Friday Night Fever - The Digital EP


someone from my friends list
MUST
HAVE THIS.

(:

hello friends page !
*waves awkwardly*
i'm christieeeee.
i once used to exist on livejournal,
but i've turned my attention to other things.

i haven't even been reading any gabilliam slash-
i legitly haven't read anything new
in forever.
i have this massive post i have saved of all my favourite stories and i'm going through them all.
okaaay, hello nerd. 8D!
so, like let me know what's new in the gabilliam slash world ! ;D!

so i saw blink 182 last night,
honestly- greatest concert ever.
it was indescribable. it was almost too good.
i'm still in shock from it all.

uhh
this is me
and my new haircut (:



ahaaa, your welcome- for stretching all your F-Lists. :D!
and no- i won't put it under a cut,
suck it, (:

kaaay,
love you guys !
thanks for like
.. not deleting me
even though i'm never on !
(:

i'm so confused by you and everything.

we can't be friends.
we have never been friends.
we are trying to be friends now and it's not working.

we can't be more than friends
because both of us are too afraid to admit
we want that.

we can't be in between friends and more than friends,
because we did that-
and because of our attraction
we lead to
wanting to be more than friends.
which lead to
me almost sleeping with you.
but me saying no
because it'd ruin our
relationship.

...
what relationship?

now,
we are nothing.
we are quiet and awkward- and barely friendly.

yet both of us
still want
more.

i've been taking pictures.
and spending way too much time writing on my tumblr.

sendmetothemoon.tumblr.com

stalk me. :)

Day 2: Random Facts about Christie :)

Tuesday, December 30
- i have an addiction to sharpies.
- i don't even know how to put on makeup.
- i've never drank a whole can of coke/pepsi- I find it disgusting.
- I don't like to shop, unless it's for CDs.
- I hate Canada.
- I act more confident than I truly am.
- I've never actually been to the zoo.
- I've never seen a star wars movie.
- I get obsessed with things too easily.
- I like making mix cds.
- Everything in the world reminds me of William Beckett and/or Gabe Saporta.

Previous:

Monday, December 29
- I have synethesia.
- I *have* to bite every pen/pencil/writing utensil I use, even if it's not mine.
- I'm much weirder than I ever lead on.
- I almost cried when I heard Check Yes Juliet on the radio- and not tears of joy.
- I'm a major procrastinator.
- I never sleep.
- My best friend is my best friend because of the internet.

Friends List- I've decided to post random things about myself, every now and then- maybe you can learn stuff about me. Today will be the first day I'm starting this- I'm going to try to continue it for a while.. and then I can look back a year from now and laugh at myself. Feel free to laugh at my lameness, i'm aware of it.



Monday, December 29th, 2008
- I have synethesia.
- I *have* to bite every pen/pencil/writing utensil I use, even if it's not mine.
- I'm much weirder than I ever lead on.
- I almost cried when I heard Check Yes Juliet on the radio- and not tears of joy.
- I'm a major procrastinator.
- I never sleep.
- My best friend is my best friend because of the internet.

vicious eyes stare
piercing through the atmosphere
extracting your self consciousness
enhancing your least known flaws
evil smiles appear as the realization of intrusion into your self awareness
becomes far more clear, sharper-
and just like that, so do the the stares.
vicious. deadly. sharp. piercing.
an excruciating pain fills your body
a hot burning sensation
sometimes a stare can do more than words
words require knowledge and planning
stares require a pair of eyes
and a body that knows how to use them,
easily tearing you apart from the inside out
the vicious eyes, almost like an x-ray can see it;
your world is starting to fall apart,
hot tears fall from your eyes,
only making the burning sensation tingle more
and the smiles increase, knowing what they wanted
was achieved.

the snow falls
drenching the already dying grass
the winter nestling himself into every open crevice
dripping and coating dry areas with it's coldness
proving that he is present, despite our thoughts of him.
the snow flies by the street light,
truly showing how large the flakes really are
and how each of them sparkle remarkably
despite the cold tinge to them;
sometimes i want to smile
as i realize that the saying 'no snowflake is ever the same'
is truly a metaphor for something bigger and far more complicated than crystalized water.
the smile dissipates after the snow embeds himself in my shoes,
turning my socks into pockets of cool water
damp pockets;
the winter thinks he's won,
making me want to seek revenge
but instead i don't
i reminisce of the sun and warmth
and remember that winter will eventually end
the pools of water will dry up;
he'll disappear into the clouds,
hide alone;
returning a year later
more powerful and full of strength;

but snow will always melt.