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Oh you GUYS
I'm kind of overwhelmed by how much I love you all. I don't even know where to start on answering comments or sending back emails, for those of you who were sweet enough to take the time out to do that too. I just...god, guys. Way to make the hormonal girl bawl and then flail around like a rubber chicken until she smacks into a wall. Yes, that actually happened.
Suffice to say, I feel a freaking lot better. I kind of knew getting it out like that would help, and then I baked cookies, watched Family guy, and wore a skirt in the dead of winter. Being a loon makes me happy. ALONG WITH ALL OF YOU and the fact that in less than an hour? It will no longer be February!!!!!!!! *TICKER TAPE PARADE*
On top of that awesomesauce is this little cherry: tomorrow is the sixth month anniversary of gleeweek! That means I've known some of you for a half a year! How insane is that? That's pretty insane. I feel privileged to know all of you, babies. You're the cream in my coffee, even though I don't drink coffee, I drink tea. Without anything in it. You know what I mean!
So, in honor of how fabulous this day is going to be, I propose we have a day long celebration! Picspams, porning, icons, odes, music swaps! And also, a meme to spread around, taking a page out of the book you guys seem to think I should be reading. :D
And that's it, that's all there is to it. Post this and people can comment with things they love about you, too, but that's not the main point. Let's start this new month off on the right foot, yeah? I'll go first, and then you all can try it out for yourselves.
Suffice to say, I feel a freaking lot better. I kind of knew getting it out like that would help, and then I baked cookies, watched Family guy, and wore a skirt in the dead of winter. Being a loon makes me happy. ALONG WITH ALL OF YOU and the fact that in less than an hour? It will no longer be February!!!!!!!! *TICKER TAPE PARADE*
On top of that awesomesauce is this little cherry: tomorrow is the sixth month anniversary of gleeweek! That means I've known some of you for a half a year! How insane is that? That's pretty insane. I feel privileged to know all of you, babies. You're the cream in my coffee, even though I don't drink coffee, I drink tea. Without anything in it. You know what I mean!
So, in honor of how fabulous this day is going to be, I propose we have a day long celebration! Picspams, porning, icons, odes, music swaps! And also, a meme to spread around, taking a page out of the book you guys seem to think I should be reading. :D
List ten things you love about yourself - any things at all, from the smallest ('I love my nose') to the biggest ('I love that I'm capable of taking on the world - and winning').
And that's it, that's all there is to it. Post this and people can comment with things they love about you, too, but that's not the main point. Let's start this new month off on the right foot, yeah? I'll go first, and then you all can try it out for yourselves.
- I like my handwriting. I used to hate it, because it was messy when I was trying to take notes, and I never had the bubbly huge letters like other girls my age, but nowadays? It serves its purpose, and I'm pretty fond of the way my g's and y's curl at the bottoms.
- I actually have reasonably good taste in clothing! Usually I'm too worried about how expensive things are to buy for myself, but I'm a damn good shopping buddy. My sister used to spend hours going through the jeans in the juniors department, looking for her size, and I would pop over and expertly pluck out the best pair for her within a few minutes. I'm still smug about that.
- I can cook, and well. I may not make the fanciest foods ever - no soufflés for me! - but what I make is delicious and I always have people coming around to ask for more. In senior year of high school, I brought in some of my family secret chocolate chip cookies for an art department bake sale, and by third period, people were fighting over them and shoving money at me. That was freakin' sweet, oh yeah.
- I'm very proud of my taste in music, even though that's not really a trait so much as a learned thing, I guess. Either way, my music makes me happy - it's eclectic and, oftentimes, I just put iTunes on shuffle and coast happily along.
- Randomly, my hands and feet. Um, that sounds kind of weird, I'm sure, but I really do think they're the prettiest parts of me. My fingers are nicely proportioned to my palms and very bendy, my nails are clear and healthy, my wrists are delicate - I just like everything about them. And my feet are kinda cute. Even though I have a trick ankle, I like the look of it too.
- I like my eyes, because they're my Dad's eyes. They're green-ish, blue-ish, yellow-ish - really, I feel a bit like a Mary Sue. Oh, and apparently I have a Van Gogh-esque sunflower around each of my pupils. That's certainly unique if nothing else, yeah?
- I like to think I'm a good judge of character when I meet people. Usually, I can tell right away whether or not I'll get along with someone, or if that person is a creep. Of course, there are exceptions, like my old friend, Cid, who I had a violent distaste for until the two of us were locked in a chat room together for a few hours. I reluctantly asked him a question about a paper I was writing and BOOM! Insta-friends.
- I love that people like to say my name. And I don't even mean that in a perverted way, like I normally would. I just love that it's easy for people who are only just getting to know me to say "Mel! Mel Mel MEL!" when I do something silly or what have you, and I love how people who've known me for a while say it like an endearment. I'm not sure why people like to say my name so much, but I'm not gonna complain.
- I like that I can be quiet. I find a lot of other people think that's sort of weird, but I don't know. I like sitting by myself in the back room and listening to something really softly, so it's just barely loud enough to hear. I like being so silent going up stairs I can't even hear my own feet. It's comforting, but I've not met many other people who can deal with that for long periods.
- That I've never really grown up, even though I talk about serious things with serious people. I miss being little and innocent, sure, but that doesn't mean I've ever stopped driving my dad insane with the 'are we there yet' game or wishing on stars. I'm a pretty optimistic person, when it all comes down, and I like being the one people turn to for a pick-me-up. If I could rock face paint and a red nose? You'd better believe I'd answer the door for Jehovah's witnesses in full garb.
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P.S. It's also the birthday of a Mr. Ackles today!
10 things I
hatelove about me!1)my handwriting (LOL SAME!)
2)my tastes in tv shows
3)my semi-artistic, if not creative, skills
4)my l33t Japanese skillz
5)that I can listen to people and not interrupt (a baad habit as a kid, but japan cured me of it)
6)the fact that i don't mind wearing comfortable, casual clothes TO CLASS (today I went out in t-shirt and track pants
7)my family and friends! *hug*
8)my sense of humor. I hate blatant humor, but I love subtlety...
9)that cats loooove me
10)that I can be independent, as a year abroad taught me, I just need pushing!
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Oh man I cannot believe I've written porn four freaking days in a row. It kind of blows my mind...the stories all kind of blur together in a porny haze and I have never felt better. This is going to be an awesome month, I can tell already! And you know what the funniest part is? People actually read the stuff I write. That boggles my mind. That and the fact that I've apparantely lost the abilitie to write SHORT stuff. Oh man...
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My pitch for the concept of the sex scene was basically this: “He totally slams her up against the wall.”
If that isn't great, I don't know WHAT is. *dies all over the place*
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i <3 your name too *repeats over and over*
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