Damaris

I really do *not* know why you think I'm jealous of you...that was an extraordinary comment of yours. (Not to mention arrogant, but then, that pretty much goes without saying when talking about you.) I can't think of a reason I'd be jealous of you - other than that you've finally found a man, and if *that's* what you think I'm jealous of, you've really got me all wrong.

Secondly, I *did* once say I wanted to kill him....I just remembered that...which was an extraordinary comment from *me*. Could we all just accept that my feelings towards him are seriously weird and aren't going to sort themselves out for a while? And then I'll stop saying anything about him and all his knights in white satin can stop sending me hate mail.

~sigh~

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I'm so tired. God, I'm SO tired. ~g~ I stayed up all night watching TV, so that's probably why. I'd like to be able to say that I have something better to do than sit up at three in the morning watching Bis-wannabes Ciccone singing "Leggit It's The Rozzers", or Billy Idol screaming into the camera while his kitchen explodes behind him.

But I don't. ~g~ Not on weekends, anyway.

I really miss Nick & John. ~muses~ They disappeared about when asrana left my house and I haven't seen them since...except that Nick turned up last night to leave a comment in my journal. ~shrug~ Weird boy that he is.

Oh! And I forgot to say! I saw the film Draco *move* yesterday! ~swoon~ Although I didn't hear him, because the trailer was just showing on the TV in Virgin and that plays without sound. But....but....*oh*. November! November! I can wait that long, honest I can!

I keep seeing AllSTARS on Music TV doing "Things Go Bump In The Night"....it's just *so* cool, it's brilliant. The two boys have, like, nothing at ALL to do...~ggls~...they're reduced to echoing the girls' lines and then one of them gets to sing "They go bump, they go bump, they go bump, they go" in a very Justin-from-'NSync kind of voice, and...oh, it's just *funny*.

~laughs~ Last night we were all watching, and...what was it that came on? ~thinks~ Oh, of course! It was "Wicked Game" by Chris Isaak. And it was SO Jewel...~g~ "What a wicked game you play, to make me feel this way...what a wicked thing to do, to let me dream of you..." Well, maybe you had to be there. I've always loved that "...to let me dream of you"...there's something about that idea. ~s~

Well. Now that I'm back at school, I can finally get at ff.net - I think. Now's going to be a good time to meander round it, 'cause I've got NOTHING to do! :-D

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~ggls~

I'm amused! By this! (Actually I'm not just amused by it, it's giving me ideas, but...shhh....don't tell...)
And I SO see what you mean about the idiots on ff.net - I mean, what kind of brain do you need to have to write :
"It pretty much sux..... but you might wanna reasd it anywayz cuz its short. PLEASE REVIEW, BECAUSE I NEED SOME SELF ESTEEM FOR MY NEXT STORY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
This, by the way, was for a story called "When The Deftones Ran Out Of Milk". I mean...yah.
Hands up who's not reading it? OR reviewing it? ~waves hands~
~ggls~ Another summary effort : "rated R for serious plot thingy". ~laughs a lot~
I love ff.net. Tee hee.
~Jewel "yay"~ (you have to hear it to appreciate it) It's a N/J "do you remember the first time?" story! Oh dear...actually it's not too bad, but the grammar is pretty much shot. Oh well, mine gets lost along the way sometimes too. ~g~ ~rolls eyes~ Will everyone please learn - *please* - that it's spelled "come"? Thank you. ~shudders~ Well, that wrecked that one for me. ~s~ Poor Nick, reduced to such inelegance by an oversexed writer...
~g~
People wonder why I so dislike Mary-Sues. This is why :
Exhibit A : "After meeting a beautiful, yet terrifyingly evil woman, Nick's world is turned into an inescapable nightmare that alters reality and threatens his very existence."
Exhibit B : Two females out on the town meet Simon LeBon andNick Rhodes and proceed to be taken on a wild ride in theprocess. Its a tale of deception, mystique and debauchery"
Then again, I was pretty impressed by these summaries...~g~ :
"John and Nick find themselves in a very bizzare situation involving mannequins, severed limbs and large pieces of cutlery."
"Ugh ... I hate summaries ... Nick's in it ... there ... now read it!"
What more is there to say, after all? ~ggls~
Eeeeeee, Fred & Wes slash. No thanks! Eww.....

OH MY GOD! Someone's written Rufus Wainwright slash....~is ecstatic~ ~Jewel "yay"~
~is impressed, too~ : "A couple of lovers sat at a booth, holding hands across the table-top and talking in hushed voices as if anyone really gave a damn about what they were saying to each other." I like that.
Oh. Oh, it's sweet. Oh, it's *good*. Yay. ~s~
~baffled look~ Gorillaz slash? I mean...huh? *Eww*. Oh well...each to their own I suppose.

I'm also dancing in my chair to "The Joy Circuit". My GOD it's FANTASTIC! Music makes me so happy....so so happy...~smile~ It's just *so damn good*...oh my god...~cries~ it's AMAZING....~happysigh~

Chris, I miss you.

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if I were a stone, I would be: amethyst or hematite
If I were a tree, I would be: this tree we have about here with silver leaves that my dad can't identify
If I were a bird, I would be a: lyrebird
If I were a machine, I would be a: pocket spellcheck
If I were a tool, I would be: um...something for prising things open, non?
If I were a fruit, I would be: ~ggls~ What d'you mean, "if"? ~ggls more~ Uh...~thinks~...green apple.
If I were a flowering plant, I would be: a rose
If I were a kind of weather, I would be: a really really violent thunderstorm where the sky turns purple.
If I were a mythical creature, I would be a: wicked witch
If I were a musical instrument, I would be a: harp
If I were a profession, I would be a: *STAR*
If I were an animal, I would be a: cat
If I were a colour, I would be: electric blue.
If I were a scent, I would be: something by Vivienne Westwood
If I were an emotion, I would be: heartbreak
If I were a vegetable, I would be a: god knows. Really no clue.
If I were a sound, I would be: a SYNTH WASH! YEAH!
If I were an Element, I would be: Ag.
If I were a car, I would be: a white stretch.
If I were a song, I would be: Astradyne? Glimmer by John Foxx? (Yes, I do like the CD...~g~) Anything by JMJ? Anyways, some synthesised instrumental.
If I were to trade places with another person, it would be with: Chino of the Deftones. I might not like the music I had to sing, but at least Jewel would love me. ~s~
If I were a movie, I would be: The Wedding Singer!
If I were a food, I would be: asparagus tips in melted butter.
If I were a place, I would be: London at night.
If I were a material, I would be: Velour.
If I were a taste, I would be: Cinnamon.
If I were a religion, I would be: illegal in most countries.
If I were a word, I would be: "star"? "overload"? "electric"? "lightning"? "sparkle"? "glitter"? You tell me.
If I were an object, I would be: glittery makeup.
If I were a body part I would be: hair.
If I were a facial expression I would be a: raised eyebrow.
If I were a subject in school I would be: Logic.
If I were a cartoon character I would be: Jenny from Bucky O'Hare, Rogue from the X Men or Jem of the Holograms.
If I were a shape I would be: awkward and impossibly to draw.
If I were a texture I would be: velvety.
If I were a number I would be: 7
If I were a month I would be: November.
If I were a day of the week I would be: Friday.
If I were a time of day I would be: 6 am.
If I were a direction I would be: South-East.
If I were a piece of furniture I would be a: chaise longue
If I were a sin I would be: all of them
If I were a historical figure I would be: Boy George ~ggls~ He doesn't really count, right? OK then, Cleopatra.
If I were a liquid I would be: vinegar.
If I were a method of death I would be: slow and really rather enjoyable.

Thinking about it, I've probably put what I'd *like* to be for many of those, but it's difficult to think of them in any other way. I don't know. Everyone can write in with their suggestions for the correct answers if they really want.

I've got John Foxx on my CD player at the moment and it's very very exciting. I'm going to love this CD....god, it's so glamorous.

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on another note...
What is wrong with me? My friend Odile has just come back from spending the day with her "man" (looks more like an ape to me, but then, I think Nick Rhodes is what a man should look like, so...) and is already crying out "I WANT SEX!!!" at an extraordinary volume. This same sentiment has been repeated many times this week among members of my peer group, so I finally rolled my eyes and asked Odile why everyone was so bothered about it and didn't want to just wait until next weekend or whenever. And she replied, "Because we all get that feeling where we just...need something inside us."
I take it I've missed something, since all I need inside me is music. ~shrug~ Mum said music was my equivalent of drugs - perhaps it's going to be That as well. I just don't seem to feel the same way as everyone else; maybe it's 'cause I do feel at least partly as though I should have been a man. ~confused~

We've got scanners! In Keswick! Now all I have to do is find out how to use them...

Anyway. I'm going to go see if the TV is free or if Tasha has returned.

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~g~ I'm tired. OK?

And I would string you a dress in bejewelled raindrops, and paint a mirror in your heart that you might see how beautiful you are, silvered metal beating in your blood.

By the way, everyone has to go and listen to "The Real Life" by the excellently named Raven Maize. It's a trance track which mucks around with bits of Queen's Bohemian Rhapsody in a very cool way, and the video is mad...dancing schoolgrirls and dancing beefeaters and one bloke in the middle with a big head and a keyboard.

Chester Bennington needs relationship advice, everyone!

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