Versatile Blogger

well, hallo my babes,

Cinn- i'm sorry i worried you, i'll try to warn you guys first before a hiatus like that. i was just sucking so bad and hating myself for it, i felt ashamed. hence the adoption of a plan. i'm doing well as of now.

Tiffany Tilly- I thank you for the award (duh). thanks so much and hopefully you'll know more about me after this post.

Ayla- OMG, i've inspired someone... that's crazy. well anywho, ignore my mistiyed-ness and i wish you luck in running the weekends away. also, treats are the only way i've found that keeps my vicious binge monster away.

kk, just a few housekeeping issues, i'm down to 261.8 as of 4:30 pm today. which is super good. i'm happy. also i have the Versatile Blogger award from Tilly (that's your nickname from now on, k, i like it :P). so here that is:

The Rules:

1. Thank the person who loved you enough to bestow this gift
2. Share seven things about yourself.
3. Bestow this honor onto 10 newly discovered or followed bloggers– in no particular order– who are fantastic in some way.
4. Drop by and let your ten new friends know you admire them.

ver·sa·tile
adj.

1. Capable of doing many things competently.
2. Having varied uses or serving many functions.
3. Variable or inconstant; changeable.
4. Biology Capable of moving freely in all directions, as the antenna of an insect, the toe of an owl, or the loosely attached another of a flower.

7 Thing:

1)since the age of 9 i've basically pretended that someone was filming me every second of every day. i rehearse scripts in my mind, i say dramatic, theatrical things. i play a role. it was a way to escape my real life which was...is...pretty ho-hum. i like it and enjoy to create situations where i get to voice my own opinions rather that drone on the endless prattle of others.
2) I LIKE ADJECTIVES...A LOT
3)i wish i could speak in Shakespearean era talk forever. it was graceful and pretty. even their insults has finesse. it was beauty.
4)when i was in 3-5 grades i was OBSESSED with ancient greek mythology and legend. and because i refused to be christian i basically "worshiped" Artimis/Diana (depending on who you follow). i didn't, like, spill the blood of a chicken or anything but i hung out at night, lit candles and told my secrets to the moon.
5) i still like to aknowledge the moon with a little nod every time i see it; dunno why, i just like the thought of some uber-fem up there watching me. it makes me feel safe.
6)when i sing something i make up myself, i cry. i can't help it. i just cry. it's like a release.
7)i look down upon the girls who are unpopular but still refuse to accept it and just come crawling back for more beatings. there are several of these types at my school and each has their own sob story behind why they are the way they are but i just couldn't care. why would one knowingly inflict that kind of social degrdation on oneself? is it some twisted form of self-multilation? i just don't understand.

10 people:
- Andromeda
- Sophia
- Bella
- Obscurity (she's in german so get you translator ready)
- AnnaMaria
- VictoriaCrimson
- Clytie
- Thin_Envy
- Isobel
- STFUSarah

Anon: Bella is at http://bwbw.blogspot.com/