Pssst over here...

I regret that I have not posted sooner, but alas life has caught up to me in the usual ways.
This is the last week of summer semester and I have been studying diligently for the "doomed" exams that will be given by my "doomed" profs on certain "doomed" days.
So if it seems like I am ignoring the world (or at least the world I create) , it is probably because I am, due to the fact of : I have locked myself in a room with vast amounts of notes and texts and .. TEA, one cannot due anything without vast amounts of Earl Grey.
*sips tea* ahhh a soothing cup of perfect insanity.

Look...at..me...

I despise crying and yet for some irrational minute I did while making this video. I am still of right mind to know he does not really exist, but I truly believe even ficitonal characters have a way of enhancing our lives for the better, just as Severus has mine.

Knowing Snape, he will not have wanted one to pine over him as I have, but I think he is more than worthy of remembrance. I hope this video is some sort of justice while contesting to the fact that he is truly a hero!

P.S I know I already attempted a remembrance video, but I failed miserably and I hope this shows I am worthy of Advanced Potions Class.

Murphy's Law

I am not complaining, it is just almost on the verge of unfathomable to think that weird shit like stuff occurs.

School this semester has been wonderful but a WTF seems to be in store. The last two semesters I basically drove myself into insanity to spend countless hours over essays of varying ydegrees, and this well I wouldn't say I did them last minute, but definitely did not stress over them and I would say I am hitting a 3.0-3.5 this semester. (here it comes...) WTF??? I would like to think that the more hours one spends on anything the better they would do... me thinks this will come up later when I do a Psych project?!

I am still grateful and (school wise) somewhat as piece, it would seem I have finally found my stride and my purpose, it is a very gratifying feeling.

All I can end this with is, ..... I WOULD BE A WIZARD!!

Mmmmm so...I lied (its called Occlumency)

I realized I said that I would have the first bit of my story done, yes well my original character is turning into a bitch, and that is something I am not looking to do. But no worries, she will still be strong enough to handle Severus. (God, I am such an obsessed nerd, I am so glad no one cares to read my junk, well... except Ruby, but she knows my faults and is willing to laugh at them the whole way)

But I do have the idea(s) to where the story is going:

A young woman is mysteriously appperated into Hogwarts. She is unconscious and severely beaten. After being healed by Pomfrey, and questioned by Dumbledore, it is thought best that she become a teachers aid for the professors. As she assists everyone along, Snape discovers that Miss Firefox has a bit more powers then she was willing to lead on. Will Dumbledore convince her to do what is right? Will Severus understand in the end?

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Other then the obsession what else have I been transcending in? Actually not much really, school, that which was born from the ashes, and writing take up my time. Maybe I will eventually find the time to incorporate a member of the opposite in there ( I make it sound so formal *BAH*) Do you think he will mind sharing with Alan Rickman??? ;-)

Up and On to bigger and better things...

Mmmmm so, I think this will be my last movie attempt for a while.. gives me a chance to work on some writings. ( I know I hear the cheering already, but 'I shall get you my pretty and your little dog too' at some later date, so no worries)

Anywho, I know I used this song for the last video, but I found some awesome non-snape/but still good (he is not )old Rickman... so... anywho.. on with the.... I love this show...

(I particularly like 'what goes on in this fucked up head'.. but of course I do because it goes on in MY fucked up head.)

P.S Next time I shall have the first section of my story, until then... meeting adjourned.

A Movie of EPIC Proportions...

First of all, ha ha ha...that Dane is one silly bitch.

Second... I always knew the Green Lantern was a little fruity...I need some tea...

Okay onto obsessive like topics (aka the eternal epic battle), Ruby I think can account to this: This video must be something worth anything considering I am willing to feel the judgemental wrath of some cosmic deity having so many pics of myself in this thing... I think there is more pics of me in this 5 min clip then there is of what anyone has of me in total of the 12 times 2 years I have spent on this 'filthy meat sack' of a planet. Be grateful, bow down and worship the all mighty DB Dragon... on with the video.... (I love this show)

Please leave comments.. oh and BE KIND (please rewind) I have dainty feelings you know.

**Warning Deathy Hallows Spoilers**

***I am warning you now, if you have not read the seventh book and do not want to know about this, then DO NOT watch the video.... Just do not say I did not warn you.***

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Okay the warning aside and the obvious disclamer (blah blah I DO NOT make money from this, characters are J.K 's and music is by Staind blah blah) I think out of all the attempts I have made so far in playing with making movies, this is the most fun I have had. Well... this was also the most sad, I hope I did (some fictious character ) justice. (Yes, I know he isn't real, but a girl can always pretend... I am sure MY snape exists out there some where).

I'm Not Jesus... but I have a bigger penis...

Fuck, yes I know... roll your eyes... another snape/alan rickman video. Well hell I am having fun with these, and if you wish to ruin my fun, fine.... I never liked you anyway! (Ha, ha, this is almost like talking to one's self) Anyway you may not fit the cone shape into the square hole like I do... so let me explain....

The song and the video are I think trying to explain a few things:

1. Snape hates James Potter, thus Harry... and so will never forgive for passed transgressions.
2. The 'love' of yester-years
3. and basically, an asshole after my own heart

If you pick up anything else... that is your own fault... and welcome to the fun loving dark side.... I said WELCOME!!!

and so ya know... I do not make money from these, so be caring with the comments, we are but fragile creatures.

I have a thing for the Potions Master....

Okay I have reached rubicon and I felt like this was another weekend for an out of the body experience. You know the kind, the kind where everything seems surreal and numbing even if it is the mundane that only occurs. However on a good note, nothing made me angry, but again nothing made me happy either, I suppose this is what "purgatory" feels like... just is.

I am waiting for the exciting to happen, to sweep me off my feet and explode all around me. (Doesn't that sound like some bad sexual repressed pun *sigh* ) I know that patience is a virtue; however, I am young, so of course I don't have any.

So, here I lay listening to depressing songs of old. Songs that taunt me in things I have already lost and that which I will never have....
Okay, enough longing... now onto some good old ranting.

Who asked for this life, I mean honestly whoever did is seriously fucked in the head.
Everyday people fight in the name of SOMETHING/SOMEONE/A DEITY and for what??? So that you can feel justified that you stood up for a cause, a cause worth killing/hurting/changing people's lives over??!!
I thought we are a civilized people?! I call for a vote to abolish organized religion. Don't get me wrong, I believe that everyone should have the right to worship/believe in whatever deity they so choose. Just get rid of mass groups of people gathering in one area and stating what others should or shouldn't believe.
For me religion is like a car, lately its been poisoning the world with its fumes but in the end all it really is needed for is to get you from point A to point B and depending on your family situation and lifestyle it depends on what one you are going to choose right. So if you believe that the Benz is the best or the Escalade or just a simple civic is your way to go, we are all trying to travel on this crowded super highway to wherever our dream nirvana is, lets not let road rage cause all these crashes people... FUCK, take public transit!!!

Music: My December- Linkin Park

Mood: Numb

Alan Rickman-You're still you...

Alas... yes.... sunk so low this time... I think I need one of these...

Two Peas in a Pod

Okay okay, so yes, I am continuing on the road of having no life... but I think I am becoming much better at doing it... please tell me how I did this time.

Dearest Pickles:Look What I Can Do...

I have now entered the world of the obsessed nerd. Its okay here, I kind of like it. I'll send you a post card.



Check it out: I attempted to make something....




(I posted the lyrics... yesterday)

Then tell me how FUCKED up I am... you fucking made what? about who?

Comicbook Word Scrabble:

Ogleeander: 62 Points

The Joker (the Clown Prince of Crime, the Harlequin of Hate, and the Ace of Knaves), from the adventures of Batman and Robin, as decided to crashed a philanthropist party that Bruce Wayne is holding. Wayne’s flavour of the week is also in attendance, hanging on to the arm of the acclaimed billionaire/hero to Gotham. The Joker sees this new “artwork” from across the room and claims to make her his possession. The Ogleeander, that the criminal mastermind is, is hoping that for the thrill of the chase, she puts up the fight of her life. HAHAHAHAHA, he was counting on the Bat to see this as well.

Wear Sunscreen:

Ladies and Gentlemen of the Class of 99': Wear Suncreen

If I could offer you only one tip for the future,sunscreen would be it.

The long term benefits of sunscreen have been proved by scientists,whereas the rest of my advice has no basis more reliable than my own meandering experience

I will dispense this advice now.

Enjoy the power and beauty of your youth, oh nevermind,you will not understand the power and beauty of your youth until they’ve faded.

But trust me, in 20 years you’ll look back at photos of yourself

and recall in a way you can’t grasp now, how much possibility lay before you

and how fabulous you really looked,you are not as fat as you imagine.

Don’t worry about the future, or worry, but know that worrying is as effective as trying to solve an algebra equation by chewing bubblegum.

The real troubles in your life are apt to be things that never crossed your worried mind, the kind that blindside you at 4pm on some idle Tuesday.

Do one thing everyday that scares you

Sing

Don’t be reckless with other people’s hearts,don’t put up with people who are reckless with yours.

Floss

Don’t waste your time on jealousy, sometimes you’re ahead, sometimes you’re behind,the race is long, and in the end, it’s only with yourself.

Remember the compliments you receive, forget the insults,if you succeed in doing this, tell me how.

Keep your old love letters, throw away your old bank statements.

Stretch

Don’t feel guilty if you don’t know what you want to do with your life,the most interesting people I know didn’t know at 22

what they wanted to do with their lives,some of the most interesting 40 year olds I know still don’t.

Get plenty of calcium.

Be kind to your knees, you’ll miss them when they’re gone.

Maybe you’ll marry, maybe you won’t, maybe you’ll have children, maybe you won’t,

Maybe you’ll divorce at 40,Maybe you’ll dance the funky chicken on your 75th wedding anniversary

What ever you do, don’t congratulate yourself too much or berate yourself either

Your choices are half chance, so are everybody else’s.

Enjoy your body, use it every way you can, don’t be afraid of it,or what other people think of it, it’s the greatest instrument you’ll ever own

Dance, even if you have nowhere to do it but in your own living room.Read the directions, even if you don’t follow them.

Do not read beauty magazines, they will only make you feel ugly.

Get to know your parents, you never know when they’ll be gone for good.

Be nice to your siblings, they are the best link to your pastand the people most likely to stick with you in the future.

Understand that friends come and go, but for the precious few you should hold on.

Work hard to bridge the gaps in geography and lifestyle because the older you get,the more you need the people you knew when you were young.

Live in New York City once, but leave before it makes you hard,Live in Northern California once, but leave before it makes you soft.

Travel.

Accept certain inalienable truths, prices will rise, politicians will philander,you too will get old, and when you do you’ll fantasize that when you were youngprices were reasonable, politicians were noble and children respected their elders.

Respect your elders

.Don’t expect anyone else to support you.

Maybe you have a trust fund,Maybe you have a wealthy spouse; but you never know when either one might run out.

Don’t mess too much with your hair, or by the time you’re 40, it will look 85.

Be careful whose advice you buy, but, be patient with those who supply it.

Advice is a form of nostalgia,dispensing it is a way of fishing the past from the disposal, wiping it off,painting over the ugly parts and recycling it for more than it’s worth.

But trust me on the sunscreen

Holy Fuck In a Hand Basket

Okay maybe you can tell... from this blog.. oh and Ruby sure knows (thank you for being so patient with this obsession) I have a thing for Alan Rickman.. and in the case of this post: Snape.

You know it is wierd, have you ever had a dream and then some how found the perfect song to describe not only what you feel but also what happened in said dream. Okay, so maybe I AM JUST THAT FUCKED UP!! or Maybe I was meant to share the dream.

So here is the song with said lyrics (I highly recommend you open another window to listen while you read them) It fits so perfectly it fucking crazy.

http://www.imeem.com/people/fsOyhDV/music/urfTdhSS/apocalyptica_sos_anything_but_love/


S.O.S (Anything but Love):
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Bound to your side and trapped in silence

Just a possession

Is this sex or only violence

That feeds your obsession

You send me to a broken state

Where I can take the pain just long enough

Then I am numb -then I just disappear

So go on infect me

Go on and scare me to death

Tell me I asked for it

Tell me I'll never forget

You could give me anything but love

Anything but love

Does it feel good to deny

Hurt me with nothing

Some sort of sick satisfaction

You Get from mindfucking

Stripped down to my naked core

The darkest corners of my mind are yours

That's where you live

That's where you breathe

So go on infect me

Go on and scare me to death

Dare me to leave you

Tell me I'll never forget

You could give me anything but love

Anything but loveWithout any faith

Without any light

Condemn me to live

Condemn me to lie

Inside I am dead

So go on infect me

Go on and scare me to death

I'll be the victim

You'll be the voice in my head

You could give me anything but love

Anything but love.

Sunday Bloody Sunday

Okay, so today was one of those days where... I was moping. What better way then to sit back and watch a few Alan Rickman movies, continue to write on my fan fiction and drink copious amounts of earl grey tea.

Maybe I am just sappy at heart, but when I am feeling like the world just shit me out in the primordial toilet with no hope of overcoming the atrocious poo water, I listen to this:

http://www.imeem.com/tigress-eryn/music/9l0hGrN5/rufus_wainwright_hallelujah/

BAPPY HIRTHDAY!! ;-)

Happy Anniversary of escaping the womb, Ruby! How does it feel to be old?

Horoscope:

As a depressed crab, one still has to come out of its shell and enjoy the rays of the sun. But being so intellegent , we all get it, cancer and heat stroke... okay so next best thing... light a cak.... light someone's house on fire today, that always makes people feel better.
Be the sensitive crustacean that you are and take a baseball bat and tears of the fires of hell and lay siege to.... John Stamos.

Lucky Numbers:3, 6,11,26,35,48,62

(Damn I should write these for a living)

Lazy L'Amour on Tuesday Afternoons...

http://www.imeem.com/people/0PN318/music/mH5krH8U/tom_waits_take_it_with_me/

Phone's off the hook

No one knows where we are

It's a long time since I

Drank champagne

The ocean is blue

As blue as your eyes

I'm gonna take it with me

When I go

Old long since gone

Now way back when

We lived in Coney Island

Ain't no good things

Ever dies

I'm gonna take it with me

When I go

Far far away a train

Whistle blows

Wherever you're goin

Wherever you've been

Waving good bye at the end

Of the day

You're up and you're over

And you're far away

Always for you, and

Forever yours

It felt just like the old days

We fell asleep on Beaula's porch

I'm gonna take it with me

When I go

All broken down by

The side of the road

I was never more alive or

Alone I've worn the faces off

All the cards

I'm gonna take it with me

When I go

Children are playing

At the end of the day
Strangers are singing

On our lawn

It's got to be more

Than flesh and bone

All that you're loved

Is all you own

In a land there's a town

And in that town there's

A house

And in that house

There's a woman

And in that woman

There's a heart I love

I'm gonna take me when I go

I'm gonna take it

With me when I go

~Tom Waits