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I live in the United States with my family. I live with four other people. I write, make art, photograph things. I like creepy things, but real gore scares me. I'm pretty open-minded to many things. Most of my friends revolve around the things I despise (drugs, sex, alcohol, etc.), but they're great people despite what I consider flaws. My creative expression is mainly what I care for in life. Without it, I'm good as dead.
Piercings, tattoos, body modifications, physical conditions, etc. = interesting as fuck. I'm going to be doing the same when I get old enough. I'm getting tons of piercings and some tattoos. I'm going to be corset training and seeing how small I can get my waist. And I'm a training contortionist (people with EXTREME flexibility due to joint-popping & loads of stretching). I like the weird looks from others and I adore the attention, whether bad or good.
I am straightedge (no promiscious sex, no illegal drugs/tobacco use, no alcohol). I find it pointless. I would prefer to give my virginity to someone I truly love instead of indulging my natural sex drive to a random person. I do not want to risk any bodily harm by using drugs/tobacco, plus I'm a penny pincher, so a little for that much money is a total NO! And I just don't like the idea of drinking yeast piss...oh, excuse me, flavoured yeast piss >_> I will talk to you if you do those things. Most of my best friends are druggies anyway XD
First impressions mean everything to me. Bad one, not much of a chance that I'm going to continue association with you. Good one, we could end up buddies ^^ & that's all I feel like telling about myself for now.
Anyway, back to the things that will fill these pages:
Things that make or break my day
Daily inspiration
Astrology
An alphabet section
Pop star updates
Skanky dresses of the days
Music reviews
Piercings & tattoos
Style inspiration
Website reviews
Icon Spotlights
Innopropiate jokes
My favorite celebrity bad boys/girls
Mixtape lists
My personal discoveries
Rants
Things related to my boyfriend
Intriguing things I ran into
Random shit about sex
and FAIL moments
plus anything other subjects that I adore..
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I think of my blogs as magazine articles hahah. XD
Keep your eye out for this ;D
Can one person change the world? Sure they can! It's been proven many times throughout history. Look at Hitler, Stalin, Alexander the great, Jesus , Joan of Arc. What makes a man or a women great? What made people follow them? They are all different. Some positive, some negative but all inspired people to lay down their lives.
People probably followed Jesus because went against the status quo (yes folks, Jesus was a rebel kind of like Martin Luther) and preached a message of love and compassion..him I understand. And Joan of Arc claimed her mission was from God so that I get too..kind of. But Alexander inspired people to fight in bloody wars for conquest, and Hitler motivated people to do horrible things to millions of people!Why?
I've read some of Hitlers writings...I was not inspired. But then again I'm not prejudiced. Does it take a certain "mindset" to follow certain people?
Lets look at Jesus. Who followed Jesus and why? Well, they were mostly, but not totally the poor , widowed and the outcast. The religious leaders and priests did not welcome his arrival and it appears when it came down to it most everyone abandoned him except his mother and Mary Magdalene.But martyrdom caused his population to rise once again and the message went on and was spread amongst the populace but still rejected amongst the religious leaders.
Hitler, on the other end of the spectrum, appealed to people through their hate, prejudice and bigotry. He fanned the flames their hatred and was able to make them think they were doing the right thing by torturing and annihilating the Jews and others!
I wish I could say that people of love and faith can not be inspired to do wicked things but look at the Christian holy wars, the Salem witch trials, Jim Jones , Fred Phelps and the Branch Dividian.
I can't help but think people are just looking for a band wagon to jump on regardless where it's going!
Apparently we love to fight, we love conflict and drama. Just look which posts make it to the top blog and get tons of reply's....the ones with the most conflict!
Are we twisted, evil or what? Send me some feed back thinkers!
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Dixie currently feels:
Bored
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Blog #63
Finally, I've done something right!
In effect, I've done a few things right...
But either way - from the beginning.
Nana woke me up - I got ready, sorted out my backpack, as I do.
Mam's bought Cheerios for me, saying I have to start eating breakfast. I don't eat much now. At home I'd only eat one meal at day - and that's what I ate at college, but I wouldn't be able to do that here, so I just eat what nana makes me. I'm resisting the delights of the FRIDGE OF RANDOMNESS.
I got the college bus, and because I don't start till 10:45, I sat around for nearly two hours.
I managed to fill that time with SOLITAIRE. I don't know how I'm able to sit and play that for great lengths of time... But I can only play it on Lisa - I can't play Solitaire on my PC for very long.
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In Media Studies, I showed Sarah the 2nd draft of our film trailer.
She says it's a lot better - asked me if I was pleased with it.
I shrugged - I'm not pleased with anything I do; but I will admit it's far better than the first draft.
It seems now I've finished both the webpage and the trailer.
Now I just need to assemble my research, re-write my statement of intention (because I fucking lost it, because I'm a knob!) and write the evaluations. Then there's my coursework.
At least I know I'm going into my exam with 50% of the course completed.
When Sarah looked through the mark scheme with me - she was comparing my work in the A grade band.
I was confused at why - I myself was looking at the B grade band...
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Lewis walked into town with me - he'd barely been standing at the bus stop with me for 2 minutes when the 492 turned up - so I said bye to him and got on it.
I love buses that stop like 2 metres away from the doorstep of the residence you reside in currently. :)
Nana made me chicken goujons and spaghetti hoops for lunch - rather delictable.
According to my Wii play time record - I've played 7 hours of World Tour today.
I'm really sick of it now - I'm at the stage where I've lost a bit of my concentration and I miss proper stupid notes on songs I can 100%.
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I want to write now.
I had an idea too - something similar to Regenbogen Streifen.
...I seem to be able to write negative things best. I can't write anything else - and that's if I can write at all.
I've downloaded some Tool.
Tool rank on my top bands for writing inspiration.
I feel I shall write that list. :)
Dixie's top 10 inspirational bands:
1. Rammstein
2. Blackmore's Night
3. King Diamond
4. Nightwish
5. Fairyland
6. Tool
7. Children Of Bodom
8. Slipknot
9. Nirvana
10. Skillet
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When I can be arsed finalising the trailer - I need to make a slight edit to the credit block at the end - I shall post it to YouTube.
There shall be happy shiny link here when that occurs.
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I, as a writer, am bi-polar. I add that caveat “as a writer” because in everyday life I’m not prone to great mood swings, I don’t take any medication; I am not clinically anything.
But as a writer – wait, let me expand on that – as a fiction writer, as opposed to my day job as a corporate shill, I am bi-polar. When I’m engrossed in crafting a new story, it’s a passionate obsession. I invent new dialogue while in the shower, I concoct plot twists while commuting, I spend all my free time ignoring my patient wife and scraping my nose against the screen of my laptop.
It’s exciting. As I’m writing a new book, I think my mind is giving birth to the next Pulitzer-Prize winning masterpiece. I think every burst of emotion is breathtaking, every revealing bit of character genius.
But once I’ve finish the book, my psyche gets whiplash from the sudden shift in mood. I’m happy, I’m inspired: BOOM, I recognize that my only accomplishment is wasting hundreds of pages on another unpolished junkfest. I become overcome with a great sense of hopelessness, and perhaps worst of all, I lose the motivation to write.
I find myself thinking I’ll give up fiction writing. I usually say that I write for fun, that it’s my hobby, but when I reach this stage of my bi-polar cycle, I can’t find any fun in it. I view the concept of trying to build interesting characters with unique viewpoints too daunting to ever want to attempt again. Character arcs, propulsive plots, internal conflicts; these are literary mountain peaks that I don’t have the intellectual tools necessary to climb. I just can’t do it.
I have ideas for other books, but I don’t have motivation to think them through, or to actually sit down and start writing one of them. I just can’t do it.
But then another mood swing will come, another pendulum shift that will send my mind soaring into the clouds of fictional invention, and I’ll be off writing again, ignoring my wife, rushing out of the shower with a wet towel wrapped around me to quickly jot down a new thought that changes the whole dynamic of my intended ending. And it will be exciting. And it will be fun.
The finished work will be junk, sure, but at least it will be fun, at least I’ll have my hobby back.
When that pendulum swings.
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