Wow, Shakespeare invigorates the simpilest situations into dramatic intensity with merely poetic phrases worthy of your schools "emo" poet. Tehe, I cannot believe I just watered down Shakespeare's genius to a modern music revolution. I need to get a job, seriously.

If you haven't read Dan Brown's Angels and Demons, there is no way I will believe ( Read more... )

Into oblivion, falling within a invetible Nothing.

Wow, life is a interesting experience when you're in a tight situation. It's challenging, but invigorating in all senses. You just have to keep your head up high or you're only going to see the finite cracks, magnified.

Sexuality requires mystery, my fellow earthlings. Leave your damn clothes ( Read more... )

Im in a secure neverland with bars of society mocking me. Where the fairy dust is cobwebbs and the dreams are silcone frames. Look through the keyhole and you see Alice and Tetria playing among the lilies. But that is ever so far away ( Read more... )

"It was quite special, actually. I was 14, she was French, and my first girlfriend. It happened in my room and we lost our virginities together. I convinced my mother that I'd had a nosebleed on the duvet but she said, 'You must have been lying in a strange position.'"
-Brian Molko on loosing his virginity What irony. Special's the word for it, ( Read more... )

Have you ever felt so lonely your pratically numb, oblivious to all thought, easy to infuriate, and indifferent to the emotions of others? Well, If I never experienced it before, it's overwhelming space and time now. But I know it's only temporary. It's more than likely a effect of premenstrual syndrome, but that doesn't absorb the pain. Jumping to ( Read more... )

Yesterday I went on the fastest paced icon making spree. If you are interested check out serpentineicon. Brian Molko, Phantom of The Opera, Harry Potter, Emmy Rossum, you name it, I made it, damn it ( Read more... )

I hope everyone had a lovely Christmas. I spent time with my darling Andrea (_ironlungg) and Josh suprised me by showing up to give me a gift, which I most certainly do not deserve. I don't deserve anything to be quite honest. But that doesn't mean I haven't enjoyed what I have been given.

TO me
Andrea's Gift:
Memoirs of a Geisha by Arthur Golden ( Read more... )

Drama Club went to see the stage version of A Christmas Story and although I expected it to be rather lame, it was as close to the original 1983 film as one can get. Time was well spent for myself on a more personal level because I had Josh with me. Last theater field trip I attended, I ended up sitting alone on the bus. If you haven't noticed ( Read more... )

We're reading Princess by Jean Sasson and it boggles my mind that while I sit here enjoying the luxury of an online journal there are women who are treated like nothing in arabic cultures. We live like queens compared to them! I don't blame the islamic faith for the state in which these women live today, I blame the men who teach their sons to ( Read more... )

So today we had to perform our scenes infront of a class of drama II students, and, except for a few little details, everything went according to plan. Sean's and Chris's scene from Clerks deserved a standing ovation ( Read more... )