Showing posts with label Mr. Darcy. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Mr. Darcy. Show all posts

Monday, January 26, 2009

Obscure ramblings of a hormonal teenager




You Are a Messenger



You are a great communicator and quite persuasive too.

And to be honest, your also a bit of a gossip. You like to know what's going on with people.



You can deliver almost any message to anyone, and they'll take it better coming from you.

In modern times, you would make a good journalist or diplomat.



Aaaaaahahaha.
I have really amazing friends. That became more apparent this weekend.
I don't know. It's cool having people who will sing along to "Anastasia" with me and call just to help me on a jigsaw puzzle. No, seriously, that actually happened.
So being alone is cool. But I probably wouldn't make it very far if I couldn't see my friends every day.
Or at least 5 times a week.
This is me!!!!!




You Are a Carousel



You are young at heart and a truly playful person. No one would ever accuse you of taking life too seriously.

You are definitely in things for the fun. You find joy easily, and you are often building up anticipation for your next adventure.

In relationships, you tend to want to be babied and taken care of.

And while you may be a bit high maintenance, you are incredibly loyal.



Your life is simple and satisfying. Each day you treat yourself to something you enjoy.

You have a lot of emotional attachments, and experiences are extra vivid to you.

You tend to be nostalgic and sentimental. The past is important to you.

Comfortable around all living things, you have a special connection to animals and children.



At your best, you are whimsical, free spirited, and creative.

Even if your schemes seem a bit strange, they usually work out wonderfully.

At your worst, you are spoiled, demanding, and impossible to satisfy.

You've been known to act like a brat if you aren't getting your way!



Kristine and I watched "Sense and Sensibility" last night. Kristine thought it was amazing. And it IS! All women want Colonel Brandon. He's attentive. He's mature. He's romantic. HE WALKED 5 AND A HALF MILES IN THE POURING RAIN TO FIND MARIANNE, AND THEN CARRIED ALL THE WAY HOME!
"Anastasia" is my favorite Disney princess. Besides Belle. Except Meg Ryan is sort of irritating and flaky. But still. It's a musical, Dimitri's hot, there's a funny white bat, Pooka is adorable...what more could you want?
I mean, besides plot and historical accuracy.
Aaaaagh, boys. A bunch of my friends had boy drama...INVOLVING THE SAME BOY. >:(
And if we're "just friends", why are you marking your territory around me? If you don't want to have a girlfriend, that's find with me. Just stop sending mixed signals. Because if I got with someone else, it would be COMPLETELY justified.
I don't know. Weird stuff is happening. And Valentine's Day is coming up, and people are making a HUGE deal about it. I don't actively hate it...I'm just not thrilled about it. The candy is great...but watching them pass out roses you will never get isn't. I don't know, no matter how thick your shell is, it hurts every time.
Wow, that sounded way jaded and self-absorbed.
From the diary of some unloved girl who fights to hide how she feels.
"I'm pretty jaded, and I've got a tuph shell, but I don't know, man. They just don't know what's inside."
Have at it, Mr. Darcy. Seriously, go for it. You're a lot cooler than one would think.

Wednesday, January 14, 2009

Very funny. Please stop.




Your Friendship Style is Independent



You love your friends, but you don't always need them as much as they need you.

You like to do your own thing. Sometimes this means taking a break from your friends and carving your own path.



As long as your friends give you the space you need, you are happy to be there for them whenever you can.

Your friends lean on you for advice and problem solving. You tend to be "the rock."



You and an Empathetic Friend: Go well together. Your Empathetic Friend understand and accepts you... but may be too needy sometimes.



You and a Gregarious Friend: Get along well, as long as your Gregarious Friend is happy to only see you occasionally.



You and another Independent Friend: Have a love / hate thing going on. When you agree, things are blissful. However, more often than not, you butt heads.



You and a Philosophical Friend: Are somewhat a matter of opposites attract. You're both thinkers, but you think very differently.



"West Coast Smoker" is my new favorite song.
Because he feels sorry for the suicidal cats.
They have to kill themselves 9 times before they get it right.
Ha ha ha ha.
My birthday's in 2 days!!
George Michaels.
How does "Crush" translate to "George" in French?
And "Squirt" to "Tortillon"?
We were watching "Finding Nemo".
I'm sorry, "Trouver Nemo".
Eartha Kitt is dead. That's terrible.
But "Monotonous" makes me want to punch her in the face.
Even though she's dead.
Curse you, Mr. Darcy.
"Pride and Prejudice" is ruining my life, and making me completely paranoid.
But at least I understand the unit circle.
I mean, that's always something.
Our group for Solo Ensemble is so amazing. We turned everything into quarter notes and left out the rests. It sounded so amazing. People were staring at us.
And not in a good way.
But they were just jealous.

Tuesday, January 13, 2009

The keyboard: I know it well




You Are "alt"



Some people might find you to be strange, mysterious, and even a bit off putting.

You tend to be drawn to and influenced by alternative lifestyles. You're definitely not normal.



Once people get to know you, they realize you're interesting, intriguing, and very intelligent.

You have a lot of knowledge stored in that big brain of yours. Most of it is useless knowledge, but some of it is very useful.



I know for a fact I have been hint-y, but when people inquire as to what has made me so incensed, I'm all vague, and, "Oh, nothing."
If you've ever experienced this with me or anyone, I sincerely apologize.
Because now I know how annoying it is.
All my friends are kind of depressed.
But life goes on.
Which is really kind of depressing.
Hopefully the Crazee Chickens will cheer them up.
Because nothing cheers people up like a Crazee Chicken.
They were out of yellow, though, so they'll have to make do with taupe and off-white.
Black and pink decorations.
Kind of anti-party, yet too trendy teenage girl.
Oh well. Not everything can be perfect.
My mom thinks I'm part of a Mr. Darcy situation.
I hope with all my heart and soul that I'm not.
Seriously. I hate that guy SO much.
Which apparently means true love.
That area of my life is already very complicated. Threefold.
My cup runneth over. But not my bra size.
Because that would be just wrong.