this house is like Russia, with eyes cold and gray

Warning. School and fandom related babblings ahead.

Aside from Word and spreadsheet exams, I'm done. Got my keyboarding-twenty without having to do anything because my marks were just that high in keyboarding ten. Six credits. I'm doing the tests in January. Yay!

Pigtales and my new leather jacket and my new black scarf that I got from Ice and my full length lace up skirt and leather accessories. Well, actually, the earings are metal, and the collar is vinal. Shut up. The boots and bracelet are leather, so there. And listening to Tori Amos. And I have no actual work to do all period! Or, for that matter, for the rest of the periods in this block in this semester. Victory is mine, and such.

Black makeup and nail polish, too. Comes from watching two episodes of NCIS last night. Which, btw, included the most fangirlish Gibbs/Abby moment in existance. It was 'Kill Ari', and the part where Abby gets shot at, and Gibbs is like, "I'm getting you bullet proof glass."
And she's like "There's no such thing."
And then he says "Bullet resistant, then."

And he kisses her on the forhead and tells her that he'll protect her. I went through convultions after that.

Oh, and my mom and I were arguing over who was more likely to be bi, Abby or Ziva, and I was all 'Abby's wierd! Abby's cool! Abby's *totally* bi!'
And my mom was all 'Ziva's more likely to try new things, more adventurous, bla bla bla. And Abby's to frajile.'
Which doesn't really have anything to do with the original issue, as I see it.
And last night Ziva was taunting Tony when he asked her who had recruited her to Mosad, and he was like 'Brother, father, uncle, lover?'
And she was mocking him and was like 'Aunt, sister, lesbian mother?'
And my mom mocked me. I told her to shut up. ...she still mocked me.

...kay. I'm done now.

And...love love love Cote de Pablo's acting. To no end, I tell you. No. end.

Ziva: "Where's Gibbs?"
Tony: "That's the first thing you said to me when we met."
Ziva: "...no. I asked you if you were having phone sex."

I killed myself after that. rotflmao

*yawn*

Slept in again this morning, yet still ended up with enough time to go to Timmy's with my dad and Kcatt per usual on Thursdays.

Told 'guy beside me' to get me a candycane during math because candycanes are goooood. And math sucks ass and I hate it and want it to burn and he got 40% on the quiz and I swear to God I got higher than him. Mwha.

And you have absolutely no idea how strong my compultion to write 'vampire! Abby' fic is right now. None. at. all.

"a sorta fairytale with you"

Just...not really, so much.
*wanders off*

"on my way up north
up on the Ventura
I pulled back the hood
And I was talking to you.

And I knew that it would be
A life long thing
But I didn't know we
Could break a silver lining."

gotta love Tori...

bored

I’m lonely when you’re not around
And alone when you are
And thinking of every single thing but you
When you’re coming down from your adrenalin high.

For thoughts of consequences shattered your dream
I am not what I want or how you would like
To see me as your dream revitalized
And brought back to life to have me and not have me at all.

Like a rose you think I think you’re helpless
And as time goes by you realize
I am not a rose but I am helpless
In some corner of my mind when I have time.

Maybe barking up the wrong willo tree
Or lying in the snow at eight PM and it’s freezing
Three times a day when you say we’re fine
But your petals are frozen in the snow as I fly away.

We are not will not be and were never fine
I am a frozen rose and you are something
A rose by any other name would still be frozen
When a certain amount of time has been suspended just for us.

U. S.
No not now me me me
I am not you; I am your evil twin
I am frozen and you are dead.

Ice crystallizing on your stem
I will shatter you than let you freeze like me
You will fall and I will stay the same
And you will be better off that way.

I promise.

ug!

Okay, so?
Surfing around on the interweb in the library because I have nothing better to do because I finished my math test this morning and have no homework and really have nothing to do this block, I came across a filmography for Cote de Pablo.

…actors I like can *stop* having roles on ‘All My Children’ any time now. First Keith Hamilton Cobb. Now Cote de Pablo. *facepalm*

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