Trials and Tribulations of a Fangirl.

New Year's Eve

Mon, 31 Dec 2007 16:58:27 GMT

Wow, it's been a long time... Over a month in fact since I last posted.

I'm such a bad Shakai *slaps wrist*

It's been a pretty long month and a half, pretty wild too. I've had lots of arguments (over exams and which Uni to go to), lots of life changing decisions, (such as which Uni to go to and should I watch Heroes then play WoW? or play WoW and then watch Heroes?) and lots of chocolate (Toblerone FTW!).

It's all the World of Warcraft I've been playing, it's taken over my life I swear.
I've already played it for about 5 hours today alone and I'm itching to have another go. I'm so close to level 40 dammit!
I'm seeing things in shades of WoW... Relatives are coming around in 5 minutes for a New Years Eve celebration, is it wrong that I want to attempt the Mote Of Myzrael first and kill Fozruk before they get here. *itchy fingers itchy fingers*

I'm also making an effort at delurking. *pats self on back* Let's see how it goes.

Oh! Also!
...My bedroom is tidy!

That is all.

Tue, 13 Nov 2007 20:33:51 GMT

This is a last ditch effort at procrastinating from Psychology coursework. It's almost as bad as Biology coursework (yes, it's that bad)

But, d'you know what?

HEROES AND PRISON BREAK TONIGHT! *sounds the new episode alarm*

epiSOOOOOODEnewepiSOOOOODEnewepiSOOOODE! *flail*

Semi Nekkid guys! *rings the semi nekkid bell*

nek-KID nek-KID nek-KID.

Screw this. I'm going to go and read fanfiction. My brain isn't in it today.

*few hours later*

This is it! The short one-shot that should in no way have taken this long to write. I had the plot line and everything in my head, it's just I never remembere to finish it - until today! So voila! My Matt and Molly drabble :)

Nameless as of yet. >:

Title: Unready Father?
Characters: Matt and Molly
Genre: Angst, comfort, fluff.

Matt wasn’t sure he was cut out to be a “father”. He wondered if it was a talent that a man was born with, not something he could acquire. Maybe that was why Janice had left him, even though she was pregnant with his child. Maybe she had detected the lack of parenting skills in him and taken the child elsewhere. He’d tried reading books, searching the internet but nothing seemed to be giving him any clues in what to do in his situation. They didn’t seem to be helping Molly any either.

She wasn’t sleeping well. Each night he would keep a bedside vigil, vainly hoping to deter the “bogeyman” that visited her dreams and tormented her at night. But his efforts were wasted as the bags deepened under the young girls eyes and she began falling asleep in class often. She became moody and sullen, her temper often simmering to boiling point with anything capable of setting her off. She preferred to stay in the dark apartment that he and Mohinder shared, drawing dark pictures with those ever present eyes.

On a Sunday afternoon in February, Matt decided that Molly needed to go outside more. Marching over to the table in the kitchen with his work boots on, he seated himself on the edge of the table where the little girl was currently drawing her latest masterpiece.

“Let’s go to the park.” He suggested lightly. Molly ignored him, just reached a hand towards his knee where the brown pencil crayon had rolled to a stop.

“Did you hear me Molly? I said let’s go to the park.” He pushed, picking up the nearest blue crayon and twizzing it between his fingers like a tiny baton.

Molly didn’t look up or pause in the repetitive hand motion involved in colouring. “I heard you. I don’t want to go the park.” Matt grinned, raised his hands in the air, the blue crayon still trapped between his little finger and forefinger and proclaimed,

“She speaks! Oh wondrous sounds!” At the disapproving glare the child gave him as she finally raised her head to meet his eyes he sobered up, “Sorry, just joking.” Molly went back to colouring, her face so close to the paper Matt was sure she had to have been cross eyed. “Look Molly, you’ve not played out for weeks, I’m surprised you know what the world looks like beyond the route to school and back. We are going to the park!” The angry tone didn’t seem to be the way to convince the child so he resorted to desperate measures. Out of season bribery. “I’ll even buy you an ice cream?”

That seemed to get her attention. Her head raised a little, and the frantic colouring ceased. “Strawberry?” She asked quietly, Matt grinned and nodded in an almost maniacal manner, elated at this interaction.

“Sure! And I’ll even get you a flake in it and you can have as much strawberry sauce as you want drizzled all over it.” He was rewarded with a shy smile.

“Alright, then. Where’re my shoes?”

The early morning frost had not yet dispersed from the ground so Matt had ensured Molly wore her complete winter gear – woolly hat, gloves, scarf and thick boots. Despite the cold he had remained true to his promise and Molly clutched an ice cream cone in her left gloveless hand, the pink glove hanging limply out of her pocket. She took a tentative lick and shivered at the cold feel on her tongue, but her lips twitched into a smile anyway.
Matt strolled lazily at her side, his long loping strides counting for just one of Molly’s quick half dash steps. He was unsure of how to start the conversation, unwilling to break the uneasy truce they had developed between them. But he knew it wasn’t going to get solved in silence,
“Molly…” He began, trying to get her attention first before he plunged headfirst into the point that was nagging at him. She looked up, cheeks rosy in the cold weather, a smudge of the strawberry sauce on her chin. “Molly, we need to talk about your nightmares,” Immediately her head snapped down, quick enough that Matt wondered how she didn’t get whiplash. He didn’t want to continue, knowing it would just rile her temper, but he’d started now and he wasn’t going to back down. “You can’t not talk about this, Molly. You’ve been falling asleep in class! It’s not healthy.”
“I don’t want to talk about it. It’s not your problem. So just leave me alone!” Her voice had risen to an almost shrill pitch, and a nearby duck squawked indignantly and moved away.

“Please Molly!” Matt begged, reaching down to grip her arm in desperation to prevent her escaping. Panicked, she wrenched her arm away. The swift motion left her unbalanced, and she stumbled to the side, falling into a small patch of nettles.

Horrified Matt stepped back, eyes wide, staring at the little girl on the floor, ashamed that he had caused her to become in that state, and for a moment they were both frozen.

Then the stinging of the nettle on the back of her hand registered to Molly, and a tear welled up in her eye, before falling and slipping down her cheek. It was followed by another, and another, and then the dam burst and Molly dissolved into sobs, hugging herself on the ground..

The sight of Molly crying seemed to flick a switch in Matt’s head, propelling him to move. He quickly knelt down by her side and folded her up in his big arms. She stiffened at first, before burying her head in his shoulder soaking his brown coat with tears. Time seemed to stand still as Matt simply held the young girl in his arms, rocking her slightly until her sobs became hiccoughs, and then until she stopped making crying altogether, and the only sound was her deep breathing. Worried, Matt shifted her so he could look at her face to determine if she was okay. But his fears were unfounded, Molly had simply fallen asleep.

Aching knees screaming their protest at being on the cold ground for so long, Matt steadily climbed to his feet, careful so as not to disturb Molly from her impromptu slumber. Scooping her legs up in his strong arms and holding her close Matt began walking home. He gazed upon her face again as she shifted, murmuring a soft “Love you,” into his chest. He smiled and whispered “I love you too,” in return.

Maybe he wasn’t such a bad father after all.

Oh, and can I just say this (at half 8 this evening) that the new Heroes? Is the best one EVER! I won't go into detail just yet, until I'm sure the people who read this have seen it. (Namely spooks)
Prison Break? Not enough Nekkidity and whumpage to satisfy me, but still awesome.

Luffs!

Oh which the tangent takes a chin related twist.

Mon, 12 Nov 2007 14:34:58 GMT

I'm going home in an hour and a half and it's only half 10. WHOOOOO! LEEEROOOY, JENNNKINS! I had originally planned to do my psychology coursework (and I really need to) but I felt I needed to update LJ on my life, as it is right now.

University. I've been offered a place at Hull doing English with Creative Writing. I am happy. The parents aren't. We've not spoken or mentioned it since. I'm hoping that I might be able to get a scholarship (the requirements are AAB) which would help out greatly with financial costs. Plus I'll be able to get an Away-From-Home and Out-Of-Town grant, and a bursary. The parents might disown me as well if I go, so I could get emancipated and get a super high bursary, :p since they're offering no financial help and their household income means I get a low bursary. *frown* *checks out student finance* Meh,

On WoW news. (check out spooky tonberry's LJ.) I get to be a Grand Vizier! Her and Andy have decided to quit the guild and start a new one. I'm happy because I've been itching for them to do this for ages. We get to have a new tabard and rankings (and I'm allowed to be a high ranker ^_^ something I've always wanted)

Problem is that there are only three of us - Andy, Spooks and myself. And we need 10 people. Alts aren't allowed. So when I get home (after lunching with Elsie at the postal order, something we thought of on the bus this morning) I am going to... Make friends! That's right. I'll do an instance and make some new friends, since I've only ever done them with Spooks. *mildly excited*

New PB and Heroes tomorrow and OMG they look so goddamn amazing. (and semi-nekkid! whoo)

Michael takes his shirt off, and that alone is worth watching the entire series for.

Peter is semi-nekkid and TORTURED! *rings the whumpage bell* or perhaps I should have a foghorn since it's so amazing. *Sounds the whumpage forghorn*

WHUUUUUUUUUUM-PAAAAAAAAAAAGE

*rings the semi-nekkid bell*

NEK-kid NEK-kid NEK-kid.

...I'm having too much fun with this.

I got Shakai the nightelf rogue a new sexy orange and red cape, with sexy orange shoulderpads, and asked Nal to make me a sexy red shirt. (I ummed and ahhhed for ages over whether to get a red shirt or a brown shirt. Brown goes with more things, but red is my favourite colour) and then when we did the DM instance I managed to loot a sexy red bandanna off a Defias Pirate.

So now I look like all roguish. Like a Rogue should look. *hugs character*

I'm writing this whilst waiting for the financial calculator to load up, the internet is slow today. You know what?! I haven't done a pic!spam in like... FOREVER! I'm in the mood for some kind of facial feature... I've already done eyes and noses, Spooks got the eyebrows covered... The logical thing to do is lips, but... I'm in a chin mood.

The word chin has lost all meaning for me now... That's because I keep noting in my head "Ooh, dirty chin" "Stubble chin" "what a nice Man!chin" "I love that Milla Chin" "Wow, that is the chin to end all chins"

So here it is. I present to you the CHIN COLLAGE

I think the middle on on the far right looks the naughtiest. That's Jensen Ackles'.

My favourite chin has to be the Milla chin in the top right, and my least favourite chin is either the big one in the middle (Wentworth Millers) because of its total Nonshape, or the one on bottom right (Dominic Purcell) because it looks quite red and raw, as if he shaved without soap. *rubs his chin*

The chin which looks most rubbable (to me anyway) has to be 2nd to the top left (Adrian Pasdar) Man, he has a fine chin.

I'm getting dodgy looks from people around me as they look upon my Chin Montage, I'm like "What?! Ain't you ever taken the time to appreciate a good chin?" And no, I don't have a chin fetish, but I think I may be developing one. :D

So children, next time you're out and about, take note of all the chins in the area. I bet you'll spot some wonderful chins, and maybe some not-so-wonderful ones. Or maybe chins that at just plain wierd. Such as the chin 2nd to the bottom right. That chin hasn't been shaven in a while and has taken on a life of it's own. That chin likes to eat fruit and hides away all day glaring at it's own for forgetting to clean the cage out and instead spends their time playing WoW.

yes Spooky... I'm hinting that maybe your godchillas, are really... Just chins. But of course that cannot be so, your godchillas are way more than just chins.

This has gone on for far too long methinks.

Ciao!

Luff and Kittens!

Shakai

WoW!

Sat, 10 Nov 2007 11:10:10 GMT

Alright, I wrote this a few days ago now, but totally neglected to post it :( This is Fridays.

Do you know who's been a hard little worker today?

Yep, me for once! Even though I'm sleep deprived (totally worth it though) and hungry. (That's about to be sorted out now though, Elle just texted me to make lunching arrangements. Which means I'll have to get back to you later!

ciao!

*two hours later*

*yawns* I'm absolutely shattered! I really am *slurps imaginary coffee* *sighs because coffee is imaginery*

I've got an entire hour to kill before Biology... regardless of the fact I've already killed 3 and a half today... somehow.

10:30 - 12:00 - English homework (2/3 finished)

12:00 - 12:30 - Lunch with Elle to feed her stalkerish tendencies.

12:30 - 1:30 - Biology homework and attempted Psych coursework.

1:30 - 2:00 - Forum surfing because I'm so bored.

2:00 - now - writing this.

Last night I didn't even open up mozilla, can you believe it?! Normally the first thing I do when the pc is switched on is to check my LJ, hotmail, ff.net, webcomics and then get tangled up in reading fanfic. So last night I stayed far away from the mozilla button, because I knew if I did it would be pretty late before I managed to get onto WoW. And I'd promised Spooky that I'd be on.

I'm so glad I did. My faith in WoW has been restored triplefold!! My char is up 2 levels (22-24) my skinning and leatherworking have increased dramatically, my coffer is filled with gold and silver! There's a shiny new monkey dagger waiting for me in the mail and I've got new moves that I can learn.

I want to go home and play :(

I'm thinking right now WoW has just topped SPN in the scale of time consumption. But that's just before the promo for SPN makes it look kinda crappy in that it looks Bella-centric *vomits* And forgive me if I'm wrong SPN, but did that look like Bella whumpage and angst I saw? Without a shread of Sam!Choking or limpage or ANYTHING to counteract it! *cries*

I'm praying I'm wrong and that this episode isn't going to be the Route 66 or No Exit of Season 3. Damn female characters! Damn them all! (Except Meg, and Jess, and Mary, and Ellen, and AVA \o/, and maybe just maybe... Ruby.)

I think Ava's name should be changed to A\o/A! Because she's that good.

So, my brain is going to explode if I don't get some WoWage in, because I've held back from fangirling how awesome it was to everyone, because I am aware of how they perceive it. *sigh* but here noone can stop me! GYAHAHAHA (stop that stupid horse laugh!)

So, me and Spooks were just hanging out, doing some Wyvern killage (and skinnage for myself) for a quest when she suggested that maybe we were high enough level to do the Instance at Blackfathom Deeps. I had absolutely no idea what the hell an Instance was, or were Blackfathom deeps was, but I thought what the hell and said sure.

Spooks proceeded to tell me that we needed more people in our group (about 4 or 5) and one of them needed to be a healer and one needed to be a tank. Luckily Nal (her char) was a priest so she was the healer. I was a rogue which don't really have many advantages other than speed and stealth (and stealth isn't really useful instances, so I felt kinda redundant)

We managed to find a Warrior (called Ammazz) (yeah, I'm recounting the best instance... because it was made of awesome and we finished it!) who was level 29 (which was worrying because I was 23 and Nal was 24) But Ammazz said alright, but we needed one more - until Sev came along and agreed! Sev was a druid who could fight and heal at the same time.

So, there were 4 of us:

Shak - 23 Rogue - back up fighter and puller

Nal - 24 Priest - Main healer and back up fighter

Ammazz - 29 Warrior - main fighter

Sev - 24 Druid - back up healer and back up fighter.

It was so completely awesome! I pulled the monsters towards us and away from the others so we didn't get mobbed. Ammazz charged them and I followed, Sev did the spell casting and healed, but when Amazz and I did get mobbed he turned into a wolf and helped. And Nal did an amazing job of making sure we didn't die.

In fact the only time we did die was when we were all mobbed by murlocs and a centaur, and then we had to trudge all the way back from the cemetary and try again.

When you defeat a boss (and we managed several) you can loot them and they give awesome prizes. A box comes up asking if you want to "need" or "greed" it. You select greed and you've an equal chance of winning the loot. Select Need and you're guaranteed to win it (unless someone else selects need). Some people select need all the time because they're super greedy and aren't willing to share. But everyone asked in our team if they could need, or passed on the prize because they didn't particularly need it and someone else could have had it.

I love sharing ^_^

We cracked jokes, we waited for each other and mocked the bad guys. It was great. Best. Instance. Ever!

Only problem now is that any other ones now will be compared to BFD and won't be as good *sigh*

Bored now. Going to go read some ff for about 20 minutes, or something.

Luffs!

Apocalypse inducing.

Sat, 10 Nov 2007 11:08:37 GMT

Alright, I wrote this a few days ago now, but totally neglected to post it :( This is Thursdays.

It seems I spend my entire life procrastinating from coursework in one form or the other. Today it is psychology. I have to write up the experiment that I did. (I totally faked it though and asked people on the bus to do it more than once) ...I'm such a bad psychology student.

The bus broke down today. During my free period as well! So that cut into my coffee and toast time that I look forward to every Thursday morning. So I had to skip my toast and only drank half of my coffee because Elsie was getting fidgety (it's that fanfiction addiction. If you go any longer than neccessary you begin to get the shakes. Especially when you're reading a multi chapter good one involving turkey basting O_O, so I totally understand her impatience. I just don' t understand the turkey basting that's all.) (A New EUPHEMISM IS BORN!) *cradles baby turkey basting euphemism with a nauseous look on my face*

...damn tangents. This is what procrastinating leads me to.

So I need to think of some controls in my experiment that I did (except I did not have any!) *sigh* I hate coursework. I'm one of the few people who'd just prefer to do exams all the time. At least with exams all you have to do is get your brain in gear and work solidly for a few hours and then it's over, there's a tangible finish and you have that feeling of "at least I did the best I could and there's nothing I can do now" But not with coursework. Coursework boomerangs!

You do a bit, send it off and then it gets sent back with big crosses and "redo" written over it, as well as the next piece of coursework in line for you to do as well. And it's not like I don't try hard with Coursework, I do! It's just the never present deadline just doesn't motivate me enough and I can't get into the stage of being completely focused as easily. *sigh* Give me an exam any day.

What do you think of my ethical considerations?:

"Two ethical considerations I took into account were consent - in that I told the participants the full aim of the study and then asked them if they were willing to take part - and the right to withdraw, in that the participant was fully aware that they could stop at any time with no questions asked and have very little fear in that I would chase them with a baseball bat for wasting my time and paper."

Coursework hurts my brain. *brain hurts*

*ten minutes later*

World of Warcraft is awesome. Sometimes I forget how awesome it is. I usually forget its awesomeness when I do a bit of solo questing with noone to talk to *sigh* but then Spooky comes online and I forget all about my bedtime as we go and do some Wyvern Killage and Skinnage, and we encountered the fearsome SAP BEAST! Which was just a giant pile of green goo. Sometimes I think Blizzard don't really try... It's like the strange love child of Final Fantasy's Flan with the Marlboro named Janice (or something like that... We never did pick a decent name as we wandered over to the topic of milkmen O_o)

Unfortunately as a decent picture has been blocked by the college blocker people who have nothing better to do than Block things *shaking fist* the only picture of the Sap Beast I have acquired is this:

Which doesn't show anything other than a pile of green goo... but then again, that's exactly what the Sap Beast is. (For all my insulting of the sap beast, I've actually become quite fond of it in all it's patheticness.)

I miss my coffee. I feel bad about abandoning it on the side, like an unloved puppy, going cold outside wondering why it wasn't good enough. You were good enough coffee! You were too good for me, I wasn't capable of the love you needed at that moment in time. I am the one in the wrong here. I pulled you away from all of your coffee friends, dressed you in a plastic cup, took half of your life and just left you on the side. Someone could stumble past and knock you over! You could fall to the floor and all your caffeiney goodness would just pour away unused and staining the stone floor like a bad movie crimescene with an overenthuasiastic fake blood applicator. *sob*

This is going to eat away at me for a while.

*goes to read some PB fanfiction, my newest obsession*

New fandoms are great, all that new fanfiction, fanvids and crazy manips and jokes that the fans have. I love it.

If only I could apply the kind of time and research I do on new fandoms to college work. I'd be an awesome student.

But a pretty boring one... (I've been inspired recently for a new fanfic, although it's just a variation of my previous themes... Nevertheless I could attempt some twist on it.)

I've been thinking about writing a post apocalyptic fanfic. I love all things Post Apocalyptic except I can't pick my favourite apocalypse inducer... Demons? Robots? Plagues? Weather? Zombies? Vampires? But they've all been done before... Perhaps I should think of a new one! How about the Apocalypse brought on by Unicorns. Angry angry unicorns.

Alright, it's lesson time. Byeee!

Fri, 09 Nov 2007 18:10:57 GMT

Ugh! I'm so pissed off right now!!!!!!!!

I just got home and there was a big white envelope on the table for me. I've just been offered a place at the University of Hull! Now I was really happy so I showed my parents and they were like "meh".
They didn't even say well done or congratulations or anything! I asked if my mum would come with me to the open day and she avoided answering the question, so I said fine, I'll go by myself.
They're not happy for me or anything. :-(

...On a brighter note - I got an offer from Hull University for an English with Creative writing course! \o/

...Who thought a prison could be so angsty?

Wed, 07 Nov 2007 12:26:00 GMT

*pulls self together*
Okay, last night I watched the new Prison Break double bill *sniffle* and you know that awesome thing that I told you was going to happen?
Well. It happened. And my god I nearly drowned in my own tears it was so well pulled off (although others will disagree)
Linc: ...She's dead.

And Michael doesn't say a word! His big blues eyes tear up and he blinks, looking to the side unable to look at his brother. Then he just turns and walks away, awkwardly stumbling into a run because he can't get away fast enough but unable to keep running because he's just so overwhelmed with the completely overwhelming grief!
Then we have a two minute Musical Montage of Angst! Where Michael screams and bangs at the window (except we can't hear him) then he clutches the last remnant of Sara he has, which is her hostage photo, *sniffle* then he just lets loose and cries his heart out and it looks AWESOME. Then when the tears finally subside he slides down to the floor into darkness, still desperately clutching his kodak of Sara *dissolves in a pool of snot and tears*

...I watched a lot of MiSa fanvids last night and cried myself to sleep :p Oh Sara! Oh Michael!

And Heroes? Heroes was made of awesome! Shows really delivered last night, and neither pulled their punches. Takezo Kensei is really Adam! Nathan found out Peter is alive! Caitlin is trapped in the future! Niki is gonna die! Matt developed his power! Peter remembered some of his past! (and he was nekkid in a Hazmat shower! *♥ x a billion*

Alright, I've got to go and walk to Tesco now, then catch the earlier bus home. Going to a college so far away really sucks.

oh, and I really really need to find a decent PB icon. So before I post this I think I will just go do that *nod*
...*points to icon* Do you know what that is? That's Michael Scofield clutching the photo of his dead loved one *hearts*
Credit goes to Klotera for the icon.

Luff you all lots and lots!

Supernatural and Loaf!

Tue, 06 Nov 2007 17:55:03 GMT

Good morning, today is Tuesday and you're reading Shakai's LJ *insert catchy feem toon*

So, what's on my mind right now?
Well first thing's first. Tonight is the double bill of the new Prison Break! OMGNFW!!!1!!!11ZOMG!!1 In which something is going to happen which is going to be 9 kinds of awesome, but I don't want to say in case you don't want to spoiled (is the correct term spoilered or spoiled?) (come to think of it, the word spoil loses all meaning the more times you say it spoil, spoiler, spoiling, spoiled, spoilered, spoilering, spoiling, spoilspoil. *giggle*
The other thing on my mind is HEROES NEW ESIPODE! Where Peter and Caitlin are in... *dramatic pause* The Future! And the promo shows Peter taking a shower in which, judging by his angry shouty pain face, looks to be made of acid. *dons Hazmat suit and goes to hug Peter*

Also? Also also also! I've just come back from a weekend away to Blackpool with Elle and family. It was wonderful in that we got to watch cheesey cabaret, go to the pleasure beach (alas poor Elle's phone, we hardly knew you) and go to a four storey tall PRIMARK and sleep. Unfortunately though, Elle's little sister wasn't too good in that she was being sick all saturday night which was worrying, and then Elle felt ill all Sunday day, and Sunday night my immune system gave in and I too, fell to the damn bug. ~Cue throwing up all Sunday night~ So yesterday was pretty much one big unconscious sleepy blur *sigh* Although I did manage to watch Supernatural and what did I think of it?

Not much really. I mean, it was great that the boys were back together again *squee* but there wasn't any whumpage or drama or angst... Except for the fabulous screaming argument they had in the car, which went a little like this.

Sam: We can kill the crossroads demon with the colt!
Dean: No!
Sam: It's like you want to die!
Dean: If we screw with the deal you die!
Sam: And if we don't you die!
Dean: I said no and that's final.
Sam: You're not dad!
Dean: No, but I'm older so what I say goes.
Sam: *sulks*
Shakai: ♥♥♥

Oh Dean, you should know from years of experience that pulling the older card will only work temporarily. Sooner or later the younger sibling will get over the original fear and go ahead and do it anyway.
Oh look, Sam are you summoning the crossroads demon? Yes I think you are! *hugs* *feels smug that I totally saw that coming despite knowing spoilers for this episode anyway*

And oh, the crossroads demon was Jared's girlfriend! ♥ x a million! Although I didn't think she pulled off being the Xroads demon as well as the second one did, she was too smiley and the intonation on the words wasn't the same, but then she began with the taunting of Sam and I totally forgave her all her previous shortcomings. *nudges Sam and Xroads demon together so they can smooch*
And then!!!!!! And then she told us that there was a higher up and Sam goes "humm" with his lowered gun, calculates whether it would be worth shooting her, pauses, and then does it anyway!!! Oh Sam, you did not just shoot the woman of your alter ego's dreams. JPad's going to be sleeping on the couch for a week now, due to all the mess the blood and brain matter on the pillow will do to his hair. *sigh*

And that was the END! I don't know what's going to happen next, whether or not there's going to be Dean Angryage, Sam deathage, or whether the show will just brush it under the rug for now and then explode it in our boys faces further down the line.

OMG! (not a good omg, but a bad one.) perhaps an OMFG would work better...
OMFG! I've just found out some horrible horrible news.
Flicking through some Heroes spoilers (spoilers are my oxygen. The potential whumpage in episodes to come for bother SPN, PB and Heroes are ginormous!) I stumbled across this (not a plot related spoiler)

" Heroes' second season may be coming to a close a lot sooner than expected due to the writers' strike. Sources confirm that the show is going back and shooting an alternate ending to the Dec. 3 episode that, if used, would allow the episode to function as a season finale in the event of a strike. Originally, the episode was only supposed to serve as the conclusion of the current "Generations" arc. Should an 11th-hour agreement be reached and a strike averted, the alt ending would likely be scrapped."

Please please please show writers, please stop striking and come back to work. The fans appreciate you so much! We really do! Society would not function without these teevee shows in our lives!
(I wonder... what did I ever talk about before I discovered Supernatural and Heroes and then Prison Break? *shrugs*) (I also wonder, I really need to cut down on using brackets.)

...Do the Kirby Dance!
<('.'<) (^'.'^) (>'.' )> (^'.'^) <('.'^) (^'.')> (^'.'^) <( '.' )>
Yes, I admit. I am kinda bored, but now you must admit... the Kirby dance is cool!

I'm going to go now... and do something... (go on a spoiler hunt... But will I choose SPN? Heroes? or PB?)

Much Soap and Swishes
Shakai
xXxx

Quick update! (which was originally just the one line, you'll know which one I mean ;) )

Thu, 01 Nov 2007 23:11:22 GMT

Just finished catching up to Prison Break, and I've only got one thing to say:

What's in the BOOXXXX!?

Except Everyone already knows though, except Michael *angst induced flail*... So there was actually no need for me to say that. (Curse you Dean Winchester and your inappropriate jokes!) ... *Hugs Dean*

See me?
See me going to bed now. I'm tired. *dramatic yawn for emphasis*

See you after Blackpool! *cheer*

A'ight! Fo Shizzle!!

Tue, 30 Oct 2007 18:45:17 GMT

Howdy! (\o/ I'm a demon!)

This post is probably going to pale in comparison to the length of the last one, seeing as how I don't have nearly as much time to waste, but I'm in a new computer room with a swanky monitor and keyboard and mouse! *caresses computer in a totally none sexual manner*

Plan of action for this week? Elle caught the bus last night unexpectedly, and unexpectedly Steph from the bus invited us to go out to the Napier this Wednesday for Halloween. Now normally I would have declined, but with the combination of Elle being there I thought "Why the hell not?!" So I figured that we should go, and earlier that day Elle had said that she wanted to go out clubbing and whatnot. I don't believe in fate, but I thought with the connection of all those circumstances that maybe it might have been. (If it works out I'll admit it was fate, if it doesn't I will rant and rave and whatever)

I've got four episodes left of Prison break season 2. *flibble* It involved very little sleep last night but it was totally worth it. I remember looking at the clock and thinking "This has to be it, this is the last episode of the night, I have to go to bed," but then another cliffhanger would happen and I'd be forced to watch the next one. I have no will power *sigh*

I did get to bed though, it must have been about 2 o clock so I was ultra knackered this morning when I woke up, but that's okay. Caffeine will fix that *hugs coffee* and here I thought I was going to quit my addiction. Although I don't think I'm addicted to coffee, I love the taste and the ability to stay awake for longer.

I just found out more spoilers for my favourite series! (I blame Elsie, if she hadn't gone on spoilerfix I would have never been tempted.) And let me tell you this. Episode 12 of Heroes is going to be an absolute killer! *excited flailing* November the 26th (which isn't actually that far off if you think about it.

and episode 7 of Supernatural is hopefully going to open up a whole can of whumpage worms. *envisions them* *is actually kind of grossed out*

Oh yeah, Spooks sent me a random text this morning that just said "Alohomora!" which caused me to giggle in the middle of Biology. But then I couldn't think of a decent spell to send back, that wasn't completely obvious. Then I tried to think of as many Harry Potter spells as possible. I got a few, how many can you think of?

Wingardium Leviosa

Crucio

Imperio

Avada Kedavra

Expelliarmus

Alohomora

Stupefy

Ennervate

Incendio

Lumos

Nox

Accio

Tantellegra

Petrificus Totallus

Reducto

Engorgio

Obliviate

Sectumsempra

Priori Incantatem

Expecto Patronum

Impedimenta

*bored* humm, that's a common theme with my LJ posts isn't it. Don't get me wrong, I don't write these because I've nothing else to do. I've lots of other things I could be doing (namely, homework, but fanfiction as well!) but I like writing LJ posts, and I only say I'm bored because I've totally ran out of things to talk about because my life is that boring.

I could tell you a whole lot of stuff about transpiration... the Bane of my life.

I have to come in on Wednesday (tomorrow) for a Biology test, and because Marie the Biology teacher of DOOM and HATE feels that my Biology design isn't good enough *sigh* I've grown to despise and detest Biology this year.

I feel like Marie needs a suitable acronymed name or nickname. Tutors aren't fun unless they have nicknames, such as Bob the Big Eyed Brass Buttoned C.ock, and Muggins, and Fod, and Clarky boy, and The Deacon on Speed.

I'm open to suggestions, also if there's some kind of pictorial reference that could go with it I'd love to make a crude paint picture of it ~Note, see LibraStalin~

She's a bit of a tyrant so I could make her into one of the dictator crew (LibraStalin and Libritler again) but she's not a librarian so I don't think it would work.

Anyways, gots to go now (General studies... yay.)

Luffs!

Shakai

Shakai vs Biology FINAL ROUND

Mon, 29 Oct 2007 22:12:43 GMT

I think this is the longest length of time in between posts. I'm not very good at posting at home, because there's other things that seem to take up all of my time. (I call them my balanced addictions) These are (in ranking order):

Fanfiction (did you expect anything else?)
The latest show I'm into (Supernatural, Heroes, Prison Break, Blood ties, Scrapped Princess, Scrubs, Firefly, Stargate Essgeewon)
World of Warcraft (this should be tied with number two. If there's nothing new I will play this first)
Other video games (Oblivion, Might and Magic, Final Fantasy, Overlord, Sims (Curse you Steven for hiding it!)
Writing fanfiction (but I usually get bored and start reading it again ^^;)
Oh, and socialising. But I'm not very good with that, and when I do socialise we usually do number 2 or 4, depending who I'm with. (If I'm combining number 6 with 4 I'll add Kuri Kuri Mix to the list of games)
Reading normal books.
Movies.

The first four are my main addictions, the rest are substitutes for said addictions. *hugs fanfiction, my one true fix*

So, what am I up to today? Well, the right headphone on my NEW pink headphones has busted and I'm pretty bummed about that. I can only listen to Bob Seger with one ear *sigh*

I'm also partaking in

SHAKAI VS BIOLOGY ROUND (lost count.)

Hence the reason I'm writing this, I'm procrastinating again. Curse you none existent willpower! At least I've been for a coffee today. I think I need to find a guy and invite him for coffee. I love coffee. *loves coffee* See? it emotes so it must be true! (This is really bad procrastination)

My dilemma is this, I can't write a very good LJ post because I'm feeling bad about not doing my Biology. But I can't do my Biology because my brain will essplode all over the library. *sigh* I'll give it another go.

*17 minutes later*

I've done my definitions of the transpiration variables *phew* this isn't going too badly...

*6 minutes later*

Transpiration sucks. It really does. But at least I know what an abscission layer is *intellectual nod* and can apply it to lizards and their tails, which is infinitely more cooler than leaves falling off trees.

*12 minutes later*

Right I'm sick of this. The supply of caffeine to my brain has been exhausted. Now I'm just going to print it off and hope for the best :D it's at least 2000 words long (who knew you could write that much on the transpiration of 2 bloody leaves?! ¬_¬)

I'm also going to have to leave this (Argh! That's it. I'm boycotting all words that sound anything like leaf/leaves/girth ;) /tree/transpire/evaporation/holly/sycamore/biology/Marie the Biology tutor of DOOM AND HATE.

I'm also going to have to *whips out thesaurus* abscond this here, since I have Psychology academy in approximately 15 minutes and I have no idea whether it's in Borrowdale of Grizedale, so I'll have to check both. Then I'm having lunch with Elle and coming back to finish this post off after English. And fingers crossed something amazing and awesome would have transpired (Gyaaah!) befallen me since :D

*Later that day - at around half three*

So, has anything awesomely awesome befallen me since this morning? ...Not particularly. Psychology Academy was really good. We've got a new tutor who's also a Clinical Psychologist (I'm not sure if you are aware but I'm really into Clinical Psychology and wanted to follow it as a career - before my hopes were dashed by a tutor telling me I'd be in education for a further 8 years, which I'm really not willing to do.) Anyway, we're doing Clinical Psychology in Psych Acad and the first thing she asked was "Does anyone know anything about Schizophrenia?" Noone answered, so timidly I raised my hand (I was sat on my own as a billy and didn't really want to attract attention to myself.)
But I raised my hand and told her there were different types of schizophrenia such as Paranoid and Catatonic and the symptoms for both and she actually looked kinda impressed. *happy* But from that moment on she kinda honed in on me and kept asking me questions such as what DID was, (Disassociative Identity Disorder) the symptoms for BiPolar Depression, what Freud was about (I swear she read my mind, because I smirked when she asked the question, because Freud was really about sex all the time, and she said "No... Not sex *sigh*) Then she stared at me for most of the class when she began explaining about the other kinds of disorders. And the thing is, when she explained most of the things I already knew about them. And at the end of the class she said, "And next week we'll be doing about schizophrenia, and you'll be able to tell them all about it, won't you Laura?" I reckon she's been talking to my personal tutor... Or perhaps the Psych tutors just think I'm the resident expert on Schizophrenia because I did a load of stuff about it. They all seem to look at me whenever they mention it.

Maybe my vocation is to do something in Clinical Psychology and schizophrenia. *sigh* I need to stop changing my mind about the future.

Speaking of which, I'm going to go to the RAF careers office on Wednesday. I'm dead nervous about it and hope I won't make a screw up of myself *fingers crossed* But the problem is I need to figure out exactly what it is I want to do, and become confident and learned in that aspect. At the moment I think I want to become an Intelligence Officer, because they have Officer status which means a lot of money (and my brother would have to salute me on the base *snicker* or follow in my brother's footsteps and try out for the RAF regiment Police (We've talked about it and it does sound kind of appealing) It was really sweet, he offered to come with me when I went to the careers office, but it's only open on weekdays and he only gets to come home at weekends. I love my brother *would hug him but that would be weird*

Yeah, siblings on tv would never act like that in real life.

Peter and Nathan Petrelli are always hugging, and telling each other that they love them.
Michael and Linc (I'll get to them in more detail later) are always hugging and crying on each other!
Sam and Dean hug and tell each other "I'd die for you!" which considering their circumstances I believe that they are the most realistic, because they only ever brother touch when Sam's beaten to hell and/or dead and resurrected.

I think I've hugged my brother once in the past 10 years. And that was June when he moved away to RAF land. I've never told him I love him, although I've told my mum I love him and that I'm proud he's my brother. And he's told my parents that he's proud of me. But never directly. We have an awkward relationship. I never talk to him on the phone, or call him to say hi.
But when we're both in the house I used to spend a lot of time in his room chatting about music, and he used to spend a lot of time in my room chatting about music and stuff. And when we're on holiday we hang out together (we went to a bar once and he did a crazy dance and I nearly died with laughter).
So I guess that maybe our relationship isn't that awkward. *metaphorically hugs brother*

So, Michael and Linc. You probably know who they are if you've watched Prison Break (which thanks to Elle is my new obsession ^_^ I love brothers) *feeding the brothers fetish*

I'm currently mid way through Season 2 (watched in under 24 hours) and I'm completely infatuated with the younger brother (surprise surprise) (The one on the right)

The gist of it is that Big brother Linc (one on the right, also played Drake in Blade Trinity and stabbed Ryan Reynolds in the chest *Whumpage \o/*) is in Prison for killing the Vice Presidents brother. And Michael (the pretty one) is a super genius and gets arrested in order to go to Prison and break them both out :-D

Sounds pretty simple, but there's lots of plot twists and unforeseen turns of events that mess up Michael's plan forcing him to make new ones \o/ and there's WHUMPAGE! and Concerned!Big Brother.

Unfortunately it doesn't happen as often as I'd like but enough to keep me happy. Also? Lots of Angst. Wonderful Smunderful angst that makes little brother cry. ^_^

Elle said that my list of Teh Pretteh is getting quite long. I don't believe her. I think we need visual evidence of this long list? What do you think? ^_^

A smoldering Jared Padalecki (who is top of my list forever!)

A hatted Milo Ventimiglia looking super Cute! (Peter Petrelli FTW)

Drop dead gorgeous Wentworth Miller! (Be still my beating heart. Siriusly!)

Adrian Pasdar (Zomgz! An older brother!) So he's an older man, they do say men get better with age, and with him I totally agree! ^^

You know? I honestly can't think of any more at this moment in time. My brain can only hold so much pretty and it just pushes the others out, otherwise I would have a complete mental meltdown. Jensen Ackles is on the Pretteh list as well, but he receives enough love from everybody else, and I feel I'm doing Elle an injustice if I fangirl over him instead of my chosen SPN brother *Jared sized squee*

Whoo, my first pic!Spam in like forever. I feel I need to do something to commemorate this... How about a few inside jokes? Will anyone get them all, I wonder...

That's funny, I recognise this llama, but it seems to be wearing a mask of some sort (and a flag O_o)

Alas, the original has gone walkabouts ¬_¬

It's a Liopleurodon! A Magickal Liopleurodon!

Where is his wife? I wonder...

"I don't like it when you do a Russian voice... It scares me"

And all the leaves on all the trees...

What am... I?

Are the hand and the dog really that well acquainted?

Oh dear, this pic!Spam has gone on for far too long, I was just having too much fun with the inside jokes and mentally guessing who would get them all.

1. Bernie. 'Nuff said.
2. That fantastic science lesson where Clarky boy let us use the computers.
3. Chaaaaarlie!
4. She's out at IKEA getting a new pink moustache.
5. Ptikobj!
6. Are spoons!
7. I... Am a potted plant!
8. The dog gnaws him like the back of his hand.

So, who got them all right? Oh yeah. I did ^_^

See, this is boredom in it's highest form. I've talked about nothing for jonks and had two picspams.
What did I get up to this week? I had a migraine all of Monday *sigh* so I was in bed all day again, then Tuesday I went to town with Spooks and she persuaded me to purchase a WoW giftcard which will last until Christmas. Then I created a new Tauren Character called Jakazaloony. which is an odd name.

Shakai: Jakaza... I'm not sure what I think of it...
Mum: Laura! Can I borrow you a sec!
Shakai: *leaves Spooky alone in the room*
Shakai: *comes back* *Looks at screen* Jakaza... Loony? Meh *clicks create*
Spooky: I didn't actually think you'd do it!

So now I have a character called Jakazaloony, but in my head I pronounce it J'Kahza which sounds much cooler. *misses WoW* I really wish I could go home and play it right now.
Instead I'm going to watch Prison Break \o/ So I can catch up with Elle in Season 3 and anxiously wait for the new eps to come out, and I can talk about it with her, because she knows Spoilers and I'm being spoiler free.

Supernatural and Heroes? I don't know anything, only murmurs and rumours, and very brief plot lines. Not enough to ruin surprises, but enough that when plot lines come into play I can go "Aaaaah!" Like in BDABR where I knew it was a rabbits foot with bad luck, and when Dean opened the curse box and Elle was all "It's a demon! It's a demon!" I was like *snerk* because I knew.

Speaking of which, I may go and spoiler whore right about now ^_^

O_O! I take back everything which I said about very brief plotline spoilers. ZOMGZ for next esipode of SPN! *dies a violent flailing death* No seriously, OMG OMG OMG OMG OMG OMG OMG OMG OMG OMG OMG OMG OMG OMG OMG OMG OMG OMG OMG OMG (Is that enough to convey how awesome it's going to be?) (And no, it's not whumpage related... Unfortunately)

Heroes ep doesn't sound too awesome just yet, but knowing Peter Petrelli. Everything he does is awesome. Like last ep! *has totally become a Peter/Caitlin shipper*

And I know this may sound completely out of character for myself, but in the last episode of Supernatural, I found myself wanting Sam to get together with Ruby. *audible gasp* I know, weird huh. She's a Mary-Sue and he's celibate-in-grief, but I just thought it would totally be hardcore of him to kiss a demon (God knows Dean's done it enough times.)
It reminded me slightly of the 5YGverse in Heroes where Peter (overall good guy) gets with Niki (Bad Assed killer) and it shows just how far he's fallen.
If Sam got with a demon it would show how far he had fallen. Just for one episode maybe, in an Alternate verse. I don't want the relationship to be "Oh noes! Ruby's in trouble, I will have to set aside my brother and the main storyline of the entire show to go and rescue here" but rather "Sam likes Ruby and Dean hates her but when Sam is totally about to go evil and die or whatever they realise they have to work together to save him and show him the light, which would mean that Sam and Ruby couldn't be together and she goes back to hell and Sam is back to being Celibate-in-grief. And if he could spend some time in a coma that wouldn't go amiss." That actually sounds like a pretty decent plot line. :D *is going to go off in search of fanfiction for that later*

For now though, I might pack up my folders (in an effort to look like I'm attempting to do homework, when it's obvious that I'm not) and catch the bus, telling Elle which one it is because she's catching it too ^_^

Oh, and do you reckon I should rename my LJ "Something to read when you have absolutely ridiculous amounts of time free with nothing better to do?" Because my posts are becoming unfeasibly long, and Kudos to you if you're actually still reading this *gives Gerard Way of applause* *shock! another inside joke*

It'sa quarter past four now.

Toodles! (no wait, gotta follow on with tradition)

Goat and scurvy
Shakai

XxX

Mon, 22 Oct 2007 23:52:02 GMT

It's late and I should totally be asleep right now, (due to the getting up and meeting up with Spooky in town tomorrow \o/)
It's awful, I'm tired all the time and I get headaches a lot :( Like on Saturday, I went to work for the morning, then I went home at around 2, had dinner and then went to bed with a headache for 3 hours (until Elle rang me up) so I went to her house and met her friends Lizzie and Shanna (can't spell her full name) and we made videos of ourselves pretending to be Hiro Nakamura again, and had a chocolate fountain and watched a load of Supernatural (but I still had a goddamned headache) Then I got up early Sunday morning and went to work again for the full day (with a headache), went home, had tea and went to bed at 7 with another headache :( I thought it was lack of sleep that was doing me in so I slept for a full 14 hours, then got up, except I couldn't really do anything because I was dizzy again with the damned headache, so I was back in bed again shortly after. At this rate I'm going to be spending half of the rest of my life unconscious. (As to why I'm reluctant to go to bed again)

But on a brighter note, I've fallen for Adrian Pasdar and his adorkable goofiness. (Contains Heroes pic!Spam.) Warning, large pictures of teh pretty :D

How gorgeous and goofy do they look!? *wants to huggle both and place them under her pillow* HAIL TEH BROTHERLY LOVE!

I don't care if he's an older man... His hair just kills me (and the cap, and the grin, and the glasses and WHSDKDSFJKDSHFKJSHFKJFNDSJFS *headdesk*)

Some GrunDar love which is totally wrong! (because we know that Matt is in love with Mohinder. (who happens to be in love with Sylar.)) Oh fandom, what have you done to me!

I have no words. I honestly have nothing remotely intelligent to say about this picture. Other than inquiring as to whether I can kidnap and marry Milo and Adrian at the same time :D)

Such a beautiful cast for a wonderful show (and Milo's face kills me dead.) (and Adrian's glasses? *headdesk again* *has a G key stuck to her face from repeated headdesking*)

A nice icon finish and IS THAT BROTHER TOUCHING!?!?!! ZOMGZ1!! *dies and is dead once more*

Smut and Wishes (about said smut and a certain favourite pairing of mine ^^;)

Shakai

Alas, another insiderish joke :p

Mon, 22 Oct 2007 20:06:51 GMT

Like OH MY GOD! I'VE JUST FOUND ABSOLUTELY GODDAMN AMAZING SPOILERS FOR SUPERNATURAL SEASON THREE!!!

Sam Winchester ?????????? ??????????? ?????????????? Dean ??????? ???????????????? ??????????????????????????? 06???? ???Impala?????????????????????? Sam?? Dean?????????????????????????????? E08???????? swiss cheese?????????????????? ??????????????? ????????? ???????/ SAM! ????? ??????? ?????????????????????????????????????? purple nurples?

??????????????????? ?????????????????????????????????? Dean ????? ? gerbil ????????????????
??????????????????? ????????? ????????????? ? ???????????????????????????????? ???????????? ???????? Hot Sexy Nose Pr0n??????? x1000 ?? ????????????????????????????????????? ??????????????/ ???????????????????????????? ?????????????????????/smurfette.

So, what do you think? It's going to be a good season isn't it. I for one can't wait. *flails*

I should totally be in bed right now

Fri, 19 Oct 2007 22:46:40 GMT

Whoo, what a week. (Alli'eration!)

Maybe be spoilerish but only promo wise and previous eps. Speculation as well. Heroes and Supernatural!

First off was Monday. That was full of all sorts of Mondayish things. Monday was Mundane. *nod*
Then there was Tuesday, which is the day after Monday. Not much happened on Tuesday except HEROES OH MY GOD HEROESWAS9KINDSOFAWESOME! *breathe* and then of course, after I watched Heroes I watched the PROMO AND OH MY GOD NEXT EPISODE IS PETER-CENTRIC AND THERE WAS THE BLANK EYES OF PROPHESIZING AND KRISTIN BELL LOOKING FOR HIM AND ALL KINDS OF PETERY GOODNESS AND THEN AT THE VERY END WAS A PICTURE OF A BODY LYING ON THE FLOOR AND NATHAN SAYS "Peter?" In his ever so quiet and angst-filled voice and is it Peter?
If it is, what is he doing out of Ireland? Peter can't be in two places at once.
Can he?
I had a theory back at the beginning that Peter had somehow split himself into "two" selves, Light!Peter and Dark!Peter. Light!Peter is currently in Ireland getting cosy with Caitlin and pondering about the box (what's in the boooox!) whilst Dark!Peter pushed Kaito Nakamura off the building and flew away/teleported/squished, died, then got up and ran. Dark!Peter's existence could be the body on the floor that Nathan assumes to be Peter in the promo.
But my theories about Twin!Peter have been crushed by the new theory that Kaito Nakamura was pushed off the building by Westy boy. (Same body frame as Peter...ish) Plus West can fly, which explains that, but I think at the time of the murder he was currently playing Stalker!Boy to Claire in Costa Verde. Hmmm.

Also! My other Heroes theory is that they are all related, Now before you say "Eh?! How ridiculous!" Here me out.
It started off with a conversation between Spooky and myself. (might not be completely accurate)

Shakai: I love Peter/Claire. It's just a shame that they're related, and it could never happen.
Spooky: But Claire's with West now isn't she?
Shakai: True, but I reckon that West is Nathan's son. Because they can both fly and we know how much of a Man!Slut Nathan is.
Spooky: Hah, I bet Claire'll be devastated when she finds out the second love of her life is also her brother.
Shakai: ...She'll never date again.
Spooky: At least, she'll never go on a date without asking for their entire family tree!
Shakai: Hee! "Now before we go on this date I need to know - who is your immediate family? then grandparents? and everyone else ever possibly related to you" and the boy would be like "Bzuh?!"
Spooky: *snicker*
Shakai: Hang on, I've just had a thought. What if they are related!
Spooky: uh,
Shakai: Just think about it, we know the powers are passed on from parent to child right?
Spooky: Yeah.
Shakai: So who's to say that they all share one common ancestor!
Spooky... Takeso Kensei!
Shakai: Exactly! Because in the thousands of years or whatever since Kensei was born the blood could be diluted enough to count for everyone.
Spooky: He is British and he's going to have a kid with the Japanese lady so that's the ancestoral path for Hiro.
Shakai: And he might have had a load of kids back in England with a load of English chicks!
Spooky: Ahah! And that would also count for the Godsend symbol that pops up everywhere. It's Takeso's symbol and he's the one person that connects them all, so it makes sense that they all have something to do with it.
Shakai: And Niki and DL could be on the opposite sides of the family tree which is why it was okay for them to have a kid!
Both: Yatta! *happy dance*

...That went on for longer than I expected, but I hope the theory came across. Plus with the new revelation that Matt's father was buds with Mama and Papa Petrelli and Papa Nakamura could mean that they all knew they were somehow related. *firm nod* That's my belief and I shall stick to it.

Back to my week :D
Wednesday I had the day off college so I bummed around all day and did nothing remotely interesting, except I found a new anime called "Scrapped Princess" which was about 3 siblings, and the younger sibling was hunted for being evil (except she was good) so the older brother and sister had to protect her. And on the way Shannon-nee (the brother) developed awesome powers and got whumped quite a lot ^_^ I finished all 22 episodes by Wednesday night.

Thursday I woke up, went to turn on my light, missed, and faceplanted into the door. Shrugging it off I turned on my light and went downstairs, except I was still mega dizzy and had to grip the banister so as not to fall and die. I managed to iron my clothes and went upstairs, still feeling dizzy and sick and I told my mum, who suggested I have the day off and I was like "No! Nevar! I will go to college and go to all my lessons and it will be grand!" and my mum was like "Well, don't be ringing us at dinner to come and pick you up." Then I fell over again and smacked my arm on the corner of the wall. I whimpered, put my pajamas back on and went to bed. I woke up a few hours later with a clearer head, but still pretty dizzy and wierd-like. So I grabbed my warm blanket and watched Prison break and Heroes for the majority of the day.

Today I just finished (for the second time since I had it sent back) my UCAS form for University, I've decided to go ahead with University since I'm unsure about my physical fitness for the RAF (due to my hypermobility. :() -
The Uni's I picked are:
Lancaster - Linguistics and Psychology
Leicester - Combined English and Psychology (with an added subject for first year, I might take Ancient Egyptian Studies or Philosophy)
Liverpool - Combined English and Psychology
Liverpool John Moores - English and Imaginative Writing
Hull - English with Creative Writing. (totally not influenced by anything. Nuhuh.)

Wish me luck :-D

Omgsplosion it's new SPN tonight and Sam... FALLS OVER! (can't say any more because I'm in danger or Spoiler!Blurting (tm) I know for a fact that he picks up a lucky rabbit foot (which grants good luck to anyone who touches it, until they lose it which would then kill them) but then it is stolen by Bella (Mary Sue the Second) thus causing Sam to have bad luck! (nee, oikakete, oikakete, shiroi kaze!)

Prison break is actually pretty good. It's brutal though. Like the second episode where they threatened to cut Michael's toes off and I was like "Psh, they wouldn't do that. Someone's going to come in at the last second or they're bluffing" But then the secateurs go snap and his toes fly off and I'm just like O_O No Way Show! But I quickly got over that when he made Hurt faces and whimpered, and Lincoln was all like "I'm gonna kill em!" Because he loves his brother and wants to protect him *squee*

I really do have a thing for brothers eh? ^^; Specifically the younger brother. On Scrapped Princess the main attraction to Shannon was that he had an older sister who worried for him when he went on a whumpage spree. *sigh* I need mental help don't I?
Any other TV brothers out there that I'm ignorant thus far to?

Okay. my fingers are cramping up now (due to the Hypermobility, my mum said I should try and claim benefits :D) so I'll read some fanfiction, since that requires less movement ^_^

Fluff and Blisters!

Another meme. :D

Thu, 18 Oct 2007 10:05:53 GMT

Your Livejournal zombie attack.

LiveJournal Username

The name of your zombie infested home town.

Your zombie killing weapon of choice.

How much do zombies scare you?

Oh noes!!11 A zombie! What do you do?

Blasting zombies left and right with a freaking twelve guage. What do you think?

spookytonberry

Curled into a fetal position crying their eyes out.

spookytonberry

Is pwning some zombies with Don't Stop Me Now playing in the background.

peaky1990

Is sitting at home watching CNN and eating ice cream.

scoobylouy

Get ripped to pieces by the zombies. Bummer.

peaky1990

Is the zombie king who you must destroy to end the zombie menace.

kroki_refur

Number of zombies you decapitate.

954

Chances you survive the zombie swarm.

16%

This Fun Quiz created by Rob at BlogQuiz.Net

Sagittarius Horoscope at DailyHoroscopes.Biz

meme-tastic!

Wed, 17 Oct 2007 08:59:34 GMT

*The Last Thing*
Last Cigarette:	Years ago.
Last Alcoholic Drink:	Smirnoff Ice this weekend.
Last Car Ride:	Yesterday, home from the bus station.
Last Kiss:	I can't remember. O_O
Last Good Cry:	A few months ago
Last Library Book:	East of Eden by John Steinbeck
Last book bought:	2 Stephen King Novels and a Terry pratchet book
L fast Book Read:	Roswell - Stargate fannovel :
Last Movie Seen in Theatres:	Resident Evil 3!
Last Movie Rented:	Can't remember
Last Cuss Word Uttered:	Probably "Arse!" yesterday. I use it too much
Last Beverage Drank:	Coffee!
Last Food Consumed:	Mince Pie in the middle of the night 'cause I got the munchies.
Last Crush:	Fandom wise? Milo Ventimiglia
Last Phone Call:	Elsie in my Psychology class, just after I'd finished a test!<input ... ><input ... >
Last TV Show Watched:	New Heroes yesterday.
Last Time Showered:	Last night.
Last Shoes Worn:	My old worn black and white dollies, I love them so.
Last CD Played:	Ray Quinn album
Last Item Bought:	Probably a cinema ticket.
Last Download:	A nice wallpaper background of a black Unicorn (It was cute!)
Last Annoyance:	This damn stomachache that won't bugger off.
Last Disappointment:	Blood ties isn't available anywhere!
Last Soda Drank:	Coke Zero.
Last Thing Written:	A Matt +Molly fluff drabble.
Last Key Used:	House key.
Last Words Spoken:	Go to bed dad. That's why you're so stressed!
Last Sleep:	Last night , got my full nine hours ^_^
Last Ice Cream Eaten:	Neopolitan the day before last.
Last Chair Sat In:	My oversized squidgy desk chair.
Last Webpage Visited:	LJ I haunt this place a lot lately.

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Tue, 16 Oct 2007 20:39:37 GMT

Who's on a roll? Puppies on a roll! (Actually, it is I,Shakai that is on a roll because this is post number 6! Well, it was my brother's passing out parade from the RAF and it was a big fancy do and meant a lot to the parents that everyone be there (especially Steven). 6 o clock Tuesday morning saw myself, the parents and my brothers girlfriend Lauren setting off with various complaints about the lack of rock music (from me) the lack of warm clothing, (My mum) and Lauren just poked Melvin in the ass. (Melvin is a little bit burnt :-( ) Oh! The whole bus problemy thingie... So I got on the pirate ship boat and the other has already gone home ¬_¬ I'm just going to go to the expensive schools like Nathan did. His parents said it was because he never applied himself in lessons, so what was the point in splashing out for an expensive school when he wouldn’t work there either. Peter never said anything, didn’t even complain when his father bought his third BMW and his mother purchased a new marble bathroom. Angela Petrelli. His mother and the only relative, (that he’d known at the time) who took time to look after him. He grew to adore her, to do anything to please her. She’d even told him that he never got to go and get some money exchanged for my weekend trip to Hamsterdam with an amusing Dutchman giving us some information about the dykes (water dykes) the royalty there and the fact I've got quite a long time with nothing to do ^^;) So, first thing I was a coffeeshop *snicker* As you may already know, the coffee shops don't really make much of their business in coffee. More in Cannabis, since it's legal over there. I found it interesting... So, we were in Amsterdam! And the first thing we see is Sam nose deep in a book (looking up Faust *hugs Faust*) trying to find a way to save his brother (the fanfictions were true!) whilst said brother was gettin' laid! *snicker* and Dean is such a major (pretty) doofus in the process!Oh yeah, how could I nearly forget the new SPN opening... It's awesome epitomised! Elle and I caught the 998 bus and went to bed, it was about half one at this point, then me and Elle decided to go one step further and look for pictures of the pretty. (I spammed her eyes with pretteh pictures of Milo Ventimiglia saying "buttah", but unfortunately we couldn't relay the message to Elle about doing it (we couldn't let anyone else know because we weren't allowed to congregate upstairs (Mum's rule) so we threw fridge magnets at the fridge :D Then decided to hover near the food table - at which point the rest of the pirate ship boat and sat there for about an hour to wait until I can do that will make it switch back! or it just changes sizes and fonts. I apologise if it annoys you, because it certainly annoys the hell out of me. *angry angst* Alrighty then (Argh, font change!) I'm gonna go and... do something... See you later! N is for Nathan Petrelli - The Duke of Angst!(Sorry, I couldn't find my dressing gown so I was all like "Hey! This toothbrush gives your face a massage!" and some random bloke stood near us went "I wouldn't mind a massage..." O_O We tottered off quite quickly after that. After a bit more of "Catcher in the Rye" which is still mega depressing, but at least we're learning stuff again, instead of just copying from the board, and me and Elle were texting each other about him until Elle's mum said to expect much worse in the land of hamsters.) I had a bath and read a book because my limbs were all stiff and achy (a usual symptom of working a Beechwood :( ) then I went on fanfiction for the rest of this, and I don't have Biology on Monday so I can do that will make it switch back! or it just changes sizes and fonts. I apologise if it annoys you, because it certainly annoys the hell out of me. *angry angst* Alrighty then (Argh, font change!) I'm gonna go and... do something... See you later! N is for Nathan the Duke of Angst! (which is going to be shockingly bad I just know it...)1. The Lord of the Rings, JRR Tolkien2. Pride and Prejudice, Jane Austen3. His Dark Materials, Philip Pullman4. The Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy, Douglas Adams5. Harry Potter and the Goblet of Fire, JK Rowling6. To Kill a Mockingbird, Harper Lee7. Winnie the Pooh, AA Milne8. Nineteen Eighty-Four, George Orwell9. The Lion, the Witch and the Wardrobe, CS Lewis10. Jane Eyre, Charlotte Brontë11. Catch-22, Joseph Heller12. Wuthering Heights, Emily Brontë13. Birdsong, Sebastian Faulks14. Rebecca, Daphne du Maurier15. The Catcher in the Rye. My dad suggested it).So anyways, I went to Biology (quite reluctantly might I add.) She spotted me before class and made the angrey "come hither" gesture which is usually used out of anger and hate. So I shuffled over, apologies at the ready. Then she told me that she'd got the message that I'd asked Elsie to deliver (Many thanks!) and she hoped I wouldn't have any other days off. (I kinda neglected to tell her about next week's holiday ^^;) Then she asked who did the answering message and started larfing her head off!! I was totally like "Bzuh?" So, she doesn't hate me at this moment in time (give her time. She'll grow to despise me.) That leads me onto my next rant quite nicely. Urk! There's a girl in my Biology who I'm lab partnered with and she's such a BITC.H!!1! Honestly, she acts like she's "holier than thou" and insisted on doing the lab experiment, and completely fooked it up!!! So we are now seen as failures and she's all like "I am quite worried. Blah blah blah." Just completely rubbed me the wrong way today ¬_¬ Oh! There's a super cutie in my Psychology called Phil. He's got big blue eyes and a rugged manbeard. Me and Alice did the work and made him go up and present it and he did! With minimul whining *huggles* I've got Eenglish next so I'm going to a Ray Quinn concert (\o/ \o/ \o/) with my mum, my gran and my auntie (I wore the black stripey dress ^_^) and we had pretty good seats near the front. Then Ray came on, was made of awesome and at the end when he sang My Way, everyone stood up and just applauded him like mad, stomping feet and roaring. We think he was actually moved by that, because he looked quite shocked and then when he sang "You'll never walk alone" we all joined hands in the air, swayed and sang along, and he was like "well, it's working fine on my laptop so it must be you." And then turned away and wandered off. And because I was in a malicious mood I accessed the router from my computer upstairs (it sometimes works when the internet is off) and purposely reset it so that my dad's internet went off. But he still didn't give me a hand in fixing it (although now I can't listen to my music properly whilst doing work ¬_¬ I'll take a trip to the creative Arts shop later to see if they have any. Shakai VS Biology round 3, managed to write some half assed garble about transpiration and gave up again, it's soul destroying I swear! In the future when I decide to become a politician and rather spend his days in class staring out of the country for my account... And half an hour later walked out with a new card and a cheque book coming through the post O_O Then I thought I might go and check out the army recruitment centre for a bit of dinner (at KFC) and then did some more shopping (which is practically all we did...) We did try and find the red light district but everybody we asked gave us dodgy directions ¬_¬ so we couldn't find it. Then I bummed a lift off my brother and his mates (4 guys in a Clio with myself is not a fun trip.) and found the phone in the fireworks box (Honestly, Andrew had said that he'd looked there. What a liar. And a dick.) So then I walked back home again, made coffee for the hungover parents then started tidying the house (there were glasses and mess absolutely everywhere!) When my parents finally got up I'd made a pretty good start on the mess, there is actually loads of beer still left over. Like a full bottle of Smirnoff vodka and a 24 pack of Strongbow. We didn't manage to get rid of the two I call... Stray. eheh eheheheh." But then I couldn't concentrate on the class much... Tapsman, I hate you too! Cookie: Hee, it's like a love-hate relationship! ^_^ Shakai: ...No, it's just hate ¬_¬ He annoys me greatly. Yikes! Did I tell you that after I got home on le Tuesday my Biology teacher so I'm going to read the CSI fan-novel that Elsie's been raving about all morning, she said it has Greg Angst so I'm there! *zooms to the website* I need to cheer myself up with a picspam of teh pretteh! (That just so happen to be shirtless ^^;) Milo Ventimiglia! Jensen Ackles! Michael Shanks! And last but definitely not least! (But surprisingly the most difficult to find shirtless pictures of. Poor me, I had to stare at every single picture of Jared in very close detail (To see if he was shirtless of course) for three pages before I could find the right one.) I thought about resizing it. Then thought better of it and slapped myself for the thought in the first episode \o/ but I haff no idea who will die if it isn't gonna be Nathan. Peter (Not dead) Nathan (Unknown) Parkman (Not dead) Claire (Not dead) Mr Bennet (I don't know yet) Mohinder (Not dead) Niki/Jessica (Niki definitely isn't dead) DL (I'm 90% sure it's him!!!) Micah (Not dead) Hiro (In ze past) Ando (Not dead) I just read another spoiler that says "Niki and Micah leave Las Vegas in an attempt to start over" ...Where's DL?! I'm sure that he was a mistake. No parents decided to have another child eleven years after their first. No rational parents anyway, and he knew above all else that his parents were rational people… So that left one reason, he was an accident. He’d been left on her own for a while) so we went back to the Sunset lounge (after getting changed into our pj's. Grabbed a load off cheesey puffs, cookies and drinks, climbed onto the top bunk and watched the Butterfly effect on Elle's portable movie player. And the guy who plays the beefcake who tries beating up Ashton in prison? I felt up his ass at Asylum 07. *smug* Sunday morning we were once again woken up by the BING BONG and my phone alarm. But this time we were so knackered we just ignored them. And then Elle's mum came banging on the door yelling "Get up" So we did. And had pannini's and coffee for breakfast and the kitchen was a mess! I dropped a load of ridiculous pictures, then put it back and the fanfictions will come running ^_^ Although to be honest I don't think SPN is very good for fanfic writing because there's not many characters (just the pretty boys) and whatever idea you have, you can guarantee that somebody else has already done it. I found the course for me. Lancaster University offers a course in "Linguistics and Psychology" I need an ABB to get in though :( *books AST for Biology* I just need to find some other University's that offer the same course (JMU in Liverpool doesn't unfortunately :( ) So yeah, I found out this morning that there's a house party going on at the same time. I was quite amused. Unfortunately Heather's answer to the Zombie Apocalypse question was that she supposed she'd just get eaten and turn into a zombie herself. No survival instinct I tell you. Then we went to was... a sex shop (It had balloons outside!) Because you can't go to Amsterdam and not check out the army recruitment centre for a bit but then I noticed that Nathan had never told him about her, surely his brother had died in 0.7. But perhaps he was still with her. She was 26 now. She had a wonderful reliant husband named Paul who doted on her. But every year on the 15th she would make him leave the house for one night, would even fake PMS just to get him to go to the public schools, further evidence of his father’s distaste for him that he never got to go and have coffee and toast shortly because I'm falling asleep and my belly's rumbling :( which would be mega embarrassing if it happened in class... As it is, I'm sat in the silent area punching myself in the past. (I must have been bored ^^;)Written 9th June 2007.Dear FutureMe, So you went and did it again. You became obsessed with a new card and a cheque book coming through the post O_O Then I thought I might go and check out the army recruitment centre for a bit but then I saw this and figgered it would be better to forget. Peter Petrelli - Absorbs powers - Rogue Sylar - Telekinesis - Jean Grey Matt Parkman - telepathy - Xavier DL - phase through walls - Shadowcat Hiro - teleportation - Kurt Wagner (nightcrawler) Claire Bennet - regeneration - Wolverine Candice - Changes appearence (well, changes other people's perceptions of her appearence) - Mystique Eden - Power of Persuasion - LITTLE ANDY FROM SUPERNATURAL *hugs his corpse* I can't think of right now. That's enough "Peter is awesome" speculation, so let me just finish with a nice quick, PETER IS AWESOME! and leave it at that. SUPERNATURAL SEASON 3 BEGAN ON FRIDAY NIGHT! and dude it was freakin' AWESOME! (Nooo! Andeee!) Spoilers (I just found it on Photobucket and it's kinda made of awesome!) I'll just cover the basic points because of how awesome it was starting in order of awesomeness - SAM GETS CHOKED!!!! CHOKED CHOKED CHOKEDY CHOKED! *hugs the Kripkeeper for life*Ahem, okay. Sam was pretty, no really... He was prettier than I've ever seen him evar! (and he's still got the bangs, and they were nice and styled, not flyaway like they were in ELAC *shudder*)Sam's got the angst going full whack! In fact, the first thing I really want too! So dilemma dilemma, which one do I get? I didn't get either after a lot of sentences with "so" *is not a complete freak...*) Iggyboo, it's the end of the Cabin corridors to the other, which was awesome because they were related, and even if it wasn’t… There was nothing they could do about it now. And Nathan? The one person he’d loved more than anyone in the entire universe!
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g_helpKey="PIM_ReadMessage";var g_imgSvrUrl = "http://gfx1.hotmail.com/mail/w2/pr02/ltr/"; JARED PADALECKI AND MILO VENTIMIGLIA IN THE SAME PICTURE! AND FOREARMS!!! And Omgzplosion you can see Jared's hipbone! *is a flailing mess on the floor* And are my eyes deceiving me or is that rope tied around Milo's waist? O_O ...----> ^_^ Well, at least I'm happy again. It's time to start SHAKAI VS BIOLOGY round 2! *4 minutes later* *sobbing pathetically* *3 minutes later* That's it. I give up. I've got all weekend to do the conga all around the living room and out into the front garden, Except the people without shoes had sense and stayed inside - Not me though. So me and Granny were on the computers at the library (like usual) and we were reading fanfiction (as usual) and Elsie was commenting on how pretty they were, we could also comment on their cleavage. O_O! But enough of that! Don't you want to hear about my boring and tedious life? No.. Because it is pretty boring, there's no killing or hippogryphs or anything! But you know what does have hippogryphs and killing? Yep. World of Warcraft. Now I've been pretty good with the last posts in that I haven't gone off on a WOW spiel (because I correctly assumed that you wouldn't be interested,) but I'm in a nerdly mood today (that and I spent approximately half my life playing it yesterday ^^;) so I'll talk about it for a while. Right now since College started I haven't seen Spooky on WOW so we haven't quested together or anything, (which makes me sad) but then I noticed that her character that usually quested with me was at a higher level than mine (I was at 19. She was 20.) Which made me insane with jealousy. So, I figured I'd try and do something productive to take my mind off of how damn awful I'm feeling right now. *dies* So, my weekend? It was okay... I'm gonna leave this here, I'm dizzy and can't actually see the writing now. I'm so ill.

These are more fun than you think.

Tue, 16 Oct 2007 20:33:31 GMT

YOUR REAL NAME:
Laura

YOUR GANGSTA NAME: (first 4 letters of real name plus izzle.)
Laurizzle

YOUR DETECTIVE NAME: (fav color and fav animal)
Red Dragon (O_O! Isn't that a movie *snicker*)

YOUR SOAP OPERA NAME: (your middle name and street you live on)
Louise Delius

YOUR STAR WARS NAME: (the first 3 letters of your last name, first 2 letters of your first name.)
Dowla

YOUR SUPERHERO NAME: (Your 2nd favorite color, and favorite drink)
Pink Dandock

YOUR ARABIC NAME: (2nd letter of your first name, 3rd letter of your last name, 1st letter of your middle name, 2nd letter of your moms maiden name, 3rd letter of you dads middle name, 1st letter of a siblings first name, and last letter of your moms middle name)
Awlus

YOUR WITNESS PROTECTION NAME:( Parents middle names )
anonymous. (they don't have middle names. but on the bright side, with a name like anonymous no one would ever know it was me!)

YOUR GOTH NAME: (black, and the name of one of your pets)
Black Odin (Okay, so it's my pet plant. It's still a pet, right?)

A Meme!

Tue, 16 Oct 2007 20:27:06 GMT

Strike out the books you've read. (This is going to be shockingly bad I just know it...)

~~1. The Lord of the Rings, JRR Tolkien~~
2. Pride and Prejudice, Jane Austen
~~3. His Dark Materials, Philip Pullman~~
4. The Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy, Douglas Adams
~~5. Harry Potter and the Goblet of Fire, JK Rowling~~
6. To Kill a Mockingbird, Harper Lee
~~7. Winnie the Pooh, AA Milne~~
8. Nineteen Eighty-Four, George Orwell
~~9. The Lion, the Witch and the Wardrobe, CS Lewis~~
10. Jane Eyre, Charlotte Brontë
11. Catch-22, Joseph Heller
12. Wuthering Heights, Emily Brontë
13. Birdsong, Sebastian Faulks
14. Rebecca, Daphne du Maurier
15. The Catcher in the Rye, JD Salinger
16. The Wind in the Willows, Kenneth Grahame
17. Great Expectations, Charles Dickens
18. Little Women, Louisa May Alcott
19. Captain Corelli's Mandolin, Louis de Bernieres
20. War and Peace, Leo Tolstoy
21. Gone with the Wind, Margaret Mitchell
22. Harry Potter And The Philosopher's Stone, JK Rowling
23. Harry Potter And The Chamber Of Secrets, JK Rowling
24. Harry Potter And The Prisoner Of Azkaban, JK Rowling
25. The Hobbit, JRR Tolkien
26. Tess Of The D'Urbervilles, Thomas Hardy
27. Middlemarch, George Eliot
28. A Prayer For Owen Meany, John Irving
29. The Grapes Of Wrath, John Steinbeck
30. Alice's Adventures In Wonderland, Lewis Carroll
~~31. The Story Of Tracy Beaker, Jacqueline Wilson~~
32. One Hundred Years Of Solitude, Gabriel García Márquez
33. The Pillars Of The Earth, Ken Follett
34. David Copperfield, Charles Dickens
~~35. Charlie And The Chocolate Factory, Roald Dahl~~
36. Treasure Island, Robert Louis Stevenson
37. A Town Like Alice, Nevil Shute
38. Persuasion, Jane Austen
39. Dune, Frank Herbert
40. Emma, Jane Austen
41. Anne Of Green Gables, LM Montgomery
~~42. Watership Down, Richard Adams~~
43. The Great Gatsby, F Scott Fitzgerald
44. The Count Of Monte Cristo, Alexandre Dumas
45. Brideshead Revisited, Evelyn Waugh
~~46. Animal Farm, George Orwell~~
~~47. A Christmas Carol, Charles Dickens~~
48. Far From The Madding Crowd, Thomas Hardy
~~49. Goodnight Mister Tom, Michelle Magorian~~
50. The Shell Seekers, Rosamunde Pilcher
51. The Secret Garden, Frances Hodgson Burnett
~~52. Of Mice And Men, John Steinbeck~~
53. The Stand, Stephen King
54. Anna Karenina, Leo Tolstoy
55. A Suitable Boy, Vikram Seth
56. The BFG, Roald Dahl
57. Swallows And Amazons, Arthur Ransome
~~58. Black Beauty, Anna Sewell~~
59. Artemis Fowl, Eoin Colfer
60. Crime And Punishment, Fyodor Dostoyevsky
~~61. Noughts And Crosses, Malorie Blackman~~
62. Memoirs Of A Geisha, Arthur Golden
63. A Tale Of Two Cities, Charles Dickens
64. The Thorn Birds, Colleen McCollough
~~65. Mort, Terry Pratchett~~
66. The Magic Faraway Tree, Enid Blyton
67. The Magus, John Fowles
68. Good Omens, Terry Pratchett and Neil Gaiman (I managed halfway through)
69. Guards! Guards!, Terry Pratchett
~~70. Lord Of The Flies, William Golding~~
71. Perfume, Patrick Süskind
72. The Ragged Trousered Philanthropists, Robert Tressell
73. Night Watch, Terry Pratchett
~~74. Matilda, Roald Dahl~~
75. Bridget Jones's Diary, Helen Fielding
76. The Secret History, Donna Tartt
77. The Woman In White, Wilkie Collins
78. Ulysses, James Joyce
79. Bleak House, Charles Dickens
80. Double Act, Jacqueline Wilson
~~81. The Twits, Roald Dahl~~
82. I Capture The Castle, Dodie Smith
~~83. Holes, Louis Sachar~~
84. Gormenghast, Mervyn Peake
85. The God Of Small Things, Arundhati Roy
~~86. Vicky Angel, Jacqueline Wilson~~
87. Brave New World, Aldous Huxley
88. Cold Comfort Farm, Stella Gibbons
89. Magician, Raymond E Feist
90. On The Road, Jack Kerouac
91. The Godfather, Mario Puzo
92. The Clan Of The Cave Bear, Jean M Auel
~~93. The Colour Of Magic, Terry Pratchett~~
94. The Alchemist, Paulo Coelho
95. Katherine, Anya Seton
96. Kane And Abel, Jeffrey Archer
97. Love In The Time Of Cholera, Gabriel García Márquez
~~98. Girls In Love, Jacqueline Wilson~~
99. The Princess Diaries, Meg Cabot
100. Midnight's Children, Salman Rushdie

...I guess that wasn't too bad ^_^ Now I need to work on the rest of them!

FIRE!

Mon, 15 Oct 2007 21:00:53 GMT

I think I'm going insane. I can smell burning everywhere, on my hands, on my clothes, on my hair. I keep reaching to touch the back of my head, convinced that it's aflame... Although I guess I'd actually notice being on fire. It's not a fiery smell either, it's the smell of burnt hair, or burnt fingernails (trust me, it stinks! I had a conversation with someone whilst holding a burning splint, then looked down to see my thumb was being singed.)
Still, this smell has become really disconcerting.

Tell me I'm not crazy... Please?

On a completely unrelated note... ZOMGZ! I totally just watched the promos for this weeks Supernatural and Heroes!
And OMGSPLOSION! Sam falls over! (it's as awesome as it sounds.) and collides with a food tray of DOOOOOOM!

On a very unhappy note... Nathan Petrelli has shaved off his beard of angst. Could it be he's moved on from angsting over his younger brother's demise? I really hope not. Perhaps he's just shaved it off to make room for a NEW and IMPROVED beard of angst. *in denial* That's what it is, yep, that's definitely what it is *nod*

I AM insane... Aren't I? *sigh*

Weekend of fun fun fun!

Mon, 15 Oct 2007 18:15:06 GMT

Monday Morning!

How was your weekend? Mine was awesome. No really, it was. You don't believe me? I'll tell you why.

Friday night: Elle and I caught the 998 bus and went to Blackburn, we then went to McDonalds for tea (and I got a strawberry milkshake \o/) Then meandered over to the Vue cinema and watched Resident Evil 3 Extinction. I have a checklist of awesome:
Zombie Apocalypse? Tick.

Milla Jovovich in a sexy red dress? Tick.
Kick ass fight scenes? Tick.

Niki from Heroes? Tick.

Angst? Tick.

:D The film was awesome up until the ending which I found was pretty silly and kinda ridiculous. (and disappointing)
Milla was hawt though, so I forgive it ^_^

Saturday Morning: Went to work. Barbara was there! \o/ I made up some hanging baskets, cleaned a few shelves, served a few customers. Then in the afternoon I got to price up explosives! Andrew's having a firework display next weekend so that will be cool, and he wants me to model the artificial lawn with Barbara's dog and June's son. Wierd huh, I've not decided whether or not to agree to it.

Saturday afternoon: Managed to convince Andrew to let me go home at half 5 instead of 6. Went home, got changed and got ready for the awesome party at my house! (The tidying of the house of which I had managed to escape from since I was at workies.) Spooks came round and brought the new Supernatural comic (I owe you a quid Spooks! Don't let me forget!) so I read that one, and Spooky read the one before it.
Then Elle came around and we weren't allowed to congregate upstairs (Mum's rule) so we threw fridge magnets at the fridge :D Then decided to hover near the food table - at which point the rest of the party guests arrived and we looked like greedy pigs because we were eating the food.

Then we hung out in the conservatory (the cool place.) with our Smirnoff Ices (Elle was on coke.) and chatted about Heroes, Supernatural (except not so much SPN because I hadn't seen the new episode and didn't want to be spoiled.) Then my younger cousin Ethan arrived with his new emo "do" of which I applauded and kept saying "cheer up emo kid" every time he began sulking, which made him sulk more, and my clone minion Liv who had an awesome jacked which I promptly "borrowed" for myself ^_^

We then devised an awesome plan. Take the camera and take a load of ridiculous pictures, then put it back and noone would know until the morning after! ~Cue pink panther theme~ So we took a load of pictures as blue steel, except Liv wasn't cooperative and just fell on me. Then we decided to go on a Heroes spin and become Hiro Nakamura! (There's some videos but I'm not sure how to get them on the computer O_o)

I was becoming increasingly drunk and loud, then my mum made some cocktails which were awful and chewy. But I'd forget they were chewy and take a sip out of the drink in my hand, grimace at all the bits in it. Then five minutes later I'd get bored and there'd be a drink in my hand so I'd take a sip. Eventually I just put it down and got another.

Spooks taught Elle the Nerd!Five and all did the crazy hand dance (Playin' carrrds, playin' carrrrds!)
We got the dance mats going on (a party favourite) and we rocked the house with End of the Century! Then sat back and let everyone else have a go, because they wanted to be as awesome as us :D
My brother's welsh mate Taffy had been boasting earlier on about how he drinks around 70 pints a week, drank too much SoCo, threw up in the toilet and passed out upstairs. I poked him later on to see if he really was comatose. He was.

Then my Grandma's decided to have a Dance Off on the Dance mats. Whilst being thorougly wasted. It was hilarious! Neither of them could see the arrows so we all had to shout which ones to step on. Except the back arrow we said "down" and instead of stepping backwards they ducked! And then I told them the reason they were failing the songs was because they weren't making enough arm movements. More hilarity ensued as they tried to do both!

My grandma was pretty wasted at this point (she's awesome when she's drunk) so we decided to do the conga all around the living room and out into the front garden, Except the people without shoes had sense and stayed inside - Not me though. So me and Granny were on the drive with no shoes on at around 1 in the morning. Then for some reason I thought it would be fun to sing New York New York at the top of my lungs and Granny joined in. I'm pretty sure the neighbours hate us now. Complete with cancan dancing we went back inside caterwauling the words (except I kept forgetting them) and a load of other women, drawn by the noise, came over and joined in! So there were about seven of us cancanning and singing in the middle of the dining room. Fun times.

We were chilling outside next to the chimenea and I thought it would be a good idea to show Spooky the Youtube video of Milo Ventimiglia saying "buttah", but unfortunately we couldn't relay the message to Elle about doing it (we couldn't let anyone else know because we weren't allowed upstairs) so we attempted to do an Interpretive dance. Noone had any idea what we were doing and my dad got pretty mad for some reason. But eventually she caught the message and we Youtubed for a bit.

At around 2 Elle decided it was best she went home, so, escorted by the Spooks and myself we staggered down roman road to her house. (Meeting a very friendly cat on the way) And staggered home, but we came across a traffic cone and we named him Alfred, and developed a very long backstory.

Then we got home and chilled out outside (literally, it was freezing! And I'd had to dip my hand into a bucket of cold water to retrieve some more beers.), I had a very long loud argument with my mum's friend's husband about whether or not Pikachu was a girl. (She is!) and other stuff happened. Then we went to bed, and I found some really comfortable blankets in the airing cupboard that I didn't know we had.

Sunday Morning: I woke up. Me and Spooks had coco pops for breakfast and the kitchen was a mess! I dropped a load of coco pops on the floor (I was still kinda drunk) and they stuck to it! Then we watched some more Youtube videos of Family guy and Roadrunner then I walked Spooky halfway to town so she could go home and do some homework.
When I got back my hungover parents informed me that the boss had rang and blamed me for losing a cordless phone. I gave him a rang and told him I'd be down to help him find it. Then I bummed a lift off my brother and his mates (4 guys in a Clio with myself is not a fun trip.) and found the phone in the fireworks box (Honestly, Andrew had said that he'd looked there. What a liar. And a dick.) So then I walked back home again, made coffee for the hungover parents then started tidying the house (there were glasses and mess absolutely everywhere!) When my parents finally got up I'd made a pretty good start on the mess, there is actually loads of beer still left over. Like a full bottle of Smirnoff vodka and a 24 pack of Strongbow. We didn't manage to get rid of the two bottles of Kronenberg left over from the last party, because it's awful stuff. We handwashed most of the glasses because the dishwasher was full, then I had a bath and read a book because my limbs were all stiff and achy (a usual symptom of working a Beechwood :( ) then I went on fanfiction for the rest of the day, and my parents didn't even bother me to tidy the rest of the house up because a, I'd already done most of the tidying that morning (I'm in the good books yay!) and b, they thought I was asleep, which in hindsight, I really should have been because I'm absolutely shattered!

Monday Morning: Whilst straightening my hair and looking at my bookshelf I made a song. Set to the tune of the 12 days of Christmas:

"If you look on Shakai's bookcase you'll expect to see...
9 Dragonlance Books!
8 Anne McAffreys!
7 Harry Potters!
6 Fanfic Novels!
5 Diana Wynne Jones'!
4 freaky Mangas!
3 Tolkein Epics!

2 Paolini's!

and 1 Curious Incident of the Dog in the Nighttime!"

I was bored. Now I'm still bored. New Heroes tomorrow night! \o/
The new Supernatural was alright, it was mostly Dean!Centric though and kinda made Sam seem like a Sidekick. Which he's not. He's made of awesome! The woman following him around was interesting though, she seems less like a Mary-Sue now... But I'm still undecided.

My wrists are killing now from all this typing, I'll be back later- maybe.

*Later that day*

I have an idea! You know how I'm all into writing fanfiction, (well I am) except I totally don't have any plot bunnies or ideas other than Drabbles. Well I decided to attempt a drabblefest!

It shall be known as - Shakai's Self Induced Prompt Inspired Drabble Mania! (or SSIPIDM)

You can help me as well ^_^ (if you wouldn't mind?)

I wrote up a prompt table in English which includes 100 words, and I need to pick 6 of them for each drabble. Each drabble must be above 1000 words and can include any fandom (but I might sticks with Heroes, it's easier to write.) No prompt can be used twice, and I will write as many as I need to use up all the prompts.

You can help by suggesting 6 numbers from 1-100 and I will dedicate the drabble to you :D Anyone interested?

I'm currently halfway through one as we speak, I'll post it when I'm done.

Should I post the prompt table? or would you rather not know which number is which word?

This happens more times than I'd like to admit...

Sun, 14 Oct 2007 16:39:37 GMT

I love Past!Me! She knows me so well.

I've just received another email from myself in the past. (I must have been bored ^^;)

Written 9th June 2007.

Dear FutureMe, 
 
So you went and did it again. You became obsessed with a new TV show in the effort to wean yourself off Supernatural!
But guess what... You watched the entire 12 episodes in one day and then had to wait until OCTOBER until the next episode airs (hopefully with whumpage galore! *flibble*)
And Supernatural comes back in September, so then the entire "something to watch whilst SPN is gone" was completely pointless.
 
But now the wait is over. Hopefully you will have Sam Winchester and Henry Fitzroy floating around in your head and in your tee-vee.
 
Feel free to curse your past self for being the impatient asshat (who right now is eating a Fab lolly as well... ^_^) and running out of anti-social things to keep you occupied and happy during the dry season. (Curse you Summah!)
 
...Also? Get a life!
 
also also? Happy 21st to your big bro! You'd better have gotten him something nice and alcoholic (share the love)
 
Luffs you!

Hee!

Fri, 12 Oct 2007 20:51:22 GMT

Two posts in one day? *sigh* 4 and a half hours is a long time.

Hee!

So, it's the end of the week (yet another sentence beginning with the word "so"... I need a new word, but I've adopted it because Sam Winchester begins a lot of sentences with "so" *is not a complete freak...*)

Iggyboo, it's the end of the week (much better :D) and so far I've only been in college Monday, Tuesday and today! I had a weekend in the middle of the week and it was made of awesome. I didn't really do much though, just read a load of fanfiction (I'm currently deep into a AU Harry Potter novel that's made entirely of awesome) and tidied my room (except it didn't really get tidied because I had to stop for rest breaks every 10 minutes and read fanfiction... Then about an hour later I'd get working again. It sucks having no will power, I can tell you that for free!

Whoo! I bought some new mp3 earphones... and they're pink! :D but then when I tried turning my mp3 player on it wouldn't work... and then when I put it in the computer it said there was something wrong with my mp3 player. Cue panic.

I pulled it out, messed with the battery to check it hadn't leaked all over the show and put it back in again - voila it worked! So now I'm listening to some good Bob Seger *head bobs*

My week? It was alright. Okay, I'm lying to you.

It was awesome!

Tuesday night I went to the Ray Quinn concert with my mum, my gran and my auntie (I wore the black stripey dress ^_^) and we had pretty good seats near the front. Then Ray came on, was made of awesome and at the end when he sang My Way, everyone stood up and just applauded him like mad, stomping feet and roaring. We think he was actually moved by that, because he looked quite shocked and then when he sang "You'll never walk alone" we all joined hands in the air, swayed and sang along, and he was crying! *huggles him*

Then I went home and watched Heroes.

It was alright. (Ah, I've already used this ploy, there's no point in trying it again.)

It was 33 different kinds of awesome!!!!!!!!!

SPOILERS FOR EPISODE 3 KINDRED

So, let me rerun the main storyline that I'm concerned with (which of course is Peter Petrelli's \o/)

Peter thinks he can fly
Jumps off a building
Turns out he can fly!
Gets angry at Nathan (Brother arguements yay!)
Meets Future Hiro the Hero!
Saves the cheerleader, saves the world.
Comatises (And the Beard of Angst makes it's first baby appearence as the Stubble of Angst!)
Meets Claude
Kills Simone
Blows up.

Them Season 2!

Peter is found in a metal Portakabin in Ireland by some Irish people.
Peter is beaten and bloodied (\o/) whilst they try to find out what he did with the eyee-pods.
Peter saves Caitlin by lightninging some badass guys.
Mr Irish guy says he has Peter's identity in a box!
Mr Irish Guy makes Peter work for him.
Peter says Suspicious Irish guy (SIG) is going to steal all the money. Mr Irish Guy (MIG) says he doesn't believe him and throws him against the bar. (\o/)
Peter wears a woolly hat (\o/) and he looks completely awesome whilst doing so!
Peter telekinetically throws a truck! and says "go" in a completely sexah way because he's mega panicked and freaked and yay!
Mig and Caitlin are happy because they have a box full of money.
Sig wants the box full of money, he waves a scary gun around.
Peter ignores the gun and is all like "I was totally right! Go me!" In the background.
Sig doesn't like Peter developing his self confidence and shoots him (\o/ \o/ \o/)
Peter falls down in a totally sexay manner.
Caitlin is all like *shock*
Peter gets up and throws Sig at the wall telekinetically!
The bullets pop out of him with really gross squelchy noises!
Caitlin is all like *shock*
Petey's angry! He chokes Sig.
Caitlin is all like *shock* then decides that another dead body in their bar is going to look pretty suspicious so she tells Peter to stop.
Peter stops, and looks sexay whilst doing so.
Peter gets a tattoo and whimpers at the time *hugs him*
Caitlin calls him a wimpy wimp wimpo.
Mig thanks Peter and gives him a box whilst calling him his "Brudda!" (He's really Wakka in disguise!)
Peter doesn't actually want to know who is he in case he's a hardcore killer. (Hee! and he's actually a male nurse!
Caitlin pulls a totally obvious move by putting her hand on his, then pushes the box towards him with herself following.
Peter kisses her in a totally sexay manner!
Shakai flails herself into oblivion.

yeah, that went on for too long. Iggyboo!

Jo: What is that? What's Iggyboo?
Dr A: It's my happy noise. I-ggyboo!

40 minutes until I haff to go to Biology and I want to write a new fanfiction sometime in the near future. I thought that maybe using a prompt table I could think of one or at least help a muse along. But it's hard to pick a number (or more than one)
How about? 4, 8, 15, 16, 23, 42.
(Prize for someone who guesses the reference) So, using the first prompt table I found I will have to write a fic that has these things in:

Hours
Years
Sorrow
Purple
Lovers
Whisper

*Ideas float around*

Just like Purple

"Why do you leave?" She whispered to his chest, soft fingers caressing the muscles toning his skin. He stroked her hair, hand following it down her back, stroking her smooth skin.

It was a cold Winter. But then again, every winter she had experienced here in Chicago was freezing, nothing like the warm winters in Texas where she could go to school in short sleeves. She missed her youthful years in the warm state, but after the incident with Sylar her father had decided she would be safer if they moved around, all around the country. They had gone to Costa Verde and she thought she could live the rest of her life there, but the Company began sniffing around so they had to pack up and move. At least every year for the next 8 years they had to move somewhere else, Idaho, Dakota, Tennessee, Oregon, Florida, Washington, Oklahoma, Kansas... Every time there was even the slightest rumour about who she was, what she could do, the family had to yet again pack up and move.
But he always found her.

"I always come back don't I?" He soothed, reaching his other hand forward, tipping her chin upwards, catching her blue eyes with his.

She had been living in Chicago for two years now, after finally deciding to claim a life for her own. Her father had been disappointed, well, infuriated really but she had put her foot down and set up home. It was working well for her, she was a waitress now. It wasn't exactly the big bucks but she was happy enough.

She smiled, "Just like purple." Laughter rang out then, dancing between the sweaty sheets entwined between their bodies as she caught his confused expression.

She asked him one night, the same night every year he would appear at her window, tapping lightly with the knuckles on his beautiful hands, how did he always know where she was? He smiled, told her he had once met a beautiful young girl name Molly once, and captured her lips with his, the conversation once again forgotten.

He always arrived on the 15^th, Always at 9 o’clock. Dead on the hour. He was so consistent that she could set her watch by him, although whenever he arrived she never wanted to do anything else than throw herself into his arms and be kissed.

"Purple?" He asked, unsure as to whether he'd heard her right. Again, her lips tipped upwards in a knowing smile, the rest of the world could collapse right there and then, but she wouldn't care. Not as long as he was still with her.

She was 26 now. She had a wonderful reliant husband named Paul who doted on her. But every year on the 15^th she would make him leave the house for one night, would even fake PMS just to get him to go to his friends. Then she would search her cupboard for her secret lingerie, the ones Paul had never seen, she would bring out a bottle of wine, turn the lights down low and wait by her bedroom window, for him to fly up and knock for her.

A short nod, he understood he wouldn't receive a full explanation, but that was alright with him.

The next morning, he would wake up early with her in his arms, her long blonde locks coating the ruffled sheets like a sheen of honey. He would kiss her forehead, her lips and her hands one last time, and would whisper “I love you,” in her ear. Then he would leave. Trying to promise himself that this was the last time, that she would want to get on with her life without his memory following her.
But every year, when he located her using the powers he’d borrowed off young Molly Walker all those years ago, and when he flew to her home just to see how she was doing, he knew she’d be waiting.

"Just like purple." He affirmed, the smile creeping onto his face as they both held each other and drifted to sleep.

What do you think? The colour purple is associated with ritual and tradition :D I should have actually gone into detail on that but I couldn't think of a way, and I liked this way better.

Okay, now that that's done with. I have to go to Biology ^_^ I'll probably expand upon that fic later, except I've run out of time right now *sigh*

Love and Wishes

Shakai
xXxx

I hate the future ¬_¬

Fri, 12 Oct 2007 20:25:16 GMT

Who knew that deciding your future could be so damn difficult? I am actually quite upset that I have to decide my future right now, sat here in front of a computer screen. It's not some momentus occasion where a sign from the skies determines my vocation. Just some random day where'd I'd honestly rather be doing something else.

But as it is, today I need to write my personal statement. Said statement to send to the Universities to decide which courses I want to do and why I want to do them, but the reason I've been staring at a blank word document for the last ten minutes is because of this one question.

"How can I convince the Universities I want to take this subject, when I can't even convince myself?"

English, or Psychology. Psychology, or English? My personal tutor suggested both, suggested I take Psycholinguistics... but that sounds boring.

I love Psychology, I adore the quirks of human nature, but do I want to spend the rest of my life with that?

I love English, I love grammar and I love to read and write, but am I good enough to warrant spending the rest of my life doing that?

Could I be a clinical Psychologist? a journalist? a counsellor? an Editor? an environmental psychologist? an author?

Or should I just push the boat out and become a chef. *shrugs*

I did have a personal statement written up last year, it was psychology based and all my extracurricular activities last year were psychology based... But do I want that?

I blame the woman at the University who smiled at me and gave me a description of a descriptive writing course.

I just don't want to look back 10 years from now and say, "What the hell was I thinking?!"

I could have just taken a look at my grades to determine which subject I took, but I got exactly the same for both! *headdesk*

*sigh* Why couldn't it be easier in that someone looks at me and tells me what to do.

I'm going to do some different work now, this is just too hair pullingly stressful. *guzzles coffee by the gallon*

*30 minutes later*

Okay I've calmed down, (slightly) due to the searching of one particular RAF website which advertises "Intelligence Officers" which sounds 3 kinds of awesome. Unfortunately the site doesn't offer too many details as to what the Intelligence Officers job entails, so I wikipedia'd it.

"An intelligence officer is a person employed by an organisation to collect, compile and analyse information (known as intelligence) which is of use to that organisation."

Not that interesting... Until you get to the word "Espionage" in a later paragraph. *small flail* Plus it's about analysing letters, "eavesdropping", surveillance and tapping telephones.

^_^ I could be a spy!

*wants the job*

Now, if I can't get in the RAF at my current stage of life I will go on to do a degree, and try again... Which would benefit me more... English? or Psychology?

Or perhaps and English and Psychology combined course? *googles*

...I've done it. I found the course for me. Lancaster University offers a course in "Linguistics and Psychology" I need an ABB to get in though :( *books AST for Biology*

I just need to find some other University's that offer the same course (JMU in Liverpool doesn't unfortunately :( )

*30 minutes later*

*cracks wrist joints*

There. I've nearly finished writing my new personal statement for an English/Psychology course. *sigh* I must leave you now for I am going to go to Tesco's with Elsie and buy my brother a birthday card and myself some new earphones.

Oh, and I may go and splurge on some chippy for dinner ^_^

Loafs of luff!

The Science versus Religion morass.

Thu, 11 Oct 2007 20:46:22 GMT

Hah, I just found this tidbit of information in the vast world known as the internet *hugs the internet*

"Scientifically:

Hell is liquid brimstone, brimstone being sulfur. Melting point of sulfur (and thus temperature of hell) 115.21 degrees Celsius

Heaven, where the sun shines sevenfold. Temperature of the sun = About 5000 degrees celsius. Thus, Temperature of heaven is 35,000 degrees celsius."

Burn in Heaven! *childish snicker*