Dear Grand High Muckety-Muck...

... I really don't want this stuck in my head, dammit.
Maybe it's just because Kerrin's such a big Evanescence fan and I'm too jaded to bother, but... I just don't get it. They're not a particularly good band. Amy Lee's voice is bland, the songwriting's trite, and they're overplayed to the max. And yet they still won a Grammy.
Then again so did the White Stripes. So I may feel a tiny bit vindicated. But Evanescence is still, in the words of Ed the Sock, a fart with pretensions.
"Just another broad in a negligee on the ledge..."

CLM has to be the most bullshitty class I've ever taken. Or at least one of.
Maybe it's just because I instinctively act with fear and revulsion whenever anyone tells me how I should organize my life. Mostly because I don't really want it to be organized. Sure, I have ideas about where I want to be and what I want to do, but they're not very realistic anyway, and what I want I can't plan for. I'm not going to become a chartered accountant or a lawyer; I'm going to abuse substances and have bouts of crippling depression until I die at a tragically young age of consumption. (Dammit.)
It's a weird thing, but a few weeks back I had this... I can't say premonition, because it probably wasn't. What it was was a certainty. I was suddenly completely sure that I was going to die when I turned twenty-two. o.O
That feeling's more or less gone now. It was just weird and depressing to be so sure about something like that.

Anyway! I found out my History teach's name. It's Putt. I am the proud owner of a Mrs. Putt. :)
Sadly, none of my teachers this semester like me. It's unsettling. Normally at least one thinks I'm pretty spiffy. Maybe teachers are slowly regaining their sanity. It makes them a lot less fun.
It's hard to get through high school when you have such a crippling superiority complex.

Someday soon I'm going to sit down and plot out exactly how all my favourite bands and singers are related.
But today is not that day.
Someday soon I'm going to make a new layout and icons for this thing.
Today's not that day either.

This is funny.
So is this.
A nice little series of vignettes about the Death Eaters. Includes classics like "Severus Snape sells his soul for a quarter" and "the Death Eaters have a bake sale."


You're Kitsune, the foxiest lady at Hinata House!
[Kitsune means fox in Japanese....teehee] You
love to have fun and work as little as
possible, and haven't worked since your school
days with Naru. Hey, why waste your time at a
job? Oh well, we know your job at the inn is
to get drunk, bet on horse races, and generally
cause trouble! And since Keitaro came, causing
trouble involves trying to seduce the poor
sap...But deep down inside, you have a soft
spot for Keitaro, and would do anything for the
sweet slob. You're a good friend to him, when
you haven't had too much of that sake...


Which Love Hina Girl are You?
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I'm the lazy alcoholic writer with a huge libido. Big surprise.
She is my favourite character, though.


Congratulations! You're Sam!


Which Lord of the Rings character and personality problem are you?
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Mr. Frodo? Frodo?! FRODO!!!!


Late season two. Jesus, what the fuck is wrong with
you?


Which Brian and Justin Are You? (Queer as Folk)
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... oh. :(


You're idealistic and romantic. You enjoy writing,
reading, painting and other things which help
you escape. Do you like to play with white
scarves by any chance?


Which Brian and Justin Kiss Are You? (Queer as Folk)
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I'm NOT a romantic. I'm not, I'm not, I'm not. *Pokes inner romanticism with a stick.*

What does it mean when you have dreams about Science Girl writing you notes in Strange Dream French? And why did mine involve pterodactyls?
... I just need help, don't I.

~Jehane

"Some people get so rich they lose all respect for humanity. That's how rich I want to be." - Mae West