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A cat always lands on it's feet (and apparently, so does my life) [Monday
June 4th, 2007 @ 06:46pm]
[ mood | content ]

Common Knowledge: A cat always lands on it's feet (if you drop it from great enough height). 

At this moment it seems my life is doing the exact same thing, landing on it's feet. A lovely boyfriend, who is nice to me, and nice to other people, I got some great friends at school, who accept me for who I am, my grades seem to come along nicely, got an after school job that has NICE people and well... Let´s just say I´m happy at the moment. That´s pretty much all that there´s to be said about it.

Plus... The summer holiday´s almost there! Sun and icecream and and and... Well, loads of things that make me happy really.

Sure, sometimes I still feel left out by certain people, who´re going somewhere with a group, without even thinking to invite me, just because somebody who I hate said I had a test week then. But I don´t care, cause this time perhaps I´m too busy for them. With my other friends and my boyfriend :)

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September 8th, 2006 @ 09:02pm]
[ mood | hyper ]

Ok, so I failed the grade last year, what means an entirely new class, new people to meet, new places to go, new things to do (well, not really, but it's for the effect!), new music to listen and a bit of all new things here and there...

That is, starting about two weeks ago.

Ok, so far, all went well, I think. The new class is all right, so it's a bit small, but what the hell, the people are nice, so that's great. New people, well, I didn't know some of my new classmates yet, that counts!

New places to, ok, that sucks untill now, so let's scrap it of the list! 

New things to do, well going to the Boulevard, and Appelpop's good for now... And new music's coming along fine. Clickie!

And of course, with all the new things belongs... A new layout! Mwhahaha! It's not mine.

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last.fm [Friday
September 1st, 2006 @ 03:17pm]
[ mood | silly ]

Go all on, all join last.fm! ^.^ Good for your musical education :P

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Why love...? [Saturday
May 13th, 2006 @ 09:34am]
[ mood | indescribable ]

Warum lieben, wenn diese Liebe kein Morgen kennt?
(Translation: Why love, when this love knows no tomorrow?)

Think about it.

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Right... [Tuesday
April 18th, 2006 @ 07:15pm]
[ mood | artistic ]

Take the quiz:
Which Disney Princess are You? (new Princesses)

Charming and witty. You are always the first person to come up with a wisecrack. Sure, you have an attitude, but that's why people love you. You keep them on their toes. Sometimes you can be misleading, but always end up doing the right thing for the people you love.

Quizzes by myYearbook.com -- the World's Biggest Yearbook!
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Trying to make sense of shipping [Tuesday
March 7th, 2006 @ 07:58pm]
[ mood | complacent ]

A while ago I was thinking of connections between shipping. 

For the n00bs -> Shipping: a general term for emotional and/or intellectual involvement with the ongoing development of romance in a work of fiction. Shipping can involve virtually any kind of relationship — from the well-known and established, through the ambiguous or those undergoing development, and even all the way to the highly improbable and the blatantly impossible. People involved in shipping (or shippers) assert that the relationship does exist, will exist, or simply that they would like it to exist. Of course it's easier to just give a link to Wikipedia's entry about shipping.
Here to be exact.

In this case, I'm only thinking of Harry Potter ships, since that is the only series of books I'm enough interested in to ship. In this fandom various ships (relationships) have names, like HMS Orange Crush for Harry/Ginny, and HMS The Good Ship for Ron/Hermione, and Pumpkin Pie for Harry/Hermione, I myself ship just two of these, The Good Ship and  Orange Crush, but of course, there are other opinions too... 

Most ships have names that cryptically describe the persons involved, for example Wotcher Wolvie! The ship Remus Lupin/Nymphadora Tonks, and Wolfstar for Sirius/Remus...

So is there a distinct difference in ships, with this I am meaning to say, that some ships are Het (hetero), and others are Slash (homosexual), for example Guns'n'Handcuffs, the ship of Harry/Draco.

But back to what I was wanting to say, I am going to figure out if there is a connection between some ship, in this case:

HMS The Good Ship (R/Hr), HMS Orange Crush (H/G), Guns'n'Handcuffs (H/D) and Pumpkin Pie (H/Hr).

See, most Guns'n'Handcuffs shippers also support The Good Ship, but by making Harry love Draco, ship another Ginny ship, or they don't mention her at all! And most Orange Crush shippers ship The Good Ship too! That is what makes me wonder if there is a connection between ships! 

Of course, there are people who only ship canon ships, but also people who think of the strangest ships, for instance Mirror (Fred/George), Pride & Prejudice (McGonagall/Snape) and Defiance (Sirius/Bellatrix). These are some ships that just squick me! Though I have been reading a good Defiance fic -> Forgiven but not Forgotten.

Rereading this piece makes clear to me that this must be very confusing to all others, especially if your not that far into Harry Potter fandom. (I myself tried writing some fanfic, and usually hang around at forums of this kind)

Anyway, hope you enjoyed reading this unbelievably unintellegible piece!

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Nothing to do, post a draft! [Monday
March 6th, 2006 @ 07:23am]
[ mood | blank ]

Some time ago, I had shit to do, and I tried writing something... It's not very good, but hey! Read it anyway!
WARNING: Result of overdose chocolate, and too much music!

When the sun set, you were near. Near me and I was happy. As happy as I’d never been. But then, then you were gone. Just gone, gone like the wind…

Without a note, or a text message, or voicemail, nothing reminded me of that you had been here, but the wrinkled sheets and a plate with a half eaten sandwich on it. I knew it would end like this, the night that started so perfect.

When we got together in that bar… It was wonderful. I hadn’t seen you for, what, six years? And then you showed up, with some of your friends. I never knew my best friend was befriended to one of your friends. It’s a small world, isn’t it? Six years…

Last time I saw you was at graduation. It was one of those days when everything goes right. Everyone was happy and yet sad, about having to leave the school we had been on for so many years. Everyone was talking about future plans, studies, universities…

And at the bar, when I saw it was you, when I recognized you, my day just brightened up! I don’t know why… And then you smiled at me and recognized me. You came to me…

I’ve loved you before you know. In eleventh grade. And I thought you liked me too… I never found out. It always was a game of looking and looking away between the two of us, with some sort of tension hanging mid-air…

You came to me and you kissed me on the cheek. Then you started talking about anything and everything, about how long it had been, about how I did, about studies, friends, sports, about yourself, what you’d been up to until then, everything at once. And I knew why I’d loved you. Because you were funny and talkative and you had taste and, not unimportant too, you looked good.

We ordered a drink and talked more and another drink, and even more drinks and then, it must’ve been because of all the drinks, we kissed. Kissed like it was to be our last kiss ever. But now I know that wasn’t our last kiss. Oh, we kissed a lot more that night and we told each other we loved one another. I don’t know if it was the booze or if you meant it. I know I meant it…

When the bar closed we all left. Some of us alone, but we… We left together. And when we got to my apartment… You kissed me. So we ended up inside, driven by lust or love or whatever it was. The rest is a familiar song, played many times before, but never by the two of us.

And now you’re gone. After a night of whispered “Iloveyous” and passion, you just left, without a word. And you didn’t even have the decency to clean up the plate you used. I guess I could clean it up myself, or I could just lay here until there’s nothing left of me. It’s just that that damned doorbell was ringing, else I would have done that.

And so I got up, put on some clothes and walked to the door. I opened it and there you were again, back from the market! You said: “Hey babe, here’s breakfast service.” You kissed me and with that entered my apartment and my life.

Please comment? *Looks up with big puppydog eyes* Please?

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Plotbunnies [Friday
February 24th, 2006 @ 08:32am]
[ mood | bitchy ]

Aargh! Yesterday, I had this annoying plotbunny gnawing my big toe, a bunny for a D/H fic, which I usually don't write, and when I started writing it, the bunny disappeared!

O, how I hate plotbunnies that abandon their writer! Really, because now I want to know how the fic ended, but I can't know, cause the plotbunny ran away! :@

Anyone knows how to lure back a lost plotbunny?

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Musings [Thursday
February 16th, 2006 @ 09:31pm]
[ mood | lonely ]

Today, when I got on my train, there was this couple, and the guy got on the train... And the way that couple was saying/kissing goodbye was just SO cute!

I wonder if one day, I'll be part of a couple, I mean, ok, I've been part of a couple a few times, but those were disastrous!

*Ok, I went to sleep, and now I forgot what point I wanted to make with this... Let's continue anyway!*

I mean, ok, I've been in love loads of times, but it just never worked out! Because either I never said something, or I said something and everything went wrong after that!

And I doubt this time will go any better... I mean, I've liked him since, what, somewhere halfway last year! And I just don't do anything! Maybe because I'm just to chicken about saying something and making a total fool out of myself, that, or I'm afraid he won't like me, thus rejection! Which, frankly, I am afraid of, but that's another matter I will, no doubt, discuss in another of my "oh I'm so lonely" moods!

Wow, looking back on the rest of this blogentry, this seems very... Strange!

Anyway, I'll say goodbye for now, and visit our neighbour, who wants me to babysit her brats!


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Personality Check [Tuesday
February 7th, 2006 @ 07:33pm]
[ mood | complacent ]

I was hanging around at HPANA, when I remembered I still had an explanation of my personality somewhere on that site... Twas a personality insight through my birthday, so this was what came out!

You are an island. You don't need anyone else to make you happy.
And though you see yourself as a loner, people are drawn to you.
Deep and sensitive, you tend to impress others with your insights.
You also tend to be psychic - so listen to that inner voice!

Your strength: Your self sufficiency

Your weakness: You despise authority

Your power color: Maroon

Your power symbol: Hammer

Your power month: July

Well, I think something are right about me, but others... I mean, I quote "people are drawn to you"! How true is that?

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Lol! [Thursday
December 22nd, 2005 @ 03:52pm]
[ mood | excited ]

OK, kom ik net op de (het?) LJ van iemand die ik ken, staat daar een link naar een haiku generator waarin je je LJ naam in moet vullen en dan komt er een "haiku" uit met daarin in woorden uit je laatse posts! Heel erg lol!

Hier wat er bij mij uit kwam:

LiveJournal Haiku!

Your name:


Your haiku:

zozeer dat je als

je uitgefeest bent op t

sg niemand kent dan


Created by


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Gala! [Wednesday
December 21st, 2005 @ 07:57pm]
[ mood | hopeful ]

Ok, t was dus vorige week vrijdag gala, maar aangezien ik toen nog geen LJ had, kon ik er niks over schrijven...

Maar goed, nu dus wel, dus daar gaan we!

Ok, allereerst moet je weten dat ons gala elk jaar weer een groot "evenement"is in het sociale leven van veel tieners rondom DB! Bedoel, er komen mensen van t Cambium, D'Oultremondt, andere Gymnasia in de buurt en bijna elke scholengemeenschap in de buurt. Ook dit jaar dus weer! Echt, stel je komt daar als iemand die op t SG niemand kent, dan zijn er als nog genoeg mensen die je wel kent! Aan een kaartje komen gaat dan wat moeilijker, maar goed, dat even terzijde schuivend...

Het enthousiasme begint dan meestal echt een paar dagen van te voren, meisjes die mekaar ondervragen over hun jurk, make-up, haren enzovoorts en jongens... Tja... Waar die t over hebben heb ik eigelijk geen idee van, waarschijnlijk of ze al "een lekkere chica" als date hebben (ik heb trouwens zo'n hekel aan van die gozers die heel macho over meisjes praten!). En dan op de dag zelf is de opwinding nog groter! Lessen volgen (alsof je zoiets zou willen) is nagenoeg onmogelijk! Het gekwetter van hyperactieve jongens en meisjes (ok, vooral meisjes) verstoort de gedachten zozeer, dat je nauwelijks jezelf kunt horen nadenken (als dat al kan)!

Maar dat is dan allemaal goedgemaakt zodra je aankomt op t gala! Iedereen mooi aangekleed, mooi opgemaakt (voor de meisjes dan, jongens met make-up, tja...) en het haar mooi gedaan/opgestoken!

Maar goed, dit jaar was ook weer eens übergezellig! In het Theater aan de Parade, kei mooie locatie, dat wel, maar helaas al om 01.30 "cooling-down" (dus muziek uit, licht aan)... En dan is t al snel afgelopen! Maar goed, t voordeel van de Parade is dan natuurlijk weer dat je als je uitgefeest bent op t ene feest, je zo een andere kroeg in kan duiken!

Maar goed, kreeg net te horen dat ik op moest schieten, omdat "t geld mn pa niet op zn rug groeit"! Weet nie waar ie over zeurt, gezien t feit dat we ADSL hebben, maar goed!


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Heej! [Tuesday
December 20th, 2005 @ 05:52pm]
[ mood | bouncy ]

Heej iedereen! Dis mijn LJ, dat ik van plan ben vol te storten met nutteloosheden!

X Niqueje

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