| woaaah. LJ. |
[Dec. 2nd, 2009|11:10 pm] |
dude. i haven't been on LJ in... a long time.
i've lurked of course, but woah...
i forgot i had this account, and stuff.
man. this place hasn't really changed.
not sure who you actually write these things to.. but since its unlikely anyone will read this, i am going to (un)publicly embarrass myself. well, potentially, anyway. HOMG. CHUCK. I JUST FINISHED THE SEASON TWO FINALE, AND HOMG. EFF AND SHIT. ... CHUCK ME. CHUCK ME, CHUCK ME, CHUCK ME. ALSO. I GUESSED A LOT OF THE THINGS THAT HAPPENED. ELLE EVEN CALLED ME CLAIRVOYANT. BUT DUDE. I LOVE THIS SHOW. <3 |
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| Whoo, June 1st! |
[Jun. 1st, 2006|12:56 am] |
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| [ | music |
| | Ne-Yo - So Sick. | ] |
Elle and I counted down the minutes - from 18 - to June 1st an hour ago. It was... amusing.
Then I did lab-ray, lost two hit points and grumbled about it for awhile. Now, it's almost 1AM, but, early morning is what I do.
I just made Elle some icons for her newest obsession, The Cure and Robert Smith. Of course, my gay-turning skills are legendary. Infamous, to her and myself, of course. And my sister, and my dad, and my dad's girlfriend and Elle and my good friend Brianna... I think, anyway.
So, Elle put 'Rina makes all my guys go gay' in her MSN title and I got mad. So I verbally put on the icon what I think of Elle's little heart throb. Muaha. Shall I, Elle? No? Too bad!
  
And maybe... just maybe... I'll dare put up the image I edited of you?
Am I really that mean? XD
YES!
No, I'm kidding. I'll save you the indignity, Elle, because I'm kind. -snicker-
Nah, I just love you. |
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| Medical Disorder |
[May. 31st, 2006|02:39 pm] |
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| |  anxious | ] |
I don't know exactly whats wrong with me, but when I woke up I was fine. I went upstairs to eat something and get a towel for a shower and when I got the towel from the laundry room, I was suddenly very dizzy and weak. I started to black out, from no where and there were spots before my eyes. There was also this peculiar ringing in my ears. I managed to stay conscious and I could move, but everything was black and spot-like.
Then I got even weaker and more dizzy and I almost fell to the floor. So I grabbed the washing machine to stay upright and I knocked half of the cleaning agents to the floor. I stayed propped up by the washing machine for a good three minutes before feeling my way to the living room and lay down on the couch. I stayed there for a good ten minutes before I tried to get up again. By then, I could see properly again, but there was still a faint ringing.
So I cleaned up the cleaning agents, grabbed the towel and called my mom and told her about it. She thinks I may have a blood pressure problem, either high or low blood pressure. She thinks low, however. She suggested I call my dad and tell him about it and perhaps get him to drive me to the walk-in clinic down town or emergency.
I'm fine now, but still slightly shaken. And I don't know what is wrong with me... I may google my symptoms and see what I come up with. |
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| sun-of-a-gun. |
[May. 30th, 2006|07:24 pm] |
| [ | mood |
| |  annoyed | ] |
This damn journal is already driving me insane and I've had it for... oh, two hours. I cannot get that image on the right of my journal to disappear. It's a pre-made layout though. Not my fault. I tried editing it.
Anyway. Hot name, huh?
I'm talking to Elle and contemplating making new icons for this journal... If I do, I'll post them up here. Maybe even make a tutorial. Ha - probably not. I'll forget to unless someone reminds me.
-snicker- |
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