I interrupt your daily programming to bring you the following announcement: Yesterday my sister flailed so hard she slapped herself in the face.

*iz ded and don't try to revive me* BAHAHA. My siblings are shiny. That is all.

The last little meme-post for dreamer_98 :

Lucky: While walking through New York City, the boys find themselves in a public bathroom. Together of course. However, there is no sex (*sadface*), just making out.

Also, credit to this piece wholly goes to the song "Howe Sounds" by Said the Whale. (Thank you Marika for introducing me to them. ^^)

( Yeah, I've got love handles, but I cannot handle love. )

And! And! Last night I saw the new Star Trek movie, which made me giddy because um, I was raised to be a Trekkie. By my father of course, so my inner sci-fi geek went all 'splodey with happiness. Plus, it was better than I expected. That, mah dears, is amazing. 

*runs off to catch up with her flist*
 

           

 

Because with meme's apparently comes music, so they deserve their own post.

Stars for dreamer_98 : Noah has just come home from the hospital, and insists that, although he is still in pain, they spend part of the night at the farm, under the stars.

WARNING: Fluffier than a poodle with a bad perm. (Yeah, I don't know what that means either.)

( Sing me something soft, sad and delicate... )
Straylight Run - Existentialism on Prom Night

Mazzy Starr - Happy


Autumn for Marika: The easy way the hurt each other is captivating.

( If bridges have to fall then you'll fall too. )

Elliott Smith - Between the Bars

Glen Hansard - Leave

Enjoy the music and the drabbles everyone. ^____^

First things first, a writing meme stolen from dreamer_98:
The first TEN people to comment in this post get to request a drabble or a sketch of any pairing/character (from one of my usual fandoms). Original fic is also allowed--you can toss names, photos, descriptions of personalities at me--with the provision that none of the characters be from any works in progress. In return, those ten people have to post this in their journals, regardless of their ability level.

Um, in actuality if you want one all you have to do is comment, forget the first ten people thing. Also, you can request as many as you want, just give me an approximate length and a couple of words to jump off from.

Secondly, today, Lita was totally frisked by a rusty razor wire fence. Of course, I didn't realize it was razor wire till I got to the top (do not ask how this is possible, because technically it isn't, I'm just absent-minded like that). So why was I climbing this feisty fence? Well, you see, I went to the gym today, and my mother dropped my sister off on the other side of the parking lot. Meaning the side that contained an apartment parking lot, its apartment and that fence. So instead of walking around this tiny subdivision, my older sister thought it would be faster if we hopped the fence and ran across the street to the YMCA. She was only right in theory.

And me being the idiot that I am didn't even suggest that she go first, I just hopped to it. Or climbed. Whatever. Nevertheless, when I got to the top I finally realized that aw shit, there are SUPER SHARP POINTY BITS ON THIS FENCE and FUCK MY MOTHER IT HURTS TO SIT ON THEM. Yeah, Lita is especially absent-minded. Of course while I'm up there I drop all my belongs into the grassy gutter on the other side and I can't leap and drop to the ground because a) my pants are caught, b) I'm receiving a very large wedgie and c) there is a car directly in. front. of. me. I will smash my chin off said vehicle, so I am stuck and my sister and I are laughing hysterically and I am attracting that strange sort of attention.

Needless to say, I got down, albeit rather unpleasantly and now have proof in the form of scrapes and welts that a rusty razor wire fence tried to get to second(?), third(?), whatever-base-that-is with me. :D This is why my parents don't like to let me out of the house. I'm so secretly wishing my sister had videotaped that, because it would have been hilarious to watch.

Oh, and my older sister? Totally did the smarter thing and walked around the little complex to where I was standing on the other side of the parking lot. Took her all of 30 seconds. Yeah, that fence was certainly a short cut. (Hope that made you smile flist!)

P.S. Marika your drabble (it's 227 words...so um, that still constitutes it as one right?) thing that I wrote for you is finished.



( I'm watching a dream I'll never wake up from. ) 

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EEEEEEEEEEEEE! My fandom is beyond shiny, ya'll. They are also in desperate need of that Daytime Emmy.

( Line. Delivery. sadfhjjgl;h'j;kjdlkjgjafd!!! )[/gush]

I am eagerly awaiting the recaps to this thing. EAGERLY. Also, Marika is feeling better, world. *explodes from happiness*

P.S. Harmony I've missed you and your comments something fierce. *HUGS* <3

Back again. And this time with a university acceptance letter (HAYLEY-KINS I IS COMING TO SCHOOL WITH YOU! *FLAIL*), and a meeting with the program leader of the specific section I shall be volunteering in. :D It's just a thirty minute orientation, but I'm overly excited nonetheless and have been staying awake wondering what it will be like. I've also been fretting. Seeing as socially, I'm terribly awkward, I'm kind of worried about putting off the person I get to hang out with. I just don't want them to think that's it there fault that I'm not chatty, and bleh. Meeting new people always makes me excessively self-conscious. However! We will most likely be doing fun activities in the recreation room so maybe we won't have a chance to talk until much later? *hopes it goes well*

And uh, Marika there is glitter and a to-be-finished lyrics booklet with hand drawn pictures. Because you are awesome, and yes I do love you that much. :D

Also, I have been writing. Mostly pg-13 Nuke drabbles, but then while I was busy cashiering I started to write smut!fics in my head, and while this is terrible for your concentration (my ability to multi-task has been sharpened, though) there were these two girls that somehow moseyed their way in. Hell if I know who they are, but apparently they want to build to the fun stuff because they haven't gotten there yet. Neither have I and this is kind of their clumsy entrance:

( I'll be holding all the tickets, and you'll be owning all the fines. )

Tootles!

 

P.S. Yeah world, Lita totally has tags now.

Just so no one thinks I'm on an unofficial hiatus for forever: HI! And a brief point form rundown of what I've been spending my time doing in the last, what, nine weeks is it LJ?

- WORK. WORK. WORK. WORK. W.O.R.K. I've officially whored my soul out to Price Chopper, not that they mind. Also, I've recently been losing in the battle to scare my 5''10/11, 200+ lb, super buff friend. We were in a battle of...stealth and unfortunately my minja powers have been dwindling. *WEEPS* I just want to be able to bully him is all, because I'm rather midget-y compared to his colossal-ness, which means it's awesome, adorkable fun.

-VOLUNTEERING. Lita is now officially a volunteer for the Whitby Mental Health Centre. A "friendly volunteer" which honestly is rather unnerving because I a) am rather shy, b) am completely atrocious at making conversation with complete strangers, c) it's a social situation, a NEW one, although adaptable I still tend to fail with these at first. 

-Health wise, um, it's been weird because I have some random version of arthritis (hi damp, wet, and cold day! I hate you.) and I think I should eventually talk to my doctor about the fact that for the past year or so I've been having panic attacks. Not knowing what causes them, and really not being able to do anything healthy about them has me worried.

-To Marika: a) I MISS YOU! b) You are going to be getting a MIX-CD &hearts; sometime in the future (as in the next couple of weeks. I has music, I has CD, I has money. It's your's darling).

- NUKE! Yes, Lita has been watching soap (my addiction to terrible television never truly ends). However, Luke and Noah are adorable, and I only watch their storyline (because some people on Youtube are actually brilliant, and they spend the time to upload only certain storylines, so that we fans don't have to wade through the mess that is a soap). They're adorable, and while I have an addiction to bad television I'm also enthralled by good acting. Which actually happens with these two, plus they're some of the cutest couple of gay boys on television. Jake Silberman has these really elegant fingers and Van Hansis is just so adorkable.

-NAOMILY. NAOMILY. NAOMILY. Again proving that those Brits will always portray lesbians better than Americans ever could on television (minus South of Nowhere). While I couldn't actually watch the entirety of Skins, Emily had red hair, and an accent, and I was swooning the entire way. Also, no one died, they dealt less with coming out drama and focused on their relationship, and THE ACTING. The acting and that red hair and the fact that they ended up happily together made my heart so unbelievably gleeful.

Yes that's what's consumed my life as of late. By the end of April things will have become exceptionally chaotic, but I'm not in school as of yet (I am actually worried about this because they requested my highschool application and although I sent it a month ago, practically, I have a feeling that it got lost in the mail. This terrifies me.), so I need something to keep me busy.

( NUKE + NAOMILY = *swoon* Fangirl away with me? )
I hope you enjoyed all the sappiness!

F-list! I have risen!

Ahem. Yes, I do realize that it is pathetic that that is the way I have to start practically every entry now. I am neglectful, but I am commenting more so baby steps, yes? Anyway.
( Predictament! Involves school and me being an idiot, you may bypass it. )Besides all that nonsense things have been going rather well. I have decided it would be best not to even attempt to pursue a relationship, outside of friendship, with that boy who bought me those really warm gloves (that I have lost, because ALL gloves if worn are meant to be lost) for reasons: a) I highly doubt he likes me, and even if he does I can't keep up the energy it takes to find out...I over-analyze things already, trying to do that with him just takes too much time. I am romantically lazy, it happens to be more of a blessing than a curse, so yay! b) I don't want to ruin our friendship. It's far too weird and giggleworthy to be lost. Plus he's great to argue have long discussions with. We disagree more than we agree and yet were still friends I appreciate this, romance is not worth ruining that over. ^____^ *resolved*

And um, I'm going to be going to apply for volunteer positions (at the mental health care facility and maybe at a shelter)! YAY! I had hoped to do this last year during the summer, but I had to work to pay for books and such for school, and now that I think I have my chance (when I finally DECIDE between Option A and Option B) I'm hoping to do it. :D

I hope everyone is well! ...And uh wow, it's almost February. Which means it's almost my dad's birthday and Valentines Day and uh, wow. That's just so sudden. 

Also, even if your not into rap music take it because it is brilliant:
Aesop Rock - 6B Panorama

Aesop Rock - One Brick

Aesop Rock - Daylight

Enjoy it everyone.

Dear Stephanie Meyer,

You are an atrociously bad writer. (Seriously if someone told me that your story was fanfiction to Romeo and Juliet, or any OTHER forbidden-love story, I wouldn't be surprised. It's like someone hopped on to Fanfiction and chose the first thing they saw.) And while your writing is a travesty to behold - my Writer's Craft teacher didn't allow that course to anyone who hadn't completed grade eleven English for fear that countless teenagers would scribble the vapid, lovelorn, inane DRIVEL that you decided would be today's newest fad - you have done something far more infuriating, that although I would rather let the whole Twilight craze pass as painlessly as possible, I can't. I won't. I'm willing to burn bra and damn comfy panties, if it will one day lead to better more empowering, equalizing fiction read by tweens, teens, ladies and grandmothers alike.

An easy step by step guide about WHY I think you're moronic, and every feminist should send you really fucking nasty letters declaring not only their displeasure with your the way in which you depict the main characters in your story, but force you into making a public apology and perhaps providing a set of guide questions or even discussions describing why the main relationship is so unhealthy.

a) It is about a 108-114 year old vampire who still goes to high school and eventually dates some 16-18 year old girl. Pedophilia at it's finest.

b) However, not only is he a pedophile he's obsessive, stalks said girl, and mentions repeatedly how much he would enjoy killing her.

c) Girl thinks she's totally unworthy of said abusive boyfriend's affections, and is therefore COMPLETELY SUBMISSIVE. And will do anything he says/still loves him anyway. Instead of standing up for herself etc...It's a relationship that relies on a sinister amount of co-dependency, both needing the other to fulfill ancient gender roles that enforce the feeling powerlessness and lack of personal identity and independence in women. As a female writer, you should know better, especially since the industry is male dominated. Female and male equality should be STRESSED for...just UGH. >=(

d) One of KEY themes is sexual repression and abstinence and there's this weird imprinting thing which is likened to arranged marriage/love at first sight. When they finally do get to have sex, after marriage that is, he causes so much trauma to her she goes unconscious. He of course (from what I heard) does not let this stop him, and when she awakes asks him for a repeat performance. DX WTF?!

e) It holds men to some very unrealistic expectations, and is the ultimate perverted escapist fantasy fare marketed at tweens-grandmothers. RAWR. It's a sexist free for all, both ways. Enforced by the fact that the vampire dude is even called the lion, while Bella is called the lamb. If that isn't alluding to the submissive housewife and that all-powerful patriarchy, well fuck me sideways, with a fahking chainsaw.

I just wish there was some way to send this to you, so you could know exactly how livid I am about the fact that a woman wrote this. A WOMAN.

Yours truly,
One very disgusted feminist.

P.S. I would like to reiterate that your writing is one large EPIC FAILURE, to behold. In case you didn't get it the first few times.

[Happy!edit] The best thing to come out of this whole series, other than some serious mocking was this line:

"And he sparkles. The only thing better than an immortal penis is one that glitters."

Maaaan. I love the CHUD boards some days. I hope that made you smile, flist. XD

OBAMA WON KIDS!

OBAMA FUCKING WON!

AGFYSHDJL;LGH;SLFRTOU\FGDIZBFNHKNSDP;JH! AMERICA YOU'RE LOOKING BETTER ALREADY.

^________________________^ ♥ ♥ ♥

Here's to hoping that health-care will eventually be free!, gay marriage will be smiled upon and allowed!, and gay adoption will allowed!


BLOOOODY WOOOT!

HAPPY HALLOWEEN EVERYONE!

I have been inspired into posting by Marika, Hayley, and Harmony (who came back! Goodness it's MARVELOUS).

As always because I'm terminally divided, thus first the good:

University is comforting, despite how awkward I really am socially, I'm easing into it. I was planning to volunteer at CWTP, but I decided that if I was to do that I wanted to be especially prepared. Thus, I'm going to volunteer and the Whitby Mental Psych and hopefully get into the course about eating disorders before I attempt to help anyone. I would like to be prepared and help those in the best way possible, experience seems the only way to do this. The campus is so large and the LIBRARY. I just want to live there! It's usually the first place I go in the morning partly because the Study Area is a great place to sleep (it's quiet and everyone is too busy with their own work to wonder what you're doing sleeping) plus there's just so much knowledge. I want to consume it. Or be engulfed by it...I'm not entirely sure. Also we have such a large roof area that, despite how frosty I know I'll be, makes me want snow that much sooner. It's breathtaking up there. *sigh* Nature is so spectacular. ^^;; My bus ride takes me through the country everyday, and I'm always astonished at the how imperfect its perfection is. It's constantly changing, constantly transitioning. So no matter how much I want to capture it with photo's...I don't. In fear that I'll ruin it. I wish that it would all just linger. That I could linger. I'm in desperate need of walk which includes numerous trees and plenty of shimmering leaves. *swoon* Fall, thou art majestic.

Lita thinks that the boy she likes, who most likely likes her back is just about ready to start dating her. He bought her gloves (even though she protested) and said that she should get used to him buying things for her. Holy schnizzle sticks. I hope I don't screw it up. DON'T FUCK IT UP, IDIOT! Please? He's too sweet.

Also. I HAVE DOC MARTENS NOW. They are amazing, durable, and WARM. As in my new winter boots which will, in all probability, last me the next ten years. Plus, strangely enough, they are also kind of empowering, I think it's because I associate them with the likes of Claire Danes (via My So Called Life), Integra Hellsing, and some of my other favourite fictional characters. It's just something about the way that while they don't stomp, or are obnoxiously loud, but that they are so grounding. STABLE. They're sound - structured. Who knew one could feel so strongly about a pair of shoes? ^^;;

Entertainment wise, I have fallen for the following bands: Low, Slowdive, Miles Davis (yeah I know...what took me so long right?), Edith Piaf, Broken Social Scene, and Mazzy Starr.

The next post shalt be emo-tastic (blech, but I can't help it...I need balance) and song heavy.

Enjoy your candies and such everyone! ♥

P.S. Since I haven't updated with anything I've written in a while: ( Voila )

Explanation for her vacancy: EXAMS and summer, honestly. When summer comes along I have a tendency for some odd reason avoid most forms of a human contact and attempt to get through my booklist, movie list, AND completely watch Strange Days on Planet Earth. Generally I embrace my inner-hermit and kind of hibernate.

So, I was wondering, since my summer will most likely be populated with WORK, books, movies, and random interesting things on the internet, if anyone had any suggestions for what I could add to my booklist?

( Wanted rambling. Pass it by unless you terribly bored. And even if you are. )
Tootles!

P.S.
Marika! Have you ever heard of Elliot Smith? I think you'd like him.

The Good: "If you're looking for something life-like, hit a sardine nightclub. If every surface you touch is cold, never go home."
Metric - Hustle Rose

Prom, which I surprised myself by going to, (after spending 85$ on the ticket you have no choice really) was fantastic, senseless fun. Plus everyone just looked so bloody gorgeous, it was actually unnerving. The food wasn't that tasty, but there was dancing and the Spice Girls, good techno, the Backstreet Boys, calypso and well yeah, my night was made when they dimmed the chandeliers and the strobe lights came roaring through the dark. ^_^

( The Bad )

I've been away primarily because of school and trying to get everything organized so I can LEAVE highschool and go to York (Lita is failing miserably at doing this) . But I've also been buying and watching WAY too many movies, and have thus far decided that I want to either marry Edward Norton's acting ability (and intelligence) or David Fincher's slightly disturbing mind. Decisions, decisions...And EEEE! YAY! Adldksajflkik! And other such things because Portishead, who hasn't been around for a while came out with a new album. YAYAYAYAYAYAYAYAY! Beth Gibbons is such desperate sounding love. *swoon*

( The Ugly )

Anyway I'll be off, hope everyone is doing well, and yes you can hate me for being terribly neglectful.

Holy mother, my hands are shaking like a crackwhores, and yet I am not nervous. >.> Yes, I have returned to update/somewhat explain my disappearance and well, spread some much needed appreciation to all the people that may have been thinking: Uh, where'd she go?
( My love from me to you. Take it, please? )
So to sum up November - March.

-Something was said which caused some serious issues for my sister and I. And if I hadn't been as tactful as I was there could have been: jail, serious amounts of therapy, ten times more guilt than there is now, and uh, my sister gone for at least six months. My mother will never truly forgive me, and my father will never truly forgive my best friend. Now there is a more steady flow of bickering and other such ways of not talking about the problem. It could have been worse. P.S. I was never ever mad at you for that, so don't ever worry 'kay?

-Frustration/tension + social worker visits + lack of willpower = Serious drop in my work ethic, I'm ASTOUNDED (yes Hayley-kins I do adopt your speech patterns, it's terribly pathetic) I did as decently as I did, last semester. SWEET JEEBUS ON A CRACKER, I did more than just pass Biology. Mr. Merola you are my new found religion.

- Got accepted to YORK! Jabby-kins I'm coming to meet you! EEEEEE. The intensity of my excitement is unfathomable. However, no matter how desperately I (and various others) would like to move out of my house I will not for two reasons: a)I've got no money to live on campus and neither does my mother, b) my sisters still live with my parents, and because of various things that have happened we have grown to be attached at the hip.

-"Higher Ground", "Joan of Arcadia", "My So Called Life" have risen that ranks and have officially trumped all other shows. They are now my holy Trinity of (outdated) T.V.

-I have become an entertainment-consumer-whore. More money has been spent on music (Metric, Regina Spektor, and The Stars,), books (The Wasteland, House of Leaves, all things David Levithan), and movies(Eternal Sunshine of a Spotless Mind, Sybil, American Psycho, Hard Candy!) than ever before. I feel as if I have traded my soul to capitalists. Oh, how melodramatic.

- I thoroughly enjoy going to work. Simply because I am out. of. my. house. It is a wonderful thing. I have, since November, become such a hermit that the thought of existence outside my abode is simply so magnificent it makes me tear slightly.

-School + work are devouring my time. Lita ish a work-alcoholic.

-Lita also figures she needs to go see the doctor, being sick every other month (with the now predictable fever)for the past year and a half is not entirely the best sign that her health is all its supposed to be.

-Lita is trying to refrain from all forms of whine-whine-whine-BLAH-ness, she realizes she has serious issues with people she has not even met listening to her complain. It's boring.

P.S. "Definitely" shalt forever be spelt D-E-F-I-N-I-T-E-L-Y. Please?
P.P.S Hey LJ, the word "spelt", actually does exist.

She wants to melt-down, because attempting to be intact all the time is taxing.

We all want to be pure,
But it isn't a very easy thing now is it
To do?

I am back from my trip to Virginia which no one really knew about. Opps.

While there I:

-Fell in love with a puppy pitbull named Buddy. He is the cutest, feistiest little dog ever. We became soulmates, and I miss the little bugger.

-Bought Girl, Interrupted (finally), Foxfire, the Little Earthquakes CD, and the book You Don't Know Me.

-Picked up a pretty digital camera.

-Watched a lot of Law and Order SVU

-And uh, generally sweltered in the heat. YAY.

Random Update:

-Have changed jobs (as of July) from Rosa's Cafe, to Price Chopper.

-Work has been mighty busy. It is rather scary. Where do all those people come from?

-My sister is starting high school, she's nervous, I'm excited. EEE Kelsey! High school! HIGH SCHOOL-KELSEY!

-I want a cat or dog or monkey.

-I'm planning to sponsor a kid, or support RAINN somehow because I am now making enough money to do so. I've kind of wanted since I was a kid, so um, one more thing to be crossed off my checklist? Hurray.

-The body is acting rather strange, it can't handle the random weather flux and whatever else. Headaches+ persistent cough+ weird digestive system = Argh.

-Marika I hope your sister doesn't have cancer, and it is something less threatening, I also hope it, whatever you have, is DEFINITELY not Graves disease, because, yes that would be horrible. I am sorry I haven't chatted with you recently I miss you sweetness.

I have officially caved in and gotten a Facebook. You don't have to read the following because it is just Lita being odd, more-so than usual. >.>;;

( Reason's Why I Avoided it for as Long as Possible )

*revives* No, I'm not dead yet. So, uh, HI! School had ensnared my soul (only not so dramatically as that would suggest) and well, I avoided LJ not so I wouldn't be distracted, but because I couldn't think of anything mildly entertaining to speak about. And no, she still can't. But here she is nonetheless, with hopefully good grades (she still hasn't seen them yet, eep!)and a super-duper-sparkly Nell icon. Ah, the pretty.
*lightbulb flickers*
Oh, right maybe I do have something to talk about let's make a list:
1)Parents and little sister's departure
2)Anime North
3)Birthday! Birthday! Birthday!

( Read more... )

That was longer than I thought it would be. Whatever. In other less lengthy news about Lita, she finally bought and read Boy Meets Boy (which she actually bought for Kelsey) and Annie On My Mind. They are officially her two favourite teen romance books. Both left me beaming at the end, and well, I think I want to marry both David Levithan AND Nancy Garden.

Nigella Lawson+Chocolate= Incomprehensible goodness. The Food Channel has never been better. Watch and drool accordingly.

(Goes with the post below)
Isn't it the most exquisite thing EVER? *sighs dreamily*

( For Marika ^_^ )

And even though you "sprained your emo" for now Harmony, I made something to cheer you up ANYWAYS.
( On the surface simplicity, but the darkest pit in me. It's pagan poetry... )

Now where have I been for the past little while?
Well...
-throwing up
-coughing up something that looked like a vital organ, but appearently wasn't needed anymore
-feeling like someone stamped on my head
-trying to breathe out of both nostrils at ONCE
-attempting to (and being successful at) breaking two fevers in a row

RAWR. This is the second time in three months I've had something similar to tonsillitis. Stupid sickness. Stupid body for realizing I had the same thing already so it should have defeated it before it started.

Moving along, because I am thankfully better. Mostly anyways. Work is going very well, and I'm hoping to go get (yet another) job at Chapters, or possibly HMV. If I work at Chapters, I will a) be surrounded by books (Jeanette Winterson!), b)hopefully get a discount on said books, and c)get to go to Cinnabon which is two shops over. Thus, my life will be complete. HMV will provide me with a plethora of music and goodness and I can POSSIBLY gain enough influence to get them to get some (more) jrock in the store. One can only dream. Back to my current job: my boss sold her store. Fortunately for me I am still able to work there, and also fortunately for me I am surrounded by pretty. There is something to be said about exotic beauty that Islamic women have. At least I think they're Islamic, (the new owner, she prayed right before sunset, so I'm taking a guess). Plus they were wonderfully nice, and just WOW. Talk about interesting accent. It makes me squee with delight. Lita is a pathetic creature isn't she?

To Hayley: I hope all your nights go as well it did on Friday. Also send me a picture of you two together, because I don't have one and that annoys me. You two are too radiant and too cute together for me not to have a picture.

So, I'm going to run along now and take a swim in all the homework I have to catch up on. Writer's Craft is going to kill me.