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I don't feel like keeping a live journal anymore, so I'm going to close this one down too.

Byebye.

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Not perfect...but I haven't drawn in a while. Its ok for being rusty.

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I...accidently missed a few pieces in the front, but it took me a long time to notice it and they're easily hidden. I'm going to get hot pink hair glue so that the tips of my hair are pink. =)

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Oh yeah...I got Coldplay X&y. I'm happy.

Current Mood:
happy happy
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My hair is all gross, messy and BLACK!! Yes, I'm dying it right now and...just passing time until it can be rinsed out. Hehehhe. If my hair was longer, it'd be sooo Snapeish. *cackles and runs around in circles*

Oh...my mom might need stitches, she cut her thumb while slicing up peppers. ouchness!

Current Mood:
bouncy bouncy
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OMG! I just realized Snape was in my dream!!

It was like...ok, these two people...a guy and...a girl? Got Willie Wonka dolls and were playing with them in the Great Hall at Hogwarts...or some place similar, maybe the lobby since there were no chairs or tables. Anyways, a bunch of kids grouped around them, and some thought it was cool and others laughed because they were playing with dolls in public. And Snape came along and stared...and then smirked and gave a cold sort of chuckle!!! And then the kid started to try and do magic tricks with his Wonka doll...like make a bunny come out of the top hat, but he couldn't do it. So then he tried with his own top hat and couldn't do it. His audience got up and walked away, complaining so they left the school and went out by the docks...on the lack, and they heard something and looked underneith to find Draco lounging on the planks and beams under it. He started to talk to them and they brought him into their circle of friends, though it seemed like Draco had some hidden motives about it...

Then it left them and it was me inside Hogwarts...and I was wearing high heels and waiting for the elevator...but kid sick of waiting so I tackled the stairs...and walked up, missed my floor and walked back down...missed it again...because I was thinking about things...and then something happened and Harry was there and then I was watching Harry instead of myself and he was walking the stairs...and a phone rang, and he picked it up and it was a crazy, evil laughing voice. It said, "...do you remember me Harry? Do you remember a guy named Mr. Green that died? And it laughed..." He backed away but it was like the phone was following him (haha! Evil posessed phones!) and he was like...God...No no no...he's dead. I saw him die...it wasn't my fault! And then he ran up the stairs and started to look for Ron and Hermione, who weren't in the Gryfindor Common room...which somehow aquired a cocktail bar and lounge. Anyways, he met the twins and he tried to tell them danger was coming...and then like they were attacked by a werewolf that was after Harry in particular. It was so violent! I don't think it got Harry though, but it hurt him badly...I don't remember anything else.
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...I...am still half asleep...Why am I so tired? Grr.

You scored as Bomb. Your death will be by bombing. You will probably be an innocent bystander, not doing anything wrong and not a person who was targeted at, just in the wrong place at the wrong time.

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Bomb

87%

Disappear

67%

Suffocated

60%

Suicide

60%

Posion

53%

Natural Causes

53%

Gunshot

40%

Accident

40%

Cut Throat

40%

Disease

40%

Eaten

33%

Stabbed

27%

Drowning

13%

How Will You Die??
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I read up on him from an old story I begin years ago...it was quite amusing, actually...to re-read it.

Anyways, he is from the countryside...He grew up on the moors in a house called Moorside Manor. His family was very wealthy, his father owning a violion shop in London and he also ran a small school for violionists, which means Darrell didn't see very much of his father. His mother was French, fresh out of nobility in Paris. However, he was schooled my a tutor named Mr. Blimeberry, and at the age of 7 he was introduced to both the violin and the harpsicord...and it turned out he had a natural talent for it. At the age of 12, his parents decided it would just be easier if they moved to London, so they could be together (His parents were very much in love) so they sold their house at a cheap price to his father's brother, and moved to a London town house. Here he began to perform publicily...and soon became well known amongst his parent's friends. He was rather famous in London by the age or 15 and began to perform in Operas, sometimes singing in them as well as he gained a voice instructor after moving to London. His parents pushed this career at him, making him traveling all around the isles to perform at certian places, for he brought in money. Darrell was forced to grow up rather quickly and seemed to be a sombre withdrawn young man, who could come off as somewhat snobbish. He was asked to perform at his cousin Bernadette's coming of age ball over in Paris, so he and his mother Marie left England and went to stay in Paris for a while...and thats where he was turned into a vampire as I recall. All this took place in the mid-late 1700's, seeing as he was born in 1752 (according to what I wrote years ago).
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I failed. Isn't it just grand that I'm the only one not to get accepted into the college of my choice first and am the first to fail my driving test? Is there something wrong with me? Why am I always second best? -_-
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Soon the morning will have arrived...and hopefully, I won't be awake. I'm kind of dreading tomorrow, or later today...my road test is at 2:00pm, and well...I'm nervous...anxious...not really sure what to expect. Hopefully I'll pass, but if I don't...well, its just not time. My mom said she failed 3 times...lots of people fail on their first attempt. But thats not comforting, all testing makes me nervous. Today I drove really well though, and confident...I made no mistakes...I just hope I don't hit any intersections tomorrow. Maybe it'll be like Driver's Ed...Ha. I almost failed it, thats not comforting either...but at least I might know what to expect. Time just keeps...ticking...

I re-discovered an old male vampire character named Darrel Haleford. He's got long red hair and blue eyes...a musician. Paige and I were supposed to write a story together...her vampire, who's name I've forgotten, had long black hair and green eyes...or blue...I don't remember. Blah. I started my character's story...but we never really got far with it, as always. Nothing I plan or try to do with a friend is ever followed through. Its just the way it is, maybe I'm not worth the time...or maybe its just a lack of communication, and irresponsibility, who knows?
Current Mood:
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Its ok Jam...I think I might have some of that isolationist personality trait as well. I definatly withdraw from people, when I'm depressed.
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