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
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:
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".
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".
- Location:Home
- Mood:
cheerful - Music:Bram Stoker's Dracula
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?... )
( Why yes, I am aware that I have a thing for rich arrogant bastards and supernatural psychopaths. Why do you ask?... )
- Location:Living Room Couch
- Mood:
horny - Music:Christina Aguilera - Genie in a Bottle
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*
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*
- Location:living room couch
- Mood:
pissed off - Music:none

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.
- Location:Faja's Pad
- Mood:
excited - Music:I Dont wanna Stop - Ozzy Osbourne
- Location:Faja's
- Mood:
tired - Music:Across the Universe - Girl
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... )
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... )
- Mood:
lethargic
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... )
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... )
- Location:Dad's
- Mood:
frustrated - Music:Christophe Willem - Jacques a dit

