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So, I've decided I need a comprehensive list of all the movies I've seen. I'm an odd OCD-er.

Current count: 277


0-9
10 Things I Hate About You
101 Dalmations
2001: A Space Odyssey
28 Days Later
3:10 to Yuma
300
50 First Dates
A
A Bug's Life
A Clockwork Orange

A Goofy Movie
A Midsummer Night's Dream
A Series of Unfortunate Events
Across the Universe
Addams Family
Addams Family Values

Aladdin
Alice in Wonderland
American Psycho
Anastasia
And Now For Something Completely Different
Annie
Aristocats
Atlantis: The Lost Empire
Austina Powers: Man of Mystery
Austin Powers: The Spy Who Shagged Me
Austin Powers: Goldmember

B
Babe
Balto
Balto II: Wolf Quest
Bambi
Batman Begins
Batman Forever
Batman Returns
Beauty and the Beast
Becoming Jane
Bedknobs and Broomsticks
Beetlejuice
Benny & Joon
Big Fish
Birds
the Black Cauldron
Blades of Glory
Blazing Saddles
Blue Lagoon
Boondock Saints
Borat
Brave Little Toaster
Breakfast Club
Breakfast on Pluto
Brotherhood of the Wolf
Brothers Grimm
Bruce Almighty
Bug's Life
Burn After Reading

C
Carrie
Cars
Casanova
Casino Royale
Carrie
Cats & Dogs
Charlie & the Chocolate Factory
Charlotte's Web
Cheaper by the Dozen
Chicago
Children of the Corn
Chocolat
Christine
Christmas Story

Chronicles of Narnia: The Lion, the Witch and the Wardrobe
Chronicles of Riddick

Cinderella
City Lights
Cloverfield
Clueless
Constantine
Corpse Bride
Covenant
Coyote Ugly
Craft
Cruel Intentions
Cry-Baby
Curious Case of Benjamin Button

D
Daredevil
Dark Knight
Dark Half
Day After Tomorrow
Death Becomes Her
Devil Wears Prada
Disco Pigs
Donnie Darko
Down with Love

Dumbo
E
Eastern Promises
Edward Scissorhands
Eight Below
Elizabethtown
Ella Enchanted
Emperor's Club

Emperor's New Groove
Empire Records
Equilibrium

F
Fantasia
Fatal Attraction
Fight Club
Finding Nemo
Flubber
Flyboys
Forsaken
Fox and the Hound
From Hell

G
George of the Jungle
Get Smart
Golden Compass
Grease
Gypsy 83

H
Hannibal
Hannibal Rising
Harry Potter and the Sorcerer's Stone
Harry Potter and the Chamber of Secrets
Harry Potter and the Prisoner of Azkaban
Harry Potter and the Goblet of Fire
Harry Potter and the Order of the Pheonix
Heathers

Hercules
Hidalgo
History of the World - Part I
Holes
Honey, I Blew Up the Baby
Honey, I Shrunk the Kids
Honey, I Shrunk the Neighbors
House of Usher
Hunchback of Notre Dame

I
If...
I'm Not There
In Bruges

Incredibles
Inspector Gadget
J
Jacket
James and the Giant Peach
John Tucker Must Die

Jungle Book
Jurassic Park
Jurassic Park 3

K
Kill Bill, Vol. 1
Kill Bill, Vol. 2

L
Labyrinth
Lady and the Tramp
Lara Croft: Tomb Raider
Lara Croft Tomb Raider: The Cradle of Life
League of Extraordinary Gentlemen
Legally Blonde
Legally Blonde 2: Red, White and Blonde
Life of Brian
Lilo & Stitch
Lion King
Little Mermaid
Little Miss Sunshine
Little Rascals
Little Shop of Horrors
Little Women
Lord of the Rigs: Fellowship of the Rings
Lord of the Rings: The Two Towers
Lord of the Rings: Return of the King
Lords of Dogtown
Lost Boys

M
Machinist
Mamma Mia!
Man in the Iron Mask

Mary Poppins
Max Payne
Meaning of Life
Meet Joe Black
Mighty Joe Young
Milk
Miss Congeniality
Miss Congeniality 2: Armed and Fabulous
Miss Potter
Monster's Ball
Monsters, Inc.
Monty Python and the Holy Grail
Moonlight
Moulin Rouge
Mr. and Mrs. Smith
Mulan
Muppet Christmas Carol
Muppet Treasure Island
Murder by Numbers

N
National Treasure
Ned Kelly
Never Been Kissed

Newsies
Nightmare Before Christmas
Nights in Rodanthe
No Reservations
Notebook

O
Old Yeller
Oliver & Company
Once Upon a Time in Mexico
Order
Outsider
Outsiders

P
Pacifier
Pan's Labyrinth
Patriot

Peter Pan
Phantom of the Opera
Pink Panther
Pirates of the Caribbean: the urse of the Black Pearl
Pirates of the Caribbean: Dead Man's Chest
Pirates of the Caribbean: At World's End
Pocahontas
Practical Magic
Prestige
Pretty in Pink
Prime
Prince of Egypt
Princess Bride
Princess Diaries
Princess Diaries 2: Royal Engagement
Proof

Q
Quest for Camelot
Quick and the Dead

R
Rebel Without a Cause
Red Dragon
Red Eye

Reign of Fire
Remember the Titans
RENT
Return to Neverland

Return to Oz
Robin Hood
Robin Hood: Men in Tights
Rocky Horror Picture Show
Romeo + Juliet

S
The Santa Clause
Se7en
Secret Window
Serenity
Silence of the Lambs
Sinbad: Legend of the Seven Seas
Single White Female
Sky High

Sleeping Beauty
Sleepy Hollow

Snow White and the Seven Dwarves
Spaceballs
Speed Racer
Spiderman
Spiderman 2
Spiderman 3
Sweeney Todd: the Demon Barber of Fleet Street
Sword in the Stone

T
Tarzan
Thief and the Cobbler
Thumbelina
Titan A.E.
Titanic

Tom and Huck
Toy Story
Toy Story 2
Treasure Planet
Tristan & Isolde
Troy
Tuck Everlasting
Twilight
Two Weeks Notice

U
Underworld
Underworld: Evolution

V
V for Vendetta
Van Helsing
Village

W
Waitress
Wall-E
What's Eating Gilbert Grape
Willy Wonka & the Chocolate Factory

X
X-Men 1
X-Men 2: X-men United
X-Men 3: The Last Stand

Y
Z
Zodiac
* * *
Answer the following questions with the first thought that comes to mind. Then read which each answer means. [No cheating!]

1. You are not alone. You are walking in the woods. Who is with you?
It is me, only not me.

2. You are walking in the woods. You see an animal. What kind of animal?
A wolf.

3. What interaction takes place between you and the animal?
There is a moment of pure silence where we simply stare at each other, then the wolf turns and walks away.

4. You walk deeper in the woods. You enter a clearing, and before you is your DREAM house. How big is it?
A small shack; three rooms: kitchen, bed and bathroom

5. Is your dream house surrounded by a fence?
No

6. You enter the house. You walk into the dining room and see the dining room table. What do you see on AND around it?
The table is only a wooden one, with one seat at the far end. On it is a place mat with silverware put in their correct order and a glass but no plate. Next to the mat is an open book with the page marked

7. You exit the house and a cup is on the ground, what kind is it?
A blue mug

8. What do you do with the cup?
Nothing; I leave it

9. You walk to the edge of the property where you find yourself standing at the edge of a body of water. What kind of body of water is it?
A pristine, clear lake; I can see to the other side

10. How will you cross the water?
I will go around the lake

-------------------------- (WARNING: IF YOU WANT TO TAKE THIS QUIZ AFTER READING WHAT I HAVE FILLED IN DO NOT READ THE RESULTS BECAUSE IT WILL SPOIL THE WHOLE THING FOR YOU!!!!!!!! READ THE RESULTS ONLY AFTER YOUVE FILLED IT IN (If you want to)-------------------------------------------------

1. The person who you are walking in the woods with is the most important person in your life.

2. The size of the animal is representative of your perception of the size of your problems.

3. The severity of the interaction you have with the animal is representative of how you deal with your problems.

4. The size of your dream home is representative of the size of your ambition to solve your problems.

5. A lack of a fence is indicative of an open personality. People are welcome at all times. The presence of a fence indicates a closed personality. You'd prefer people not drop by unannounced.

6. If your answer did NOT include food, flowers, or people, then you are generally unhappy.

7. The durability of the material with the cup is made of is representative of the perceived durability of your relationship.

8. What you did with the cup is representative of your attitude.

9. The size of the body of water is representative of the size of your sexual desire.
(Then mine should've been a puddle lol )

10. The way you cross the water is representative to how easy or hard you expect your life to be.

* * *

This week has been so shitty.

And worse, it's been an internal shittiness. At least, with external problems, you can bitch and complain constantly. No one really allows purging when the problems can't be seen; no one can understand someone else's internal problems. Sometimes, I wish people would just listen.

But that makes me a horrible hypocrite. I, too, look down on problems not able to be comprehended by the naked eye. My logic is that if I can have my own problems and keep quiet, you can too, and you're a bad friend for not even trying when I try consistently. But then, if they do keep quiet, I force myself to be quiet as well, and I get stuck in this repetitive cycle.

My life is a repetitive cycle.

I am simply the flawed carbon copy of my flawed parents: paranoid, hypocritical, judgemental, possibly crazy. I can't deal with the strain of the real world, so I retreat to books and movies; yet, I look down on some of my peers who also do this, only a bit more apparently.

Everytime I'm alone, I try to refocus myself and hold on to the last tiny thread that is my soul. But then I go to school and am judged by 2,000+ people and suddenly, I have no sense of self. Who am I? What do I think? What do I believe? What do I feel? I don't know.

I'm the greatest person in the world - when I'm alone.

I chide myself for being judgemental and bitter, but as soon as I'm pushed right back into that situation, I do the exact same thing again. Everyday, I wake up and I do exactly what I did the last day - and I know I'll be doing the same thing tomorrow. Yet I hope so fervently for my life to change, to become better.

Do you know what the definition of insanity is? Doing the same thing over and over and expecting different results.

I don't seem to be going anywhere. My life is stuck in the washing machine on spin cycle and I feel like I'll never get to the drier.

Small note: That's why Ireland is so precious to me. Ireland is my drier; where I think I'm going to end up; the euphemism for my last chapter in my autobiography. If I'm not there, it means I'm nowhere close to the end. I'm just waiting for that end that ties the whole story together.

My life is a wheel; a book that's too packed with filler and inconsequential plot to ever finish.

I do hate stories that last too long.

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http://true-mad-hatter.livejournal.com/10150.html

Forgive me if I'm a little stale, sa-chan. It's been so long. 

And yes, I totally copped out because I just couldn't think of how to directly start off from where we were. So, I was thinking we could skip the whole killing scene? If that doesn't fly with you, I can always go back and change it. I just started immediately after she killed him and the others ran off. Or should she kill them all? Details, details. 


* * *
Confliction. Teen angst. Drama. Worrying about things that I no longer have control over. Being angry at life for what it throws at me. 

Um... what is "Things Maddy is Done With"? 

Ding ding ding! Correct!

Yes, it's true - this is my new leaf turned. My Mid-Year's Resolution. 

My party was fun, amazingly so. It had a ton of great moments, and that's all I'm going to remember. 

Fuck the other stuff.  

* * *
I'm just feeling a bit lonely, so I'm trying to keep busy. 

Stolen from Sarah <3

 SO FAR IN 2008 :

1. Have you had a gf/bf?
Nope. I'm fairly sure I'll go out the same, but I'm okay with that.

2. Have you had your birthday?
Nah, still 15 - but anxiously waiting!

3. Been to church?
Last Sunday - Easter. That damn priest insulted me.

4. Cried?
Oh, innumerable times. I don't seem to be able to think for more than five minutes without tearing up. That's probably not a good sign, but I don't know what to do about it. 

No, that's a lie; I think I do. I just don't have the guts.

5. Had someone close to you pass away?
Metaphorically, yes; physically, no.

6. Pulled an all nighter?
Most definately. I'm not too fond of sleeping anymore.

7. Drank Starbucks?
Always <3

8. Gone shopping?
Not as much as I would've liked.

9. Gone to the movies?
Most definately.

10. Been to the beach?
No, but that's about to change.

11. Bought something for over $200?
Hell no.

12. Met someone new?
I'm pretty sure...

13. Been out of your home state?
Nope, but again, thats about to change.

14. Gone snowboarding?
Never have.

15. Slept in a friend's bed?
Probably! 

16. Snuck someone over?
Not yet.

17. Snuck out of your own house?
... And go where?

18. Been in a bar?
Nope.

19. Lied?
Yes, sadly.

20. Gotten a car?
No. *tear*

21. Kissed a stranger?
I wish. That'd be a helluva story.

22. Drove somewhere?
Tried - didn't work so well.

23. Done something you regret?
Oh, hell yes. Many things

24. Things you bought lately?
James Deab poster <3

25. Person you last hugged?
Xiao...?

26. Last person to call you?
Ariel.

27. Last time you took a bubble bath?
Ugh.... I might take one tonight.

28. When was the last time you felt stupid?
Since this year began? Nearly every day.

29. When was the last time you walked/ran over a mile?
Yesterday, Tom sawyer Park, ftw.


30. Who was the last person who saw you cry?
No one. I'm an expert at hiding it.

31. last person you watched a movie with?
Stephanie, I think.

32. Who was the last person you danced with?
Erm... no one?
33. Who last told you they loved you?
Katie. <3

34. Who makes you smile most?
Oddly enough, the same person who makes me cry the most. 

But I guess that's how it goes, right?

35. What are you listening to right now?
Marvin Gaye.

36. What did you do yesterday?
Lived.

37. Hugs or kisses?

Hugs are most welcome. Kisses aren't, unless they're something cheesy like on my head or hand.
~*~*~*~
[You and Others]

Are you special?
Of course.

If yes, what makes you special?
I'm not sure.

If no, then why?


What attracts you to the opposite (or same) sex?
Humour, intelligence, obscure knowledge; romaticism; I always seem to like the people who really don't need me. I don't know why.  

What do you think makes you appeal to others?
Humour (sometimes really crappy, cheesy humour, but humour nonetheless), uniqueness, kindness

Exactly what makes a person attractive?
Their eyes; their personality.

Do you feel comfortable in crowds?
Never. I get claustrophobic and uncomfortable; I hate it.

Do you feel comfortable being touched (Hugged etc) by other people?
As long as I know and like them, yes.

Do you feel comfortable sharing possessions with others?
I feel greedy saying no, but I am a bit protective of my things.

Do you feel comfortable trusting others?
Not so much lately.

Who, or what, has been the biggest positive influence on your life?
My books. Oh, and my friends. lulz

Who, or what, has been the biggest negative influence on your life?
My own mind 

Who has been the greatest support to you?
Sarah and Ariel. <3

Who has been a hindrance or annoyance in your life?
Many things.

Do you find it easy to admit you're wrong?
To some people, yes; to others, I live up to my astrological sign.

Do you find it easy to apologize?
Depends on what I did. It seems that the worse my actions were, the harder it is to say I'm sorry.

[Recent Things]


What was the last dream you remember?
One I'm going to keep to myself.

What do you think that dream was trying to tell you?
I'm not sure; my subconscious is not something to be trusted.

What was the last thing you said to someone?
... Bye?

And the purpose for saying it?
Telling someone good-bye.

What was the last good deed you did for someone?
If I did do one, it was so miniscule I can't remember it. I have a large one in mind, but I'm not sure I have the courage to do it.

What was the last bad turn you did for someone?
I'm not sure. People are so damn secretive, I don't think they'd tell me whether or not I've offended them, intentionally or not.

When was the last time you smiled?
Some random time at school.

Why did you smile?
Prob'ly because of some stupid joke.

Who was the last friend you spoke to?
Sarah, then Will.

What do you think of that friend?
She's fabulous. <3


How do you feel now?
Vulnerable.

[Reactions]

How do you react to:

A couple being affectionate together:
A bit uncomfortable. I think it's sweet, but still - not the time or place.

A homosexual couple being affectionate together:
The same as a straight couple.
 
A sex scene on TV/Film:
Uncomfortable if I was watching with a family member, but fine if it was with a friend.

A person in tears before you:
I'd give them a hug or a hand on the shoulder as comfort, but ultimately leave them alone. I think personal contact is more comforting than words.

Someone being bullied/attacked:
Depends on who. A friend in need - hellz yes, I'd help. But I usually apply a Darwinistic outlook when it comes to strangers.

A tragedy or accident in the News:
If there wasn't a child involved, I'd be relatively okay.

Some scandal on someone famous/important in the News:
Laugh - long, loud and hard.  

Charity advertisements (TV or otherwise):
Change the channel (harsh, I know)

Praise from friends/loved ones:
It makes me awkward, but I mean, who does't like praise? 

Insults from friends/loved ones:
I become hurt and defensive. Yes, tell me when I'm doing something stupid, but tell me in a way that makes it seem that you care about me.

Praise from strangers:
Awkward.

Insults from strangers:
Passive-aggressively insult them back.

[Opportunity]


If the opportunity came, would you sooner:

Travel to see a long lost old best friend, or a loved one:
A loved one, I suppose. But I just want to travel.

Go out partying all night or stay in at home:
Depends on who would be at the parties.

Move to live in a new city, or live where you were raised:
New city. I'm tired of this rut.

Date a celebrity, or stick with what you know:
Again, depends on the celebrity.

Start a career in music or within acting:
Acting - I can't sing.

Become rich or famous:
Maddy likes money.

Live within a large house or small apartment:
Large house - as long as it's in Ireland.

Marry young and live happily ever after, or have multiple fun flings forever:
Hm.... not to keen on marrying, but I want a true love.

Become known for famous or infamous deeds:
Infamous; it's just more fun.


[The Future]


What are you going to do after this?
Sleep, hopefully. Though, with my track record, that's unlikely.

What are you going to do tomorrow?
Keep on living.

What are your plans for the next five years?
Graduate, go to college, move.

What do you honestly think will happen in another five years?
I just gotta hope something good.

Have you changed within the past five years?
Truly and utterly.

Do you think you'll change within another five years?
I hope so.

What career did you want as a child?
Teacher.

What career do you want now?
Teacher/writer

Do you want to live to be 100?
No way in cold, dark, freezing, Dantean hell. 

Do you believe in life after death or reincarnation?
Reincarnation. I often wonder how I'll come back.

[Finally]


What do you want now?
To not be so uncharacteristically miserable.
 
How are you going to get/do it?
I don't know.

What question do you wish you were asked?
What do you want?

How would you answer that question?
Answers.

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&nbsp;
MY SISTER JUST GOT INTO UK

Yeah, my blood - that's right. Pharmacy school! 100 grand a year!

" Congratulations! The Admission Committee at the University of Kentucky College of Pharmacy has recommended your tentative acceptance into the Professional Program in Pharmacy effective the Fall semester of 2008. Your acceptance is tentative because you will likely still have coursework to complete between now and when school begins in August. In turn, the College Administration has recommended to the University’s Admission office that you be admitted to the University of Kentucky.

Within the next two weeks, you will receive an official letter of tentative acceptance along with other materials. If you have any questions, please feel free to contact our office.

Again, congratulations!

Phyllis Nally

Director of Admissions"

I'M SO HAPPY FOR HER! <3

* * *
People keep saying I'm sad. 

"Oh, you look so sad."

"Oh, what's wrong?" 

"You sound like something's bothering you"

I don't think I'm sad. Well, I don't know. I guess you can't really call yourself happy when every chance you get, you dream of dropping everything and running for a new country with a new life and new possibilities. 

I know I never could actually do it; there's too many people I'd miss. My family, my friends..... But I keep dreaming about it.  Especially when I think about certain things.

If I am sad at all, that has to be the reason. I'm finally realizing that I can't just leave everything and head for Ireland; it's not practical. But aren't dreams supposed to be impractical? 

People always seem to laugh when I say I have to move to Ireland. 

'Why Ireland?'

 When I say Ireland, you probably picture just another country, possibly with a bit more potatoes. But thats not what I picture.

I picture rolling green hills with lush grass that soft enough to serve as a bed; I picture looking out the window of a small stone shack, watching a light mist of rain fall; I picture walking along an unpaved road, greeting perfect strangers and having them wave back; I picture laying down in a field of green and simply laying there for hours. 

That is my Ireland. And I think I'd die without it. 

So, maybe I am sad. But there's no use asking why; I'd never be able to explain it.

* * *
If you got someone you can say goodbye to.

Wow, so Maddy's Law of only coming to Livejournal to rant, be emo, or to spam the webz up with even more delightful memes still seems to be holding true. I've come today to do the first and foremost. 

Once again, this is for me alone - my catharsis is all that's on my mind. If you have any negative comments, go tell 'em to your motha cause I don't wanna hear it. 

 
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Wow, I have lyke, two friends on here? I'm not expecting masterpieces. XD

 If you read this, if your eyes are passing over this right now, [even if we don't speak often] please post a comment with a COMPLETELY MADE-UP AND FICTIONAL memory of you and me. It can be anything you want - good or bad - BUT IT HAS TO BE FAKE. When you're finished, post this little paragraph on your blog and be surprised [or mortified] about what people don't actually remember about you.

* * *
&nbsp;
My heart is heavy, but my mind is full:

True lovers are meant to be together, and should be kept as so. For if they are forced apart, then they must travel out into the world to find a new mate, thus making more people unhappy. For no person could be with one and love another and still be happy. And no one could go living and loving in a one-sided relationship and be joyous. Content? Maybe. But no joy.

"Write about what you know" is an absurd concept. If you are a mediocre writer, then yes, you should only choose topics that you have extensive knowledge in; otherwsie, you'll never find the words for a successful description. But, if you are a good - no, a fabulous writer, your topics should only be things that you haven't the foggiest about. Then your imagination is not chained by reality and you can think up the most gifted stories ever.

You never value anything until it is gone; even in writing this, I have proved that.

The only joy in writing comes from that solitary moment where you realize that your writing has affected someone else.

Written words are beautiful, like a newly formed butterfly; spoken words are a sick bastardization, like a moth.

If romance is dead, the culprit is logic.

* * *
I didn't get into GSA. 

I just got the letter today. 

They decieved me - am I the only one who thinks that the big envelope is supposed to be a good thing?

I wouldn't expect much writing from me. 

My self-esteem is about as low as a blimp in China. 

It'll pass - hopefully. 

Until then, I just need to wallow. 

~R.I.P.~
Heath Ledger
1979 - 2008 
 

* * *
Okay, I know. Technically, it's two days after. But I really wrote this yesterday as a true catharsis and it worked..... for a little while. 

 Warning: Confused angst up ahead. 


~R.I.P.~
Heath Ledger
1979 - 2008


* * *
&nbsp;Oh, god...... I can't stop crying. Literally. And it's so insane to think about: just four hours ago, I was fine. I had a pretty good day at school, I came home, I took a nap - just a simple two hour nap - and when I wake up, my world falls apart. 

I feel oh-so-lovingly pathetic for this, seeing that he was just an actor. But he wasn't just an actor.  I didn't just love him because he was adorable or he had this wonderful accent that always made you smile; I wasn't that shallow. Yes, I admit, I did love those things, but.... he was so good at what he did. He drew you into a movie and hypnotized you. Granted, he couldn't play every part known to man - only one known actor has been able to achieve that compliment. But the parts he did play, he was wonderful at. Everyone knows the movies he was in; he was definitely a presence. I'm devastated. Did you know he had a two year old daughter? This is just... surreal.

Here's to you, Heath Ledger. You were more than a name in the credits to some of us; more than just an Australian prettyboy; more than a pampered celebrity in the tabloids. We cared for you - about you. You made us smile and laugh and cry. You brought joy simply by doing what you loved. My TV screen never lit up brighter than when you were on it. I just hope your family is alright. 

Ledger was found dead in his hotel room in the SoHo neighborhood of New York City on January 22, 2008. Ledger's body was found around 3:26 p.m. EST by a housekeeper and a massage therapist, who entered the bedroom to find him face-down and unconscious in bed with sleeping pills on a nearby night table. They moved his body to the floor and called authorities. Police do not suspect foul play but have not ruled out suicide or an accidental overdose.

*R.I.P*
Heath Ledger
April 4th, 1979 - January 22nd, 2008
 

Current Place of Bodily Residence:
The corner of Denial and Anger
Horrorshow? Or not?:
Utterly crushed
* * *
&nbsp;It is a statement that is so true, it hurts. In books, so many wonderful things can happen! That's the appeal of writing: it's a world made exclusively by you. Anything you want, anything you crave, any outlandish, impossible, fantastic plot you can think of - it all comes true! All you have to do is put it into words. Who cares if anyone likes it? Many people are unhappy with the world, but the Creator (if he exists) just flips the bird and says 'screw you'! And you don't ever have to share it; no one has to know about it. The next great American novel is laying under someone's bed right now, collecting particles of dust on it's fabulous pages, and will continue to do so until the writer either feels s/he is ready to unleash her/his soul unto the world. Or they die. Whichever comes first. The freedom that gives! No judgement, no rules, no regulations; just you and your thoughts and your words. It's unthinkable. I never want to share my writing. Is that selfish? I think I'm just being careful. Vulnerability is not one of my favorite attributes; recent events have proven that. 

I love my horoscopes lately:

"Taurus, Dec. 13th: Judge and evaluate your relationships by what that person has done for you in the past, not the pretty words that come out of their mouth."

"Taurus, Dec. 15th: You're not at ease except with those who are willing to take a chance with you and put something of themselves on the line."

They narrate a good portion of my feelings. It could be that I'm just taking a vague message and applying it to my life, but if the largest religion in the world can do that, why can't I? If it gives me the understanding and courage I need, what does it matter? And I do need courage; willpower is a fruitless attempt in my world. But I'm going to change that. 

I've had an epiphany. Although, I'm not sure it counts since it is the eighth one all referring to the same subject. And I've followed up with none. But I'm making another try. 

He's not ready - not able to give up a part of himself. Not to me, at least. I hate to seem self-centered in saying that's what I need someone to do, but that seems to be a case. And since he isn't ready, it's pointless to pine. I guess we all must pine for someone once in our lives. Although, I must admit, mine has been a bit of an unfair amount. But it doesn't matter. 

When everything is wrong, we move along.

And I will. It may take a little bit, and it won't be all that easy. But I've done it before and I can do it again. Hopefully, I'll come out a bit smarter. 

So, until I am ready
My soul will be steady
In a box sealed
Until it's revealed
And meant to be read;
It's under my bed.

When all is done and said
It's still under my bed. 

No comforting comments, please; I feel fine. ^^

Current Place of Bodily Residence:
Nirvana of the Soul
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 Wow, the only time I come on here is to post rant journals, emo journals, or memes! XD

Meme time. :3

SO IF YOUR LIFE WAS A MOVIE, WHAT WOULD THE SOUNDTRACK BE?
So, here's how it works:
1. Open your library (iTunes, Winamp, Media Player, iPod, etc)
2. Put it on shuffle
3. Press play
4. For every question, type the song that's playing
5. When you go to a new question, press the next button
6. Don't lie and try to pretend you're cool...


Opening credits: Love is Alive - The Judds

Prison Song: The Minstrel's Prayer - Cartel

Waking up: Rent - RENT (Well, I like that one!)

First day of school: Hey Jude - The Beatles

Falling in love: How to Save a Life - The Fray

Fight song: Say My Name - Sick Puppies (Lovers quarrel XD)

Breaking up: Me & Mr. Jones - Amy Winehouse

Prom: Go It Alone - Beck (Well, that's not pathetic)

Life: Vindicated - Dashboard Confessional

Mental Breakdown: Pain - Jimmy Eat World

Driving: Rental Car - Beck (Too freaky..... XD)

Flashback: That Time - Regina Spektor (Nice!)

Getting back together: A - Cartel

Wedding: I'll Cover You -RENT (Aaaaw..)

Birth of a child: Denise - Randy & the Rainbows (My child is named Denise)

Final Battle: Bodies - Smashing Pumpkins

Death Scene: The Suffering - Cohed & Cambria

Funeral Song: Into the Ocean - Blue October

End Credits: My True Story - Joe Rene

Holy fuck. XD

I have a feeling my movie is a tragedy. 

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Fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuckity fucker fucking fuck!

And more words to that association!

Goddamnit, truly and utterly!

I forgot about you!

I got over you!

I GOT OVER YOU!

I forgot about YOU!

Completely!

As much as I could. 

I was so proud of myself. 

No, I hadn't really dated or liked anyone else. 

Maybe some, but not a lot. 

But that wasn't because of you!

But maybe it was. 

Maybe I was lying to myself. 

Because, suddenly, one day, after MONTHS-

Nearly a YEAR!

Of not speaking, of no acknlowedgement WHATSOEVER!

You talk to me again. 

And, no, I don't get angry; I don't act pissy

I don't even give a cold shoulder. 

No

I fucking give you advise!

I counsel you!

And actually try to help you with your problems!

It's like some bad life-story from a pathetic, emo girl's writing. 

Why did you come back?

Why are you talking to me?

What made you jump back into my life, if only by this small margin?!

What is wrong with me?

Current Place of Bodily Residence:
The corner of Fuck and Fuck!
Melody:
Fucking Fucker - The Fuck of Fuckingville
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Okay, emo rant ahead. So, if me being emo to let out my emotions and having the common decency to do it on here where you're not forced to listen to it is going to piss you off or make you see me differently, then just don't read. 

This is a catharsis FOR ME. I'm not in the mood to deal with any shit. 

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So, today, I've been thinking. 

Which, for me, is a bad thing to do, and today proves it right. 

When I think, I remember. 

And when I remember, I'm reminded why I never want to. 

I just remember all the mistakes I've made, and all the things that could've happened, and all the things that should've happened, and how Fate just keeps screwing me over in most departments. 

I'm so fucking tired of being looked down on. 

What the fuck did I do in a past life to deserve this fresh hell?

I must've been goddamn Hitler. Or at least a relative. 

Even if all that's happening truly means nothing (and I admit, it could)

The way it makes me feel just isn't right. 

Why does nothing seem to be going for me?

Almost every fucking person, even my peers!, seem to look down on me. 

I'll never be good enough for this egotistical and shallow society, where a dress size is more important than how you treat people. And SAT scores are better than how creative you can be. 

Where, if you aren't told how to do everything little fucking thing, it will lead to chaos! 

Its goddamn Legalism! I thought we evolved people!

I'm so worn out from worrying about EVERYTHING. 

My clothes, my hair, my face, my waist, my mind, my personality......

I'm forced to go to school with a plastered smile and a good attitude, even when I feel like dying!

Because, if I don't, everything will turn to shit. 

People think their better than you; people think you think you're better than them. 

Can't we just be fucking equal?!

Are we such a competitive society that that can't be accomplished?!

No, they make us compete for everything!

Grades, friends, money, love.......

Why is it just one giant poker game?!

And I feel like I have the lowest hand. 

I just want to go to sleep and never wake up. 

I want to go to my dreams.

That seems to be the only place where I am truly happy. 

And, now, society is making me feel bad for even presuming to have them. 

I'm just so tired of caring.

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The cats in your house
To save the mouse;
Satellites told you now....

I miss Newsies....

I'M-A GONNA GO WATCH EET! ;D

Pointless journal.  

But this is my new favorite song.
Current Place of Bodily Residence:
The corner of Bored and Reminiscent
Horrorshow? Or not?:
Quite agreeing
Melody:
The Cats In Your House - Kiss Kiss
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I LITERALLY CAN'T BREATHE!

Sa-chan, your nervousness has passed on to me, because I am freaking out right now!

I'm so happy and excited and scared and nervous.....!

AND ITS, LYKE, FIVE MONTHS AWAY!

Okay, only Sarah knows what I'm talking about. 

Ariel, you should read this!

Go here --> http://www.kentuckygsa.com/about/default.asp

Reeaaad.....

Horrorshow? Or not?:
Sincerely fucked-up Sincerely fucked-up
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