#not moody

[somethingkvlt]

Despite the recent posts, I've still got my music, got good mates around me, and it's the last day of term tomorrow. I'm not ALWAYS a moody edgelord cunt

[pizazizil]

COFFEE IS A DRUG

I need love  coffee. and a movie to watch. and someone to criticize it with. maybe some jazz too.

[youngpeachie]

Oh I wish I wish you'd give me a kiss before I fucking cut you you punk ass bitch

[fluorescentjezz]

i get very emotional when i'm hungry

[haylionthemoose]

Social Hermaphrodite

Me: -walking to the locker room with my friend, talking about a guy- He said I was dating material. . . so I guess he likes me

Makenna: -raises an eyebrow- Guess? Honey, he DEFINITELY likes you!

Me: You think?

Makenna: Can't you tell? He turns around in class all the time and talks to you!

Me: -rolls eyes- Makenna, we're friends. It's not. . . he isn't. . . there's no way he's flirting with me! -unable to process a guy flirting with me-

Makenna: It's so much more. He flirts with you all the time

Me: Does he?

Makenna: You seriously didn't know?

Me: Um . . . . no. Not at all. I've always seen him as my bro. I mean, I'd totally date him, if he asked me. . . . but I never thought he would . . .

Makenna: Bros? Haley, you're a girl.

Me: Yes, but I'm one of those he-she girls. All my guy friends say I'm not a dude, but I'm not really a girl 'cause I don't get all hormonal and I'm not high maintenance

Makenna: I guess I can understand that

Me: I'm not one of the guys, but they don't see me as a girl, either.

Makenna: -walks in silence-

Me: Really, when you think about it, I'm like a social hermaphrodite.

Makenna: -busts up- Wh-what?

Me: What? It makes sense. I've got a little bit of both when it comes to my relationship with guys. It works!

Makenna: I don't know anyone else who would have made that connection -still laughing hard-

Me: -smiles and bows- You're welcome

[padfoot-ed-blog]

Open Para.

Maybe it was the dinner from last night, or maybe it was Moony thrashing around in his sleep, or maybe, just maybe it was Peter's snoring? The last of the options was the most unlikely, due to the simple fact that Peter snored every night, and his snoring couldn't and wouldn't, leave Sirius with a headache like this.

It had crept under his eyes when he woke up, and had now spread. Taking it's favorite spot around his left temple. It was bothersome, and no matter what Sirius had done, he knew he wouldn't be leaving him anytime soon. Even if he was amusing all these different ideas, the cause of this heada- no, migraine, was very clear. Sirius Black. He rather liked his first name, minus the puns and jokes other had made. At first, these jokes were funny, but now every time someone even whispers "Are you Sirius? I thought you were kidding!", it made Sirius want to simply push someone off of the Astronomy Tower. It was the later name that made Sirius' blood boil. Black. Sirius Black.  It made him sick to his stomach even thinking about it. He was related to these people, forever connected by blood with this horrible, horrible, horrible, family. He was officially off the family tree though, and this, for awhile, pleased the boy. It made him feel free of this curse they had put on him, and it made him feel even better when he was notified that Mrs. and Mr. Potter had invited him to stay with them. So, why was all he could think about write now, was his last name? A last name, is a last name. No matter what, he will be Sirius Black. Sure, his story runs wide, and he's known all over for his rebellion against his family name. but, not everyone knows that. Some people will still fear him, and think he's just another Black. Just another fucking Black. He felt his heart speed up just thinking about the whole thing, getting angrier by the second. His fists were balled, and he could feel himself shake a bit. He sat looking up at the ceiling. He hoped no one came to bother him, because merlin, would he not be able to handle himself.

So, he sat there, in the Gryffindor common room. His eyes searching for anything, anything, to distract himself. but, it didn't work that way, and Sirius Black was simply drowning in his own thoughts, and his pure rage.

[snmct]

Best

Whenever I used to come to Uni, when I was commuting from Irvine to Stirling, I'd come up to classes and barely speak to anyone then leave. This semester has been so incredibly different. I've met and made friends with so many awesome people and it's sad to think of how this year would have been without them. Some of the best times I've had this year have been with these lovely people, and I'm so incredibly grateful to have them in my life.

Last year(Second year of Uni) was a complete mindfuck, and I feel like I achieved very little. I might have met the greatest love I've had so far, but let's face it, that turned into nothing. I became so preoccupied by it that my attentions weren't where they should have been. 

The flat's an absolute state, and it's mostly my fault so I need to sort that. Mountain of laundry to do and almost all the dishes are done. Yet, it's weird to think that in a few months I'll be moving, not only to a different flat, but to a different city. I'm excited, but it's still going to be an entirely new experience. I'm going to be further away from home than ever, but in my head I just want to embrace everything and see how it goes. 

In other good news, it looks like I might be headed towards what I've always strived for; a meaningful relationship. Maybe. All the signs are good, so it looks like we're headed somewhere at least. I'm a pretty awkward person, so it's a rare occasion that someone makes me feel comfortable and he does. Another thing to just go with the flow about, and see where it goes. I can't wait till dinner tomorrow anyway.