theres a fire when you touch me

Hello everyone, I notice that things are still pretty quiet here and so I was going to delete the community as their doesn't seem to be much interest in fanfiction for the fandom, but instead I'm passing it off to courtaline who will be taking over all maintainer duties and responsibilites so any questions, or comments please direct to her.

Peri

I am so excited.  I have like a whole sleepless nights worth of work to do but I just rembered that the awesome new show Raising The Bar (starring Mark Paul Gosslear...anyone remember Saved by the Bell....don't worry, apparently I'm the only one who does) is on tonight which--and this is so sad--kind of just made my day.  I love law shows.  But this one is, in my opinion, the best one out now.

Crim, I love you from introducing me to that show.

And wow, I've been posting all over the place today....but I'm jittery and feeling so sick.  I need a vacation.  But I shouldn't be objecting...Tuesday night I'm off to the casino...playing hooky on wedensday.

I am so glad.  I needed to get out anyways, me thinks.

Its amazing the degree to which I've realized I can pretend I've got my life completely together.  I don't know why it is, but when everything is falling apart is when I decide to change everything.  I signed up to take the nursing school entrance exam, which is almost funny because when i first started college that was my major--nursing.  if i do it, i won't stay here, i'll go back to the old school.  My advisor the bitch that she is, and maybe being honest too, has informed me that it doens't matter what I score, according to her that the required mental heath assessment would disqualify me from the program.  wtf?!  community college is such an effing joke.  im really looking forward to not being here anymore.

and why exactly should that disqualify me?  i get damn good grades, i pull my weight and i do the job.  but because i (have) cut that should mean that i dont get into the program?  i think thats a bit fucked.

but whatever, i think that im going to do the pre-req's anyways, just to prove i can do it.  when i started nursing school the first time around, i was in a really bad place (actively cutting and in a bad realationship) and so i was just throwing myself under the bus.  im so bored with people either attacking me for my past, or treating me with kid gloves.  is honesty so hard?

damn it, and now im so busy bitching, I'm late.  story of my life.

oh.  my.  god.

i swear...i hate going to the open computer labs at school but...whatever, i'm kind of stuck without another option until I get my new laptop.

At the one I just went to...I swear.  the guy is such a perv.  I was reading my emails and he steps up behind me to start talking again, and he creeps me out.  he keeps insinuating that i like him and want to go out with him...

::shudders::

i don't know, he's kind of freaking me out so im going to have to find somewhere else to research.

but he kept on with it, and so i flat out lied.  i finally said that i'd like for him to please leave me alone because i have a boyfriend (not anymore), and then so he was like who.  so i flat out went and blurted out about my ex matt...and i still can't get rid of him,

god, he just rubs me the wrong way.  i think im heading home early lol.

peace.

i am so sick...again.  which makes me cranky.

and this is so ridiculous.  i was talking to this girl in my *huge* drama class at school and turns out she's all into army wives too, and she was telling me that yeah, she's from right around where they film, and she was shopping and she ran into drew fuller, and at first i had an omfg moment...and was so jealous until she told me how yeah, right where they film in so and so south carolina...

ummm its filmed in N.C. 

and apparently, she had lunch witch drew, and she went through this whole thing...i can't get over how much she was lying, she should have at least fact checked where they film the show :D

but what the hell am i saying?  like *i'm* ever going to meet him?  who'm i to judge?

ahh whatever...new episode tonight so im psyched.

xx

i need to get satelite too because of some retarded thing, i've lost two out for the *three* channels i watch...which is so ridiculous.

also missed an A on my abnormal psych exam by one point so color me pissed off.  funny though, i was soo worried i flunked.

and i had an intriguing encounter.

my partner in my drama class asked me out, Tori.

she's a girl, so it was a little ackward.  my friedn Ryan has been making fun of me like crazy because of it...but whatever.  my first girl encounter...

but damn...life is boring lately...i kind of miss partying.  but i've got my act together (basically) so i dont think im crazy enough to get back into that, no matter how convinving ryan is.

he's a good friend, but between his drinking and frequent coke use...i dont know that i should be spending so much time with him.  i just got my life back together, so im thinking of...distancing ourselves a bit.

i have so much work that i should be doing...but i can't even motivate myself to start it, and i feel uber *sick*...

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i got into a political debate with my cousin which is always something that turns ugly, because we have such different views, and it was even worse 'cause i'm disgustingly sick.  and being sick, and then having someone irritate me with some warped logic [for more warped logic see here, and here] but i'm so not getting into this shit with L now because I know that during the class monday night we're going to have it out...but whatever.

i don't like obama,  i don't.  i hate the man.  i think he is the worst possible thing that could friggin happen for this country.  obama cares about the rich and influential, and the number one reason that i will not vote for him is because he want to be commander in cheif of the U.S. Military and he's never served in the armed forces?  i think it is ridiculous.  and i have never been as off put by a person as i was when obama refused to go in and see the injured troops in germany because they would not let him bring his cameras.  thats appaling.

he thinks obabma is going to turn the country around?  he's not going to do a damn thing except sit his ass pretty in that big office.   he doesn't understand making a commitment to the country.  he doesn't understand what its like to be in a country fighting a war.  and at this point, i din't even care anymore that people are calling me a racist for saying i don't like obama..whatever.

i agree with so many points on mccain and nothing rang truer to me than when he said if you aim your gun at something, you better be ready to pull the trigger.

failure in iraq will only encourage al quaeda, and other hostile countries (iran, anyone?) for open season on America, and its a shame that he (my cousin) can't understand that.  as a future member in the armed forces of this country, i am personally most interested in voting for the candidate whose really going to make changes to our country, not just say he will. 

there is a big difference between talking about changes, and making change happen...as anyone who has ever tried to navigate the murky waters of the VA health system can attest to.

but really...thats all i have to say.

i am so glad i took the chance to come and see my grams.

sick and all, i am so glad i did.

im so ridiculously under the weather, and i didn't relaize just how much i miss being mothered.  my mom basically treats me like an adult, but to my grams i'm still a ten year old girl.

my grams can cook anyone on the planent under the table, and i haven't been able to eat for days because how i feel...she has solved this.  i haven't eaten this well in a long time.

(i'm going to need to diet once this is over)

three words:  garden fresh veggies.

i took a bite out of a home grown tomoato and i suddenly find myself wondering why in the hell do i want to go some 500 miles away for school?

my logic is staggering currently, i want to move in with my grams and be ten for the rest of my life.

conclusion:  if i ever become half the mother that my grams so amazingly is...my kids should bow down and worship me.

peace and love folks.

omg...i didn't know that it was possible but i am literally dying of boredom.  or maybe i just feel that way 'cause i'm stuck on campus for like eight hours today and i feel like im at death's door.  i think i have strep...but thats prolly wishful thinking and its just a virus.

lucky me.

( a sick and bored rant )

this is a confession because my sister thinks im too embarassed to tell anyone this (i'm not)

i went to build a bear the other day and i bought myself a bear.  we were only going to looka round but it reminded me of the old days, when Matt would surprise me with one he'd made for me.

the bear is really cute, honey colored fur and green eyes. 

my sister is mocking me because i've named dressed him in an army uniform and named him trevor.

i think its cute.

sterling calling drew a handsome man=i've fallen off my chair laughing and i can't get up :D

kanked from snowyduerre 

The problem with LJ is we all think we are so close, but really we know nothing about each other. Ask me something you think you should know about me, something that should be obvious, but you have no idea about. Ask away. Then post this in your LJ and find out what people don't know about you.

Well, I've officially freaking had it with ignorance.

I've never wanted to hit someone as much as I want to puch L in my social problems class out.  i can tell this is going to turn into a semester long problem, and i swear, if she really wants to turn this into a full scale fight...I'm not going to be afraid of her.  She's taller, and much bigger than me and she thinks that just because she towers over me that i'm going to be scared of her.  i'm not.

i can't believe no one else in class backs me up when she goes on her tirade, her logic is staggering.

( god and the soldier, all men adore, in time of danger and not before. when the danger is passed, and all things righted, god is forgotten and the soldier is slighted-- )
John F. Kennedy said that our country doesn't ever forget god or the soldier, and I'm hoping when i do my paper and presentation people will at least remember that it shouldn't be a soldier's job to fight both a war, and a bureaucracy.

( i thought if i put it in words i'd be able to figure out what made it so bad...i didn't. )

( survey )

For the moment, we are going to define your favorite musical artist not as the one you enjoy listening to the most or who makes you rock out the hardest, but as the one who, when you're totally bored with your music collection and put it on shuffle, you never skip over.

Who is/are that/those artist(s)?

from askmeanything 
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I am so guilty of this, but there isn't really a particaular song or artist, if im in a certian mood though, im one of those people who will just sit here and listen to the same song on repeat over and over and over.  it happens a lot when im writing, or if im working on a drawing for school or something, or if im really happy, or on the other side, i'm really depressed.  apparently, it just flat out happens a lot.

( response )

i hate football.

i really, really, really hate sunday night/afternoon (whatever the hell it's called) football.

it is the loudest time ever in my house, and i'm sick and fucking tired of the house being invaded with people screaming stupid things at the TV.

ugh...football sucks.  I'm gonna go and like leave or something 'cause i really am gonna snap if i have to listen to it any longer.

i am so pissed.

this is just unbeleiveable, the one time that i'm home during the day i don't answer the door and apparently i missed getting some certified letter, which normally wouldn't bother me but i'm going crazy trying to figure out what the heck it could be.

ugh and i woke up feeling so sick, and so i skipped my classes and stayed home (got a lecture from my mo and felt like i was sixteen again) and i think i was feeling sick cause when i went to bed it was really warm, and i wake up and it was freezing...and now afternoon hits and its really nice and warm again...this whole weather changing really kills me, it makes me more sick than most people during flu season.

and the big kicker was, since i didn't go to class i so could have slept in...and i couldn't.  im so effing sleep deprived anymore.

ahhh at least it hasn't been a whole waste, i enjoyed myself taking part in a charmed and army wives marathon and my sister gets home from school in about ten minutes where i will promptly be guilt tripping her into making me something to eat...or getting something to eat...something.  i'm starving, and i haven't had an appetite for days.

oh, and so i just realized that i apparently have like a hundred dollar over draft in my bank account and i can't figure out how cause i haven't used my card, or any checks in ages...so i have to figure out how to sort that one out before my mom starts bitching about how i can't balance a check book (which i can, quite well too), its ridiculous, i take responsibility for just about everything and she still treats me like a child.

i can't wait to move out and dorm, i miss having freedom.  and im so done with the so called life lessons, she does not ned to teach me how to cook, i will never be a great chef, it is just not a skill set i possess.  i can make grilled cheese and pancakes and i think that will suffice, i do not need to know how to make her eggplant parmasan, or spagetti and chili from scratch and all those other stupid dishes.  also, i know i don't have the best system when it comes to doing laundry, but really, she doesn't need to nitpick at everything.  and for the love of god, take out exists for a reason.  *ends rant*

I have a headache, im gonna take a nap, and *yay* sister's back!