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Watching SPN 5x05 While Jumping Up and Down

  • Oct. 11th, 2009 at 1:10 AM


Spoiler ahead...  )

Episode after episode SPN gets better and better. The first time I watched the pilot in German, I wasn't that impressed. I watched one or to two episodes after that, but then I forgot about it until years later, I came across a website where you can watch them in English. And boy, was I hooked then. I don't know how to say this, but the series has a much bigger impact in English. The story makes more sense in English. Supernatural was whole lot scarier in ENGLISH!!!!!!! I am so glad I changed my mind. Eric Kripke, you are the best.

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I can’t believe something like this exists in RL. ..
So, I’ve been trying to join sv_inquiry, I came across a link that led me to an article about a Chilean girl named svmaria. Note that, before I read it, I didn’t know what a sockpuppet was other than the fact that I made one in first class, his name was Fu. 
 I miss my sockpuppet Fu... I lost him a while ago. I don't have a pic of him, but I searched the web for a random Fu pic and found one: Fara and Fu. Note: My Fu was a ton more handsome and looked less retarted than this one. :)

                                                                    


                                                                 

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I started to draw people, when I was about 12 years old. Before that, I used watercolours. I'm not an artist. It's just a hobby.
As I got older I haven't found the time to draw regularly. Maybe I'll begin again, but I just don't have the motivation right now.
I started a online Sketch Book today, in hopes of whatever. I really don't know why I did it.

For me drawing is not only a way to express yourself, it has also a calming effect. And I just like to create something. I tried to make portraits, but it always ends up in a more comic-like way. The eyes are difficult to display as realistic and alive and I got problems with the perspective. I never had the patience to learn it. :P

The Mentos Incident of 2009:
Never eat two stakes of mentos. Just don't do it. I'm happy I didn't die or threw up, also happy that I didn't drink anything carbonated. I couldn't sleep and my tummy hurt. It wasn't funny anymore, all the burping und grumbling. :( It's soo unlady-like. But at least I didn't suffer in public. Just suffered in bed. That reminds me, that I seriously need to go to sleep right now. It's almost 7:00 am here in Germany.

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First time I actually use this account....

  • Sep. 28th, 2009 at 9:19 PM

...for the purpose of avoiding boredom by posting :D.
Well, I think I start by introducing myself and to explain this a bit. I graduated recently and applied to several universities to become a vet, I waited about 3 months to get an answer, I also took a few tests. I got a letter a week ago:

I was rejected. 

Now I'm beyond bored. I got nothing to do, I'm looking for a part-time job to save money, but in my current situation I can only get little one-time-only tasks. All my friends are busy with school or taking a one year vacation. Honestly, it sucks. But hey, it's not that bad. Because of the longtime break, I found myself heavily addicted to fanfiction and tv series I didn't have time to watch before. 
When I started this account, it only had the purpose to join communities, I actually didn't know what else to do with a livejournal, considering I'm a bit secretive about myself, and it's kinda embarrassing to know others could read what I wrote. And besides all of that, it's hard for me to express myself in a foreign language. I don't like making mistakes (so if someone reads this, feel free to point grammar mistakes, it would help me to improve and I'll become more confident)

I know that sharing experiences and thoughts like this could help people. It's like an outlet, and I just need this. It helps me to know that I can voice my thoughts like this:

A friend of mine committed suicide almost a year ago, it was so sudden. I didn't know, I was so busy with school I didn't notice. I wanted to meet her, after we went to different schools, but she always stood me up. Because of it, I was mad at her. I didn't know she was depressed, that she didn't want to live anymore, that she hurt herself. I should have seen it, for God's sake, I was one of the best in psychology class. And I just didn't. I couldn't go to her funeral, it was anonymous, and I've heard about her death through gossip two weeks after she killed herself. I never cried for her, I just took notice, went to school, did my thing like it never happened.

Today, almost one year after, I feel like crying. And it sucks.

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