at 4 pm. I love Saturdays 8D
*looks* [It's on fire.]
should I yell out right after the first "SQUUEEE!!!!" with my gruff 'man'-voice "Ceeddrriiiiiiic"?
Sooo, I was extremely bored in maths, and started doodling in my note-book. Surprisingly, the doodle turned into a good idea, and this was created: Spoiler A pencil sketch-ish thing! So I liked the way it looked, and decided to take it a bit further. I drew it again on white paper, and colored it with color-pencils :3 Spoiler Unfortunately, this one turned out to be a bit skinnier >.< CnC, please ^^'' Plus: WOOHOOO, ONLY A HUNDRED POSTS LEFT!!!
Sorry if this has been done already... I don't remember seeing this earlier, though... Anyways, as the title says, could you date someone not liked by your family/friends? Personally, it depends on how serious the relationship is. If I've just been casually seeing someone, and wasn't too serious about it, I probably would stop dating him. But if someone expressed their dislike when I'd been seeing him for a longer time, and was serious about it, I'd say 'tough luck, I'm the one dating him, not you," and continue the relationship.
but f*ck, this is awesome.
Okay, which movie should I go see? Edit: at the movies, I mean >.<
As a fan of the show my opinion is probably biased, but this is probably the funniest thing I've seen in weeks, and if you don't even chuckle a bit you're an evil, heartless monster 8D http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=eTdD_dVyteA
I just wanted to post something as it has been over an hour since the last post. .-.
So I was at the library, and there's a 8-9-year-old boy sitting by me. He somehow managed to drop his cell phone, and then he let out the most adorable "D'oh!" I've ever heard... [>.> One of the things that sounds better when you're there <.<]
So, apparently my friends younger sister stopped liking Johnny Depp once she heard that he was over 40. What, she thought she had a chance with him or something if he was younger? *face finally connects with palm*
TITLE: The Scientist AUTHOR: TheOnly9one/Divine_Lunatic RATING: K/G GENRE: Song-fic, humor SONG: The Scientist by Coldplay SUMMARY: Yeah, I know, 'wtf, Vexen song-fic???? DX'. I had that reaction too when I got the initial idea. CHARACTERS: Vexen, a little of Lexaeus. Some of the rest of the Org. VERY briefly. WARNING: This fic contains a profound lack of interpreting symbolism, an even more profound lack of understanding chemistry, and lyrics taken way too literally. This fic isn't meant to be taken seriously, under any circumstances. Maybe some OOC:ness, depending of how you see the character xDx DISCLAIMER: THEY'RE ALL MINE, MINE I TELL YOU!!!!! *is carted away by men in white and a lawyer leaves the message "Not hers." behind* A/N: Well, this turned out a bit different than planned xD Oh well. I had fun. Hope you do too. The Scientist Come up to meet you tell you I'm sorry You don't know how lovely you are. The Chilly Academic stormed into his laboratory, muttering to himself, "Oh, the nerve some of those brats have! Thinking that my experiments are drinks, ordering me around like an underling... And that good-for-nothing leader of ours, having absolutely no control here!" His tirade went on, as Demyx, Marluxia and Xemnas all heard exactly what Vexen thought of them. Or rather would've heard, had they been there. Still fuming he went to the cupboard where he kept his chemicals. "But not to worry, my loves, now we have all the time we need..." he mumbled to one of the bottles, emitting a high-pitched cackle. I had to find you tell you I need you and tell you I set you apart. Frowning to himself, Vexen noticed that he had taken the wrong bottle. He started rummaging through the cupboard, and one walking past the laboratory could've heard some interesting noises. "Now now, come back to me, dear!" Crash. "Ooh, you're one sneaky little fellow, aren't you?" Clunk, thump, bonk. "Ouch, how did you get there?" Rummage, rummage, crash, rummage. "Ah! There you are, my beauty..." Tell me your secrets and ask me your questions Oh let's go back to the start. He walked over to a cup of something green brewing on the lab table. Crouching down, he poured a cup purple liquid into another bottle, and set it too on the heater. Now all he could do was wait... No! He could start mixing more chemical, albeit not as important ones... Yes, the green-purple chemical mixture came first... But he had some free time now. He could play around. Each new experiment would give new answers... But at the same time, they would just ask a new question... Running in circles coming in tails heads on a science apart. He walked in circles around the room, as he pondered what would be useful for him to do. What would be useful for a scientist to do. Nobody said it was easy It's such a shame for us to part Nobody said it was easy but no-one ever said it would be this hard. Absent minded, he made his way back to the cupboard. Maybe he'd just toy around with things. He was experienced enough to not cause an accident, wasn't he? He grabbed three bottles randomly (gold, red and a silver liquid could be found inside them). Quickly glancing at the labels, he unscrewed them, and poured the gold and silver things into a same bottle. He handled the red stuff a bit more carefully, as it could light up if used callously. Vexen set his forearm on the table to steady himself, and began sloooooowwwwllllllyyyyyy dribbling the liquid. One drop. Two drops. Three dr–Boom. Oh take me back to the start. Lexaeus was walking in the corridors coming out of the gym. Unfazed by the sounds of explosion, he poked his head through the lab door. Half of Vexen's hair was ignited, there were no eyebrows to be spoken of, and his face was charred with strange reddish ash. "Help?" Lexaeus asked quietly. Vexen 'humped', and nodded, "A fire-extinguisher would be appropriate." I was just guessing the numbers and figures pulling the puzzles apart. Now Vexen was rattled by his failure. What could've caused him, an expert in chemistry, make such a bad mistake? He grabbed a piece of paper, and started scribbling different formulas and equations, all the while giving an occasional mutter and high-pitched laugh. Questions of science– science and progress– Don't speak as loud as my heart. He felt a strange rush spread from the pit of his stomach, through his chest, and then to his head, making him feel giddy and exited. What he didn't realize that the original two chemicals had long since started to boil, creating a toxic fume. His equations got more and more silly, but he didn't realize that. He was completely intoxicated by said fumes and head over heels about his CALCULATIONS!!! Tell me you love me then come back and haunt me oh when I rush to the start. The sound of sizzling was coming from somewhere in the lab, Vexen couldn't tell where. Puzzled, he began twisting and turning, trying to locate the new distraction. Running in circles chasing our tails Coming back as we are. After a while of futile searching, Vexen decided that the sound was just somebody's... errr, Nobody's tea-pot boiling over. Despite the fact that the kitchens were located 5 levels above. He took a glance at his paper work, suddenly noting how the equations were simply perfect. He let out yet another gleeful laugh, as he made his way back to the chemicals. Again, he mixed the gold and silver liquid, and then dribbled exactly two and a half drops of the red liquid in. The mixture turned black. "YES!!! I HAVE CREATED...." Vexen checked his notes, "FIRE!!!! DARK FIRE!!!! NOTHING CAN GO WRONG NOW!" Well, everyone knows what happens when this line is uttered. Nobody said it was easy It's such a shame for us to part Nobody said it was easy but no-one ever said it would be this hard. During his dance of joy, the hand holding 'fire' came in contact with the heater. With the over boiled green and purple chemicals on it. Yelping in pain, he dropped his newest creation, which tipped over, splashing the other two bottles, and knocking them all on the ground. Boom. I'm going back to the start. The second explosion caused a far smaller reaction in the castle's lounge than the first one. No-one fell off their couch (Demyx), and no-one got distracted enough to reveal their poker cards (Luxord and Xigbar). No-one looked up from their book (Zexion, of course), and no-one paused their sword-polishing and looking important (Saïx). Lexaeus, however looked over to the entrance, where a extremely confused looking Vexen was emerging from. "Fire-extinguisher?" was the only thing he asked. Hope ya liked it, I'm addicted to reviews, and constructive criticism is always welcome. So doooo iiiiitttttttt, you know you wanna 8D
Hmmm, I just had a urge to take somewhat morbid pictures... So I had to model for myself ;_; Sad. Quality might not be the best possible, I was using a cell-phone camera O.o Spoiler Spoiler Spoiler >.< Crap, cleavage shot.... Spoiler This one is my favorite, there was something creepy, yet serene and sorta beautiful in my expression. CnC please, but no flames. Cuz I eat flames for breakfast >8D
Someone described this as 'Agatha Cristie meets I Know What You Did Last Summer'— A pretty accurate description imo. Basically a group of wedding guests go to Harper's Island to celebrate the marriage, and of course the island has a dark past: seven years earlier a man went on a killing rampage for no apparent reason. As the guests arrive, history seems to be repeating itself as heads start to roll (in some cases, literally). It's quite violent and gory, but very addicting, I find myself wanting to see more and more. Btw, DON'T YOU DARE GIVE SPOILERS! I want to see/figure it out myself, as I'm sure others too want to find out on their own. D8<
They've been showing reruns of it and I came to the conclusion that OH MY DEAR GOD IT'S HILARIOUS XD I haven't seen it that much before, but it still feels surprisingly current, and the set-up, characters and acting is amazing. Anyone else watch/use to watch this?
that Pringles Original tastes a bit like cold french fries? No, seriously, this has been troubling me for a while! D8
This is one of my favorite TV-shows currently, there's barely anything good to watch... Anyways, basic plot: Police officer Charlie Crews was framed for the triple-murder of his friend, the friends wife and their daughter. After serving 12 years in prison he is cleared of all charges, due to new DNA-tests proving his innocence. Receiving millions of dollars, and a new rank as detective in LAPD, for compensation, Crews sets off to find who killed his friend and his family, and who framed him. The show follows the format of a basic crime-fighting show, while having the back-plot of Crews trying to solve his case obsessively in practically every episode. What makes the show worth watching for me is the hilarious exchanges between the now zen-Crews, and his ex-junky partner, Dani Reese. Anyone else a fan of this show?
If a person was to change their name, would you have to use his/her birth name, or current name on the Deathnote?
*steals first message* >x3
A silly poem-fic I came up with during my music schools recital. So you could say this is semi-based on a real life incident xD Nothing too special, but it was fun to write at least ^^'' Little Myde goes to a recital So tonight had had to be my big chance, that I had told everyone of in advance. Tonight was the night I was supposed to reach the stars. Oh how I'd waited for this day to come! I had practiced all the songs over and over so many times that I had thought I was losing my mind! Every note I had memorized in my head, even the ones I wasn't supposed to play. I was so exited about this, it was the time for the sitarist to shine! So then we had gotten on to the stage, had tuned our instruments, had done the little sound-check. Now all we could do was wait, as the audience piled in through the gate. In to the hall they came, ready to see me do what I did best. Oh, and the rest of the band had their fans too. Now it was time, the clock struck seven. I started to get nervous, what if I forgot what I was supposed to play? The others were relying on me, they'd even given me my sitar-solo, I couldn't screw up now! Then we started to play, and I felt the nerves melt away. Oh what a rush it was, to be there, in front of everyone, playing my heart out to them all, as they cheered us on. But I just had to glance up from the neck of my sitar, and what I saw nearly threw me off, I guess I hadn't been the center of attention after all. Now you guess who the true star of the show was. The music teachers young son, that's who. The silly little boy had rushed to the stage, as his mother had started to play. Oblivious to the 'ooh's and 'aah's around him, he went straight to the keyboard, and sat in his mothers lap. I could see how tempted he was to press the keys, it's a miracle that his mother kept him at bay! Our song had ended, and the audience gave us our standing ovation. But we all knew it wasn't completely ours to claim: That little boy had stolen the crowds hearts. Hope you enjoyed it <3
