Love's Suicide

Well, I for one am surprised that this account still works. Hahaha. I've returned to the interent, this time with a promise to change my dirty ways. I will ... update ... my stories. I will write new ones. I will be an all-round better person.

For now anyways.

Been at college, doing pretty good with my nerdy self. But that's where my time is now.

Doing an internship for the summer. Internship = epic fail.

So LJ has just informed me that I have not updated in 30 weeks. Ouch. So here I am, doing my thing on the LJ, nothing to say really. Just exisiting.

I haven't found that much time to write in college, been off doing other things--so my hot, burning passion is now basically a tiny flame. I pray each day for inspiration...let it come. Perhaps I shall read some smut flicks so that I can write the smex again.

Just watched Avatar this weekend. EPIC FAIL!!!!

No no. The animation, music and the emotions were fine. Never mind the shoved in "energy bending (WTF)" in the last hour and a half and expected us to go...ah yess...very good. I guess that I shouldn't expect much from a kid's show. The death and emotional scars from 100 years of fighting were resolved in 6 minutes and of course: MAIKO.

Ahh, Kadean has said most of this so I won't bother ranting about it too. Just, seriously? I'm used to not getting my ship. Trust me. I'm over it. But when I see the buid up--the meticulous building up of Zuko and Katara's releationship, as well as the establishment of the fact that they both had lost their mothers...and then...WHAM...Kataang.

Felt like I was watching W.I.T.C.H. again. Hmmmm...How is that going now anyways?

So here's the general observation: college sucks.

Yes, yes, I've been away for an amazing 15 weeks, through no fault of my own, since there seems to be some breed of disease on my campus that caused my cell phone, laptop and brain to self destruct in about a month...

But I have learnt some stuff in my first semester:

1) Lesbians are dangerous when provoked.

2) Any man/women who keeps their high school/long distance relationship going deserves an award.

3) Men are liars, dogs, and generally very fanfictiony....

4) I am not as big a nerd as I thought

5) People make a lot of noise when they're having sex...

We'll see what semester two holds for me.

Author: Seniya
Title: Subtle Differences
Word Count: 1, 792
Rating: PG-13
Summary: Back to angst. Alas. Just a little one shot that drifts between Katara and Zuko being typical Katara and Zuko and fighting each other and Katara and Zuko being strange AU characters. And that’s honestly the best description that I could muster up.
Author's Notes: I decided to write this when I read the argument between the “canon is awesome” fans and the “screw canon” peoples. Lookie, you guys inspired me.

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Just spamming tonight. But a while ago I said that I'd make this into a fanfiction journal. And now I've done it. It was a lot harder than you think.

I'll still post my useless crap, but I started losing my fics so they're safer here--right LJ?

Hmmmmm....

You probably won't want to read this stuff. You don't have to, no worries.

And yes, the layout will be fixed ASAP.

Author: Seniya
Title: Shouldn't This Be Easy?
Couple: Katie Bell x Oliver Wood
Book: Harry Potter
Rating: PG
Summary: Oliver seriously offends a young Katie, thus ending their childhood relationship. Now that she's going into Hogwarts he wants to make up for it. But will she make it easy for him?

( Oliver x Katie Smuff )

Well after a long glance at my student loans, I am now po'. Not poor, I can't afford "or" so just "po". I need to get out of my looming 30,000 dollar debt. So I've decided to shelve class and pride and write trashy romance novels. Oh Avalon, you haven't met anyone like me before.

Sad that this is what it's come to...but it's the easiest way I can think of to get paid.

But Avalon really does seem to want your soul, they even have "writer's guidelines". Like, and I'll bold the interesting parts:

AVALON HISTORICAL ROMANCES
We accept outlines and the first three chapters for historical romances of every genre. The manuscripts should be between 50,000 to 60,000 words. Time period and setting are the author’s preference. Period, place and cultural events are vital to creating an historical feel. The historical romances will maintain the high level of reading expected by our readers. The books shall be wholesome fiction, without graphic sex, violence or strong language.

I guess this is for contemporaries.

HEROINES:
Every AVALON heroine should be an independent young woman with an interesting profession or career. She is equal to the stresses of today’s world and can take care of herself, yet she remains feminine and loyal to traditional values; when he comes along, the man she loves will take priority in her life, just as she will take priority in his.

HEROES:
AVALON heroes should be warm, likable, realistic, sympathetic, understanding men who treat the heroine as an equal, with respect for her intelligence and individuality, and with courtesy. The rude, overbearing, patronizing, egotistical, brooding, macho men and Heathcliff types are not welcome in AVALON romances; they make very poor models for husbands—and men—in today’s world.

BOOOO!!!! I mean bad enough no graphic sex. They mean rape right? Well this is terrible. What's a love story without rape? Heathcliff is the smex. They want your soul and creativity. I can't do it. I'll seek out pocket books now.

Well, I'm reading Harry Potter like the rest of my nerdy gathering. But being a pervert here is my favorite line so far:

“It’s no wonder I can’t get it out, Hermione, you packed my old jeans, they’re tight.”

Bwhahahahaha. Gotta love JK.

I am graduating tomorrow, after a remarkable two month delay! Wow.

But have you ever seen those cheap basketball vests made out of this kind of shiny polyester material? Well, yeah, they made our robes out of that, and depending on the camera and the flash and stuff you can see right through them.

Luckily I seldom ever care about these things, but some other girl cussed out the teacher and told her that she stole the money, see, for we paid 40 dollars each for these robes that look like they came from the 99 cent store reject pile.

There's more, there's always more. But I don't care, if I care, I'll get angry. Besides I just wanted a Black Friday post.

Bored as hell, I ventured onto blogthings to attempt to discover why my last boyfriend left me through internet quizzes. Go fig, the entire system has it out to get me!

You Don't Have a Boyfriend Because You are Too Shy

When a guy gets to know you, he finds a great catch Problem is... you're too shy for most guys to get to know. From meeting someone to dating, you usually have your guard up. And while you're just holding back, it makes you seem like you've got something to hide.

So of course that's a dirty lie so I took the socially anxious one...

Your Social Anxiety Level: 80%

You have high social anxiety. You have a pretty serious social phobia, and it effects your life more than you may realize. It's possible that you've made yourself comfortable by avoiding situations you dread. But don't be fooled - you still probably need professional help.

Professional help?

Screw that I went off to see the important things, like if I'm more like Angelina Jolie or Jennifer whats-her-name.

You Are More Like Angelina Jolie

Bad girl with a heart of gold. You are smart, sexy, and strong willed. You aren't against stealing another girl's man... If he's better off with you!

All in all, despite being told I was a psychopath with commitment issues, I left the site feeling remarkably pleased. I truly am a product of this generation.

Here, I'll cheer you guys up. I found this forum of fanfiction.net dedicated to really bad stories. And here are some of the worst sex scenes that the web has to offer:

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"mmm i want to " he said a bit louder then her as he places his hand at the top of her jeans up past her belly botton it reached her boobs he slid his hand over her B cup boobs she could feel him getting hard , She was so nerves he slipped his hand around her to the back of her bra and unclipped it she quickley grabbed her boobs to stop them from falling out of her bra and being exposed

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"Oh, Draco, touch me, hold me. God damn it, FUCK ME!!" She yelled. Draco thrusted his huge cock into her and started pounding her. she moaned with plesure. POUND! POUND! THRUST! THRUST!

"OOO, Draco, harder, harder!" He pounded her harder. "OOO, Draco.... I'm gonna CUM!" She cummed on his dick. Then, he licked up her juices, and swallowed them. She wasdelicios."

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Memorizing every curve, finding all of her horny spots all over again.

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David asked them are you having fun and then they all went back to the hotel, Darlene went in and took a shower and so did David. Darlene was in and out then David was in and out so they both got into bed and they started having (SEX) and on their door they put a (DO NOT DISTURB SIGN) on the outside of their room and Roseanne was a room right in front of them. Roseanne unlocked her other door and knocked and she kept on knocking for about 10 minutes until David and Darlene put their robes on and answered the door she was knocking, they both stared right at Roseanne and they said “HELLO” Roseanne, Darlene’s like “PLEASE LEAVE US ALONE” for now. Roseanne said to Dan I bet I know what David and Darlene are up to their having “SEX”.

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The masked man stared at ger body and put his hand on her breast. she turned away but, he held her pussy on the other hand and squeezed it."ahhhhh!!! what are you doing to me?" said unconcious miley. "ohhh sexy babe i love your big juicy boobs, i wanna try some of it,"he said "please no, "miley pleaded. "too late', he said. Before he could do that, the leader saw what he was doing. he was staring at mileys breasts. "s"hurry, and bring her too, we'll rape her and strip her in front of everyone", he said. Instead of putting rope on mileys hands, he put his arm uner her legs and lifted it up. Miley screamed.

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All right, I'll keep the rest for my own amusement.

Well, it's time for my essential moan about my writing post. I don't think that I'm a bad writer, I just worry that I'm not as good as I could be. Should be.

I read things that I wrote when I was 16 and 17 and they were really, pretty good and I read things that I wrote when I was 18 and it's like -- blah.

Maybe I need a break. Maybe I need to go back to writing suffering and angst. That's probably it.

Well, I guess that most people must have heard about LJ going all big brother on us and deleting the journals and communities that portray pedophilia and incest and such. Well, I just got to thinking, if fanfiction.net decided to follow this...we'd all be deleted right?

I don't think that they'd take to well to snakes and rebel leaders (Dani)...not to mention evil seemingly ageless princes seducing pre-teen girls... Maybe I should reform. Go straight, write decent fics without sex...

Or move to fichaven. Either way...

Um...my grand mother just died. It's about six right now, she died at five today. I'm having one of those delayed reactions but my mother is going insane...blah...death isn't so pretty in real life I guess, without the pretty words.

I saw her last night in my dreams, but I didn't recognize her. She was kissing me and hugging me, and she died with stomach cancer and I've been having stomach pains for the past few days. I'm used to things like this...just never so close.

Just thought I'd get it off my chest, I don't really have anyone to talk to about this since my friends are all at school still...

Thanks for reading.

Sometimes I worry myself. Like tonght, we had a school dance or some such, and when it was over, there was an afterparty (???) so some of my friends decided since it was this once girl's birthday that we should all go to this club to celebrate.

Now the way this was said I assumed that it would just be us (students) at the afterparty, but when I get there, no no no. It was horible. All of tese loud touchy feely guys had simply crowded the place...I hate crowds, and loud music, so I don't even know what possessed me to go in the first place.

What made me leave was when I was standing up near the dance floor and this one guy came and asked me essentially if I wnted marijuana. Then one of my friends took it when I refused and started smoking it...and everyone there seemed to be smoking something...

I've always attracted the worst people. I have no idea why. I'm a very quiet person usually and all my life my friends have been the evil bunch. Eh, maaybe I'll learn my lesson and find some new friends.

Or just stick with my a bit less...eventful, but definitely more interesting world of fanfiction.

As for now I'm spleepy so...night night.

This is kinda funny, my neighbor owns this fancy smancy boutique that sells over priced clothes. And today I was wandering around and she asked me to come work there when school let out.

I don't know why she would think that I could sell clothes, I mean, I've been wearing the same pair of jeans for years now, but if she wants to give me money for telling people the basics (everything goes with black, noone looks good in orange)then I say thank God, mama needs a new I-pod.

Anyway, I'm moving back home this summer, if summer ever comes, going back to Barbados, and then to college, whichever comes first. Bye-bye Maine, good riddance.

Okay not to be weird--all right maybe a litte. But there is this old woman who lives across the street from me, and I swear that this woman has vodoo on her or something.

Her son's a dog, he still lives at home, (about 40) doesn't work, has impregnated several women and then disowned their kids, but a few weeks ago, one of his baby's mommas came at the house and started yelling at him and calling him names.

And then the old woman came outside, waved around her bible book and then prayed. The woman eventually went away, but, oh oh, a few days later she fell and broke her hand.

Then, just laat week, another man came at the house to cuss out her son, and again she came outside and waved about her bible and prayed. And just yesterday morning this said guy was riding his motorcyle, got hit by a truck, broke his neck and then died.

Freaking ne?

I have this friend, she's black. And basically today we were talking after school and this girl from our school brought her little sister into the building.

And she started freaking out, about how cute she is etc. So I was like, if I ever have kids then I have to remember to keep them far from you.

And she goes, "well, your children will be chinese so then there's no way that I'll be near them."

I was pissed, but I couldn't think of anything to say. Should I even be bothered? Ah, random rant, just needed to get that off my chest.

I comb my hair once...every...couple of days...I dunno. Yeah, I'm lazy like that. So since I have some class photos coming up, I decided to start combing this thing and wouldn't you know it? My hair revolts on me.

I now have the worst hair in the history of bad hair. I tend to use my web camera as a mirror...I don't know where I picked that up from but whatever, I took some pics...if you're bored.

( the right spot :) )

I hate people. Not you guys--just random people, teachers mostly. Today I was sadly reminded of the fact that regardless of how hard you try it will never be good enough.

I don't feel like ranting, just a little word of advice. People suck.