hi!

if you've stumbled on this page, you probably know me from somewhere.

I'm elphaba on TGS, littledreamer_ on TDM, warandpeace on TDA, war and peace on SAYS, and 'dilEMMA or littledreamer_ most other places. <3  I've also been various characters on PW, including Harriet Brunswick and Justin Emmerson, and various characters on OMA, including Harriet again and Emily-Jane Cummings.

There'll be posts here that are friends-only, so if you want to be friended, just comment and remind me where I know you from, yeah? ^___________^

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Title: No Second Prize.
Rating: M (Sensitive Issue/Theme, Strong Violence)
Summary: Cadmus Peverell was never first in anything. He was not the first to be born. He was not the first to die. And in life, there's no second prize.

( her name meant life, so it was ironic when she died so young... )

 So, I'm posting this here because the queue on HPFF is long and I need this piece for something.  So, without further ado...

Title: At the Edge of Insanity
Rating: M (Sensitive Issue/Theme, Strong Violence)
Summary: The pain would always be there, and her eyes would always be boring into him, trying to find the answers he didn't have.  
The torture of the Longbottoms.

( He didn't know anything... )

 Okay, so we had this G&T arvo at school today.  Usually, they're ridiculously pointless and the only reason we bother to turn up is because we miss two classes.  Today, however, I actually learnt something.  Well, learn is a strong word--I actually came away from it having discovered something about myself and having an objective.   I'm terrified of rejection and being judged, and the whole afternoon was about taking risks.  So my risk?  To be myself and stop lying and/or convincing myself that I agree with someone just to conform.  Worst case scenario is that everyone hates me, but...well, not much I can do about that then.

I'm finding it so hard, though. ><  For the first time, I'll actually have...opinions.  Scary thought.

I haven't written anything in here for over a year, so I figured...I better do that.

Ignoring the fact that I go back to school tomorrow, and I have a play review and drama questions due tomorrow...screw them.

...Good god the grammar in that last sentence was messed up.

What does one SAY in these journal posts anyway?  I'm sad that holidays are ending, and pissed off that I can't do work, and missing people, and hating that I feel dependent on people that, when you get down to it, I don't even know.  I love all you internet people, but...hell. ><

And to top all that off, I haven't read any of the novel I was supposed to finish before term started for half a week.

Upside?  I discovered a new band--Rush.  They're...different, and I could certainly say quite a few things against them, but I need to get out of my rut of the playlist I have now.  Coldplay, The Killers, Hey Monday, The Academy Is..., and The Getaway Plan are all I listen to these days.

Sigh.