Pick a star on the-
Oops, excuse me. I like to sing, but if you heard me, you'd probably explode in excruciating little streamers of pain.
I have a lot of things that annoy me, and, in consequence, little that doesn't tick me off. I love my guinea pig Lilei Sherkebeta, whose second name was given to her by my small brother. Who is, by the way, the best and worst little brother a girl could have.
I like villains and evil people make me tremble with ill-concealed delight. Sometimes my Mom gets creeped out when I get especially ecstatic, so I try to hide it as much as is physically possible. I have a three sisters, one who is unbearably pessimistic, three which I look up to and hope to be some day like, three which I wish I was as pretty as, two which I wish I was as smart as, three who I envy for their incomparable skills in many things, two which make me wish I were as responsible as they are, three who make me always glad to be who I am, three who often infuriate me, and one of whom I enjoy the company of -cough-her boyfriend-cough-
That probably didn't make much sense, but then again, who does these days?
I highly dislike two Democrats who are running for president at this point, mainly because they believe murdering innocent children as a blessing, or maybe just a necessity.
I also have two brothers, one of whom I am quite alike in many annoying ways, two of whom I love and like to give cookies to, one of whom I envy his mad video game skillz, two of whom I wish I had the same creativity as, two of whom make me blindly furious at many points in the day, one of whom I am currently quite frustrated at for being scared of something very irrational, two of whom I am endlessly grateful for, one of whom makes me want to run outside and scream until I die, and two of whom I always want to hug.
That, too, probably didn't make much sense, but I don't really care.
I miss my hamsters, which I still wish I could cuddle. I remember the days they traveled to Rainbow Road. September 2nd, and May 25th.
I dislike spaghetti, lasagna, spaghetti casserole, most Italian/Chinese food, bullies, jerks, people who over-use swearwords, know-it-alls, insistent idiots, anyone who thinks cussing in front of small children is appropriate, any person who thinks blatant child murdering is even barely OK, and Viacom.
I VERY much like my sisters and brothers, Zachary Quinto, fantasy books, E. Nesbit, C.S. Lewis, any and all evil people (in a sick, deformed way), little kids, animals, a fresh, blue-skied morning, the beach, Narnia, Middle Earth, Tortall, Forks, and a few other things which I forgot to remember.
If you've seen my signature, you've read a tiny tidbit of a story I will never post here for reasons I certainly will NOT disclose.
I'd write much more here, but it's getting late, and I think a maniacal wolf is knocking insistently on the door.
Grudgingly yours,
Sela Anreya Locke
Joined: 30 Dec 2006 Posts: 322 Country: Underground cave in Australia.
Posted: Sat Jun 28, 2008 6:36 am Title:
No, it just takes time to develop.
Within five years your text will be an impenetrable hodgepodge of Imp's dashes and circuitous prose and Cher's egomaniacal and equally opaque ramblings.*
Joined: 18 Apr 2006 Posts: 3600 Country: A Kingdom of Conscience
Posted: Tue Jun 17, 2008 3:24 am Title:
... Or maybe you just think I have way too much to do. Maybe it's all a rouse. Maybe I'm a master con-artist. Maybe. Or maybe not. *nods decisively*
Will be sure to take a look at Sourblood! Humor's always good in a story. I could use some humor, at the moment. Spent way too much time, over the past month, reading the miserable nonfiction of wars and aftermaths and watching things like Munich. Yes. I could use some humor.
Your profile pic is, on a wholly unrelated topic... utterly adorable. =P
