So I've officially just finished posting Shades to FP. It's all over and done with.

feels kinda weird actually. And now my brain, while still spazzing over my little Sean/Joel spin off, is also coming up with ideas for a spin off from Shades. Is one rabid plotbunny not enough? Apparently not.

So I started this offshoot story from Leave it all Behind because there were things I wanted to do with charcters I wanted to explore that I just didn't have time for in that story.

For one I really wanted to explore Joel more, because I kinda fell in love with him a lil bit, I don't know why, he's just fun to write. Sean as well, wjo I introduced really early on, in the alley scene with Paul and Gabe? Anyone remember it lol. With Raver to dog.

Thing is, I'd onned for Sean and gabe to get together, when I first started writing; Sean was going to be the understanding one who helped Gabe through everything and Dimitri, was supposed to be the supportive best friend who'd stand up for both of them lol

I don't know how or why, but it kinda went pear shaped and I started to just adore Dimitri, and he and Gabe just fit so well. See, when I write I don't follow plans really, the stories just kinda write themselves. My character grow minds of their own, and like wiht Dimitri and Gabe, they do things that were not originally planned.

Either way Sean was there for a while, I tried to keep him involved, but then one thing after another. One character after another and I just lost sight of him. Which I hated because Sean was great. I loved him and I had big plans for that boy lol.

So here I am writing a spin off to satisfy my muses.

I haven't got a clue where I'm going with it and I don't really care hehe. I just want to explore. Which is just how I started Shades. I got an idea that wouldn't stop bugging me and I went with it. And look how that turned out. I finished that bloody story faster before I finished LiaB.

Yeah, anyway. I'll be posting all my stories on here when I get the time and I'll be finishing off chapter one of the spin off... So you can all let me know what you think =P

SO I've actually got some of the stuff on my to do list done today.

Well, like.. one thing.

But it's a start right. An either way, I'm getting a new car! Yay for me. My old Peugeot 205 is going to be replaces by a 16V LX Escort 5dr hatchback. I'm actually quite excited lol. Can't have it til the seller gets her new car though, but I'm still excited. So yeah, well impressed.

I'm currently being attacked by the dog's new squeaky toy, I believe the dog may be behind this, ramming me with it seems to be her favourite pastime atm.

Long long long day at work though, I had like, four hours sleep and popped more caffeine tablets when I rolled out of bed this morning than should be legal and was pretty... special first thing, but by the end of it I'd well and truly crashed. I'm now curled in the lounge and still haven't been able to do any more to my new plotbunny of choice. The Sean x Joel thing that I was constantly thinking about. I had so many ideas this morning and all I wanted to do was work on it.

I'll get around to it perhaps later, or tomorrow after work. Just got one more day, then two days off and then back to Uni to start the whole process all voer again.

I really need to start work on my assignments though and get some of that work done. I wantwantwant to do some more to my new bunny, and yet I know I should really be concentrating on the whole, Uni assignments thing that are due in in two weeks. I left the last lot until the last minute and consequently got a big ole stinking E on one of them

Guh.

I'm off now, I'm going to be really cool and watch a repeat of last week's Dancing on Ice.

Get me xD
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I'm totally resurrecting this thing so I have somewhere to bitch and whine and splurge my plotbunnies. No one reads this, so I'm totally fine with that lol

Too tired to do much atm, because work beckons in... less than five hours and I should really be asleep. Wired though. I was going to start work on my new side story, a branch off of Leave it all Behind, just because I fell in love with Sean and couldn't do anythign with him, and I am totally Joel's btich so yeah. totally starting work on that.

I lie. I did start on it at Uni this morning before my lecture, but I had to curt myself off because I got rudely interrupted lol. Nah my friend made it in early and I don't tell her about what I'm writing cause she's a teensy bit homophobic and it's just not worth the fallout lol

So yeah, I've got a whol three pages done. Get me.

Already in love with the idea. Better not turn out to be a total bitch like LiaB was though. Gah. Dimitri and Gabriel were just mean. It took me forever to finsh that monster. But it's done, just needs tweaking before posting.

So chuffed with myself for finshing Shades and Leave it all Behind in the space of like... a week. Just get them all posted on Fictionpress and that'll be that.

Once I've got time, after ticking off everything on my mile long to do list, I'll get around to posting them on here as well, so I don't have to rely on FP.com to keep them safe. I generally tweak and mess around with the chapter before posting them, so the final versions that I'm at least semi-happy with are on there, and not on my hard drive, which, yes, is stupid, because if something happens to my account. I'm fucked.

I'm so adding that to my to do list when I'm done. Guh, it's already stretching of into the distance, and then there's the whole, social life thing, work thing, uni thing.

Right. I'm really going to stop rambling though now, becuase sleep? Is my friend.

Plus. The work thing.

Don't want to go =/

Guh. Bed time for mee.

Oh my good lord I'll be glad to get this week over with... even though it is my birthday (on a side note: YAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAY I'm 18 lol.)

Anyway... yeah, we'll start with my... mental weekend:

Well it al sort of went wrong friday when my friend got cornered and had someone get in her face royally about shit that has nothing to do with her, so much so that my friend (who is a rather tough nut) ended up crying in the toilet. HUGE drama surrounding it, with people walking away and other people shouting and making intimidating phone calls to people not even involved. Bah it's all bollocks and if the person responsible is reading this, grow the fuck up you ego-centric headcase.

Friday night, after calming shit down and hugging crying people and ranting more than a little, I took myself all the way over to Norton for a birthday party... a 16th party but still... it was a pub, so i got to drink. A lot. So I amble off to a party, even though the only person I'm going to know id the person I'm going with. Hehe

Well it was shit, to be quite honest, (sorry if you're reading this Tink, but it was) All the little 15/16 year olds were prancing about completely bladdered and the poor landlord had to keep confiscating booze... as a result of one of the little turds kicking a door in and breaking shit up, we all got thrown out of the pub and had the doors locked, even though some of us (namely me! and my friend lol) were buying shit legally (sort of) over the bar. So then we do a bit of hanging around listening to all the drunk 15 year olds complaining about how unfair it was. Then we head off and do some roaming...

The rest of the night was... nothing lol.

So on to Saturday... and after the night at the pub I had to be up at 8 to go off to Newman College's open day, on the way to which my dad get's lost *sigh* and then I sit through some talks on finance and teaching degrees and such and then bugger off back home, because quite frankly by then I was just ready to go back to bed.

Despite my need for bed... I head off into Birmingham that night for a party at my friends... who i do miss terribly, and I meet her other half who is one of the sweetest guys alive, all this after *running* from the stop to her house and nearly ending up in the canal.

Only to leave after 40 minutes due to a crisis and get a cab back from Hockley, (if you don't know where that is, please leave it that way, you don't want to go there) back to Colmore row for the bus back. During the ride we were grilled by the pyscho crazy cab driver that got all offended that we weren't cabbing it all the way back and consequently I ran from him, throwing the fiver in his face. With my two friends cackling all the way behind me.

On getting to the bus stop we of course stand next to the one crazy bum around, who just keeps gargling and growling at us, and staring, his staring eventually got the ghetto princess stood on the other side of the stop and she started getting in his face and causing a massive scene, so much so that her boyfriend had to pull her back and drage her down the road while she screamed at the poor crazy bum who just gargled in confused response.

Then me and my two friends headed back to one of their's house and ate pizza and had a rave.

Sunday I sort of groaned and wandered around the house wondering why in the hell so much had to happen in one weekend.

Come Monday and I wanted to die still, but I had recovered a little so it was, feeling better, that I headed out for my Birthday meal that night and got balloons!

My birthday on the other hand was altogether great! I got to spend the entire day with my friends in the pub drinking yummy Koppaberg (dunno if I spelled it right) and eating yummy nachos, even though they were expensive.

Plus I got presents and got to see people. And money. And another balloon.

Thrown into all that the fact that my Uncle's had a heart attack and is gonna have to have heart surgery, the scary crazy man in the pub trying to pull me and my friend (sorry Kel if you're reading this) and the mad mad mad dancing on various public seats and oddments.

All in all my weekend/start of the week was fucked up, but in a good/crazy way and I don't think I'd have changed it if I could... well I probably would have stayed at the party to see the chicken get ruined. Sorry Andy lol.

So yeah, now I'm shattered and I have college tomorrow and I do not want to go now.

Well, I'm off now to try and get an earlier night that usual and catch up on the sleep that I haven't had the last three days.

Just cause I feel like a zombie at the moment, just figured I'd let you all know that. That's really all the enrty's about, cause I have no other reason that actually serves to justify any of this typing. So I'll stop in like... a minute, cause I want my bed, really bad.

I'm shattered, which is odd, cause I have done very little, it being my day off and all =P

So yeah, bed time for Davie (who btw is 18 in less than a week now) =D

As a sidenote: Still not found the MP3 player, I'm losing hope.

Yeah I just thought I'd knock out an entry for no reason really other than to apologise for the last one I posted on here 'cause it was so full of moaning and bitching I read it through and was half tempted to just delete the bitch.

I was so angry that night, lol I was just pissed at the world, and I still am pissed at some of the world, but I'm all chilled now, with the prospect of at least two parties this week and then my eighteenth in nearly a week.

Seriously, come Sunday I'll be too hungover to be pissed at anything except my liver, which I foresee, not liking me by Christmas. Hehe.

Nothing much to say really, except, yeah, anyone who did read my little bitch-fest down there, I'm really not that openly whiny and depressed all the time I swear. So I'm going to bed, I know, it's early for me, but seriously I'm knackered, I've been laying carpet all day, thick carpet, on stairs. My knees hurt lol.

So yeah, I'm out, I'll probly post again in the week, just before the land of drunken tomfoolery claims me, which, I bet it will, I'm *so* going to end up in a bush somewhere that isn't Stourbridge, like, Liverpool.

In other news, my MP3 player is still AWOL, I've resorted to carting around my ghetto CD player, which, I must add, gets through batteries like nothing on earth.

Really... I just want to hit something tonight, nothing has gone right, and that's not right, especially seeing as it was my day off and I should have had a ncie long lie in and then just a day of doing fuck all.

Not the argument-fest it turned out to be. I swear my parents get more and more stubborn and arsey by the day. Really, I'm at the actual breaking point, I just want to slap one of them, or both of them. And then maybe my useless little brother.

Seriously, anyone who doesn't want to read a ranty rant then skip this whole entry, cause I'm just in the mood to bitch and whine.

I'm absolutely sick of everything at the moment, and I was in a good mood when I got up, fancy that. Even though I was up at half eight on a day that I could have spent all day in bed, no, I was up early, because my wonderful father was convinced the man coming to fix the sky was coming today... apparently, he's not coming at all because my wonderful father hasn't actually made the appointment with him. He just assumed. So thanks to his faulty assumptions, I had to get up after like... five hours sleep.

Nonetheless I was in a good mood, that was until my mother got back from her morning shift and decided to throw a massive fit about her sister and phone my nan for a good rant, then have a nice angry shout at me, an innocent party, then make me feel bad - like feellikeuttershitbad.

And then as soon as my father got back, well of course then it's time for the customary slanging match, but to listen to them, they don't argue, ever. Oh no, perish the thought.

I'm actually typing really hard now.

So my older brother dragged himself out to the pub to get away from this place, and I'm left to make sure my little brother doesn't burn anything down while mother goes off to the night shift, and father takes older brother to the pub.

And as such the housework falls to me, the only one left in the house who has the ability to *see* the tidying up that needs doing, apparently.

And now mother's back from the night shift and having another huge argument, delightfully throwing in my current unemployment as one of her reasons for this lovely mood she's in.

How do I know? Especially with me being in the attic, and her being in the dining room? Well it might just be the screaming.

Or I could have grown superpowers. That would, actually, make up for the way this week is going.

Because if I have to hear one more condescending, patronising, stupid word out of my friends, *cough* 'friend's mouth, then I swear I'm going to hit her. Hard.
Because quite frankly I no longer have time for certain people. I've had enough of all the bitching, backstabbing, elitism and general petty schoolgirl behaviour happening around me, I happen to have other friends who are better... Much better.

And to top it all off I've lost my MP3 player, my timetable for college, and my ability to control my temper. Plus just to top everything off nicely I've developed a crush on a girl at college that, I must say is absolutely gorgeous, and I'm now all to aware of the fact that I'm not. So that's not helped at all, because now I have an inferiority complex just to make life that little bit better.

All is not well this week. Not well at all. So I apologise to anyone who's actually just read all of that and now feels like shooting me just to shut me up about my pathetic life. Sorry.

I'm off no don't worry, I may feel beter tomorrow, I may just post a suicide note and have done with lol.

Seriously, I'm in a really bad mood. If you hadn't guessed.

On the up side though, I've updated two stories on FP.com, and written quite a bit tonight, must be all teh anger in me at the moment lol cause most of what I've written is an argument.

I may have to go and check it through when I cool off, because probably very little of it makes sense.

Bah, first day back and my god did I wish I'd stayed in bed. I mean really.

Ok so I got the bus in for 9 and was one of like.. three college kids (usually there's like... a bus full of us) the others being two first years who just stared. I mean *just* stared.

Got there to find out I wasn't in tutorial til half ten. Peachy. No, really, especially considering everyone else I knew apparently already knew this and hadn't come in. So I was left to wander aimlessly and finally take refuge int he Library for an hour on the swish new computers trying to get rid of my writer's block. It actually worked quite well thinking about it. Heh.

Back to my rant though.

Half an hour we spent in tutorial, getting my shitty timetable sorted. Finishing at half four every day. It;s blasphemy, and *and* I only get one lie in a week, though granted it's a Friday and we *do* get Tuesdays off so... yeah.

Come eleven o clock me and my friend discover our next lesson is three o clock. Yes, that would four hours, four fucking hours we hung around. I could quite happily have gone back to bed. Four hours wait, for an hour and a half of Philosophy, which ended, in case you were wondering, with a post-it note stuck to my head.

A post-it note that said George Bush.

So yeah, first day back at college and I never ever want to set foot on campus again especially with all the scary new first years milling around looking all lost and well... being taller than me. Which frankly isn't on. Ever. They should all, by rights, be shorter than me. *nods*

I spent nearly two hours saying so this afternoon, much to the amusement of certain friends who didn't even have the courtesy to join me in my ranting, and just sat there laughing at me and thwacking me with a poster of scantily clad women.

Bah.

But, I spose at least I get to stay in bed tomorrow, perhaps all day, not sure yet lol. Definitely planning on some sleep happening, despite the fact I've only just finished an eight week break. Har.

Then come tomorrow evening I've got a mission into Brum to see Ross Noble at the Hippodrome with... well, people. Hehe.

But I think really thats all my ranting for tonight, even though I could continue on with another rant aimed directly at the level of stupidity displayed by some people, some very specific people. Some people I would rather like to bitch slap into non-existance.

Right I'm done, before I get going again.

I'm on *such* the Firefly trip... seriously, I spent most of yesterday camped in front of the TV watching the series, all I got to say is that FOX were stoopid.

Very fucking stoopid.

Bah.

But Har! Here I am counselling someone, so I figured, you know what, I'll go randomly type shit in my LJ while I wait for the page long diatribe I can just *feel* coming... I mean, she's been typing for a long time... and then I'm gonna have to go ahead and give good advice. Which I can't manage when I'm actually properly awake and concentrating on the conversation. I'm sorry but I'm just a tad sick of the whole saga.

Bah! Bah! Bah!!

Really, I am so not going into it cause anyone actually reading this, will have their head implode at the sheer.... fuckedupness of the people I know. I mean, my head comes close sometimes... and these are the people I call FRIENDS! BAH!!

Lol I'm a bit tetchy... Wonder if you can tell, my ohsowonderful usual temperament has just gone out the window. Well if I was next to a window it would have gone out the window, seeing as I'm sat in a room with no windows.. then well, it went under the door and then out the window, which I think is still open, at least it should be and oh my god I'm talking too much about the window and my ohsonotthere good temperament.

I'll stop about that now, I have to get used it. Damnit Dav get yourself together *shakes self* lol I'll have to cope when I get back to college, and I'll have to cope face to face with people...

If you see a murder spree happening in Halesowen on the news... just y'know... ignore it. It'll just be me hacking so-called friends into small tiny itty bitty pieces and cackling over their bloodstained and still twitching corpses.

Don't get me wrong I'm a good friend, to people who take the time to actually earn the title. So fuck YOU! You know who you are. You know *exactly who you are. Actually there are a couple of you. Just wait. *cackle*

Ok so my good temperament has sort of mutated a lil bit, cause I'm sure laughter means I'm in a good mood, but I'm not sure it should be this... hysterical/maniacal/coupled with steepled fingers and the urge to stroke a big white fluffy cat.

I now want a cat.

*runs off to fetch rats instead*

A poor substitue, but still cuddly, if they sit still for long enough lol.

Gah I'm just going before I keep talking shit. I'm being hailed through the magic of MSN and I think I should tell certain people to FUCK OFF AND STOP NUDGING ME IT MAKES A GOD AWFUL NOISE AND I NOW WANT TO KILL YOU HARD!

*deeeeeeeeeeeeeeeep breath*

That was cleansing.

Gots me a new computer! Get *in* I'm so very excited about it I'm actually just cackling with glee as I type this on my shiny new keyboard.

Well actually it's not shiny, it's black. But you get the idea.

With all sorts od spanking new stuff like Vista and 160GB memory... I'm actually like a small child let loose in some sort of confectionary heaven0like place.

Yeah and my vocabulary is all gone awry as well so I'll just laugh a lot and keep typing shit cause I really really really like how my fingers make the clunky sounds on th new keys. Really, I'm going to keep grinning for weeks.

I finally canned the old piece of shit computer!

*dances*

I'm off to play and upload all my files *cringe* It's gonna take a while. Bah. I don't care. I'll stroke my lovely new LCD screen while it works away for meeee hehehe =P

It's got to be said, I love the show :P

Not a long or even particularly intellectual post, but I thought I'd let you all know that I'm sat watching the whole first series, and I'm loving it.

So yeah... that's it form me, I'm going back to being embroiled in Lister & co.

Ok so I've got a week to go til college starts again and certain people choose *now* to tell me I should have been working on my Art History coursework >.<

Oh my lord I'm supposed to have spent all summer filling up my Log Book and doing research. Gah, I've now got one week. ONE.

I'm fucked.

My one redeeming thing is that I ought two books on the Pre-Raphelites from some Antique shop in Machynlleth, so somehow I'm going to have to make up a shit load of notes and such before I start back at college. Dammit.

And I thought I was going to be able to relax for the last week. I probably will knowing me, With my track record I'll end up leaving it all til the night before then imploding.

Ugh I'm doing some serious pouting, especially seeing as I know certain other people are currently working on theirs and have been since we broke up. Honestly, thats a whole summer of work I've go to compete with. Hmph.

Can I not just turn back time? Please, can I fly 'round the world like Superman, only not in the fetching tights and bright red pants?

Didn't think so, ah well, thats my lil rant about college-work-that-should-have-been-done. I'm off to pout some more, and to hope to god Christina never ever finds this.

i *so* want my bed right about now. But. BUT. I finished painting my room. *and* re-enrolled. get IN.

And on top of all that I was dubbed Agony Aunt for the night, lol not only was I counseling one friend about a recent tough break up and her recent sink into depression,but another one at the same time, about losing trust in people. Really... I was like... someone qualified lol.

I'm so so so tired now, and I know my bed is all made and nice and clean and ready for me to collapse into it. Why oh why did my friends pick tonight to have breakdowns?

Couldn't they wait another day or two? =P

There is, just by way of filling time between two very dramatic conversations, nothing on TV at this time. Absolutely fuck all. I'm actually losing the will to live, I started this post at half eleven... it's now 2:30...Now I'm shattered and I'm gonna go to bed.

Finally. *sigh* I can actually hear the pillows singing to me. Ok I'm exaggerating, but you get the point. I'm off.

Ugh I did, I made such a mess, all this painting shizz...why oh why did I decide i needed to revamp my room.

Bah.

I got it everywhere. Seriously. It was on my *nose*

It was still there when I went to the shop to buy white spirit and a bottle of cheap whiskey to drown my sorrows in.

My mother has yet to see the whole... 'bomb-of-paint-exploded-everywhere' thing happening... I'm sure she'll love it.

Snerk.

Ugh college re-enrollment tomorrow, i think, lol I have a feeling I was meant to be in two days ago... Ah well, it's my tutors fault... all her fault. *cough*

Right, that's it for now, I'm gonna go and try and uncover my bed... which has paint on it, and get some sleep. Lord knows I need it hehe

M'off to the land of bed now, gotta be up early to make a start on the whole redecorating thing happening, I *so* need to get it done soon before I lose the paint, or the balls, both of which I need to do it =P

Had to stay up and watch Skins though, even though I saw them all on E4... whenever they were to start with. I now *want* series 2, really. Hehe I think it's due out sometime in January, which frankly channel 4, is not god enough. Hmph.

Lol my mini-rant about that, and by mini I mean *mini*. At least compared to my usual rants. Hang around long enough and you'll see. =P

So yeah. Bed. Tiredness. Painting. Whimper.

(I am going to make *such* a mess, seriously. MESS)

... well there we go, m'all interviewed out now. Good god I don't think I've smiled for that long before in my life, just... constant smiling and bullshitting. If that doesn't get me the job then seriously I give up. Imade up some damn good stories dammit, and all on the spot too. I should get an award lol =P

I thought the lovely Mr Francis was gonna call me on some of my shit, but my lovely big smile won him over. Now all it needs, is for lovely Mr Francis to recommend moi for the job.

Really I've had to resort to selling shit on eBay I'm that hard up atm hehe. Ah well, if anyone sees my stuff on eBay, BUY IT! It's for a good cause XD Me. XD

Right now though I'm trying to cope with my little brother and his little friend (read: hellion) running round shouting abuse. I'm thiiis close to a murder spree. Seriously. If two 12 year olds constitutes a spree.

I think it does.

Bah, well I'm off to do more writing, seeing as I still have both my muses completely intact and I do not want to spoil it. I'm on a rolll bay-bee >.< lol =D

...It's only been over a year since I posted anything in this *cough* Lazy? Me? Never in a million years =P

Oh man, how fast has summer gone this time around? It's re-enrollment on Thursday, when did that happen? Though to be honest I'm not even sure whether I want to go back to college... Too much shit going on if you ask me, I got no problem with the lessons, just the people. The many many people that I personally have no time for, especially when they act like complete fucktards.

Then again if I didn't go back to the land of college I'd have to spend more time around certain family members that make life *so* much harder. Lol listen to me whining... Once I'm back in the swing of timetables and the like I'll shut up and start spazzing about assignments.

Bah, job interview for Tescos tomorrow, and I swear if I don't get a job soon I will end up on a killing spree. There's good money in murder...


... Or so I've heard =P

I'm gonna stop waffling for a bit now, I'm a few pages into a re-write of one of my older projects and my muses have *not* run off yet, so I'll grab them and do as much as possible while I can lol.

I might well post some up on here when I've got some more done =D

I'm off. Wish me luck.

So... tired...

Late up again this morning despite having *counts* 3 alarms set and a wake up call! I'm a freak... Blegh not even the godliness of the Quo can wake me up at the moment.

I'm just posting this little snippet so you can all know just how crappy i am at posting hehehe

And lord if i hear one more word about the prom theres going to be mass murder comitted. Bleieve me. I'm not even going and I'm already sick of it. *pout*

I'm off in search of coffee.... so there you go my poitless litte post. *lovez*

raven
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Well I've finally got myself on livejournal *tumbleweeds* Ok so no one really cares about that.

What with no more school I thought I'd best find something to do with my time apart from sitting around the house practising my reclusive wanker-ness =P

I'm gonna have to post a longer post later on though cause yeah I'm running out of steam already.

I must be going because I have a feeling something is burning. Bollocks.

*lovez*

'raven
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