Lady Macaiodh

[color=darkblue][size=1]My sleeping habit has pissed off friends and boyfriends in the past. I have to have a fan on at all times. I've been like that since I can remember. It's the noise. If I don't have it, I can [i]hear[/i] the silence whining in my ears. And I can hear my heart pounding in my head. Every little noise would wake me up, even my own breathing. When the power goes off, I wake up right away because the fan noise is gone -- it's pure hell. I have to put on headphones and turn it to a static station. It gets annoying if I'm spending the night somewhere with no fan. I mean, what kind of people don't have fans? So I can relate to some of you on that one. Other stuff: Any other noise, like another person breathing loudly or music or cars going by will keep me up all night. My dog's collar wakes me up if he's walking around the house because it jingles. It takes me a long time to go to sleep, so I usually don't even go to bed until I'm at the point of exhaustion. Getting comfortable easily is practically impossible. I thrash around a lot. And I can't stand for anyone to be touching me -- at all. I am not a cuddly sleeper (well, I'm not too affectionate to begin with, but anyway). It just gets too hot and I can't move around the way I want. It hurts people's feelings, but oh well. It's getting harder, too, because of my expanding uterus, lol. The baby also wakes me up when he's flipping and flopping around.[/color][/size]

[color=darkblue][size=1]I've been zoned all day. I had another boring family reunion today, where everybody sat around talking about people I didn't know. My aunt jokingly said, "Deborah, you're going to get quizzed on this later." I replied very loudly, "I'm not even paying attention anymore." I can be such an ***.[/color][/size]

[color=darkblue][size=1]This thread is giving me dirty thoughts. Especially the parts about Semjaza.... Ken -- That was a [i]joke?[/i] I'm hurt.[/color][/size]

[color=darkblue][size=1]There's this crazy story about a high school around here... pretty much everybody knows it, but it could be one of those urban legends. Apparently, this kid was a weed dealer & stashed a few pounds inside one of the vents. But it caught on fire and blew the smoke all over the school. I suppose it could happen. Another one... a kid was selling acid & hid it inside his pants. But he started sweating during gym class and absorbed it all into his skin. To this day, he's in a mental institution. He has to stand up all the time, because he thinks he's a glass of orange juice and that if he lies down, he'll spill out & die. That seems a little far-fetched. As for my school, I think I've already told too many stories about that place. But it's all really true.[/color][/size]

[color=darkblue][size=1]I'm.. not saying anything... The Angels one is a good idea, though. :naughty: And any guys can feel free to hook themselves up with me, lol.[/color][/size]

[color=darkblue][size=1]Well, you can all probably guess that I went completely buck-wild after I turned 18. I'd already been running away from home all the time, but once I turned 18, they couldn't make me come back. Ha! This is how I ended up homeless, so it wasn't a very good idea. Plus, I started getting really reckless, so I got into trouble and ended up in jail. This was also very dumb. As you can see from my shining example, becoming an adult doesn't mean you've grown up or are mature. I'll be 24 in October, and I think I'm only just now [i]starting[/i] to grow up. My balance of mature and immature traits is still seriously out of wack, too. I'm way too immature in some areas, and way too mature in others. In a lot of ways, I still wish I was a kid, somewhat. But then my parents could make me go to church... and college is soooo much better than high school.[/color][/size]

[color=darkblue][size=1]Gah, Asuki, I can't believe you put that link in there. I was such a horn dog back then. I should've been banned... >_

[color=darkblue][size=1]The absolute worst in when you're having a really sexy conversation with someone, and you make a typo. It completely ruins the mood. I've done it plenty of times, but I can't think of anything off the top of my head.[/color][/size]

[COLOR=darkblue][size=1]I'm not sure how it works in other countries, but in America, turning 18 is a pretty big deal. You become a legal adult, you no longer have to answer to your parents, you get in a lot more trouble for crimes you commit, you can buy or sell many more things, you can pretty much control your own life, etc. I think every one of us has said at some point, "I wish I was 18, then I wouldn't have to deal with [such & such]." But turning 18 isn't always what it's cracked up to be. So I have some questions (if your country isn't the same, just apply whatever age): 1) For those under 18: What do you think it will be like, and why do you want it to happen (what benefits for you)? 2) For those over 18: How was it different than you thought it would be? Were you disappointed or did turning 18 live up to what you thought? How did things change?[/size][/COLOR]

[color=darkblue][size=1]Nah, I like it. It's nostalgic. I can remember the exact time frame and what I was doing when I wrote that (as well as any other old writing I come across). I was in Miss Hicks' typing class, and I was feeling very disillusioned. I also kind of wrote it for a guy...[/color][/size]

[size=1][color=red][b]PERSONAL[/b][/color] [color=darkblue][b]Member Name:[/b]Lady Macaiodh [b]Former Member Names:[/b]none [b]Member Since:[/b] Sept. 29(?), 2001 [b]Current Status:[/b] Extreme Otaku/Otaku Idol [b]Nicknames:[/b] Deb [b]Favorite Forums:[/b] Otaku Lounge, Fanfiction, etc., Music, etc., Dragonball, Pictures [b]Favorite Smiley:[/b] :alcohol: :sick: :hippy: :smoke: [b]Most Memorable Moment:[/b] There aren't really any, but the forming of the Angels was pretty cool, since it started that whole club sig war. [b]Quotable Quote:[/b] [i]"YOU WILL DIE BY MY FLAMING BONG HIT OF DOOM, WILL RYAN!"[/i] --Vegitto4 (What, did you expect me to pick something deep? It's the only thing I could think of.) [b]Words of Wisdom:[/b] The sky's the limit. [b]Wish to be remembered for:[/b] Just being a nice girl who tried not to hurt people. [b]Favorites:[/b] Italian food, Everybody Loves Raymond, Vegitto4 & Pressure, dogs, harassing my brother [b]I will...[/b] ...my cherry-red Jackson Charvel to Heaven's Cloud. ...my poetry and stories to the writing forum. ...That's pretty much all I have. I guess Treton_noir can have my electric-acoustic, though the brand isn't too wonderful.[/color] [color=red][b]MOST AND BEST[/b][/color] [color=darkblue][b]Most likely to succeed:[/b] Sara, James, Adam [b]Best poster:[/b] Sara, Heaven's Cloud [b]Cutest couple:[/b] Harlequin & Raven/Asuki & Piro/Me & Veggie4 [b]Best writer:[/b] Shy, Mitch, Sara [b]Craziest:[/b] Too many people to name. [b]Funniest / wittiest:[/b] Heaven's Cloud [b]Interesting-er-ist:[/b] Ken, Harlequin, Raven, Semjaza Azazel [b]Random Award:[/b] Charles[/color] [color=red][b]SIGNATURES[/b][/color] [color=darkblue]Vegitto4 & Pressure -- Thanks for being there. The Angels -- Don't we kick such ***? Ken -- I'm still going to peek at you in the shower. Shy, Mitch, Harlequin, Ken, Red -- Let's talk more. James -- ....[/color][/size]

[COLOR=darkblue][size=1]Thanks, everybody. I don't know about names yet. I really like Christophe (yes, without the R), Chris for short, but I'm not sure how it will sound with my last name.[/size][/COLOR]

[QUOTE][i]Originally posted by Queen Asuka [/i] [B][color=hotpink][size=1]I feel like the lone angel because I don't smoke weed or drink. I'll just bake the cake, alright? :D[/color][/size] [/B][/QUOTE] [COLOR=darkblue][size=1]You can make the special brownies.[/size][/COLOR]

[color=darkblue][size=1]I agree with Half Shaded that at some point people can't help taking things for granted. For example, it takes children a long time to grasp the concept of death... that something did not exist once, and eventually won't anymore. Usually, they have to witness death before they understand it. I used to take things for granted all the time. Then, I went through a period where I lost almost everything I had except my own life. Believe me, I don't take material things for granted anymore... at all. I've also changed a lot when it comes to guys and relationships. I'll be the first admit that I used guys all the time and often did not treat them very well. I figured that once I was tired of them, I'd just move on to the next one. Now I realize that some of them really did care deeply for me and treated me like gold. Yeah, it's horrible, I know. But [i]then[/i] (some of you can guess what I'm about to say) I fell in love with a complete psycho who beat me and cheated on me and treated me like complete dogshit. I never realized how badly I took nice guys for granted until I was with him... *_*[/color][/size]

[QUOTE][i]Originally posted by Mitch [/i] [size=1][font=century gothic][color=gray] To be mortal is what [b]makes[/b] us human. [/size][/font][/color] [/QUOTE] [COLOR=darkblue][size=1]Exactly. And I've never gotten over this intense desire to be a goddess...[/size][/COLOR]

[COLOR=darkblue][center]Sasha and Lada[/center] Inside the Arctic Circle, by the mountains of what is now Northern Russia, the empire that reigned there conquered a wandering tribe that was said to have been the predecessors of the Gypsies. These nomads had a little magic in their blood, but they used it mainly for healing and not much for war. Being so greatly outnumbered and not accustomed to the terrain, they were easily overtaken and enslaved. This was the way of the Empire, for they were a cruel people to outsiders, and very skilled in the art of war, so its wealthy and powerful inhabitants had many slaves from many peoples because of this. The Gypsies married other slaves and, over the years, much of their magic died out and the old religion was forgotten. Many years after the enslavement, when the people no longer remembered what happened, the reigning king, Sachar, had a queen who he greatly adored named Jereni. She was lovely and kind, and softened his cruel heart when they were together. But there was one sadness in their lives ? she had yet to produce a male heir to the throne, but instead bore him three daughters, the eldest of which was named Lada, after the great Mother Goddess and the goddess of beauty. She lived up to part of her name in the sense that she was very beautiful, startlingly so, with long corn silk colored hair and large navy blue eyes that she used to hypnotize. But Sachar had taught her from the beginning to be firm, cruel, and ruthless, and her heart was also hard. In her spoiled ways, she demanded impossible things of her slaves and threw them out into the blistering cold when they could not perform them, all for her own amusement, and she thought of them as dogs. Sachar had a chief advisor, a man who he listened to above all others, called Grisha. Grisha was not especially wise, but he was crafty, and could wield, unbeknownst to anyone else, a very powerful magic called Seedling. This was not an innate magic, like that of the Gypsies, but one learned through communication with and service to evil. Using it, and seeing Sachar?s lust for power, Grisha was able to manipulate the King into doing whatever he wanted, which included appointing him to the highest place in the kingdom except for that of the royal family. Grisha had deep-seeded plans to one day take over the kingdom, and knew exactly how it was to be done. There were two slaves, a brother and sister, who frequented the palace in their servitude. Raisa was a maidservant to the princess Lada, and Sasha served the King himself in his courtroom. Both of them were very good at heart and looked kindly on Sachar and Lada, despite their treatment of the slaves, for both brother and sister were empathic and could see the good in their masters. This trait saved their lives and made them favorites, for they seemed to always know what Sachar and Lada were thinking and knew just the right thing to say. They also knew of Grisha and avoided him, because they perceived the blackness of his soul. Naturally, Sasha saw much of Lada, though not in intimate settings but around the palace in the company of her slave girls, and began to be fascinated by her. He read her mind and could see the poetry and hear the songs she composed even as she was walking by. He saw the hardened shell that grew around her and knew he could get inside of her if he only had the chance and was not a slave. He used the power that remained in him from his ancestors to leave his body astrally, and watch over her. Her beauty bewitched him, especially when she would suddenly turn her head to the side and lock her large eyes on him, watching they way light played off his long black hair or how the lithe muscles in his adolescent arms moved when he carried something. He sensed the desire in her that she was much too arrogant to ever succumb to. And so over the years he began to desperately love her. He utilized his sister to communicate with her, sending her little things at first, such as a simple but lovely necklace he had made from rocks he polished himself, or a flower he had grown in his room since it was much too cold for flowers to grow anywhere. Though Lada never wore or displayed any of the things he gave her, she was secretly delighted and kept them in a place that no one knew about in her chambers. One night during the full moon, he stood outside her balcony and played for her on his flute a love song he had written for her. She put on her warm robes and went out to listen, and the music, in it?s minor, melodic key, was rich with the sadness of his unfulfilled love, and it washed over her, sending waves of dark love through her being. After awhile, she could bear it no longer, and went back to lie down in her bed, but could not sleep, so disturbed was her soul. Later in the month, she received from Raisa an intense poem he had written for her, describing his love in beautiful detail. Lada was greatly unnerved, and ripped it into pieces. She went straight away to find Sasha, deciding once and for all to assert her power over him, thus putting him in his place and dispelling her own feelings for him. ?You,? she said when she found him, ?Go into the mountains and bring me something I desire.? For she knew he could never survive such a dangerous mission alone and would surely freeze to death. But before she could tell him what she wanted, he fixed his dark eyes on her face, knowing full well what she asked of him, and said, ?Of course, it is no trouble, and I will do my best to get you whatever you want, for I love you and would gladly risk my life and even die to bring you one moment?s pleasure.? She was taken aback and horrified at herself, and immediately rescinded her demand, and rushed off to her own part of the palace where Sasha was not allowed to go. So they continued to long for each other hopelessly. When Sasha and Lada were nearing adulthood, Queen Jereni became pregnant for the fourth time, but did not know it. Grisha knew the time had come to enact his plans, because he saw that the child in her womb was a male, and would become the Crown Prince. He could not allow this to happen. He quickly set about his magic, casting one of his most powerful spells of insanity. Jereni was found dead on the floor of her chambers, having plunged a dagger into her own abdomen. The whole kingdom was thrown into disarray, and Sachar was beside himself with grief, unable to understand why his beloved had taken her own life. Only Sasha knew what Grisha had done, and that not one life but two had been taken. And Sachar was unable to function, so great was his mourning, until he feared he was losing his mind, and he asked Grisha for guidance. Grisha used Sachar?s fragile state to manipulate him into a dangerous journey. ?Take your strongest slaves and horses and go into the mountains. It will clear your mind, make you face your own mortality, and come to grips with your wife?s.? Sachar thought this was a good idea, because he didn?t much want to live anyway, and hoped to see the spirit of his dead wife. He set out immediately, and was to be gone for awhile. Lada also suffered, because she had never been very close to her mother and was ridden with guilt over it. She also feared that her father would never return, which would leave her the ruler of the Empire. It didn?t much matter to Grisha whether the King returned or not. Since he was not royalty but merely a noble, he could not become king himself, not matter what happened. His heir with Lada however, would be a different story altogether. He would marry her in Sachar?s absence when there would be no objections, and the laws of the Empire would honor the marriage. He would immediately set out to produce a son, and his descendants would rule for all generations to come. In the night, Lada awoke to find herself accosted by all manner of spirits who tormented her and drove her mind past all rationality. The next day, Grisha came to her, and using the wickedest of his power of Seedling, manipulated her into agreeing to the marriage. Her mind was so confused that she did not know what reality was anymore. She fell into a catatonic state and would only get up and walk when Raisa pulled her up and led her about by the hand as if she were a child. When Raisa learned of the ceremony that was to take place, she rushed to find Sasha and told him everything she knew. Sasha sent his mind out to Grisha?s, and read his intentions, and knew he had to stop this horror from taking place. Grisha arranged the ceremony in secret, as to avoid any intervention, and took Lada to the temple where the royals worshipped and no commoners were allowed. In the dead of night, with only a few witnesses, he coaxed the fire in the huge hearth higher and higher for the ritual he was about to perform. If he succeeded, Lada would be bonded to him, subservient, forever. He took out his dagger and cut the palm of his hand wide open, his blood to mingle with her own. He grabbed her limp wrist and was preparing to cut open her palm when Sasha burst into the sanctuary. ?Lada!? He cried, and she turned her face toward him with a vacant stare. Something flashed briefly in her eyes, and then was gone. Sasha knew that Grisha?s spell was very powerful and that the only way to break it was to kill him. Grisha turned to him in rage. ?Seize him! Get him out of here!? He ordered to the guards standing by. They rushed toward Sasha and grabbed hold of him. He fought against them with all his might, but there were too many of them and they overpowered him. As they began to drag him away, he called out, ?Lada, I told you I would do anything for you even unto death. My love will be with you forever.? He thrust his soul out of his body, as he did when he watched her before, and into Grisha?s body. Grisha immediately stiffened and began to scream while tearing at the hair on his head. The soul of Sasha struggled against Grisha?s, trying to get a handhold in the sorcerer?s body. The guards watched in shock with no idea what was happening, only knowing that the young slave had gone limp in their hands. Suddenly, for a split second, Sasha?s spirit gained the upper hand, and he cast Grisha?s body into the flames. He held onto the body long enough for Grisha to begin to die, and the death pains were his own. Both spirits released their hold on the burnt body, and Sasha?s body was already dead, since he had died in the body of another. Lada snapped out of her trance, fully aware of everything that had just happened. ?No! Oh, god, no?? she cried as she rushed to Sasha?s lifeless form. The ice in her heart melted completely, and she did not care who saw her as she cradled his body in her arms and wept into his hair and kissed his face over and over. Sachar never did return from the mountains, and the few of his men who did return told Lada that he had thrown himself from the cliffs to be with his beloved wife once again. So she became Queen of the Empire. One day soon after her coronation, Raisa came to Lada after having been summoned. She knelt down low before the new Queen with a heavy heart, still shaken by her brother?s death months before. ?Get up,? Lada said to her. ?You need not bow before me ever again. You are free.? She took Raisa by the hands and lifted her up, and she looked into the eyes of the woman who had been her faithful servant but was now her equal. And they both thought of the slave boy who had sacrificed his life to save Lada?s, and the love that transcended two different ways of life. Queen Lada made a decree freeing all the slaves, and declared that no man or woman ever be enslaved to another. No longer would war be the way of life, and the cruelty of the Empire finally came to an end. [/COLOR]

[color=darkblue][size=1]First of all, I love Jim Carrey, he is the funniest man on earth, and I'm going to marry him. Secondly, I've been trying to convince my parents to go see this with me (going to the movies is what we do together) but my mom thinks it might be blasphemous. I guess I'll have to go by myself. Third, I saw on the local news that this woman in Richmond has the same cell phone number as God's in the movie. Her phone has been ringing off the hook with people asking for God. Yes, I have sympathy for her, but what I really wonder is "What kind of idiots are these?" Because you know the odds are that some of those people were really serious.[/color][/size]

[color=darkblue][size=1]You guys can't be serious. Then again, I have gotten in some rather involved philosophical debates about, DBZ, so I suppose I can't judge... I'd probably just stay in the Matrix. Fighting it is too much like work. At least I get paid at my job. I also wouldn't want to leave my loved ones behind, and it would be selfish of me to force them out of it. EDIT: Whoa, I just thought of this. Would my baby exist, or would he be just a program? Or would he be one of those random babies in the pods and not even related to me at all? WTF?[/color][/size]

[color=darkblue][size=1]I'd be the queen and it would be covered with fields of weed.[/color][/size]

[color=darkblue][size=1]There's no quick fix. It'll just take time. Mybe it'll go faster if you quit talking about him and trying to contact him. If he wants to talk, he'll contact you. Besides, you're still pretty young. Once you really get out in the world, you'll encounter so many hot guys that you won't want just one, anyway, lol.[/color][/size]

[color=darkblue][size=1]I used to be very idealistic, believing in soulmates and love at first sight and all. But nowadays, if I ever got that feeling again, I'd take off in the opposite direction and never speak to the person again, lol. I don't believe in soulmates anymore. Think about it... there are 6 billion or so people on the planet, and there's supposed to only be that [i]one[/i] perfect person for each of us? That just does not make sense. The odds are that you'd never even find them. I think there are many people out there that each of us has the potential to fall in love with and have wonderful lifetime relationships with. In fact, I think the idea of a soulmate is a little dangerous. Are we supposed to believe that we have no control at all over it? That the universe or whatever decides who will make us happy and what we want in a person? Bah.[/color][/size]

[color=darkblue][size=1]Well, I'll always be a kid at heart, I think, and I'm 23. Most of my friends here are younger than me. I still watch kids' shows and goof around way too much. I think it's good to remain child-like in some ways (as opposed to immature) because it's just more fun. I don't think I'll ever totally grow up, lol.[/color][/size]

[QUOTE][i]Originally posted by juna [/i] [B]Errmmmmm, am I the only one that still cant see James' page? I get a lovely apache serv error, Apache/1.3.27 OpenSSL/0.9.6i Server at absolut21.securesites.net Port 80. [/B][/QUOTE] [COLOR=darkblue][size=1]I can't, either. But, it's okay, because he'll probably just talk about the websites he's working on. Heh, just kidding, James... o_o;;[/size][/COLOR]

[color=darkblue][size=1]I hope his device combats gravity, too, otherwise there will be a lot of immortal people unable to move due to osteoporosis and their own skin dragging on the ground. Their organs will probably turn to mush, too. I'd live forever if I could have eternal youth as well as life...[/color][/size]

[QUOTE][i]Originally posted by Queen Asuka [/i] [B][color=hotpink][size=1] And the end of July I'll be going to Orientation at University of Georgia, and in August I'll be moving to Athens to go to school. Yeah, it doesn't sound like much, but it's overwhelming to me...*sighs*[/color][/size] [/B][/QUOTE] [COLOR=darkblue][size=1]Does that mean a long distance relationship?[/size][/COLOR]