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Name: Elizabeth Location: Pennsylvania, United States Birthday: 7/26/1984 Gender: Female
Interests: I like to read and write, again following in the dork motif. Seriously though, I love literature more than anything, and write fiction in my spare time. Wicca, however, is not a hobby, it's my religion and I take it very seriously.
Expertise: Golly. Being a dork I guess. Notice my clever use of the word golly to illustrate my point.
Occupation: Student Industry: Nonprofit
Message: message me
Member Since:
4/5/2003
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| Alright, I'm moving.
Here.
"Let all those who love me, follow me!" ~ Milla Jovovich as Joan of Arc from The Messenger | | |
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| You have Blue Wings! You are artistic and highly creative. Others are amazed by your imaginative ideas, and the way you speak so smoothly. You are very social, but you like talking face-to-face, instead of the phone. You love dancing, Writing, acting, drawing, singing, anything that requires artistic style. You have many friends, and are popular because of your unique style. Though your jokes crack up everyone around you, you often daydream about many different things, lost in your own world. Even though, you are optimistic, and remain friendly and loved by others in reality, you always like to visit your fantasy world for some peace from the hectic world. |
What Color Are Your Wings?
I liked this one too. I'll stop with these quizzes now, I promise. | | |
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| You are purple. What a romantic person you are. You're sentimental and forward-looking (those are opposites.). You're a sophisticated and refined--with a refind taste for chocolates and wine (yum...). Tempermental and moody, you let people know when you're angry. But other times, you just sit and sulk. Alone. When around people, you're a generous person, with insatiable needs. You're a starving artist, basically. You're enjoy getting into debates over politics and religion with people of the same intelligence of you. But you know they can never convince you otherwise, you stubborn person, you. As a unique person you are (not to mention just a tad bit eccentric...), you're well-liked by either a few people, or too many people... |
I thought this was pretty awesome.
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| I have the work ethic of a communist. I know I'm working at four thirty, but I'm going to pretend not to know and show up at five. And then when I get there I'm not going to try very hard.
I hope you don't think less of me. 
And so semester #5 has commenced, which puts me past the halfway mark in this college business. I believe in miracles now, haha...I can't believe I've come this far. Not academically, but more financially. And NOW my brother is here too, which is uber-awesome. (Imagine the two little dots that should be over the u, because I don't know how to insert them here.) Things are cool this time around. I have a class with Teske who is, I think, some small division of God...and not a particulary GOOD division...but you can't help respecting the guy, even if he is scarily intelligent and daunting.
So...I've got a lot I could say, but it always seems to happen that I sit down to post and draw an involuntary and inevitable blank.
Jon and I wrote a rock opera. That's right. About The Darkness's album Permission to Land. I'd tell you all more about it, but we have to copyright it first. 
Speaking of Jon, I definitely baked a cake in his rooms the other night. We've also taken to watching Six Feet Under, a totally awesome and hilariously intense show that you voluntarily expose yourself to your own mortality for a whole hour. Sometimes when we're feeling particularly hardcore we watch two. In a row.
Don't fuck with us. We're insane now.
I'm done for now. I thought I'd update, since it's been a long time. Anyone still coming by, thanks for your patience and continuing interest. | | |
| ::smiles:: You're all so sweet when I leave a somewhat despondant entry. I love you guys.
But I'm just dropping in quickly to say hi and...well, nothing else actually. Just say hi. Sorry it's been so long...I've been ridiculously busy, and when I'm not busy ridiculously tired. I haven't been able to pull together the energy to actually drag myself to the computer, as I'm usually, by this point in the night (yes I know it's disgracefully early to be this tired this early but God/dess help me I'm working as a full time nanny) so completely drained I have to drag myself over around by my own hair.
Can't wait to go back to school and see everyone, can't wait to get going on my classes this semester because they're the best ever, can't wait to ::sense the crescendo of excitement:: sseee ttHHEEE PIXIES IN DECEMBER YEAHHH!!!!!!!!!
Life's not so bad.
Oh, all right, I'll say it. Life's good.
I'll post a nice good long one soon, I promise.
Oh yeah, for all you guys that know me, those of you who snickered at the revelation that I'm working as a frigging nanny, then I just want to give you license to laugh out loud....it really is as funny as it sounds. It's amazing that both I and the children are both still alive AND sane, even if the latter half of that statement is dubious at best, it's still technically TRUE. And that's the important thing, isn't it?
-Liz | | |
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