I have moved... to a new place. So see me there. Not here anymore. Hee.
I think I'm informing no one... No one reads my blog but my birdie frens... *whines*
Sorry... I'm just feeling very confused.
Dum-dee-dum.
Wednesday, February 26, 2003
Monday, February 03, 2003
DV NEWS! DV NEWS! Listen up! hah. Finally found stg that u guys need to come here for... Muahahahaha! DT newss from me...
So here it is... Teasers of DV 12! Eeeekkkk! Some quotes...
“He’s right, you know,” said a silky voice. Hermione spun around and saw, with a shock of irritated alarm, Blaise Zabini standing on the pavement a few steps away from them.
That would depend on how you define love, I suppose. You think you can define it for me? You’re just a child, what do you know?
The boy had slid himself into a sitting position now and had swung his legs over the desk. “Lucius,” he said, shaking his head. “You break my heart. Don’t you know me, don’t you know me at all?”
Hermione halted, a little breathless, in front of Blaise, and raised her chin. “To show you these,” she said, and, under her hood, pushed a dark curl of her hair back.
Painfully, Draco pulled himself up to a kneeling position and looked up at Harry through his hair. His cheek was gashed and there was blood dripping from his split lip onto his shirt. He was still trying to catch his breath.
She lifted her hand and slowly pulled one of her braids forward so that it fell down against her breast. Then she smiled at him, through her hair.
"Come here," he said, and held out a hand.
EEEkKKK!! More action I see! Go to this link to see more: http://www.livejournal.com/talkread.bml?journal=epicyclical&itemid=102768#cutid1
There's lots of excellent drawings!! A very good one of Tom Riddle... Really good ones of Draco... close to my imaginary one actually... hee! Go SEE!!! I'm soo happy!
So here it is... Teasers of DV 12! Eeeekkkk! Some quotes...
“He’s right, you know,” said a silky voice. Hermione spun around and saw, with a shock of irritated alarm, Blaise Zabini standing on the pavement a few steps away from them.
That would depend on how you define love, I suppose. You think you can define it for me? You’re just a child, what do you know?
The boy had slid himself into a sitting position now and had swung his legs over the desk. “Lucius,” he said, shaking his head. “You break my heart. Don’t you know me, don’t you know me at all?”
Hermione halted, a little breathless, in front of Blaise, and raised her chin. “To show you these,” she said, and, under her hood, pushed a dark curl of her hair back.
Painfully, Draco pulled himself up to a kneeling position and looked up at Harry through his hair. His cheek was gashed and there was blood dripping from his split lip onto his shirt. He was still trying to catch his breath.
She lifted her hand and slowly pulled one of her braids forward so that it fell down against her breast. Then she smiled at him, through her hair.
"Come here," he said, and held out a hand.
EEEkKKK!! More action I see! Go to this link to see more: http://www.livejournal.com/talkread.bml?journal=epicyclical&itemid=102768#cutid1
There's lots of excellent drawings!! A very good one of Tom Riddle... Really good ones of Draco... close to my imaginary one actually... hee! Go SEE!!! I'm soo happy!
Oh sigh... I already posted so many different entries in so many different places. SIGH. SO tired. I cant believe I left my blog last.
Anyway, PLEASE, PLEASE, dont abandon my blog!! Don't leave me alone out here! Boo hoo hoo. I'll try to come up with interesting entries. I promise!!
But can it wait another day...? I'm so exhausted. And FB Boards wont even lemme log in now... What's wrong??? The Vulture has now become too tired to grumble. *mimble wimble* is all the sound that I can make.
Ok... I shall tell of the scary nightmare I had today. I was sleeping during the day, in my own bedroom. The door was closed tight. In my dream, I dreamt I was sleeping in exactly the same position, facing the closed door. Somehow, I felt very uneasy... then I saw this hand floating above my head. It was soooo scary!!! And it was holding this blue book. I started reading my prayers continuously, though I found it soo hard to utter the holy words. My throat seemed stuck, like someone plastered glue in it. You might say that I should have found the courage to get out of the bloody room, but I couldn't move. Really. All I could do was say the prayers. After a while, God apparently heard me, and the hand dropped down onto my bed and disappeared. I thought that was the end, but no. I saw my sister standing next to my table but I realised in horror, that it was JUST her head. She was grinning at me by the way. I totally freaked out. But I still could not move. I wanted to... soo much. But when I tried to turn my head, my neck muscle hurt. I could not scream out, I dunno why... I started to call out for my mum but it was so soft, I didnt hear it myself. I kept waiting for her to open the door, but it was closed tight. Then I heard laughter behind me, on the bed. I turned. I saw my grandmother... hideously deformed. She had blue lips, tiny sharp triangular teeth and smiling at me. Then somehow, I made it to the door and ran down the stairs to the living room. And that's when I realised, standing in the middle of the living room, that it was a dream. Or was it??
I couldn't tell the difference between the waking reality and my dream. Because I was in the exact position as in my dream you see... so... I dunno... When I think about it... it sends shivers down my spine. I'm REALLY NOT KIDDING. This kind of dream happened to me once before. When I was in my dream, I knew I was dreaming actually and I kept telling my self: wake up, wake up, MOVE, and I kept seeing double and I got dizzy. And in the end, when I managed to get out of the dream, I flunged myself out the door. I felt exhausted you know. LIke I finally managed to escape stg..
OH SIGH. I sound crappy. But it's true you know... whether you chose to believe me or not.
Anyway, PLEASE, PLEASE, dont abandon my blog!! Don't leave me alone out here! Boo hoo hoo. I'll try to come up with interesting entries. I promise!!
But can it wait another day...? I'm so exhausted. And FB Boards wont even lemme log in now... What's wrong??? The Vulture has now become too tired to grumble. *mimble wimble* is all the sound that I can make.
Ok... I shall tell of the scary nightmare I had today. I was sleeping during the day, in my own bedroom. The door was closed tight. In my dream, I dreamt I was sleeping in exactly the same position, facing the closed door. Somehow, I felt very uneasy... then I saw this hand floating above my head. It was soooo scary!!! And it was holding this blue book. I started reading my prayers continuously, though I found it soo hard to utter the holy words. My throat seemed stuck, like someone plastered glue in it. You might say that I should have found the courage to get out of the bloody room, but I couldn't move. Really. All I could do was say the prayers. After a while, God apparently heard me, and the hand dropped down onto my bed and disappeared. I thought that was the end, but no. I saw my sister standing next to my table but I realised in horror, that it was JUST her head. She was grinning at me by the way. I totally freaked out. But I still could not move. I wanted to... soo much. But when I tried to turn my head, my neck muscle hurt. I could not scream out, I dunno why... I started to call out for my mum but it was so soft, I didnt hear it myself. I kept waiting for her to open the door, but it was closed tight. Then I heard laughter behind me, on the bed. I turned. I saw my grandmother... hideously deformed. She had blue lips, tiny sharp triangular teeth and smiling at me. Then somehow, I made it to the door and ran down the stairs to the living room. And that's when I realised, standing in the middle of the living room, that it was a dream. Or was it??
I couldn't tell the difference between the waking reality and my dream. Because I was in the exact position as in my dream you see... so... I dunno... When I think about it... it sends shivers down my spine. I'm REALLY NOT KIDDING. This kind of dream happened to me once before. When I was in my dream, I knew I was dreaming actually and I kept telling my self: wake up, wake up, MOVE, and I kept seeing double and I got dizzy. And in the end, when I managed to get out of the dream, I flunged myself out the door. I felt exhausted you know. LIke I finally managed to escape stg..
OH SIGH. I sound crappy. But it's true you know... whether you chose to believe me or not.