December 2010
Me: I don't care about your mindless drivel! Give me a classic author!
Emily: ...Mark Twain!
Me: ...
Emily: Dan Brown!
Me: Mark Twain and Dan Brown. Really.
Emily: The guy who wrote Arthur!
Me: ...Marc Brown? THAT'S A COMBINATION OF MARK TWAIN AND DAN BROWN!
Emily: I'M NOT ORIGINAL I'M SORRY
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“Still though, I think if you’re not self-obsessed, you’re probably boring.”
– Dave Eggers (via jamesnord)
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I think I’m going to drink the mini bottle of vodka in the fridge when I finish this chapter
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put a fandom in my ask box and I will tell you...
aparticularlygoodfinder: jilltheripper-: 1. bake cupcakes for: 2. trust with the keys to my car: 3. put thumbtacks on the chair thereof: 4. have a crush on: 5. pack up and leave if they moved next door: 6. vote for President: 7. pick as my partner in a buddy movie: 8. pair up: 9. vote off the island and into the volcano: 10. wheedle into fixing my MP3 player: Pretty please? ‘cause...
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Happy New Year
It’s 12:30 in Finland. 2011
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gasping for air over here
My laptop crashed. Blue screen “recovering files” and everything.  Fortunately I didn’t lose much. I lost about a page of writing on Dead but that’s easily rewritten. Thank God. Thank you God. Honestly. aklfsalkdjflksj. I would have died if I had lost everything. I would’ve ceased to exist. I would’ve cried so hard.
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2010 in review
It’s almost 11 o’clock here in Finland, and I should be writing, but I’ll take a break and do this first.  What happened this year? Well.  1. In January of this year I had that sleepover with Brooke and Bonni, which I do believe was how everything restarted. I was sad and lonely and I desperately didn’t want to lose my friends. So I sent Brooke an email, asking her...
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it's times like these when I sit back and give...
And I created her.             It was getting dark. There was a single streetlamp outside of the house, illuminating the stoop, so that it was never pitch black. They were holding hands as they walked back to the house; both were wearing long, thick coats. There was a thin layer of frost and snow on the ground, and they walked slowly and carefully, as to not slide across the wet...
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Should I make it New Year’s Eve in Dead? It was supposed to be around Christmastime. I haven’t brought up that fact but I could easily add it in. I think I will. BTW I’m giving myself 10 more hours because I promised to have Dead finished by the end of 2010 in California and now I’m 10 hours ahead of California time so technically I lost some time. So. Yeah.
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“Nargles don’t change their spots.” Percy frowned. “Nargles don’t have spots.”
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How does Roy Mustang politely tell Ed that he needs to go to California where he can have a great-grandchild named Lucy? No but jk No but I have never been so stuck on a story in my life. I know exactly what’s going to happen: Roy and Ed have short conversation Becca exchanges words with Ed ONCE AGAIN (something foreshadowing or wrapping it up. Like “I’ve won”...
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I hate those pictures of Roy and Riza where it looks like he’s manhandling her. Uh she would not let anybody touch her like that, not even him. If anyone’s doin the manhandling, it’s definitely her. No but they’re much more tender than that, I think. Most of the time.
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Happy New Year’s Eve Resolutions for the coming year: 1. Don’t create any of your issues 2. Finish a multi-chaptered story (just Dead if that’s all you can manage) 3. Maintain a B in at least all subjects 4. Speak more than 3 times at the MUN conference. 5. Apologize more. Don’t call anyone a “bitch” when you’re angry. I also have to revise the...
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Day 19- the initials of your crushes P.W. - peter wiggin R.M. - roy mustang J.H. - jean havoc need I continue? day 20- do you wear glasses? if so, what are they for? I’m supposed to wear glasses when I read but I don’t. day 21- your favorite subject to study Probably English. Or maybe history, because I love actually learning stuff. Day 22- play a sport? I swam. Day 23- Lady...
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Sims
brigittechristine: Freaking…. GAH. Read More I’ve never played Sims ): but it sounds freaking awesome
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Okay stuck between “The Space Between” by the Dave Matthews Band and “My Own Worst Enemy” by Lit for Roy. You cannot quit me so quickly Is no hope in you for me No corner you could squeeze me But I got all the time for you, love The space between the tears we cry Is the laughter keeps us coming back for more The space between the wicked lies we tell And hope to keep safe...
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the characters of Jean Havoc, Maes Hughes, and I think maybe Gracia Hughes are forever going to be just a little bit different from how they are in canon, just because of how I view them.
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LOL OMG
okay so a few minutes I basically decided that Riza Hawkeye is Beyonce and they’d be bffs because all of Beyonce’s songs are relevant to Riza’s life. and just now I was going through Lady Gaga’s songs and damn I can totally see Olivier in her. Beyonce/Lady Gaga. Riza/Olivier. ohmygosh. I am a genius.
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Just the Girl by The Click Five = Roy and Olivier’s song? lolyes oh gosh “She’s cold and she’s cruel But she knows what she’s doin’ She pushed me in the pool At our last school reunion She laughs at my dreams But I dream about her laughter” so perfect
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My apologies but
I won’t stop calling people Babe until I feel like it.
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brokemyglasses: I’m pretty much sick of the dentist and the fact that my mouth is numb.  last time your mouth was numb, it was hilarious. just sayin.
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I want to write a Briggs fanfiction, but I’m not sure I could pull off Olivier. Actually I don’t think I could pull off Buccaneer either. Major Miles I might be able to do. I always liked him. A lot. ExceptIhatehisvoiceactor. But maybe that’ll get better. But I don’t know how to write a fanfiction about them! If I inserted an OC (say, perhaps another Armstrong sister) I...
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Okay hold up. We’re really young. We’re not even halfway done with high school yet. So calm down. Nothing is “for sure” or set in stone or “never” yet. Feel miserable if you feel miserable, there’s nothing wrong with that. But don’t count yourself entirely out. You have a long way to go. Nothing is the end of the world. Just move forward...
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There will come a moment in your life when you...
the-dark-arts: I think my day is today.
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I love my family, but sometimes I can’t stand them.  I would just like to be left alone for a while please.
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So today is apparently Al and Mei Day.
Yay! Happy AlMei Day, everybody!
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You should ask me a question. About anything. Anonymously.
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Why did I make Joey
a boy? a cheater? swear? a not-quite born-again Christian? an asshole to his best friend who is actually an asshole in real life as well? so likable? a cheater? Why did I make my Joey a cheater? And why did everyone forgive him? Why did I forgive him? I’ve always been on the “There’s no excuse” side of the argument. Bah. I don’t want to write Joey...
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Please just give me some time to figure this all out. I promise I’ll say something worthwhile the second I do. But up until I get my mind and my thoughts all sorted out let’s all just take a deep breath and feel however we feel.
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I always pictured A as a small Scandinavian boy. With white blonde hair and beautiful blue eyes. I always pictured him as very beautiful, and B just couldn’t help getting jealous. And I always pictured B as loving him as much as he could love anything.
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I can predict the future, whispers the boy whose eyes are shining red. No you can’t, replies the blonde-haired, strong-jawed boy across from him. The red-eyed boy smiles and nods. He holds out his hand expectantly. Hesitantly, the paler boy offers his own hand. The red-eyed boy traces the lines in his palm. A switchblade appears from beneath his sleeve and where the boy’s...
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