There was a lot of awesome happening to me after wendsday. On thursday night I hung out with one of my older friends in the dining hall for about... 2 hours, eating thanksgiving dinner. Kind of a odd thing considering I really don't like the food that thanksgiving is glorified for. Bleh, turkey. After that we went to another dorm to see Alex who just had his appendix taken out and was in bad shape. I gave him a banana cupcake. He then decided that I was an idiot who lived in 1901 considering how much I hate technology and stay out of the modern world.

Then he started playing Lady Gaga's "Bad Romance". I didn't like it.

After a brief walk around my friend and I went back to my dorm where there was going to be a Drag Show. Her roomate came in a little later and the show started. One of the most toned and gorgeous guys I've even seen was parading around givign lap dances to the song "bad Roamnce". I love that so so much now, not becuase of the music, but becuase of how much awesome is mentally associated with it now.

The next day I finally cuaght the episode of House that I missed and it was so awesome. Otherwise I spent my entire daytime just sitting on my bed, not working on Nano, and being lazy. I seriously didn't take a shower until the sun went down. My dorm was suppossed to have a rave that night (I know, my dorm is incredible) but it was canceld on a account of drugs.

Instead we went on random busses through the city to find out where they go. We thought we got on the city shuttle but then my ability to read signs backwards came in and it was "Hotel Shuttle" . We laughed a little and ran through the hallways for the 6 minutes we had. On all the empty and unwritten on message boards I put "That's a Bingo" and I wonder if anybody was happy to see it.

We finally got back to the campus and I demanded that I get a jelly doughnut so we headed to the city proper and found a Dunking Doughnuts abotu five minuets from closing. But I got my doughnut. Checked out this musical/poetc/art thing for few minutes before they started bustign otu the love songs. Strangest part? My next door dorm neighbors were all there. Including one of the guys in the dresses.

Headed back to my dorm where we hungout in the art room talkign about Somalia with one of the RAs, our friend Mickey ahd to leave cuase he was on duty and there was a cop lurkign around the place. My friend left and I went back into my room and wrote like one sentence for Nano before just loosing myself to the internet again.

It's been a great time and I can only hope the aweosme continues the rest of the year.

"Using only song names from ONE ARTIST, cleverly answer these questions. Try not to repeat a song title. It's harder than you think."

( Stolen From havlockvetinari )

On my bed. On my desk. The table in the library near the window where everybody parks. The Student Center. My dorm lounge.

I've been NaNoing everywhere. Fourteen thousand words so far and that's already a record for me. I think I might actaully be able to finish this?

Got sick today so I'm trying to get better in time for my exam but there is the possiblity that I might have to miss the week of classes and that'll kill me. A few short recaps. My roommate is a still a freak and I've got people plain out telling me that. I've been doing great grade wise.

Clockwork Orange, the book and movie, were boring. I felt dissappointed. I think I'll be making my box of macaroni and cheese as a pick me up tonight. Want to learn more German.

Still love boardgaming club. I will never be able to rule the world. Most of the things I do in life are for the lulz. I'm going to Strand Bookstore this week and I'll be so estatic.

Have to go catch up to my friend's word count pronto. Why do people rake leaves?

This week has been completely insane. I'm pretty sure I bombed that midterm I had on Thursday and the essay I handed in for that class wasn't too gret either. On wendsday I have a poetry essay due as well as a History test that I think I've been stresing too much for but it's better than not enough.

I plan on writing some more this weekend and I'll be home so I can do fun crafty things too. Like work on the website I've been neglecting and haven't been able to access. So far I've got an idea for Alive: TFE and for Inglorious Bastards so we'll see where that goes. Going to update the poor Naruto fic that's been a abused child of mine.

Good news, I'm out of hot water for this semester?

Rutgers is running a feild trip to Eastern State Penn. Terror Behind th Walls.

The most terrifying haunted house in America. That one that made ME have flashbacks.

...I might go again.


I also made a step socially! I gave my crush my phone number and told him to call me!

Title: Finding Hugo
Rating: PG13
Character: Wihlhelm Wicki, Hugo Stiglitz
Words: 1000ish
Disclaimer: I do not own Inglorious Bastards or anything affiliated
Summary: The few years were the most fun of all, Jewish or not.
BETA: ARRUGALATOR

( Finding Hugo )

Digimon 02 hasn't been on my television for yeeeeeaaaarrrrrss. I watched the first two episodes yesterday so my AU can make sense and I was able to speak all the lines, including cheesy one liners. And some how I've got backwards character appreation- I disliked Davis and then the show ended and I realized he was an awesome character during the re-watch. It's been over... 7 years and I think he's an idiot again. I'm starting to think it was just the first few episodes. I'm really hoping or else my Davis is going to seem completely OOC.

I've already caught the'itis' of not wanting to do my homework. Only took about a month. But I want to rewite the next chapter so much but I've got essays to write first. At least I'm keeping my prioroites straight?

Title: Der Golem
Rating: PG13
Character: Wilhelm Wicki and Hugo Stiglitz
Words: 589
BETA: morphinelovexx
Disclaimer: I do not own Inglorious Bastards or anything affiliated
Summary: Before he's the Bear Jew, the germans are a little more afraid of the golem of Prague
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My roommate is slowly working on my nerves. Like hell I'm leaving my window, the window I have sacraficed 82% of the room for, closed or letting her close it. Fine, yesterday was a storm and shit had to be taken care of. But if she thinks it's staying shut now until she leave it's going to be a world of trouble for her. I think this is only fair considering she has almost all the floor space, the tv on, the radio, and constantly heats food up in the room instead of leaving.

Other then that I feel like a pussy. Lunch today kinda sucked so I made a pineapple and orange fruit salad makign my meal one of the healither ones at the table. I'm usually the bacon and ice cream and cheese eater.

Ah well. Hopefully ths weekend is productive.

My day sucked royally. But my night made up for it all. After share ranting with my first she left with her kinda-boyfriend I went back to my dorm.

Just in time for the Pirate-Ninja Kareoke Party. I didn't sing with the mic, but in the crowd with "Master of Puppets" and the last song of the night- "Bohemian Rapshody".

It has just been soo awesome. Imagine a group of 25 singing that song. The RAs were singing too so there quiet hours we're broken a little.

I LOVE MY DORM.

Every time you ditched me and didn't call to say why I got over it. I was the one that fucking left you live your fucking life and help you do things you never would have dreamed of. I walked across the fucking city because I was afraid you got hurt. I made sure I knew when your holidays and fastings were so I didn't taunt you with food. I celibrated both your birthdays when your sister forgot.

I made you laugh why you were scared that your dad was dying. Gave you unconditional support for that you wanted to do and defended you from other people.

I HAVE FUCKING HELPED YOU AROUND WHEN YOU COULDN'T FUCKING SEE.

On Thursday we were supposed to take our first car ride of the year and drop me off at home so I could spend my brother's birthday with him. You turned off your phone and forgot me. I said I couldn't talk to you then.

Becuase I decided to spend my time with my  family I come on to aim and You tell me you 'formally announce that you would genuinely not like to be my friend anymore.'

Fuck you.  Fuck you and the life you never lived. Fuck you and the fact that you never grew a spine.

I actually pity you now because, honestly, no one gives a damn about you. Your own family forgets about you.

I am just done.

...am I that bad of a friend?

Title: Slurry
Rating: PG13
Character: Ichigo/Orihime
Words: 764
Disclaimer: I do not own Bleach or anything affiliated
Summary: Love didn't put her bra in his backpack.

 

( Slurry )

Where the hell have my past two weeks gone? I haven't even had that much work to keep me busy but I guess random things keep interupting my fandom time. Been absorbed in the Inglorious Bastrads fandom and even that has had it's time cut into with me galavanting off into the night most of the time. Between RUPA events and me just wandering around helping people out.

My best friend's dad had a stroke just as school started so I've been trying to comfort her and that hasn't been an easy task.

My roommate this year is mouch more tolerable than the thing I had last year, but the room is god awful. In order to fit everything into the room my dressor is in my closet and my desk  is under my bed- which is proabbly why I haven't felt comfortible typing things out.  She also has this off fear of leaving the room. Two of my freidns snuck into the dorm when I wasn't here and asked her (on seprate occasians) where I was. She didn't open the door expcept to peak her head out and was reported as being very scared. I'm notsure how to tell her that things are just going to get worse as the year goes on and I brign my guy friends to the dorm to visit. I need some damn space in here. I've got a couple of one shots for Blech and Alive:TFE in the works but I dont' feel like I've done anything really.

The boardgaming club at my school is amazing! I played Risk and Shadow of Camelot for the first time in my life. Can't wait for the next meeting of it, though I'll only be attending it biweekly, as I go home to see my family every two weeks. Joey and Taylor would be mortified if I didn't.

First RUPA meeting is the same Monday that House starts so I'm a little pissed about that. It's like taking the two loves of my life and makign me choose one. And all my classes are kind of eh-ich this semster. I can't really brign myself to really get excited over many of them. Though to be fair I have sparked an interest in James Joyce and will probably try to tackle his monster of a novel this summer. Or hell, even this year becuase I'm having some extreme boredom spells here.

I think I need to go - the world just turned on its axis and my uncle did something nice for me.

Title: Breakfast in America
Rating: PG
Character: Hans Landa
Words: 742
Disclaimer: I do not own Inglorious Bastards or anything affiliated
Summary: Not everyone can become used to a Nazi sitting in their Diner.
WARNING: INGLORIOUS BASTARDS SPOILERS.

 

( Breakfast in America )

The War of the Worlds film with Tom Cruise was filmed in Bayonne, New Jeresy and had a Harrington's Auto Shop and Gas Station in the movie. True, there is a Harrignton's but its on Kennedy and Margaret St. between 5th and 4th Ave, not First Street Park like the movies says. They tore down a baseball feild for that replica (but they put it back up). What does any of that have to do with New jeresy politics? I actaully live accross the street from the real Harringtons and was one of the many happy people in my city to see my house destroyed via CGI.

Four summers ago, Exxon had to drill hole sint he side of the house for testing and my family filed for a report that they never gave us when we bought the house, including a 2 inch folder on the Eviromental Hazards. We proceeded ot contact the city laywer but absolutely nothing was done.

If any of you media follows remember, about a month ago there was a scandal about the 40 members of the NJ government and a few rabbis arrested, one  of the accussed being Joe Doria, the former mayor or Bayonne. Turns out, the laywer that filed the claim was under his payroll and never pushed any of the paper work through. That guy is gone. And we just got a letter saying the EPA is finally getting involved after 4 cases of cancer ina  two block area.

Things like this make me want to take a baseball bat to some people, Donny Donowitz style. (Inglorious Batsards was incredible, by the way.)

I feel like crap that i haven't updated either the LAST FREAKEN chapter of my story or the website.  I'm not going to be able to update the website until my desktop gets fixed and by then I'll be at my dorm. So, realistically speaking the next update won't be til October. En Masse I guess.

I'm tired of shuffling to the hospital and the germaphobic tendencies I've been trying to quash are coming back again.

Topping it all off I've finally started fixing my insomnia after a brief dependency on sleeping pills but now I remember my dreams. Apparently I've been blocking my dreams because they can not be processed the consicence mind.

I'm dreaming about zombies.

Now I've got to industrustially clean my room and pack half my junk to move in a  week. Still have no Aid. I feel like a crappy fangirl.

Title: Baiting
Rating: PG
Character: Shinji and Hiyori
Words: 498
Disclaimer: I do not own Bleach or anything affiliated. "Grandfather" belongs to Stephan Lynch.
Summary: The would-be confession that never happened, never will happen, and happened to see the bottom of her shoes.

( Baiting )

Rutgers is still trying to screw me. Still no aid, even thought they promised it'd be done by three days ago. Now they decided to have no kendo class as an extra, something I'd been counting on.

So I'm still using a lightsaber with a permit(because that's what I want the class for). I've mapped out some extra classes that I feel would empower me as a Jedi. Kendo not being offered is putting a serious block on that.

Had a deep heart-to-heart ocnversation with  my mother and grandmother late at night. Traced some family history, had family run into some family. Oh, and the reason I trip so much is becuase "Your Uncle is a Fag." Can't take Grandma seriously after that one.

Best news of all- I found my condom and lube collection.  No sex life to speak of, but I earned those things. At the Latex Luau I named more infecious STDs by picture, put condoms on dildoes, and played games of pin the genitals on the person than most people in the room. A week later the health board played Bad Health Bingo with condoms and lube as prizes for getting questions right.

I proceeded to run into my room with a penis whistle and through condoms at my muslum roommate. That freak out was the best!

(Thirteen more days)

(PS. c'mon, write for the http://bleachkink-meme.livejournal.com/  meme. You know you want to.)

Title: Pause
Rating: G
Character: Yoruichi
Words: 298
Disclaimer: I do not own Bleach or anything affiliated
Summary: Yoruichi wishes that somebody would be able to catch up to her.

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