My Hair: Long, out of control but kind to me, usually, dark blonde, wavy.
My Makeup: Generally purple and sparkly.
My Dream: Last night I got on a train from Budapest to London, it turned out to be (another) rollercoaster, and I wound up part of the film Les Diaboliques in which ergotia and lilithmagna were attempting to murder a series of my bigoted cousins.
My Obsession(s): Currently too far away from me. All of them.
My Most Attractive Feature: Physically it's probably my hair or my eyes, but I'd say my slightly wonky sense of humour, apparently my "saving grace". ~s~
My Favourite Thing To Do: Listen to music, write. Bloody online bloody surveys. ~g~
I'm Wearing: Black, black, black, black, black, no I do *not* identify as a goth. ~g~
I'm Eating: my words about a certain LJ user, who I apparently once described as frightening.
I'm Drinking: Coke, as soon as I can get my hands on some. Caffeine! Yay!
I'm Listening To: Heh. 'Lavender', Marillion. Yes, it's on loop. Yes, I'm quite sad.
I'm Feeling: Lonely.
I'm Thinking: "I want to do something but I can't because I'll be rehearsing for my singing exam but I want to do something but I can't because..." Round and round and round my head.
I See: that there's an e-mail I'm just not going to get.
I Find: this surprisingly easy to deal with.
I Want: Cleo. ~g~
I Wish: I'd never met ciphergoth.
I Love: music, everyone on my Friends list, bleeding.
~grin~ Someone find a way to combine all three by June 19th and make me a very happy birthday girl?
I Hate: unfuckingrequitedfuckinglove
I Miss: Honestly? Hell, it's one in the morning, how could I say anything else? ciphergoth.
Just ignore me, I'll be less annoying in the morning.
I Fear: humiliation, a friend of a friend, and - yeah, that.
I Smell: the oranges that someone was eating in here earlier. Sigh.
I Wonder: if I'll ever meet any of you again.
I Regret: ever writing to ciphergoth.