Perfect-Defect

Hello lovelies. God it has been forever.
I am so sorry. Almost a whole year?!?! Ugh.
But. I do promise I am getting new stuff up.. but I just thought I would let you all know about my current happenings;
-I am currently graduated from CPHS. Wooo. Go me! Back for one more semester before off to Europe.
-After my 6 months of travel I hope to come back and go to either York, Ottawa U or Queens for International Studies. I want to teach English overseas.
Here is where it gets interesting though.
While over in Europe, my friend and I will know very very few people. SO. I just thought I would send out a message to all my faithful viewers that I would be in the area, and would LOVE to meet up with fellow DAers, or family, or check out favorite places. Get back to me?
Hope everyone is doing well!!!!
xoxoxo dani

Too hard to make you smile?!"

Hello lovelies.
I am so sorry I have left that damn rant up for so long.. I really didn't mean to. Things have been so much better in some areas lately, and some are the same.. but I am alright with that.. honestly I am.
This is just a brief update to let you know how everything is going..
First semester is practically done, I have five new pieces to submit immediately (actual pieces of art! Le gasp!) As well as some new creative writing! How exciting!! Anyway! Take a look if you have the time.. I hope you all are amazingly well!
<333
dani

DISCLAIMER: This is a rant. I have deemed my life pathetic enough that it is only on dA that I feel comfortable bitching out all aspects of it. Don't you feel blessed?
So. There you go.
If your head explodes before you can reach the necessary medical attention when your ears start bleeding, well... there is no way you can in turn start bitching at me.
Oh the irony.
So.. run?

Hello lovelies
Don't know how many of you will actually read this, because since I have stopped producing anything even remotely similar to worthy of being called literature I haven't talked to a whole hell of a lot of you.
Yes. Can you tell I am feeling a tad bitter?
Don't even get me started.
Or maybe you want to?
(Raises an eyebrow, drops her shoulder and gives a smoldering glare at whomever happens to pass by)
Thank god all children at currently in bed.
I just don't know tiddly peeps.
I am tired. I am currently sick because someone else couldn't stop to insure their sickness wasn't passed on.
I have money but no idea what to do with it.. much more willing to give it away then attempt to instate anything concrete.
The guy I thought I could like is a bitch, the guy I would like to like me is currently only available via facebook (Oh a curse on thee, you electronic day planner of SATAN) and the guy I thought was thinking about liking me asked me to sort of go out with him, then proceeded to ignore me for his mother.
I want to dye my hair green, and shave part of it off. I am just too bored with myself.
Band is wild. Adam is keeping me sane, but just barely. I had to sit on a float, in front of the town, with 12 other people, playing a brass instrument. Without gloves on. The other 17+ who like to think they are on band couldn't be bothered to show up. You have not lived (or died) until you have played Feliz Navidad so much you can no longer feel any of your units.
Yearbook.. is.. well. I don't think I have to say much.. because hopefully those participating on yearbook who may read this are feeling a certain squirmy feeling on the inside. Guess how many pages we have done guys?! 4- guess how many Mooresie made? 4! Guess how many we have to have done is less than two weeks?! 32!!! YAYYYYY! (Shoots self) I am getting tired guys. I have too much on my plate, and while I am the first (ok.. second. Thanks sarah) to admit that, I need some backup. You said you would come through, and I am still waiting. But I can't any more. Either you guys are willing to make the pages or I will see to it that a company is paid to do it for us. Ok?
Work. Bahahaha. What a laugh. I am working twice a week, but my boss still feels comfortable asking to ship me off to ottawa to work when there is no one else to do it. Guess I can't complain though. A chance to meet people who don't just put their money on the counter and walk away.. Dear god how many people do that? Not a "thanks", not a "have a good evening" And I get to stand there smiling like an idiot, who should be saying "Oh not at all.. I only have no life or feelings, why shouldn't I just sit behind this piece of plastic and wait for you to decide when I can go to the bathroom, and all those other things that I thought I could do for myself! Silly me. K thanks bye!!!"
(Shoots self again)
On another note. My birthday is basically 4 days away. Wonderful. Wait.. 5? What does it matter? Hopefully I can start living again the weekend after that, but I suppose we will have to see.
Anyway.. I think  have almost gone over a couple of lines, but on the positive note I have not cyber bullied anyone, or had to use those handy (&$(&@(&!)~)(*^&#( symbols! Yayyy!
Peace out lovelies.
Heres to medically induced tolerance.
dani

This is just a good night to a bad day!"

"I'm keeping your memory vague"

Just a quick update.
He either cares too much or not enough. Either way.
I was wrong, and I am sorry.

Ta da!
kthnxbai

xoxoxo dani

"This is for real
this time I mean it
I'm coming clean
Please don't let go
I said from the start
that you could take it or leave it
I'd prefer that you keep it
Don't let go! "
-"This is for Real"- Motion City Soundtrack

My knee is convulsing. Slightly. But I love it. I don't want to explain my happiness too too much... but at the same time I know I won't actually believe it if I don't.
Alright.
So of course you all remember my "green crayon/over stuffed plush chair/cafe mocha"? I know you all should. I only wrote like... 6 times in a row in my dA journals. (In case you actually can't remember- start at . cont'd; Feb. 14, 2007 and continue from there)
Well.. after how savagely he dumped me (me: emo, him: hick... therefore me+him=no) I saw him twice. Both times during the summer. Once at my work. He brought a girl. Who looked exactly like me. Red hair, same glasses, same body type. Creepy. I was counting my cash, and shaking. He was so eager to get out of the store he left .50 cents small change on the counter. Yeah. It was bad.  
The second time. We were driving down by the Hing Wah. He was walking. Our eyes locked. For the whole time. I couldn't believe it. After what happened he should have the shame to look away. Right? Well.. no.. I cried. A Lot. It shook me.
Well... I had managed to avoid him and forget about him as much as I could... but he came back to CPHS. I had my back to him, so when he walked by.. it caught me completely off guard. (Yes he has a completely unforgettable backside. Don't laugh. It doesn't count when he is always walking away from me)
Later he walks by again, and we have a rather unawkward conversation. Of course the whole time I am breathless. But it goes well.
Tonight (or rather, early this morning) I was overcome with loneliness. I was smothered with visions of cutesy ottawa couples- and so messaged him on facebook.
Telling him it was nice talking to him, and then going on an intelligent rant how I am not emo, and that he never got to know me.. yaddy yaddy
And guess what?! He messaged me back!!!







Okay. I guess I shouldn't leave you in the dark for too long.
He said he was sorry. He dumped me because his so called "friends" said to. He realizes how wrong it was, and he is really sorry. That girl he was with? Treated him like shit, but made him realize that he wanted someone intelligent, honest, funny, witty- like me! And that he realizes he may have lost me forever... but that he is sorry. I know. How... wow! Right?
I don't know what is going to happen..  I really don't. No hopes up!
But I will tell you.. oh wow. I know I have liked him all along.
....