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| Hello. My name is Amita and I'm seventeen. I'm Canadian. I'm in bandom.
"I think you like the idea of random people knowing pretty much everything about you.... but not people that could actually apply it to you as a person" -Alex, on my journal status
I have gone friends only because![[info]](http://p-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif) xhrkbhrl 's banner was too good to not use. (19/11/08) Comment to be added, yadda yadda yadda.
- can you hear me:American Carny Theme - Murder by Death
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| How Summerland Found Its King: A Tale of False Advertising, Klutziness, and of course, True Lovealways-a-girl!Ryann/Brendon summary: Queen Ryann needs a king. G / ~1,500 words disclaimer: I don't know anybody who knows anybody who knows anybody. This didn't happen. of course, LOTS OF LOVE TO MY BESTEST FANDOM FRIEND EVER ![[info]](http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif) xhrkbhrl for beta-ing, and title brainstorming! ( Princess Ryann was, in a word, perfect. )
if you are confused as to the identities of Bandom Royalty, here is my brief-as-hell primer
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| dear friends: okay okay lol you guys discovered the "like" feature on facebook. okay okay lol you all liked my status when i said "Amita Marie doesn't like that Ryan likes everything." okay okay lol.
But Michael. Michael, when I post a note titled "change" that reads "i dont even fucking smile the same way anymore." chances are "liking" the note is not a very good idea and i kind of want to cry now (harder than before)
today was fun until i got halfway home. i bought an Umbrella Academy t-shirt from the comic store, as well as a Brand New (BR& NEW lol even tho for some reason my mind always reads it as "Breight New? What?) and a Murder by Death shirt! Finally. The shirt's been sitting in my dad's favourite record store for months and he never noticed it.
and then things go crappy and i think i'm going to bed now. lol remember when i used to hate going to bed before midnight? lol that was actually only last week but it feels like ive been like this forever, this funk of being awake is such a drag and im just watiing until i start remembering dreams again and stop sleeping.
a courtroom was closed to the public today due to it being too graphic. the judge was shocked and said "then it must be bad." the watchmen is rated R in the states.
k whatever. sweet dreams. - can you hear me:Blake Says - Amanda Palmer
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| I guess I'm going f-only? Huh. Okay.
...anybody wanna make me a banner?
what (was) bandflesh?
Mental health days are so tenth grade.
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| if my mom didn't work at home and I didn't dread The Phone Call, the wrong side of my head would win some mornings. Most mornings.
My name is Herbert Bicanus. | |
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| ( but she's who i see in the mirror every day. )blah blah blah. I had something of substance to post, really I did. I'm kind of in love with Lizzy's brain. Tokyo Police Club are my faaavourites and I'm glad they had the opportunity to get the spot on Desperate Housewives. Remind me to hang out in the upstairs hallway more often. Force me to go to Cap. I don't care that the info session isn't until the evening and we'll probably be dead by three; I need to go. I need to do this. Go, Amita, go. | |
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| fuck everything. fuck CD's that cost more than 14.99. fuck colleges and universities. fuck ten moterfucking pounds of Toblerone. fuck my friends. fuck that stupid, ugly, annoying brat of a dog. fuck the car, fuck my job, fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck my brain.
"I think you like the idea of random people knowing pretty much everything about you.... but not people that could actually apply it to you as a person" convince me i need to go on this adventure. it doesn't have to be about the program, or the school- i just, i want this. tell me. | |
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| i feel like a sixseventeen year old "good girl" (thanks, Emily) should not be considering watching the comm ![[info]](http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/community.gif) sosodirty . but. Oh my God. last night was an adventure and a half. Sort of. Not really. Role Models was meh. It was a nice, immature, laugh-embarrassingly-loud movie. And then at Ryan's we watched Happy Feet. And by "watched" I mean "the guys pointed out all the sexual innuendo in Happy Feet." Off to work for another eight hour. (Thank, Colina- I hadn't realised the eight hour shifts made my paycheques high. Wow!) I never want to see another row of cookies in my life- but they're on special this week. Same with turnovers, honestly. Is it weird I have so much more to post about, but can't post it because I'm not f-only? Is it weird that I feel claustrophobic when I'm f-only? Yeah, it is. It's weird that the Greek God drinks underage, too. salamander. | |
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| how did i turn out like this? - can you hear me:Toba the Tura - Forgive Durden
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| ugh, so, we're chilling at Nikki's reading magazines and stuff, when the power goes out. At 10:30ish. It's Rain Season, which means the power here has been all over the place, but normally it flashes off and it back right away. No. It's still out, and it's 12:48.
Jon came over (he was a few streets away anyways) and so we all rushed downstairs to see him. I took my glass of Fresca down with me. And then I fell. On the stairs, and Nicole doesn't exactly live in a ritzy place, so I landed on a board of wood. Fresca ended up all over the wall, and I will have a very colourful lower back tomorrow. And my pinky hurts like a bitch. It was awful, I couldn't breathe or think. But yeah, so then we had to clean up the Fresca and I said "ow" every time I moved for the rest of the night.
Anyways, the affected areas are very random. At first we assumed it was a certain side of the tracks, because Mike and I's houses had power and we're on the North side, whereas a whole bunch of people we knew on the South side didn't have any. But then we called Shine and he had is, so we're really confused. It probably doesn't sound that unbelievable to those not in town, but trust me, they're random. OH, and the movie theatre's went out. Opening night for Quantum of Solace, yeah. But they all got a gift cert or something for their next movie, so that's okay.
I don't understand why half my friends are friends with me.
HAPPY BIRTHDAY, ALUX. You will never read this, but I miss you, and I love you, no matter what.
eta: i just had an amazing convo with Mike and am now writing fic. Um. I hope I'm still this inspired tomorrow, because I should have been in bed an hour ago. and eight hour shift, two hours at home and then going to see Role Models on what will probably be five hours of sleep was not the greatest idea I've ever had. Oh well. It's worth it.
and the power's back on, three hours after it went out. Apparently it was a car crash.
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| i don't know who i am, but this isn't it.
i parted my hair diagonally tonight. just for kicks. just to say that Darius could still love me, because i wear my hair in different styles.
listening to Razia's Shadow, specifically The Missing Piece, has made me realise something spectacular: I am not in love with anybody. I'm not falling in love with anybody. I think this is the first time in my life where everything has stopped at like. It's... I don't know what it is. Interesting, because hello, this is me. Relieving, because oh my life is so much easier. Frustrating because now I can't quote The Missing Piece in case someone thinks my feelings for somebody are deeper than they actually are. Sigh.
My parents have given me their blessing to not go to Dry Grad, which, I'm sorry Nicole, I'm not going to do. Go, that is. Party at my house (which I also have my parents' blessing for) with people who made my Pitt high school experience what it is.
Anyways, I'm off to Nikki's for a few hours. Good night.
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| my life, so boring.
i'm kinda tempted to write an intro post for the one new friend i added from the meme, and for everybody else who has no idea who i am, but it would probably turn into a huge emo fest or something and I'm so not down with that rn.
question: what is the origin of the swastika? My history teacher told us it was Mayan today; I've always been told it was Buddhist. I did a quick Google search and about fifteen different cultures were returned, so now I'm just curious as to what you've been taught.
also question for the Brits on my f-list: why are there zig-zag lines leading up to a crosswalk? Is it simply to warn that there is a crosswalk coming up ahead? My parents first noticed it on the Panic Abbey Road picture, and again on Four Weddings and a Funeral.
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| oh god; i'm dying. i blame mike! ugh, random cold :( it started litterally at midnight last night and now i feel like crawling onto the couch at doing nothing, nothing at all all night. or maybe listening to razia's shadow or watching a movie or something idk idk i'm just sick :(
i've been obsessed with razia's shadow haha. i spent a few hours last night picking it apart with Lizzy and today I thought about it some more, and i still have no idea what's going on. sigh.
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| it scares me that my dog wakes up in the middle of the night with a very scared yelp. | |
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| I HAVE IT. RAZIA'S SHADOW IS MIIIIIIIIIIIIIIINE
except... not really... I bought it off iTunes. Story: Dad kept not ordering it because he could never remember the name. So then he triple checks with me and goes to order it today, only to discover someone along the line has changed distributors, and the new one has a horrible rep. So I said fuck it and bought it off iTunes, and if I see it next time I'm down in the states I'll just buy it again. And I bought videos: NORTHERN DOWNPOUR!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! - Panic at the Disco But It's Better If You Do - Panic! at the Disco Saturday - Fall Out Boy Cheer It On - Tokyo Police Club (if you've never seen that video before, go now. NOW.) Honey - the Hush Sound Wine Red - the Hush Sound and three Okkervil River ones and I finally got We Watch A Lot Of Movies, the song I somehow managed to miss off the Murder by Death/Volta Do Mar split. ...so brb listening to Razia's Shadow. Lizzy: for serious let's write that shit. Please? | |
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| pleasant mood, what is this? I like you.
eta; does anybody know of any bands that sound like old Panic? I want to listen to music that I could throw a circus to. That isn't Panic! because I've been listening to them for weeks straight. | |
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| lol ps: Mike got me ten pounds of Toblerone for my birthday. Emily and I thought he was carrying a body.
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| today. oh, today. I had way, way too much time to think, and it all got very messy. I started off happy, giggly, and then I got extremely upset, and then I was both. In coclusion: fuck. On one hand, alcohol \o/ I gained a ~connection with some new, very awesome friends, but I have... this to deal with. And I know I can handle it maturely, but idk, I just don't want to.  Maybe I should be f-locking these posts? idk. Here: so im not gonna lie, i got a little jealous, but please, dont make anything outta that, because theres nothing more to it. i dont want this to make things awkward between us, but i also didnt want to keep you thinking that i was mad at you cuz thats not true and this is why she is my sister.
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| Woek up at like, two, still a little loopy but have since sobered up completely. I didn't forget anything, it's all right here. I'm fucking freezing.
Drunk messages from Garrett and Griffin are amazing. Garrett's concerned he didn't tell Emily how he felt enough times, I'm just laughing at him and saying at least she knows how you feel.
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