-Joou on deviantART, enjoy.

So everyone hates me - why do we have to make a point about it?!?!?!?

... Sorry. That's a lie. Not everyone - but most people. Tell you what: I'll start from the beginning. In fact, no I won't. The conspiring began months ago and frankly I can't be arsed to go through all that again. It reached a new level though, apparently I'm being talked about.

Well woosh like I didn't know that already: I'm not exactly the least famous of people in my school. I know most people by name and say 'hi' when I walk past. However apparently now the whole school knows I'm queer and they Talk About Me.

Fine - s'their problem. They don't like me they can stay away. I don't want anything to do with them or any hassle. So I get rants against me about it... Why?

I'm just so pissed off. Why do I get told to 'be careful', (What the hell am I supposed to be doing anyway? Mounting random people in the corridor? No thanks - I think I'd rather be a nun. >_<) when I'm doing nothing wrong?? I told some people I was queer, and it got out to the rest of the school. What am I supposed to do about it? I'm not going round saying: 'Look I was confused I now resemble some sort of human ruler-type-straight-thing.'

Fat bloody chance. I'd rather die.

And it gets so annoying when I'm talked at:

"I still don't think you're gay..."
No, you don't want me to be, there's a difference.

And anyway - if someone hassles me:

"OMG you homo hahaha!!"
"Yes, I believe I was there when I decided to be queer. I don't need you to remind me."

My whole school, as I've told you many times, is one huge charade. There are some girls who get caught giving lads blow jobs at school discos but because they're straight they don't get any hassle. No, it's just me. (Well, and a mate of mine.) You'd think, a girls' school, there'd be a little support for queers, but no, not at all. In fact my head of year for the next two years is a homophobic bitch (and I don't like her anyway) which should be So Fun.

...ARGH!! >_< (Sorry - stressed.) I don't see why I can't grow up being who I want to be without being repressed all the time. I'm NOT IN A FUCKING BOX ON A FUCKING SHELF SO WILL YOU FUCKING LEAVE ME ALONE?!?!?!?!

Bollocks to them. Anyway - it was year eights talking about me and apart from roughly six I can think of they're all twats anyway. So, as far as I'm concerned, they can all go to hell in a handcart and burn there.

Though they'll be giving hell a bad name. Oh well... *shrug*

All the people who mean anything to me are either queer, half-queer or fiiiiine with it anyway. I don't see why I get yelled at for those who I couldn't give a brass monkey's nuts for. ¬¬!!!!

I'm gonna go make myself glittery soon, to cheer me up. (Ahem - not like my fanfic story - I don't possess those clothes!!) I do, however, have three glittercentric belts I discovered in my underwear drawer. Skinny ones - one silver, one gold and one purple - how perfect. ^^! I don't remember where I got them from, either. Not that I'm complaining!

Anyway - that's it really, it's [/rant] and thanks for listening guys.

xxxx

(Anyone who really pays attention will know that's also the title from my latest dA journal - but I'm running out of inspiration so meh. And anyway - anyone who didn't know does now. This is roughly the same journal entry - but with a little more detail. And that history homework I reminded myself to do? Boring as watching paint dry. *deep sigh*)

A friend of mine, STIXX, took me to a Circus of Horrors on Thursday night and it was fucking awesome. The line-up started when we went in, even. There were two guys dressed up as vampires, and I want their job!! This is basically the conversation they had with anyone who came in:

Vamp: Ticket!
Audience Member: *gives ticket*
Vamp: Row H! Follow!
Audience Member: *is led to row H*
Vamp: Sit down!
Audience Member: *sits*
Vamp: *gives ticket back*
Audience Member: Err... thanks.
Vamp: There! *walks off muttering* Twat.

Which had the audience in stiches, they were just so funny! There were two of them, as I think I mentioned before, a skinny one who spoke with a really heavy cockney accent and another one who was a bit older who spoke with a lesser cockney accent than the other. Anyway - there were three lads behind us who looked about ten if that and it was obvious they'd all told their mothers they were sleeping at each other's houses just so they could go, so they were making the most of it. The skinny vamp came over to tell 'em to be quiet, and one of them stuck his fingers up at said vamp, who got pissed by now, nicked the kid's sweets and yelled 'SHARE!' which made STIXX and I howl with laughter as he turned to walk off muttering 'Bastards.'. By now the vamp was practically sitting on the back of my chair so I was looking at his arse as if to say 'Get the hell off me!!' to which STIXX started laughing even more. The vamp then turned round and went 'Is there a problem?' and I went in my best cockney accent (which is really quite pathetic, but it worked) 'Nao, but yer wer sittin' on me 'ed!' - I just got told to face the front. ^^; Which I did, after sticking my finger up at him as he was walking away. Twit. =P But we love him.

There were some really funky acts - a male contortionist who was rolling around (literally) at the start, a female contortionist who was doing some really cool yoga-type-moves, like balancing on her forearms with her feet in front of her head and stuff like that. A guy called Gary Stretch who turned into Batman by clipping his extra-stretchy skin together with bulldog clips chained together (erm, oww?!)! A midget guy who did some really unsanitary things with glowing poles and a hoover... (Use your imagination to it's worst. =P) A girl who did some acrobatics in the air with red ribbons attached to a harness which left the whole hall like (OoO) that. A guy who was on a rope using it as a swing who almost jumped to his death, a guy who limbo-ed under a bar which was on fire held up by two beer bottles which amazed me to no end. They cut the ring-leader type guy in two near the end, and pulled the midget's hands off. ^^ It was really funny 'cos one of the songs near the end was sung by the ring-leader guy and he sung 'First I was afraid...' and a guy in the audience yelled 'I was petrified!', the music stopped and the ring-leader guy yelled 'Oi! I'm the fucker who's been cut in half here!' which left the audience in hysterics.

I got a shirt in the interval which bears the slogan: 'Please Give Blood. Vampires are an endangered species.' Don't you just love it?? ^^

Anyway - enough about that, if you want to find out more here's the website: Circus of Horrors

Any of you paying close attention, or maybe not so much, to my life recently will know I haven't been single, very much not single. Well note the past tense - 'cos I fucking am now.

Friday night most of my friends went to a disco at a local school, but seen as I'd been to the Circus of Horrors the previous night I decided to go home, I was tired (and it meant I didn't have to get the tickets off the school's version of the black market). So, I was picked up an hour earlier than usual, got home, and came on the computer - as I usually do. At exactly 17:27pm (I checked the clock on the comp when the phone was ringing - not knowing who it'd be at this time.) and heard the voice of my girlfriend on the other end of the phone. I can't exactly remember what we said but, in short, it was a very brief conversation and she broke up with me, after five months of devotion it was over in less than 60 seconds. I put the phone down, stunned. Logged off, ran to my room, stayed there for a period of about two minutes, then went and logged back on the computer. If I've ever needed MSN any more in my life please note me when. Luckily enough for me the four most important people to me, Shadow, Surly, Fox and Nikki were all online at that said time - and I got a lot of support from them. I don't know if she's reading this or not so I'm going to keep my current status vague, but I'm getting over it a lot quicker than I thought I would be. Life's too short, and, now I think about it, we were too different. So I'm single again - yay! Although I ain't lookin' yet - Nikki's on about taking me to a gay pride event in June/July with another friend of mine, Jabberz, which should be fun, if you catch my drift. ;)

To get over the initial shock of being dumped, and because I had money to spend and my “mother” had credit cards - I decided to hit the shops for a bit of retail therapy, completely unlike me, I know. o.o’’ After finding the receipt amongst all the crap in the kitchen (near the eggs), I was driven to Currys to explain to the guys I hadn’t in fact broken my mp3 and please-will you-repair-it-*puppy eyes*? They just asked what was wrong and gave me a new one! I was like “o.o’’ … Fwee!” So, now I’ve found my USB cable and charger thingie, (yes, I lost them…) I’ll put all my old music back on it tonight. It’s charging upstairs in my extraordinarily messy room right now, and I’ll probably go check on it when I’ve finished this post. Anyway - shopping and yesterdayness… I got Adobe Photoshop Elements from WHSmiths for £50, umm… a new black (and purry soft) wristband bearing a white Chinese dragon. I know I always said Chinese dragons looked like worms with legs, and they do, but I like this. I don’t even know if it’s a Chinese dragon but whatever he is he’s pretty, and very, very purry soft. Some ‘wrist warmers’ I.e. soft white netting arm things covered in black netting which go up to my elbowsish. Super good thing: They cover my palms. Big yay! (I swear I'm developing an obsession with wrist-thingies.) Err… Oooh I bought the last Savage Garden album I needed to complete my collection: ‘Affirmation’ so now I have them all. (Although one of them isn’t technically mine… I borrowed it off someone who isn’t getting it back for a good long while.) Some black nail varnish and eyeliner (which I proceeded to almost blind myself with… Ow.)

Aaaanyway long story short I got some new stuff and am ready to start life again as a new person. With new stuff. ^^ So yay on my part. I’m a strong kid - life’s a bastard but I’m worse. =P It runs. I stay.

Thanks to all who were there for me. ^^ I love you guys!! (Shadow, Surly, Fox, Nikki, Emma etc.) xxxx

Well joy to the world I've just proven how much I sincerely need a life. I've been looking up Latin poetry, (Of all things!) and have found out that, amazingly, it's All Rather Good. Actually I was looking for something in partiular my Latin tutor, (The hellbitch) told me about last year. It's a really good poem by some Roman dude, (What?? If I had remembered his name I wouldn't have stumbled on this!) talking about how love is so blissful but it hurts and it's oh so so so good but anyway - I couldn't find it and will carry on searching later.

But I -did-, however, stumble upon this little gem of a poem by an Unknown author. It's title is 'State of Mind' (Hence the LJ title - no it's not just there for effect!) and it's a brilliant poem in my point of view. I can think of a lot of people who can relate to this at the moment, (And I should know - I'm one of them!) so I hope it brings some insight into themselves - aaaaand if not, well, it's a good poem. ^^ So I shall stop the rant and get on with it. Ahem... *clears throat*

'State of Mind - Unknown

If you think you are beaten, you are;
If you think you dare not, you don't!
If you'd like to win, but you think you can't,
It's almost certain you won't.

If you think you'll lose, you're lost;
For out in the world we find
Success begins with a fellow's will;
It's all in the state of mind!

If you think you're outclassed, you are;
You've got to think high to rise.
You've got to be sure of yourself
Before you 'll ever win the prize.

Life's battles don't always go
To the stronger or faster man;
But sooner or later the man who wins
Is the person who thinks he can!'

See? Good Poem! It's a pity I don't know who wrote it. Or when... Oh well... Here's a virtual toast to them, *raises cyberglass* wherever they may be. (Dead I assume.)

Well - may update again later but it isn't likely. *sigh* I have things to sort out... Namely people to be worried about. Byee!!

xxxx

Well - what is there to tell? I feel the need as my 'Update Journal' button is gathering dust at a large rate. The latest? Oh in a nutshell I was bollocked for lying when I didn't, told I can no longer see the second of the only three family members I have and have had a maybe-not-so-mysterious-but-only-three-people-know-about-that-and-I-think-it's-sorted-anyway bout of depression/downliness lately...

But despite all that I'm ok. I've started spriting!! ^^ Ok so they're prett- really crap right now - but they're my firstees so... I'm gonna get better. (For those of you who have no idea, I'm on about mini-Pokémon pixelart here.) Check it out...

( Let's Switch!!! )

And that's basically it. Talk is of exams and essays and nothing more. It's pretty darned boring to be honest. (Hence skipping round one night after school with a memory stick between my teeth... ^^;;; Never speak of it again.) Oh - and I broke my mp3 player... *cries*

So... yeah. I'll leave you with lyrics 'cos you know, it's tradition among, well, me. Lyrics mean stuff:

'Father I will always be
That same boy that stood by the sea
And watched you tower over me
Now I'm older I wanna be the same as you...

...When I am a dad, dad
I'm gonna be a good dad
Did the best you could, dad
Always understood, dad
Taught me what was right, dad
Opened up my eyes, dad
Glad to call you my dad
Thank you for my life dad.' ~ Yellowcard: Life of a Salesman

Reasons because of, well, Tuesday is reason and only reason. A year of pain and suffering... But also a year of happiness and commitment - a real eye opener to what I really have. Shadow those lyrics are for you - my favourite song in the world - and I wish I could give you more. *hugs tight* I love you.

~ Dragon

xxxx

Well, folks... It's that time of year again. Well almost... The time of year I, if I was in my right mind, would feel like I'd want to die... (And that day just happens to coincide with my best friend's mother's birthday too - how helpful - but we can't change these things...) But oddly enough I'm making the most of what I have... and clinging. Or, t'is my theory anway. *sigh* I'd better explain, shall I?

Well, we all know what happened this time last year, *snorts* we don't need to explain that bit again... Ever. *sigh* And certain things are bringing it home... It may sound lupine but I can just smell it in the air - something evil, something bad - something's happened. I know what happened. We all know what happened. For some reason, therefore, I've gone into clingy mode... Which is slightly odd. I'm not renowned for clinging, not that I know of anyway, but lately I've been pouncing on each member of my Family and clinging onto them for dear life... it's as if I feel I'm going to loose another one of them... Though I didn't lose anyone last time, I'm goddamn sure of that - I'd die for the fact - but you know what I mean. I hope you do, anyway. ^^;;; And, though I've been told not to - I give my apologies - it'll clear over soon - I just don't know what'll come next. *sigh*

So, this was just to clear that little fact up and, ehem, because I had little else to do.

The origins of the title? Any of you who don't know it's Evanescence - Anywhere. A beautiful song that more often than not makes me cry, but I can cry silently... Plus followed on my mp3 by 'Forgive Me' which makes me howl (pleasedon'taskwhyIwillnottellyou) - never helps. *sigh* I just love those lyrics, s'all... *small smile*

Anyways - I'll be off - just tying off a few loose ends. I might update before the end of January but I'm not promising anything... *sigh* You know how it is.

Anyway - I Love You all - no matter how often I tell you - I will Always Love You and Never Be Worth You. *hugs each one tight*

*ahem* Bye! *waves awkwardly and walks off*

xxxx

P.S. Happy New Year!! ^^

As a Christmas treat I thought I'd enlighten you on a story I wrote the other day... Well it's not so much a story as a mini-saga thing of pain and... well... more pain. So it's a depressing Christmas present but what the hecky, I needed to post it somewhere!!!

Go on! Take a look! You know you want to!!!

( Taadaa!! Merry Christmas!!! )

Diranyx (commonly known as Dira) is a resident demon of mine, a nice person... Sorta. ^^ The 'predator' as it were is her girlfriend Lakavia (lak-ah-wee-ah - it's Latin pronounced) and, believe it or not, this is how they met. Romantic? Maybe... Twisted? Yes. But then that describes them through and through...

Anyway - I'll be off - Merry Christmas you lot!!! ^^

xxxx

Just to let you know I'm still alive...

I did this meme a while ago, but never actually posted it in my own LJ, (*slaps own hand* Bad Dragon!) s'from falcons_honour - so go on, do your worst:

I want everyone who reads this to ask me 3 questions. Any 3, no matter how personal, dirty, private, or random. I have to answer them honestly.

There... *sigh*

Actually, if I'm honest with you I'm quite looking forward to what I'm gonna get!! ^^

I would say 'be nice' but where's the fun in that? Ask what you like...

If I don't talk to you lot beforehand:

MERRY CHRISTMAS!

Love you all!!!

This is because I haven't done an update in what seems like eons and feel slightly guilty. I always curse silently when no-one's updated their LJ 'cos I have nothing to read. In fairness I don't know many people on LJ yet and might one day go searching for them - but I can't be bothered now. I always forget though other people might want something to read... If I don't bore their minds with my latest acts of doing bugger all, as the case often is.

So, I thought I'd take this time to, well... Rant really. There's always a rant in there that wants to come out. I'm opinionated... S'not my fault.

So - what have I been doing this weekend? Bugger all. ¬¬ I was MEANT to be going to an Xmas fair at a nice place but they went without me. Idiots. So I'm stuck with the computer and an ill adult in the house. Ill is good because he is on the couch and, for once in his life, not bothering me. All that much. I've been called once or twice to make Lemsip (a lemon drink for flu which looks, tastes and smells like hamster piss - not that I would know what that tasted like but you get the idea) etc. but that's about it. Ill is bad because he's not going to work... Gahh... It's man flu - one sneeze and he's housebound with a quilt and some old murder mysteries with some freaky monk.

On the upside I look okay - well to me anyway - I'm wearing my lovely black Nirvana shirt which I lost (and pined for) for several months and found again. (Okay so it was in a folded pile on my bed so I didn't find it as such... ¬¬ You just can't get the staff anyway - it was MONTHS overdue!!! And I never did find out where it was... *ponders*) With some blue jeans which are nice, if a lottle big for me, (Not a typo - they really ARE too big.) with rippy bits... Green and blue stripey toe socks which are funky and fluffy and my lilac slippers - just to be completely random. I've taken to wearing slippers round the house... But they're too big for my small feet so I walk funny with them - but they keep my feet warm. ^^

Actually, a lot of things I wear are too big for me. I am, in theory, a small person. I actually bought some size 8* jeans yesterday which are too big for me... Then got told to stop starving myself... Which in theory I'm not - I'm just never hungry. There is a difference. My feet are size 3* so they're pretty small... Oh well... At least I'm growing. Slowly. I'm still the smallest in my class. And always will be I think... There's gotta be one! My Dad's small though, sirloth , but she wears shoes which are like bricks (and fun to run off with eh? ^^ Wasn't me! It was very good levitation and visual tricks... The shoe floated away at high speed on it's own and me running away with it in my hands was just a visual trick!!!) and looks like she could glance at a pack of lions and they'd run away whimpering with their tails between their legs... Don't mess with Surly!!! (*hugs*)

*sigh* Another thing I have been doing is pining... Pining for my Darling, DragonsGirl... So I'm seeing her in 6 days' time yeah but I mean... two weeks is FAR TOO LONG to stay away from her... I'm a mopey wreck... But inside I'm estatically happy too - I'm in love totally and utterly 100% - I never stop thinking about her!!! It's so hard... We haven't spoken in over a day and my life feels like it's about to end... Then when I do hear from her I go on a high for hours... Giggling and laughing at anything... She makes me so happy... *sigh* Ecstatically happy...

Anyway - this is longer than intended so I shall be going - I just wanna wish falcons_honour the best of luck in her matinee today - even though I know she'll be fine!!! *hugs*

* UK sizes - don't know American ones sorry!!! ^^;;;