|
OKAY, it's time for another blog! Let's recap my day, okay? Or, days.
First of all, went shopping in town with the grandmother on Friday. Which turned into a "oh while we're here let's INCIDENTALLY go into these job agencies,kay?!" So yeah, the first one was all "oh, we can't give you a job in admin work cuz you don't have experience in it, but you can work in a bar or something!". For serious, this first chick was a real bitch.
Then we went into this second one, and the chick we talked to in there was really nice. I have no idea what her name is, though, even though I saw and talked to her again today. She remembered my name, but never told me hers. But I digress. So I told her what kind of work I'm looking for, and she wandered off to this chick, Natalie, who is apparently in charge of the job type I'm looking for. Natalie informed Chick1 that she has a vacancy for a 6-month temporary job as a Data Entry/Admin worker at Norwich Union, and that recruitment would start on Monday (Today, incidentally), and the job starts on November 7th.
Okay, cool, so I was told to come in at 9:30 this morning.
SO, of course, being an insomniac and a paranoid schizophrenic and et cetera, I couldn't sleep last night. AT ALL. When I did doze, I kept having fagtarded dreams about mismatched boots. ...Don't even ask, but for some reason these dreams greatly disturbed me. SO, then I went to this agency this morning. It was supposed to be for an evaluation, and then an interview. Wow, kosher.
Well, didn't work out that way.
The evaluation went well (I got to write a sample bitchy customer service letter to tell some retard that we're not giving him half a grand for accidental damage to his CARPET), especially the data entry testing, which I totally fuckin' aced, by the way. The numerical on its own was about 130wpm with an accuracy of ONE HUNDRED PER CENT. Okay, even I'm tripping over that one. Usually my accuracy is anywhere between 92 and 98, and that's at around 100-140wpm. The alphanumeric was faste than that, but with a 92% accuracy rate. Okay, you guys seriously HARDCORE do not care how fast I type hahah.
Anyways, then I filled in all my forms and shit, and Chick1 was like "Well, Natalie's not in yet, so if you wanna go home, I'll have her phone when she gets in to arrange a time for you to pop in for 15 minutes this afternoon for the interview =)". K, cool. I got home around 11:30am, and waited for FOUR AND A HALF HOURS for Natalie to phone me. Finally, a little after 4pm, I called the place and asked for her, and was told that she hadn't even looked at my file yet. Blargh. Dude, if you weren't gonna call me, then don't TELL ME you're gonna call me! Then she read through the shit while I was on the phone and was all impressed-sounding, and now I have to go back at 10:30 tomorrow morning for the interview part.
Joy.
I hope I get the job though. It's like, £200 a week, doing work that I'm apparently an "expert" at. And the 6 month term will tide me over almost exactly until the time I go to Canada in May. I'll get back to the Canada stuff later, I first want to skip to this evening.
After dinner, my grandmother and I drove to Meadowhall (Keeping in mind that it's the first time she's driven there from our house ever, and the first time she's driven there at all in a good 6 years or so). I wanted some sweaters that were not chunky and crappy.. cuz I have a ton of tees and tanks and hoodies and crap like that, but no proper sweaters to just wear as a top, and I know I'll need them in winter.. I get cold easily. I'm always cold. I also needed a new winter coat, because I kind of ripped the fuck out of my old one at a Costa Coffee in Scotland last April. Uh, oops. Anyways, so my grandmother got me this realllly nice black wool coat for £70 for Christmas. I seriously love it. Sometimes, I am SUCH a fucking girl. But for real, <3.
Okay, and now back to the Canada deal. You have NO IDEA how much I am looking forward to going back there. My best friend and I have already planned a ton of stuff to do. It's going to be great, I just hope we can fit it all in. And Linds says she's going to drive down to Calgary to meet up with me and do some partying and shit, so we'll see how that goes. *shrug* I've never met the girl before but she's decided that we're gonna chill haha.
Aside from that, there's not much to report. I could talk about my FEELINGS and EMOTIONS, but you don't want to listen. And the person who does already knows all my secrets. Love you whorefacebitchassslutsister <3. I'll see you in a few months!
--Kiki Out--
OH also, I may not blog for a while cuz my computer is a whore on a whole new scale ;.;Current Mood:  excited Current Music: Ted Leo and the Pharmacists - Me and Mia |
|
Sometimes it amazes me how fagtarded I can be. I've coined the term "Kiki's Random Acts of Stupidity" so that we can cut the crap and just jump into stuff. If I mention this, you know what it is. The time I fell down the stairs twice in a 36 hour period? Yep, Random Act of Stupidity right there. There was another one early this morning.
I WAS sleeping. I woke up, and realized I was laying on my right arm. Now, a year ago, when I was in Manchester for Mardi Gras, I fell asleep on my arm and stayed that way all night, and succeeded in trapping a nerve and it hurt like all hell's fury for about 5 days. And it was so bad my hand was twitching. Not fun. Since then, I'm paranoid about limb-positioning while I sleep. So, upon realizing this, I leaned forward so I could move my arm, and wound up smashing my nose into my wall. I think I nearly broke it, because OH GOD it hurt. So badly. It didn't bleed, and nothing's bruised outside, but I think I bruised stuff internally because oh my fuck. For serious, it still hurts SO much, and it hurts more when I touch it. Of course, it's that whole accursed deal where because it hurts more when I touch it I must therefore touch it more.
Anyways, yesterday I went out with my aunt. I'm jumping around the timeline a bit, cuz I wanted to mention the nose thing first.. So yeah, we drove to Yorkshire Outlet in Doncaster and got some stuff for Halloween and a cute little present for my grandmother. Then we went to Pizza Hut for lunch and drove back to Sheffield and waited for Julie to get off work so we could go see Kinky Boots. It was a cooj movie, incidentally, but most of you have never even heard of it, so whatever. My mom was supposed to call yesterday and didn't, which I have mixed feelings about. She told me on Tuesday that she'd be phoning on Saturday this week, but then I wasn't home yesterday anyways so maybe it doesn't matter. But she didn't know I was going out, so.. eh whatever.
And then today, I decided that I will hopefully be going back to Canada for a few weeks in Summer '06. Probably July since I'm going to Spain in September. We shall see! Yay, I can't wait for Canada. I miss fucks terribly.
The computer has been more or less on the FRITZ-ey side of not working. Hopefully it's worked out and I'll have my posts and layouts and everything else up to date soon. Cuz fuck, it's irritating when this thing doesn't work...
KIKI OUTCurrent Mood:  In Pain Current Music: Johnny Cash - Hurt |
|
Okay. Maybe I'm unhealthily obsessed with a lot of things. But you know what? I'm okay with that. Some people might not agree with my obsessions, but I really honestly couldn't care any less about that than I could about some blonde bimbo bitching about getting gum on the bottom of a $400 Prada heel.
That is to say, a whole hell of "not a lot".
I'm not even sure what I'm going on about. So I'll try to stop rambling :D
The point is that I am obsessed. And today, I am very much feeling those obsessions.
I'm dyyyyying to watch the entire series of Buffy The Vampire Slayer. I want them all on DVD, but that's fuckin' expensive. I'd love if someone got me the first season or two on DVD at least, since the earlier ones are my favourite episodes. LOVE. I also want Angel, so I can watch them all, since I only got to watch a few scattered episodes since it started.
I'm also dying to watch Queen of the Damned for some reason. It's probably because I keep listening to Disturbed - Down With The Sickness, and it's a song I heard first when I saw the movie. So I guess the connection makes sense.
I desperately want to go shopping at Hot Topic. But I can't, because they don't have stores in England. I could buy stuff online, but Kiki does not have established credit (or even an unused Credit Card), and I can't use my debit card on the internet. For serious, how useless is that? Very. Yes, that's right, Very.
I want to go out and buy all of Placebo's CDs, which I will probably do one of these days when I have money that doesn't need to be saved to buy shit for Christmas.
I neeeed to go buy the 20 or so Dean Koontz books I don't own yet. See also: Stephen King, Chuck Palahniuk. God, I love Chuck Palahniuk. Mental note to read Fight Club again tonight.
Etc etc etc.
Another obsession: I like money. Okay maybe I'm not obsessed with money, but I sure like it a lot. Like, a lot. I need a job, but I can't find one, because this country sucks. Or something.
However, I talked to my mom back in Cowtown, and she said that Ralph Klein has said that everyone in Alberta is getting a $400 cheque because of the gas/oil prices being crazy. The best part of this is that as far as Alberta knows, I still live there. I've never had to file for immigration or anything, since I have dual citizenship. I am registered as living here, but there's nothing in Canada that actually says I've left and moved overseas.
So I will probably be getting money, which my mom will send to me.
Can we say "w00t free monies!"? All together now!
Aside from that, I've got quite a few stresses going on.
A: The stepdad
B: My grandfather's health
C: The stepdad
D: The job situation
E: Online dramas
F: et cetera.
Just, let's leave it at there's quite a lot.
I totally want to go draw right now. But I don't feel like going into my room and drawing, and there's no room at the computer desk for it, so no. I'll draw later. Or try. Sometimes the sporaticness of my talents amazes me. Grah.
The end
--Kiki Out--Current Mood: stressed Current Music: Disturbed - Down With The Sickness |
|
I hit the ground.
You win. The end.Current Mood:  depressed |
|
Okay, dudes and dudettes, it is fucking COLD. My hands and fingers are freezing so it feels really weird to type, like I have slugs suck to the end of my wrists. Blargh.
Anyways, if you are a proud member of HellBent: A High School Story, you will be happy to know that we've started the Halloween festivities. And this means *omgomg* the first tidbit of the boardplot! Whatever you may have heard to this point is now a lie; since Davey has disappeared to fuckknowswhere, I've taken it upon myself to revise the plot a bit so that administration doesn't have to NPC an entire in-character night's worth of crap.
But trust me yo, it will be awesome.
As well, if you're on Eternal, we'll be starting the Halloween Masque there shortly too. We've already discussed what will be happening, who will be in charge of what, and let me tell you, Administration is gonna have some wild times on our hands o.0 But it'll be worth it. If you were on the old Eternal board (Skya's initial incarnation of the game), and you know what happened there, then you have a good idea of how things will run this time around. HOWEVER, we've changed and added some things, and put a post in The Pensieve so that people can keep track of things (it got way out of hand last time, haha).
But on to personal news.
I feel kinda sick. I woke up with a sore throat and my stomach aches and I feel like Blughrarhr. I'm supposed to be going to Fuel tonight, but we'll see how I'm feeling. Sunday I'm seeing Land of the Dead, and I can't wait. It opens here today actually, but we decided not to go on Opening Day cuz it'll be packed.
My Idiot's Guide to Character Creation is underway again.. I stopped working on it for a while, but now I've restructured it and am back to work. Hopefully it won't be too much longer, especially since I got Maya to send me the guide I gave her a couple months ago that she's been using to write - quite successful, if I may say so - character profiles since. I'll be adding a lot onto it of course, and whatnot, but it helps to have the original info I was giving people there as a guide. Hah, a guide-to-a-guide.
Anyways.
I still have to do a Leila post, a Meryl post with Cy-Cy, and Kallie, Alix, Dom, and Meryl at the Halloween thing on HellBent. Loverly. >.< Hopefully I'll get some of these done today so people won't have to wait. I at the very least want to do Meryl-Cy, Leila, and Kallista today. I need to talk to Linds so I can make her help me out with Dom's costume. What fun.
Anyways, I guess that's all for now. I should be redesigning my website and things too, but for now posting is taking precidence over that. Hah, for now.. it has been since January.
~Kiki Out~Current Mood:  busy |
| » Dude |
|---|
"Double-You-Tea-Eff, mate?"
That is all.
Love,
Kiki
Sep. 19th, 2005 @ 12:07 am
|
| » Look What Kiki Did |
|---|
You know, I say that a lot. "Look what Kiki did." In this case, you can't actually look, because it isn't something visual or artistic that I've done. No Hokie's Iconature Shoppe. No fantabulously rewritten profiles yet. No redesigned forums yet.
No, instead today I bought The Sims 2: Nightlife EP. And I totally haven't played it yet. And also I finally found a copy of Fight Club so I don't have to kill myself and half of humanity with me.
Well, we went downtown and popped in for the game, and then my grandmother wandered with me around the corner from the book store I usually go to, and into another one. Now, this one I didn't even realize was there, and they have quite a few Chuck Palahniuk books, and I almost died when I saw Fight Club and snatched it up. For serious, I've been looking for this book for months. I actually found it last week when I went to HMV, but that was WITH the Fight Club DVD, which I already have, and the Special Edition too, so I don't NEED another copy Goddamnit.
But anyways, yay I have the book, and yay it's amazing so far. And the shop has quite a selection of Dean Koontz and Stephen King books I don't have yet, so hoorah.
So we decided on the way home that we'd stop at this Chinese buffet place for lunch. Okay, cool. Got home, installed the game, started reading the book etc. Then I loaded the game but on default it disables custom content. SO I clicked to enable but it said I'd have to restart the game for it to work, but I wanted to set some stuff up before I did. So I started playing around, bought some cars for one of my richsnob Sim families, and then decided to restart the game. THEN I remembered that I told Ren I'd talk to her on AIM at about 2 and by this point it was nearly 3, so I went online instead of reloading the game right away. And incidentally I got caught up downloading some new accessories, clothing, and makeup for my sim ladies while I was at it, so my Downloads Folder has gotta be tipping the 2,000 mark pretty soon, if it hasn't already.
ANYways, I did a quick post for the DADA class on Eternal since I kept forgetting to do that, and Liv if you read this by any chance, I'll write a post later for Jamie-Leila.
Now I have an earache, and I want to go play the game. ANNNND now because I said that the phone is ringing so I must go answer it.
In other news, I am still depressed, and yes, I still want all of you fucks to die.
--Kiki Out--
(Someone give me a credit card)
Sep. 16th, 2005 @ 04:44 pm
|
| » Once Upon A Time |
|---|
...There was an overemotional bitchgirl named Kiki.
Kiki was one of those strange people that other people either loved and adored, or hated. There really was never any inbetween, which could be a good or a bad thing. When people had to choose sides, there was far less indecisiveness. The problem was, LOTS of people hated Kiki.
But that was okay, because Kiki hated them back, and more.
So I guess it really wasn't a problem.
One day, Kiki met a girl named Aly, and together they had many beautiful Jewish-Nazi babies. The babies were gorgeousssss, let me tell you, but damn were they screwed up. We're talkin, babies who wanted to massacre slash genocide themselves.
But don't worry, we'll get them into a shrink's office later.
So this Kiki girl, she was far too overemotional. She cried over the smallest things. This emotional sensitivity clashed greatly with her sense of cynicism and devil-may-care attitude (he may, but I sure don't, that bitch). In the end, lots of people thought it was cute and endearing. But this Kiki, she thought it was a burden.
So one day she went to a witchdoctor, who started singing some "oo ee ooh ah-ah, ting tang, walla walla" etc crap, and Kiki cried because.. well because she cries a lot. And then she killed the witchdoctor because he pissed her off, and she was indeed a rather violent and homocidal person. And to be blunt, lots of people pissed her off.
In the end, she decided of her own accord that it was okay to cry, that she'd rather be overemotional and retarded than just plain numb and stupid. And also dumb. She decided that if the shit hit the fan, she would duck and cover and let the maid do her job.
The moral of the story is: Sometimes we act on emotion and impulse and let small things get to us. Such was the case yesterday. I'm still kind of pissed off, but mostly I just want to find time to fix the stuff that I need to rewrite and stuff, and continue to be biased but diplomatic.
The second moral of the story is: IF THE SHIT HITS THE FAN, DUCK AND COVER AND LET THE MAID DO HER JOB, GODDAMNIT.
Sep. 15th, 2005 @ 08:50 pm
|
| » Well, now don't I feel retarded? |
|---|
*note* Usernames will be modified, so people don't get pissed at me. Except where friends are concerned.
*note2* My emotions are all over the fucking place today, so if I seem like a whiny brat, kiss my ass. I am.
Okay so. Apparently I'm retarded and people hate me and don't have the guts to tell me when they have a problem with me.
I mean, it's not the fact of finding out "surprise, they hate you bitch, now go cry in your corner", but it's more along the lines of the fact that most of it was preventable if I wasn't a retard. I mean, I knew people hated me. People always hate me. I'm an easy to hate person, Goddamnit. Ask the leader of the Eyeball Minions, they will tell you!
So, Hogwarts Eternal. Yeah. I knew that CM hated me, which is fine, because I don't particularly like her either. It's just the fact that she's all twofaced about it. Of course, I realize the profile is ass, and I realize the history is practically not there, and I know I've been saying I'm going to rewrite stuff for ages now, but there's no time. Maybe I should just admit defeat and say that I don't have time for RPing in general. At least not to the quality that the boards I'm on and me as a person demand of myself.
We'll see.
But evidently people notice my retardedness and DO NOT ASK ME about why this says this or what that means. If people asked or let me know that stuff was out of whack, I could change it, right? I mean, of course I should really have read that shit myself, but there are three things to be said:
I don't think about these things. I must have read it over in the beginning but things didn't register that I was really that stupid.
I didn't have time to go back and check things over. I knew some stuff needed changing but I just never got around to taking care of it. And of course, usually it takes a foreign pair of eyes to see what you may miss. NO that is not a cop-out, I'm just saying that crit from outside sources helps.
I forgot what 3 was.
Maybe too many years of not being asked to make modifications has also made me lazy. Maybe too many years of being the owner of boards and not having anyone else to crit my work has made me lazy. Maybe I was ALWAYS lazy and people just didn't care because they were lazy too.
Whatever.
I'd recently gotten back my motivation to RP, but at this point my inspiration has fled while I sit here and feel like absolute balls because of the fact that I can not write. Or maybe I can write, I just cannot form cohesive and sensical connections between this and that.
I'll have to go work on Leilaface. But maybe the damage has already been done and people will continue to be biased anyways. Maybe I'm a hypocrite for demanding such high standards from everyone else when apparently my own was sub-terranian. Maybe the sheer embarassment will get to me and make me hate me and my writing... Yeah okay not that one. I already hate my writing most of the time and I do it anyways, so at least there's a plus, right?
But when everything is added together, do I really have what it takes to admin anywhere?
Maybe it's time to bow out gracefully and leave things to people who know what they're doing and who aren't retarded.
--Kiki Out--
PS: I was going to write about my experiences at the dentist and shit today, but now.. whatever.
Sep. 14th, 2005 @ 05:02 pm
|
| » Like, holy balls, dude |
|---|
April? I didn't realize it had been THAT long since I've written in this mofo. Hotdamn, now I'm not sure what to say. I think instead of backtracking and making you hate me with the stupid way that I'm recapping shit that happened months ago, I'll just dive right in to important news.
I totally spent most of my money on a camera. It is lovely, and ONE DAY I will take an entire assload (and we'll say it's an elephant's ass, so you can imagine how much you can fit in there!) of photographs that I will ONE DAY show to you.
Pertaining to Item One, I will make a new icon for me, because I need to, and because I took cooj new pics.
Hogwarts Eternal is still activey. I'm going to bitchslap all of the fucks who randomly left us all hanging. If any of you guys read this, realize that IF you do not respond to the current Roll Call that Renren has lovingly started for us, you WILL be deleted from the board accordingly. You can ten days left.
HellBent... well, it's trying to go to hell. Its cancerous yickiness has taken over. The strange part is that it still has a lot of loyal members, just nobody has any initiative to post yet. Blah. Eventually I'll start the Halloween Party/Dance thread, so people can have some fun with that and move on afterward. Still no word from Davey though, so we're gonna have to NPC our lovely paedophilic headmaster and the death of the student Leila Daniels (No, not akin to Leila Chambers if you know her. She's a character of my lovey Kel's).
Phil (Yeah you totally don't know him) messaged me a few weeks ago saying that he wants to reopen MHL, and is hoping for an October release date of the new version. Oh, MHL stands for Monster Hunters' Lodge, by the way, a fantasy RPG, duh. Anyways, I'm going to have to e-mail him and see what he's doing, because he hasn't done any work for it as far as I know, and I haven't had a chance to discuss it with him, so if we don't get our asses in gear, there will be no MHL until Christmas.
Dentist tomorrow. I need two tiny fillings. Blah
Finally got a bookcase! Well, reserved one, we're picking it up tomorrow afternoon after dentistness. There's no room left for books in my cupboard, so this could not have happened at a more loverly time.
ONE DAY I will get up the Hokie's Iconature Shoppe website again. I had one kind of, but I switched servers before it was finished, and I just never finished building From Concentrate yet. So eventually those will both come, and with a cool new bloody rose layout, too, which is already finished, I just need to code it and make the pages for them.
Neopets. Okay, you might think it's sad, but fuck you. Tomorrow is my Neopets 5 year anniversary. Yes, as of Wednesday, September 14, 2005, my Neopets account will be FIVE YEARS old. Although, I totally didn't play there for the entire duration, and I only used that username for maybe six months until I switched to a series of new ones. After two frozen accounts (one got hacked so I reported it to Neopets, and the second one I was swearing on the NeoBoards, go me) I reverted to my first one last August. My username is _marla_ if you want to drop me a neomessage, but don't attempt a NF unless you've spoken to me or I'll eat your soul. Or, just reject you.
Which reminds me, I still need to do the Neopets resource page that I want to make, and do the layout and content for the guild I made with Kelly. AND the two guild layouts that people requested from me but I totally haven't even started yet. I swear to Satan one of these days I'm going be struck down to Hell for being such a procrastinator.
Blah, again I say fuck you. I'll get the work done eventually, but now you can see it.
OH ALSO, I don't know how the hell to custom format LJs, so mine looks like shit. Anyone want to redesign it for me? I have a free account though so I dunno if I can... that's why I haven't so far. I've not figured out where the hell I go to put in stylesheets... ^.^
KIKI OUT, BIZNATCHES
--Love me or leave me, but in the end I'll kill you all <3
Sep. 13th, 2005 @ 02:49 pm
|
| » To Be Second Best |
|---|
Feeling: Abandoned/Freezing My Ass Off
Well, my aunts came over last night and then we, along with my grandmother, went out for a Chinese Buffet (Which costed like 8.50 (pounds sterling) each plus drinks, which I thought was crazy and my aunt said was actually a good price.) As we were leaving my aunt told me that she had talked to my mom, and plans were still on for my grandmother's birthday surprise - namely, my mom coming out for three weeks in June.
Which means she has effectively chosen her asshole abusive husband over her children.
Which means I am uber pissed off right now, still feeling abandoned, and I don't know if I have any respect left for the woman.
He's basically sleeping in the basement (which incidentally was/is my room and if he touches ANYTHING of mine I'm going to fucking hurt somebody, thank God I thought to bring my diaries with me when I came back over here), and Mom says she wants to "See how things go."
He's been exactly the same for sixteen years. I'm pretty effing sure that if he hasn't changed in that time, then he won't change at all. He has, in fact, gotten worse over time. After all, wasn't it just two years ago now that he hit the fuck out of my brother?
Who, incidentally, was only eleven years old at the time.
My brother and sister both told my mom they want he to leave him, and they all want to move over here to England. And yet, she still decided that he's more important than her kids. I tell you, if I was still in Calgary right now, I would be moving the fuck out.
I can't even begin to explain all of the emotions I'm feeling right now.
But I think the biggest one is that of abandonment.
She said last year that she doesn't know if she still loves him.
And if she evidently loves him more than she does me and my siblings...
Well, how much love does that leave US with...?
--Kiki Out--
Apr. 9th, 2005 @ 12:17 pm
|
| » The New Music |
|---|
So I spent a lot of yesterday searching for music and info on Studded For Pleasure - a local and very popular and in-demand band in Calgary. The lead singer is like, a friend of a friend of mine, so I'll have to ask Graham what's going on with them. Anyways, both of their effing homepages are no longer in existence (If you guys read this, you might want to think about paying attention to upkeep, because I think by this point your fans are bleeding from their ears).
Okay well, I guess I'm gonna call it a day on this whole S4P search deal, cuz I'm not having any luck. All I've managed to find definitely was that as of January they were still listed on Alchemy Recording Studios In-Progress Recording section. Hopefully they'll come out with the disk soon so I can grab up a copy and stop stressing over finding shit on the internet.
On a lighter note, Kel has introduced me to the joys of skacore that is Farse, and their music is easy to find... Some of their tracks are available on the band's website Farse.co.uk - Although I'll warn you that the band broke up a year ago. SO, I will be sated with that for now, and have in fact found myself addicted to their music, although soon I'm going to have to take a trip to Virgin and see if they have any copies of the albums. I'm hoping, but I'm not holding my breath.
And on THAT lighter note, Linds wants me to check out some punk in the form of The Casualties' stuff.. And admittedly, their singer is pretty hot. Anyways, I'll have to see what I can do there, otherwise she might send me some stuff. We'll see. The Casualties Homepage.
Oh, and I've been experiencing some crazyass J-Rock that Sia sent me last night. I swear to God this one song doesn't have any words in any language, it's just a bunch of nonsense. I love it. Finally heard Dir En Grey after ogling their prettiness for so long, and I wasn't disappointed.
Ah right, and the first three tracks of Eddie's "Eddie Enigma's Evil Maze" CD which he sent me last night, which I have to admit is quite catchy so far, and I'll have to get him to send me some more. Eddie Enigma's Homepage.
So I guess that's all for the new music. Dunno what's going on back home, really.. Well I know some stuff but I don't want to go into it. So, I'll see on Friday.
Much love folks. Kel, I know you're not going to read this, but have an awesome time at Alton Towers, you will be missed, you 1337 Bitchwhore.
--Kiki Out--
PS: I love you all, bitches. Now start reading this shit and leaving me comments, already!
Apr. 5th, 2005 @ 06:24 pm
|
| » ..... |
|---|
Okay, well, right now I am bored beyond all belief, although I know there are a few things I should be doing. I promised to do some layouts and coding for a few people. I should finish one profile and actually get my ass in gear for the second one that I have to do. Oh, not to mention type out what I've got in that notebook for a third profile, as well as updating another website and my homepage. The writing index page is still "under construction", there's only one thing under the Art category page, the links need to be updated badly, and there isn't a single photograph on there yet.
But, I'm lazy, and I'm procrastinating, and in the end it can all wait. It really isn't like anybody is sitting at their computer with their twenty-seventh cup of uber-strong cap... cappa... cappu.. Coffee, drooling all over their computer going "holy effing jesus lolomg where are the updates the UPDATES?!". Actually, on that note, I doubt anybody reads these anyways. I have yet to obtain a single comment on any of my livejournal entries, so I don't know why I bother. Maybe to amuse the fellow bored out there with my mundane and uninteresting yet somehow amusing ramblings of a life that I wish I had. Or, well, I suppose online existence is more of an artificial intelligence than an actual life.
Ah, waxing philosophical, I should stop that because philosophy requires effort, and if I'm going to be putting forth effort it had better damn well be toward the ever-lengthening to-do list that I should be working on but just can't get the motivation to do so. Ever.
So, right now, I am sitting here, typing this, listening to my Busted CD for about the second consecutive time today (so far, not to mention the hours that I had it on repeat last night), and.. actually, to be honest, that's all I'm doing. Thinking, typing, and listening, occasionally humming or singing along quietly to the CD. It's kinda sad I suppose, but I do this... I go through phases where I'm very much into one CD - or I'm just plain lazy and don't feel like changing CDs every half hour - and listen to it on repeat until my senses are so dulled by and used to the music that I no longer realize that it's still playing, at which point I'll dig out another CD from my miniscule collection (only 22 disks large at the moment), and do the same with that. I suppose it's a vicious circle and I'll inevitably wind up getting sick of each and every CD and artist, leaving me with nothing to listen to that doesn't grate on my nerves, going out to splurge all the money I have on a new CD collection before I do the same thing and can no longer enjoy music. And anyways, if I get sick of what I have there isn't much else out there at the moment that interests me, so I'll be screwed once Phase One of the RuinMusicForever scheme is complete.
Hmm, I suppose this is a good place to leave off before I start ranting about musical tastes and how many goddamned wannabes there are in the world these days. And my keyboard has been angled strangely for the duration of typing this and I haven't moved it back out of sheer laziness, so the inevitable cramp in my forearm has now developed. And now I shall go screw around with photoshop for a while and see if I can come up with any decent layouts for the leeches that are constantly hounding me for custom material.
--Kiki Out--
Mar. 26th, 2005 @ 01:34 pm
|
| » ...? |
|---|
Well, this is a big mishmash of nothing in particular. I've finally got my own domain, so my new homepage isssss *drumroll*
http://fromconcentrate.net
Yes, it's a strange name, and it means nothing in particular, so enjoy.
Well, it's been a while since I last wrote... Since then, we've moved to Sheffield, and got parts of the house decorated. There's still a lot of painting to do, and the guest room still needs wallpapering, and the living room ceiling needs to be papered/retiled or something, but my room is finished.
Right now I'm in Canada again, and have been for about five and a half weeks, and my grandparents and aunt have been doing my room while I'm away, so I don't know what it looks like yet. My aunt keeps saying it looks awesome and she wants to have it for her room (she figures the guest room was hers and now she wants to trade cuz I have awesome taste). Yeah, I picked out all the stuff, and they've finished putting it together while I'm here. My aunt says all that needs to be done now is the bookshelves she's painting for me, but it's been snowy so she can't paint at the moment. But, I can't WAIT to see how things look, I will probably pass out or cry cuz I'm lame.
So, I go back in two and a half weeks, and this weekend I'm going shopping for some Canadian-style tees, some new bras, and hopefully a nice pair of leather boots. I want some awesome boots but I only have two hundred dollars to spend on everything, so I have to pray boots and bras are on sale. La Senza usually has some sale or other going on, though, so maybe I'll be able to get some bras for cheap. Yes, I HAVE to buy them here, because bras in England are bullshit and the most uncomfortable things I have ever worn in my LIFE.
Back on topic. I've rediscovered my love for Green Day, and they've managed to edge their way up my top 5 back to the number one spot. I don't want people thinking I've just jumped on the bandwagon since American Idiot came out, because this simply isn't the case. I grew up listening to them, and some of their music will forever be in my top list of Favourite Songs of All Time, but their new stuff is simply amazing. And after a four year hiatus, it's about damn time they came out with a new album. And can I just say, is Billie Joe Armstrong not one of the sexiest men alive? Like, I thought he was uber-hot when they came out with Good Riddance but holy hell, that guy ages amazingly. And he totally doesn't look 33, although even if he did he would totally orgasmic anyways.
Okay, enough of that outta me, lol.
--Kiki Out--
Mar. 3rd, 2005 @ 11:43 pm
|
| » Who's Beautiful, Dah-link? |
|---|
I dunno, the title is random, kind of. Lately I got back into the world of MUD-ing, which if you don't know is a completely text-based style of RPG gaming, the very first type of online gaming at its FINEST. If you know what a MUD is, go to tcden.com port 9998. It's the only MUD that's managed to catch and keep my attention for more than a day.
Other than that, things are good for me right now. I'm now at Granny's house in the middle of nowhere, yet again, and last night it was Bonfire Night. Or, Guy Fawkes Night if you prefer. The dog barked all night at fireworks. Some people are still setting some off tonight, but they're very sparse.
What else? Oh, I've been doing a lot of layouts and coding and stuff, particularly on Neopets. Yeah, you might think it's lame, but I'm into it right now, and you suck chicken testicles anyways.
But back to MUDing. My friend Jordan sent me a bunch of guides on how to build in a MUD, and I'm slowly taking in all that information. The coding process seemed uber-hard at first, but the in-depth explanations of everything are way helpful. I'm just impatient, and it's bugging me that I haven't mastered it yet. It also doesn't help that I don't have a medium to practice on, so I don't know if I'm really learning and understanding it all, or just think I do because it looks familiar and easy enough when I read it.
I guess I'll find out if and when I ever actually try to build something hmm?
That's all for now, I guess. For more info about MUDing, leave a comment or e-mail me. miss.hokie@gmail.com.
--Kiki Out--
Nov. 6th, 2004 @ 07:12 pm
|
| » Waning Creative |
|---|
Okay, I'm not sure if anyone out there knows this about me, but I'm big into the world of Online RP-ing. Which is to say, Roleplaying, and if you don't know what this is, then may Lucifer have mercy on your eternally damned soul.
Anyways, other than that, I write. Nothing major, although one day I do hope to get published. But lately I've been in... well, Caitlin put it the best way "a creative slump". Not only have I not been able to write anything halfway worth two shits in a bowl of mucous, but I just don't have the ambition to do it either. Although maybe that's why I can't write, because on some level I just don't want to do it, but I'm making myself anyways.
I still take tremendous joy and excitement in writing, but... It's just not the same when you reach that point where you just "can't be arsed" to do it. I just have zero ambition. Right this very minute, I'm writing this, when I actually should be either working on my various forums, rewriting one character profile, writing an entire other one, and finishing a third. But I just... "can't be arsed".
Writer's block and lack of will are truly horrible when your main hobby and interest involved writing.
Damnit!
-Kiki Out-
Oct. 16th, 2004 @ 02:05 pm
|
| » "Nobody does obsessive fangirling like we girls" |
|---|
And it's true. Guys just don't have the scope of obsession as we chicks do. My latest obsession is The Rasmus, more specifically the lead singer Lauri Ylonen. Seriously people, this guy is the uber-sexy, or at least to me. And he has the coolest hair ever. And he has an awesome voice and songwriting skills on top of it. George figures that if he wasn't in the band I wouldn't look twice, but his LOOK. I swear if I saw him on the street and had no idea who he was, I would turn into a stalker. As things stand, I'm not THAT crazed, although I do love the eye-candy and ear-orgasms he can provide.
^.^ Anyways, that's not ALL I do. Sit around at this computer looking for images of super-sexy Lauri and listening to their latest CD. Psh, you people thought I had NO life, hey?
Well, for those not in the know, I've recently relocated to England [Well.. On July 1, 2004]. I'll be going home to Canada sometime in January for a couple of months to get some stuff and chill with my family and friends - okay, mostly my friends. And then I'm back here permanently, hopefully to go to university in Sheffield next autumn. Of course, whether I'll stay after I graduate I honestly don't know yet.
Whatever, that's old news. Today, I was woken up at TEN-FRIGGIN-THIRTY in the morning. It's inhuman on a regular day, not to mention that I spent until Four AM writing. Whatever, so then I got dragged to Gainsborough for my granny's physiotherapy, and we went for a browse after. Not a total waste of the day, spent ten quid on a trilogy book - not even LotR - but it was about vampires so I figure it'll be worth it [obsession alert].
So, after we browsed through a whole two shops [the book store that was teeny-tiny and made me miss Chapters, and then some department clothing store that sold cheap stuff and I got two pairs of warm comfy cotton jammies for winter], my grandparents decided we'd stop off at a pub on the way back to their village, for lunch. Of course, being the idiot I am, I decided to switch out my usual pub-lunch meal for some lasagna [but, with some mashed potatoes and gravy on the side, everyone thought I was crazy]. But it's a good thing I got the God-damned potatoes, because the lasagna was horrible.
Seriously, there was hardly any actual meat in it, it was basically a bowl of tomato paste, with some nasty-ass green something instead of lasagna noodles. Now, whether the green crap was green pasta or sliced pepper or something [I'm thinking more toward the latter] I don't know for sure. But that's not the worst part. The worst part was the friggin excuse for CHEESE. First of all, it was the texture of milk that has been slightly thickened on a stove-top, and that put me off immediately. But the lasagna was SLATHERED in it. Actually, it was kind of like... you know that crap you get with the "cheesy lasagna" Hamburger Helper stuff in North America? It was like THAT! So of course I didn't eat it. I ate the potatoes, and then we ordered dessert.
They even ruined the cheesecake! There was no NORMAL cheesecake; either blackcurrant or lemon&ginger, so I took the latter cuz I can't stand blackcurrant crap. When it came, it was covered in this nasty lemon-jelly-wannabe-grossness, and there were big chunks of lemon zest in it. Not proper ones, but actual chunks. It was so bad. God was I glad to get home and munch on some good old un-messed-around-with cheese and crackers.
So, that was my morning. We got back home between Two and Two Thirty, and it's been boring since. I mean, in a village that consists entirely of 25 houses, two roads, two oldschool churches that aren't even USED anymore except as cemetery places, and a post office, there isn't much to do. So I sat at this very computer for most of the day, looking for some pictures of Lauri and listening to Dead Letters over and over again, among other randomness.
I'm tired now, though, it's 2am now, and I feel more dead than I did to begin with today. I'm out. Later.
-Kiki Out-
Oct. 16th, 2004 @ 02:05 am
|
| » Woah |
|---|
Holy Hot Damn, I totally like, forgot I had one of these. So yeah, I'm gonna use it now. Then you'll all know how Goddamned boring my life is. There's nothing to report today. I just feel so dead and bored and tired, and it's not even tenpm yet.
Oct. 12th, 2004 @ 09:46 pm
|
| » *YAWN* |
|---|
Dude, I just realised I haven't written in here in.. ever. Anyways, More will come eventually, when I have more time. Interesting English Class today though... discussing Little Red Riding Hood and the not-so-hidden meanings and the quite gory original version.. Crazy stuff! Only at Pearson, I tell ya!
~~*Kiki
Sep. 4th, 2003 @ 04:35 pm
|
| » Happy Birthday |
|---|
First off: Happy Birthday to Lindz and Haley! [even though Lindsey's birthday was yesterday!] I miss you both sooo much!
Other than that, what's new? Spring has finally Sprung!!! It's amazing how nice it is around here now.. not like Calgary at all. Well.. yea ok, it can be anyways, but some of us were starting to think Spring forgot about our litte city this year.
Less than a month left of classes, three weeks tomorrow actually, and in three weeks on Sunday, Brendan's coming! It's soo close now, where the hell did the time go!? It still seems far though, at the same time.. Then in a month or so ma aunts are coming. Damn I miss everyone soo much!
I'm prolly going to put up a writing sample again, but this time it will be the beginning of Kenton Ridge, the novel my best friend and I are writing. And don't worry, it's not one of those dead-end things that people start and then never finish. We're on the third chapter.. and going 37 pages strong [measuring by MS Word]. The sample will be here, and please comment! The rest of it, as well as various information on the story, the authors, and the characters, as well as the town of Kenton Ridge [fictional town] can be found at http://www.geocities.com/kenton_ridge/
Well, that's all for now.. be patient while I get the past-tense sample ready.. or go ahead and start reading the present-tense version that's on the site..
~~*Kiki
May. 22nd, 2003 @ 06:28 pm
|
|
![[info]](http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif){kind=small}
krystaltearz's journal