Slumber

I'm feeling... cryptic! And mysterious! SO here are ten anonymous one-liner (...ish) messages:

1. I wish you wrote more--fics, entries, etc--because I do love reading your updates on my flist.
   
   
2. Talking with you is easy and I am glad it doesn't stop or we don't drift apart or things don't get more complicated than they have to--or, if it does get complicated, it does in the good way.
   
   
3. I don't know if I've ever told you, but you're one of the best friends I have ever had, and I've had so very few, so I know quite how precious you are. ♥
   
   
4. What doesn't kill us makes us stronger--guess what? It did! :|
   
   
5. I will forgive you your bad pop if you forgive me mine, and we can call it even, okay, because that's what friends do. Okay? Okay! :| :D
   
   
6. You make me worry so much and I wish you took care of yourself better, but *snuggles* am here for you, chica. (Did I ever call you chica? :|)
   
   
7. Pfft. You. You! I will stop being a dork only if you do too! (But let's not. I love dorking out over Grey's Anatomy when we end up watching it together, and dorking out over Brian and--okay, I'm giving away too much. :| Dooooooooork.)
   
   
8. Hmmm, you're one helluva surprise, not in the way where you're too insane to keep up with, haha, buuuut in the way where I didn't expect you--meeting you or running into you or even who you were beyond initial impressions.
   
   
9. You have educated me in the ways of decent music, although besides my sordid Linkin Park past, I really wasn't in any danger of falling into the emo pit. Honest. :| But I love how our tastes in music jive more or less well enough. NOW, if I can only get you to watch 300 and musicals... :|
   
   
10. I have a person. You are my person. That is all. ILU.

*coughs* And you basically have to guess the one person they're all for. :| Like the subject doesn't give that away.

I spent most of the evening reading through ljsecret, wishing some of them were from people I know. I now have a folder of all my favorite secrets ever.

Also, perhaps I should look into Fall Out Boy lyrics. They seem to be the new Jesus. :|

I need to write something new.

Hahahaha why is my mood theme suddenly Love Actually? :|

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Oooh, I wonder which icons LJ left for me. Hah YES. I got the other dorky icon. Shibby.

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I'm back from a three-day vacation in this really (literally) cool place, where I was without my laptop, and I survived, although I cheated a bit with my mobile. But really, haven't been online for three days. I bought Closer and Sky Captain and I drank my first tequila shots and I got a Blowjob too and my Belgian brother got a Flaming Orgasm to go with that (This is everyone's cue to snicker) and I missed you but for some odd reason, when you take the internet away from me, I spend each and every moment thinking and now I'm back online and it's all a little bit off right now and I feel quite weird and odd and it's just. I dunno. Not right. Or something. Whatever. So maybe I won't be online tonight after all. Or until the antsy undefinable iffy feeling is gone. It's strange because it keeps feeling like it's building up to something but it just doesn't and I WISH I can get it out of my system but I never do. Huh.

Belgian Boy (henceforth known as BB) and I watched a premiere of Charlie and the Chocolate Factory last night. It was brilliant. Except for the bit where it was organized by the student council of some all-girl high school and the fact that people are obsessed with ceremonies.

Girl: Please rise for the Opening Prayer.
Everyone: *rises*
BB: Me too?
Me: Um. Yes.
Girl: Dear Lord, thank you blah blah blah may we know that chocolate is good and delicious, but not very healthy if we eat it all the time. Amen.
Me: ...Amen?
Everyone: *begins to sit down*
Girl: Please remain standing for the national anthem.
BB: Me too?
Me: Yep. *sings national anthem*
Everyone: *begins to sit down*
Girl: Please remain standing for the alma mater.
BB: The what?
Me: School hymn. :|
Parents and little boys and girls and other people WHO AREN'T STUDENTS OF THE SCHOOL: *suffer listening to the school hymn*
Girl: You may now sit down.
Charlie and the Chocolate Factory: *does not start yet*
Girl: WELCOME! Good evening all blah blah blah you're helping a cause all money will go to blah blah blah *and then, in a high-pitched voice* Enjooooooy!
Another high-pitch voiced girl: Enjooooy!
Yet a third high-pitch voiced girl: Enjoooy!
Girls: *giggle in high-pitched voices*
BB: In Belgium, they would be shot.

After the film we went outside the cinema, where a thousand high-pitch voiced girls were squealing and chattering and BB was all "Make them stop. Please."

This was, like, the first time we spent HOURS alone together but it was really quite fun, even though you know, I usually don't last talking to a person that long without revealing a) my dorkiness (done when I whined about Hermione's pink and not blue dress in the GoF movie, the trailer of which we saw unexpectedly and OMG he was grabbing my arm and squeezing it out of excitement, isn't that so sweet?), and b) my love for slash (sort of done when I brought QaF up, although I haven't managed yet to tell him that I have it with me atm :|), so haha. We ate plenty of expensive food (my mom gave me a lot of money :|) and now I know that Pringles came from Belgium.

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My groupmates in one subject have taken to calling me Evy, of their own volition. I'm not sure where they got the idea, because I'm only ever Evy in fandom anyway. I've not decided what I feel about this development.

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I think people must realise that I really am Daisy Wright and I slept with Jude Law take THAT, bitches! I'm not sweet and nice at all, and I do find it difficult to be patient sometimes, and the reason I may be giving off Good Girl vibes is because essentially, I am a cheery person, and we can blame my sugar consumption for that. Some people (like Abbi and Ely) do know me for being brutally honest and telling them things they don't like hearing about themselves if they confide in me, and some people (like my brother) know I've an incredibly short temper (I do, honestly, I'm a brat), and some people (like debate friends) know that I am quick to snark and will, given the opportunity, be snarky to friends just because verbal repartee is fun.

So I apologise. People don't know this, so they end up thinking I'm just a weird and harmless girl or something. I'm not. I'm weird, but my brutal honesty is not for everyone, and sometimes I can't keep being nice and good because I AM prone to being the less savory side of me, even with people who don't know about it. I'm sorry. I love you.