There's really tons of ways to answer this question, but more than anything, always protect yourself from sun damage. It might not seem like a big deal right now when you're young, but in the next ten, twenty years, it will be the difference between looking your age or like a mummified corpse. Next time you're on the beach, slather on the sunscreen, and don't forget to pack your sunglasses along with your copy of Gothic Beauty magazine.

Keeping It Goth,
Jonez

So, all it took was a Disney-approved kids-show to remind me why it's so awesome to be a goth.



And don't try telling me I'm too old to be taping this.
'Cause it's downright friggin' sweet.

Oh, btw, move-in day is Aug 22.
Any ideas for how to scare my roommate into finding another dorm would be greatly appreciated.
Lol.

Opening credits:

Waking up:

Average day:

First date: First Date - Blink 182

Falling in love: I Caught Fire - The Used

Love scene: Save the Last Dance - The Drifters

Fight scene: Who's Going Home With You Tonight? - Breaking Benjamin

Breaking up: So What - Pink

Getting back together:

Secret love: Anywhere - Evanescence

Life's okay:

Mental breakdown: Breaking the Habit - Linkin Park

Driving: Inside the Fire - Disturbed

Learning a lesson:

Deep thought: How to Save a Life - The Fray

Flashback:

Partying: Disturbia - Rhianna

Happy dance:

Regret: Better in Time - Leona Lewis

Long night alone:

Death scene: Billion Star Hotel - Private Line

Closing credits:

I could one day save your life.

I'm a Type O Negative.
Both in fanship and in blood type.

And today, I got the first of what will be many future calls from the American Red Cross about donating blood.
Ironically enough, while I was watching Bram Stoker's Dracula.
XD

So, it seems that the vampires at the Red Cross know where I live, and will not hesitate to find me.

Because like the lady on the other end said, "We're always in need of your type".

List 10 fictional characters you wouldn't kick out of bed (in no particular order) and tag five people to do the same.

( Why yes, I am aware that I have a thing for rich arrogant bastards and supernatural psychopaths. Why do you ask?... )

You know, I used to love the internet.

I loved that I had my very own e-mail, where my dad would send me my own special letters when I couldn't see him during the week. I felt independent and so grown up because it was all mine. I had penpals who sent me letters describing life across the pond, and everything they said was worth saying.

I loved the fact that I had my own place on the web; Myspace was like a virtual bedroom that I could decorate anyway I wanted. My friends could leave stupid comments about how awesome my taste in music was, or ask about the next time we'd be hanging out and sharing a movie night.

I loved that I never had to worry about what I said on my livejournal offending someone or causing problems for myself or others.

But now... That's all gone to shit.

My e-mail is now being bombarded with shit from colleges I don't want to hear from, newletters from websites I don't even go to, and penis enlargements I never asked for.

My Myspace is filled with over-dramatic, whiny messages from exes and best friends who'd rather complain about their relationships instead of just ending them.

And my livejournal... GAH! I can't even say half the things I want to say for fear that people will start talking about things that really aren't a big deal.

Don't even get me started on the useless crap that my favorite forums have been reduced to.

So, I've decided.... fuck. it. all.

I'm gonna delete all my accounts, change my e-mail, and say goodbye to the interweb.
...
Well, maybe not totally. *huggles her fanfics and those that write them*

Hot Damn. I'm excited. XD
I think the cover's just so appropriate, and I can't fucking wait til it comes out.

I'm sqealing like the madcap fangirl that I am right now...
And I can't stop.

The Movie Meme:
1. Pick 15 of your favorite movies.
2. Go to IMDb and find a quote from each movie.
3. Post them here for everyone to guess.
4. Fill in the film title once it's guessed.
5. NO GOOGLING/using IMDb search functions.

( Good luck with some of these... )

Yeah, this is typically what we look like.



See, that's me on the right, Krista's on the left, and Peta is in the center.
Matt's taking the photo, the poor boy. XD

Goddammit I hate stupid people.
So I got a random friend request from "supposedly" a 14-year-old girl from Nowheresville, New Jersey.

Now, I don't live in New Jersey, so of course I wanted to know why this person wanted to add me. The following is the conversation I had with "her". All names have been removed for sake of protecting identity.

( Read more... )

When was the last time you sang?

Today, in the shower. I was singing "Rose Tint My World" from the Rocky Horror Picture Show and dreaming about the day when my friends are old enough to go with me to see a live screening. We can all dress in lingerie and drag. *^_^*

P.S. - I firmly believe that Janne Wilde is the illegitimate Finnish lovechild of Elizabeth Taylor and David Bowie. Don't ask, just agree with me. But if you doubt it, here's proof:

The following is a list of colleges that I have recieved shit from, most of which I have never heard of. Why, I have no idea, but they continue to send me stuff. And ironically enough, the colleges that I wish WOULD send me stuff, don't.

( THIS MEANS YOU, OBERLIN! )

1. Your name: jonez_zgweiler
2. Star sign: Aquarius
3. Place of residence: Middle-of-Nowhere, USA
4. What makes you happy? Seeing people in love.
5. What are you listening to now/last listened to? I Caught Fire - The Used
6. Do you read my journal? All the time.
7. If so, why? Closed Door. Same reason as the rest of your nutty fangirling fans. *^_^*
8. Interesting fact about yourself: My friends' nickname for me is "Mommy".
9. Tell me something random: I have proof that Vam exists. *^_^*
10. Favourite spot/place to be: In front of my laptop.
11. Your favourite lyrics (poetry or song): "In your eyes, I lost my place, could stay a while, and I'm melting in your eyes, like my first time, That I caught fire; just stay with me, lay with me now."
12. Best time of the year: winter, but only if there's snow.
13. Right or left handed: Right.
14. Favorite food: Sushi.
15. Coffee or tea (what type / flavor): Raspberry Royale Tea or White Chocolate Mocha Lattes.
16. What was your last dream about: Something really weird.
17: Last radio station listened to? Rock 104.
18. Last cuss word word uttered? Son of a Bitch (B/c my Ipod went off at 5:00 'cause I forgot to turn it off.
19 Best decade for music: 80's. Or today, sans American music.
20. Will you put this on your LJ so I can complete it there: That's where it's going.

RECOMMEND
1. a movie: ALW's The Phantom of the Opera
2. a book: Luna by Julie Anne Peters
3. artist/band, album, & song: Blaqk Audio - Cex Cells - Semiotic Love
4. Somethings else (lj friend, website, tv show, store, whatever): NCIS!

So... yeah.

Reason #1.)

As layout designer and co-editor of the School Newspaper, I was ecstatic at the though of finally being able to get out an issue, especially after the crap we went through concerning the first issue. I was running a bit late, but I told Peta it'd be ready to go by Monday.

And then... my harddrive crashed.

AGAIN!

Preceded first by my battery, of course. =_=;

Now granted, I still have everything, thankfully saved on a USB Drive, but now, it's either complete it duuring C++, where basically everything's blocked, or wait until NEXT Monday to go to print, 'cause it's the ONLY F-ing computer in the entire house with Publisher.
With five separate computers in the house, you'd figure at least ONE other one would have it.
Apparently not.

God this f-ing bites.

Reason #2)

I have been lost in Calculus since before the beginning of Christmas Break. Ergo, I've been putting off the homework as long as I can. Now, he (The teacher) wans to collect the notebooks at the end of the week.

I still have to turn in three sections worth of homework to be checked for the first time.

And even though I went to see him after school today... I'm still mostly lost.
A little better, granted, but still behind.

Grrr...

Reason #3

So, after months, scratch that, years, of not bothering to hep my any f-ing way, the Docs have finally decided that I need to get on a diet program.

So my mother has taken the liberty of trying to change my eating habits.
Instead of the usual 3 squares, I'm being forced to switch to 'six small feedings'.
"Like the skinny people do", apparently.

Well you know what, I finally understand why all those skinny bitches are whining about how they're always hungry during fourth period.

This also fucking bites.
I'm sure I'm come up with a few more fairly soon

Probably still in college, working on my PhD, trying deperately to get a job while trying to find true love... and... yeah.

*blinks*
*re-reads title*
*gigglesnort*

Oh shit.
...
I knew I shouldn't have updated my OTP listing.
Then the Koenma... Oh, it's too much.
*falls over laughing*

The Beatles should not be this funny.
*thinks very bad things*

Alright, before I get too much farther into this, I'm changing the song.

*Monty Python's Lumberjack Song comes up*
No.
*Mika's Lollipop comes up*
Definitely Not.
*Alice Cooper's Poison plays*
Oh sod it.
...
I give up.

*Leaves to read Doujinshi and other inappropriate stuff*

I went to the early screenin of 'The Kite Runner' last Thursday.
It was pretty good, except for the fact that Dreamworks slipped up and forgot to send us the reel with the first 15 minutes of the film on it.
Oh well. XD.

But while we were there, I was sitting with Peta and Sean, and of course, we're BS-ing about whatever we can think of. Then Peta spots my brother, down in on of the front rows, talking to Mrs. Cummings.

"Jon's a loser!" she yells, like only Peta can. So of course, Sean and I are laughing along.

When suddenly, Sean turns to me and says:

"I didn't know you had a brother."

"Yep. Jon." I replied.

"What's his last name?"

"Korpon."

"Why is it different?"

"Because my dad lives in Cleveland, and his lives in our house."

"Oh."

"My parents are divorced; his dad is my stepfather."

"I've never heard of anything like that."

"Well, then you're very lucky, Sean."

The look on Peta's face when Sean said that... It was almost one of horror.

"You mean you didn't think I existed?!?"
"I'm one of those kids!"
"My dad has kids from a previous marriage!"

I think if Sean was a turtle, he'd be firmly lodged in that shell for next century.

But truthfully, his comment shocked the hell out of me. And it's not like he said something offensive, it was just the fact that he had never been exposed to something that's so commonplace.

But I meant what I said - he is very lucky, indeed.

The best things come in threes...
Like wishes, strikes, and, well, you know... XD

( Should I make three cuts too? )

So I went to a friend's Halloween party last night.
Let's just say... It was as awkward as Hell.
Literally.

I mean, don't get me wrong, I had a blast catching up with old friends,
but when the ghosts of your past decide to rear their ugly head in the form of a schoolgirl costume and the sociopath wearing it, it can make any situation suffocating.

Oh, and of course, the fact that your best friend's BFF and your other friend's GF is a full-blown, blood-sampling vampire.

Or quote-unquote "Sanguinian".

Now, Don't get me wrong. I LOVE Vampires.
Much more than the average obsessive fangirl, believe it or not.

But this is just ridiculous.
I've heard of psychic vampires, and have even longed to meet a real one.
But a blood-drinking human?
*images of Hannibal Lecter begin appearing* *shudders*
And not the super-hot Gaspard Ulliel-type Hannibal, either.

And then all the talk of manipulating auras and energy and chi and ki?
*head spins*
Johnny H. Christ. Enough.

Sorry, but unless you have a DIRE need to drink blood- you shouldn't.
It's just... gross.
I draw the line at wearing your soulmate's around your neck.
And only if it's because it's part of your wedding vows.

But regardless, I saw the look in her eyes as he kissed her neck;
The sparkle in her eyes,
The smile on her lips,
Her hand on his cheek, his hand on her neck,
The laugh in her voice.

It was love.
In plastic vampire fangs.

And oh, how jealous I was.