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FUCKING PRICK...
For the majority of the day, I've not felt the best. I've been slightly lapsed for a while now - but Shelly did manage to cheer me up slightly. We played Canis Canem Edit together and Guitar Hero 5.
Shelly came at about 3 in the afternoon because she was spending the night after coming with us to Ian's Halloween party.
Mam had bought mini bags of Haribo Starmix for the brats who knock on the door and she said I couldn't have any - but I snaffled some when she wasn't looking. :P
Although the party was pretty good - I had a laugh with Christine, talked with Laura about film-making, talked with Mark about games - had a laugh with Lisa and her friend in the kitchen - drank a few bottles of iron brew WKD and cuddled up with Shelly on the sofa for a while - it was dad who had to go and ruin it.
And he didn't just ruin the party for me - he ruined the whole of tonight. He's SUCH a fucking ARSEHOLE.
He's starting to make me hate him again. A while back I disliked mam for being bitchy all the time, but she's settled down, she's just a knob when it suits her - but dad's a total fucking prick all the time.
And this is tripled, maybe even quadrupled when he's drunk.
He ALWAYS, without fail - will upset me when I'm drunk - but apparently he upset Christine as well - he upset Shelly by being a general arsehole, touching her up - and not just her, Lisa and Amy as well - and I know that mam wasn't best pleased with him either.
Not only this - but when we got home - Shelly and I were cuddled up on the floor and duvet pile together - some chavs had set fire to a car outside, so we had mam mooching about being generally nosey - all these fire engines and police cars going by at two in the morning with their lights and sirens going - then this inflamed car decided to start randomly EXPLODING. Shelly and I were just like SERIOUSLY WTF.
After this drama, we all settled down and tried to get back to what we were doing - dad decides to blunder about naked on the landing, throwing up all over the carpet and the suitcase by the ottoman. So he's being noisy, as well as flashing everything to Shelly who was unfortunate enough to catch a glimpse when she was going to the toilet.
And as a result of him throwing up everywhere - he kept mam awake as well as us - he was pissing about mopping everywhere up with toilet roll for about 45 minutes - then there was the racket of mam getting the mop bucket out.
It was like the first time in ages I was in a reasonable mood, I wasn't TOO depressed - thus rendering my sex drive reasonably okay - and he just had to go and turn me RIGHT off. Vomit is one of my phobias, for a start - but I couldn't feel at all comfortable knowing he was falling about like a twat on the landing outside the door and mam was dragged away to clean up after him.
I felt really sorry for her actually - I'm just glad she didn't have work on Sunday and dad did - ha, the twat, that'll fucking teach him.
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Party photos:
Me, as an evil deranged jester - and Ian as The Crow. :D
Shelly and I. :D
Mam, myself, Shelly and dad - as Yoda. :S
Amy, Dan, Ian, Mark and Laura. :D
Christine and Roger. :D
VAMPIRE GIRLFRIENDS
ME AND THE HUBBY
DEAD LADIEZZ
EMILY'S A MAN EATER!!
BE DEAD
IM A FRANKENSTEIN GIRL, BABY!
-=kink
she walked into the shop
and the windows broke,
the coffee crashing down
as this angel spoke.
I might've survived if it weren't for her eyes
that were eating mine up
she wanted a job so I brought her the forms
with my eyes held shut.
Was this love?
I wondered cause I'd never been
so absolutely jello-ed by a girl.
Was this love?
What other reason could there be
when such a little thing could break a world?
Was this love?
I knew that if she didn't get this job
then I would never know
Was this love?
so I told the boss that I would train her thoroughly from head to toe.
On that day
in my heart
a castle rose
a mansion fell apart
Love with us was such a waking up
warm and foggy as a coffee mug
a burning thing
full of steam
learning us
savoring
[I walked into the shop
expecting nothing but no's
rubbed my bleary eyes
last night still on my clothes
Then I stopped in the door ‘cause I'd seen him before
my tongue suddenly thick
but I needed a job so he brought me the forms
like a conjuring trick.
Was this love?
This deja vu was turned into a pinball
ringing in my tilted head.
Was this love?
I couldn't understand how he had jumped offstage and landed here instead,
Was this love?
so I case the place for inspiration on the walls
and then my coffee cup
Was this love?
as I tried to think of clever things to say
to make him look back up.
On that day
in my head
movies played
of things he said,
constantly rewinding,
nothing there to remind me
that I don't believe in love]
Love with us was such a waking up
warm and foggy as a coffee mug
strong at first
best served fresh
beautiful
at it's worst
Yeah
Craving: ...Chicken?
Hoping: My driver's test tomorrow ends well
Annoyed by: Mother's nagging, my laptop being stupid
Lurking: the forum
Need to do: Dust the tables, clean up that sticky mess from god knows were, vacuum, shower, lineart for RG's pic, work on my fanfic
Wondering about: what to make for dinner, how hard the JP11 form is to fill out, my new hours at work, when the lab opens
Kitsune no Tora is feeling: Strangely tired, moody
I haven't really been sleeping well. The past few days have been better than earlier this week, as I actually slept, but those nights have produced some rather odd dreams.
Sunday, Monday and Tuesday nights I hardly slept at all. I just hovered around the area that you're dreaming, but you know you are and are awakened by every little sound, and don't actually get much rest. Those days were the ones that my fanfic was weighing especially heavy on my mind, and I was especially frustrated that I couldn't get anything out.
Wednesday and Thursday nights I managed to get out of my fanfic-funk and actually sleep, but I had some rather strange dreams.
The first one makes me wonder about my sanity, to be quite honest. ^^; In the dream my extended family and I had been kidnapped by a rather strange looking man who, after thinking about it, is quite similar to the demeanor and appearance of the Millennium Earl from D.Gray-Man, which I have been reading recently. Although I don't think he was as extreme in his appearance, definitely more human-like. XD Anyway, we were being held in a house that looked strangely similar to my grandmother's, only much larger and with a few rooms I didn't recognize, and we were being constantly watched by video camera held on tripods, cranes, etc. At one point we left down this tunnel to join hundreds of other people I will assume were in the same boat as me in some auditorium, where a floating dog that acted like a mascot ran around and introduced us to our captor, who came on a big screen in the front of the room. He announced a contest of some sort. One person from each family would be chosen to participate, and the final winner would be able to take their family and leave.
I was picked, of course.
And, of course, the contest games were terrible, horrible. I don't remember what really any of them were, I just have a very deep impression that they really weren't pleasant. Cruel, and even sexual at times. Thinking about it, I get the feeling that I would rather have it blocked than not.
I woke up in the middle of one, so I don't know the ending. XD
The dream I had last night wasn't as bad, but still pretty bad. It started out at some school, like a community college. I guess I was taking classes there. It wasn't like the one I go to right now. Anyway, I was taking a Trigonometry classs. For some reason, it was held outdoors. It was constantly windy, so windy that it made it impossible for me to hear the teacher. Either that or there was music blasting (lol, it was Gackt), but no one else seemed to care about it or have trouble listening, either. I was totally lost as my teacher showed us some random thing.
Eventually my protests got through and we got moved indoors, but we got moved to this pool area. It wasn't very large, and the entire area was covered in this pinkish-beige tile, even the ceiling, and the pool was in the middle, with this huge tile half-wall surrounding it from the outside. We all sat around the pool with our notebooks while he taught at some random whiteboard in the front of the room, near the door. It was a very inclosed space, I remember.
Then, it went all zombie apocalypse. Think Highschool of the Dead, if you've ever read it. It was almost exactly like it. We all hunkered down in the pool area, crunched together on the half-wall. I nearly had a nervous breakdown, I did. I hated going to that school, and had wanted to go home ever since I got there. And then I couldn't, ever again, most likely.
Eventually we were found by the zombies because this doofus (as always) decided to check outside and had shouted that it was all clear, and being that the entire area was all tile the sound echoed and amplified and attracted them all. There was a big fight, with my classmates (and me, somehow I had gotten a hold of a pipe) were fighting off the zombies, both of which were being thrown in the pool, which turned a sickly, bloody color. Me and (my suddenly appearing) friend from high school, Venneta, managed to escape the pool area and get somewhere quiet with a group of other kids. I had to constantly remind them to be quiet or we'd attract them, the idiots. >.> (Luckily my friend listened to me and helped, haha.)
We were in the middle of a food raid (which resulted in having to explode a car to distract all the zombies from us) when I woke up. The first thing I did was shudder, then joke: I really need a zombie plan. XDD
Anyway, those were my weird dreams. I usually don't get nightmares, which is why this is strange to me. I wonder where they came from.
PS: I managed to start something I like for my fanfic, but it's starting in a rather abstract and philosophical tone, which I don't like much. I guess I'll have to deal with what I have, and then change it for subsequent chapters. Hopefully I won't confuse anyone with the sudden change of tone. XD
Goodnight, digital abyss.
Second day back....
So what did I do on WoW today?
Well I got infected with a zombie virus. Yay Halloween fun. It didn't take me long to figure out that I could infect others too. So since I ws bored I decided to have some fun. I got my mage (Iccess) out and fucked with the world of warcraft. I went to Undercity first. And tested out the infection on some mage trainers and guards....both turned. :) So I figured I might be able to infect the entire city.....that would have been awesome......ha ha ha ha ha......evil.....lol So I figured my only chance was to get a large army built up of smaller levels (30-40s) then take on the larger levels (gaurds 65+) one at a time. I chose an area where I could infect a mass population then blew myself up to spread the virus quickerr. Ran back and bam! 10 more flesh eating zombies. Unfortunely the plan failed though. Once my new army of zombies appeared 2 secnds later 6 level 65 gaurds spawned. They killed them off so quick I couldn't get reinfected. This did prove to be a valuable learning experience. I wondered the streets of Undercity pondering my next attack. I noticed in the corners of the cities' halls were infected roachs. So ofcourse I killed one. And bam! I'm infected again. I decided to take on another area. This time a town instead of a city. I looked for something small but not tiny like the cross roads where I had originally been infected. Splintertree Post was the destination I decided upon. I infected the entire town and made a level 60 run off. That made me smile. I took a break for a bit then decided to hop back over to the Barrens (uninfected).....the infection had run rampid there at the cross roads. There had to be at lease 15 people infected there with a couple higher levels and skulls in the mix. I decided to fuck with them....the higher levels would try to charge towards me to kill me. I would then play chicken with them. I waited till they got right to me and then I'd teleport behind them and ran off laughing. Hit them with ice barriers a couple times freezing the lower level zombies. Then came back on my mount and rode right into the crowd circling and hoping over there heads.....I did this for quite a while since I was the last survivor. I decided I needed to give them a run for their money. I'm pretty sure I was pissing them off with my blinking threw space on them....lol. Dorks kept falling for it though. I also unleashed my new Ice/Water minion on them....he held his ground for a bit....that was cool. I stood afar watching as 10 of them wailed on him for a mintune or so. After a while though some level 70s showed up and killed them off. One of them whispered to me and said "Why are you fighting?" (Basically saying I would get my ass handed to me by the zombies.....which made me smile cause they hadn't been able to catch and kill me) I replyed...."For the fun of it." That shut Mr Smart Ass up. His response was only. "Ahhh" He had no response....Ha Ha. This is where my stories ends my friends. Just wanted to let anyone know that was interested in creating a ultimate charactor you should make a mage. If they can't catch you they can't kill you. Unless they're a warlock then your just screwed and cursed.......lol
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