You and I will escape to the seaside

OMG HOW AWFUL I LOVE HIM.

I'm off to work. BUT LOOK LOOK HOW CAN I WORK WITH STUFF LIKE THIS ON THE INTERNET.

I DON'T WANNA GO. I WANT TO LOOK AT THEM ALLLL DAY. 

Title: Let's Not Make This Awkward, OK?
Pairing: Chris Pine/ Zachary Quinto
Rating: PG-13
Word Count: 2130
Disclaimer: Not true. I'm a perv.
Summary: Silly fluff. Zachary doesn't like the word 'bromance'.

( Super Best Friend 4 Eva, Bro. )

SO MUCH LOVE FOR THIS EPISODE. MY BRAIN IS PERMANENTLY STUCK IN CAPS.

SQUEEEE & DOUBLE AMOUNTS OF SQUEEE FOR TUESDAY. I'M SORRY I EVER DOUBTED YOU, YOU BEAUTIFUL SHOW YOU.

XD

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Add me, because I have no friends. XD

 For the past week now, I have been unable to log into my username on youtube. I sign in, the password is correct, and then it just... goes back to the main page, without actually signing me in.

*whineflailmoan*

This really shouldn't be a big deal, since I don't even own a webcam anymore and haven't uploaded a video in months, but still. I feel extremely rude when I can't reply back to those nice people who leave comments, and I feel like I'm just ignoring them. :( 

I can't even delete my account, since I can't log into it to begin with! Bleh.

Yes, this is a completely unnecessary post, but hey, what are you gonna do.

P.S. - I just finished my last paper of my English 121 class! YAY! XD

I have Psych class on Saturday nights. 
Yes, I know. I pity me, too.

Anyway, my professor was talking about something or other, and suddenly she turned to me and said:

Professor: And you know who's a perfect example of that? Well, he's famous, and his initials are DT.
Me (thinking): David Tennant! No, no. Don't say David Tennant. Too random. Don't say David Tennant, Don't say David Tennant Um, I don't know?
Professor: Ashleigh, you know who I'm talking about. He's on t.v. a lot, he's got crazy hair and everyone knows him. DT. Who do you think DT is?
Me: Dav . . . um . . . David . . .
Professor: No, no! Donald Trump. *glares at me like I'm an idiot and that was the most obvious thing ever*
Me: *comes to sad realization that I'm officially and undeniably a giant geek* Oh, right . . . obviously.

*sigh* 

So I was playing around with the sound effects on a music program I downloaded, and I discovered the wonders of the pitch changer. I was amusing myself (probably much longer than a normal person would) making my voice sound like a chipmunk when I realized something: I sounded suspiciously like every freakin Disney Channel star.

The kids from High School Musical (I really, really don't understand what the all fuss is about with them) 

[ http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=pqJkc2xidGw ]

Hilary/Halie Duff, Lindsay Lohan, um.. I'm sure there's more. They all have that weird, really high pitched techno voice. Do they all use the pitch changer? Are they ALWAYS off-pitch, and use the studio magic that makes them sound FAKE better? What the HECK?!
I'm offended by this invasion of the chipmunk singers. Unless you are going to make a cutesy disco/country dance hit *cough cough COTTON EYE JOE cough* then please, lay off the pitch changer. It's annoying to the rest of us.

( A Picture )

From my college's website. I'm famous! (Sarcastic eye roll)

[pretty much this is just a post so my journal doesn't get deleted. i need to update it.]

Wilson likes to think he's just fine. ;)








Not An Addict

I'm here to help you when things get rough (and hope your)
latest something hasn't messed you up (Don't)
Don't question me about my motives
you're the focus
that's enough
I'm not a hypocrite
You're full of it
I'm not the one with the problem

(chorus)
I'm so normal
I've got nothing to figure out
I'm so sane
I've got nothing to worry about
I'm not an addict, I'm not an addict, I'm not
You're not a habit, you're not a habit, you're not

I'm here to hold you when times get hard (just let me)
To care and scold you when you fall too far (you're empty)
Don't look this way and analyze me
What's inside me
Is simple
I'm not a hypocrite
'Cause I can quit
You anytime I want

(repeat chorus)

But that little voice inside of my head
Am I your choice when you're in your bed?
What would happen if I kiss you?
What would happen, what would happen?
But I won't, but I won't 'cause

(repeat chorus)

stole from rosettasone_d</lj>

1. Leave me a comment saying anything random, like your favorite lyric to your current favorite song. Or your favorite kind of sandwich. Something random. Whatever you like.
2. I respond by asking you five personal questions so I can get to know you better.
3. You WILL update your LJ with the answers to the questions.
4. You will include this explanation and offer to ask someone else in the post.
5. When others comment asking to be asked, you will ask them five questions.

1) How long have you been doing the whole House thing?
I've followed House since the very first episode. I remember the previews for the pilot. I didn't think I'd watch it because I'm usually not into medical dramas (I'm actually very picky about my shows that I obsess over.) It just came on right after another show I was watching, and I was too lazy to click over to another channel. After that first episode I was hooked, and I made sure to always watch it after that.

2)Have you been doing the House/Wilson thing for all the time that you've been doing the House thing?
I never slashed a pairing before. Ever. So it was really weird when the slashy thoughts made their way into my brain. I'm not exactly sure when I started thinking about it, or when it occurred to me. I just knew that my favorite part of an episode was the scenes with House and Wilson together. I guess it was a gradual realization. I started stalking the LJ community a few months ago. It was a very happy discovery :D

3) What's your middle name? (If you have one)
Dawn. Because I was born in the dawn. Yup.
People always think I'm saying "Don" when I tell them this. I've gotten many "Your parents named you DON?!?!" So I'm very careful when I pronounce it.

4) Do you play any sports? Do you have a favourite?
I used to swim. I'd say I was fairly decent at it. I'm not a big fan of sports though. I was one of those girls in gym class that ran AWAY from the balls. ;)

5) Do you plan on going to university/college, and if so, what do you plan to study? If not, what do you want to do instead?
Ahhh, the college question. I always wanted to go to NYU (New York University) but it was just too expensive. I'm going to BMCC (Borough of Manhattan Community College) and hopefully (if I can afford it and if I get accepted) I can transfer in two years. I just got a scholarship for BMCC, so that's put me in a good mood.
I'm majoring in Liberal Arts at BMCC.. and I'm thinking about looking into Journalism or Psychology. I also plan to try and take music a little more seriously.

Whew! That was long answers! Thanks for asking XD

I'd like to add that my music teacher only had time for me to do this song once through. So that's my excuse for the sour notes, and I'm sticking to it.

House & Wilson are bordering between friendship and something more.

And they're pretty nervous about crossing that border.






Lyrics:
Up here we wait again
We want to move, but we're afraid to lose our place
In case our guise will end
Up here we've stood so long
But where we're at, there's no way to know just
Exactly where we stand

(Chorus)
The smell of your hair
The taste of your skin
I love how we don't know
Just where to begin
The strength of your stare
The game I can't win
I love how we don't know
How deep we are in

Up here we're far and near
We want to jump, but we're afraid to fall alone
In case we're wrong again

(repeat chorus)

Up here we wait, I sit and stare
Trying to throw you out of my mind
Down there hearts break, and I'm afraid
It's much more safe behind the line
Up here we wait, I sit and stare

(repeat chorus)

I finally ( Graduated! )

That last personal entry I had was filled with shameful vulgarities and such >.<

It's so completely unlike me, I swear. But it was entirely called for. I've calmed down now, and my health teacher is letting me make up the projects. *knock on wood* I have until monday.

Yayy for new song comments! They make me smile and take me away from thoughts of idiotic gym/health teachers.

Wilson ♥ 's House.

House is a little slow on the uptake.

Thanks so much for all the feedback on my other song!



So Blind

Lost in a sea
Of pretty faces, pretty faces
He's losing sleep
He can't erase this, can't erase this
He's hoping
You might just see
He can't help staring, can't help caring
But your heart is yours you're
Not used to sharing, used to sharing

(Chorus)
Shoulders brush
Fingers touch
His cheeks blush
You can't help but wonder why
Heartbeats rush
Faces flush
It's too much
Can you really be so blind?

Another week passed
Where he won't say it, and you won't face it
He's sinking deep, fast
in all those faces, pretty faces
He's wanting
You might just see word's
double meaning, in between them
He's losing sleep
Cause you need him, cause you need him

(repeat chorus)

Eyes dance on blue
He thinks of you
How can you be so damn blind?
Eyes dance on blue
He thinks of you
How can you keep wondering why?

(repeat chorus)

My god damn health teacher's an idiot. A serious and complete idiot.

I missed 3rd marking period. I had fucking BACK SURGERY. Of course I'm going to be out of school for a while.

So I missed health class. I missed out on fucking HEALTH projects. Tell me I'm not going to fucking graduate. YEAHHH real fucking cool.

NOT GRADUATING?!?! Because of one marking period of health????!!

I hate how my mom seems to think I'm a terrible person. I'm deceitful, I'm selfish, I'm lazy, I'm cruel, I'm manipulative, I'm just an all around GREAT person. And now this. Of course she's going to hate me for it. Hate me for not graduating FUCKING HEALTH CLASS.

Ohhh I'm so glad I'm such a good person. I hate not liking myself.

I took my notebook home from school today, and I was going through all my little notes & scribbles I make throughout the day. I decided to post all my House/Wilson related schtuff, just because.

Remember: This is most definitely not my best work. Most of it was written with no real thoughts behind it, and all of it was written in random noisy classrooms.






1.

Scraps of Thought

If history's taught us anything, it's that
sarcasm hides the bitter truth.
If yesterday's any way to judge, it says
days won't pass in order,
and seconds click-clack in fervor,
yet again.

If friendship's taught us anything, it's that
too much love can hide the truth.
If today's any way to live, it means
we can't tread too hard,
and our lives won't budge too far,
once again.

If history's meant just anything, it's that
things are safer where they've been.

2.

he stares at him.
but only for friendship (!)
and his stomach will jump
a few more hurdles.

he thinks of him.
just like a brother (!)
but his fingertips tingle
at a few stray smiles.

he's close to him.
but not too close (!)
it's oh-so-normal when
shoulders brush again.

he stares.

he smiles.

blank thoughts (?)


3.

TWISTY-TURNY upside-down,
and my HEART falls out my mouth,
TOPSY-TURVY inside-out,
soon my hints will turn to SHOUTS.


4.

77 heartbeats
stand between us.
Just the right amount of hesitation.
(beats)

64 headaches
felt around us.
Not at all enough of misbehaving.
(aches)

32 breaths caught
in lungs within us.
Simply far too much anticipation.
(caught)

1 silent second
passes through us.
We're not sure how much of this is waiting.
(zero)


5.

Who do you think of at night?
When you're alone in your bed,
and the sheets are so warm,
and your hands are so smooth -

Who's on your mind?
When you're feeling sedate,
and ready for love,
and just a little bit brave -

Who do you think of?
please be me


6.

Hey, he will kill for you.
Don't you see it?
He will stand on the edge of the universe
and move heavenly bodies
if you just let him.

Hey, he will live for you.
Don't you breathe it?
He will give anything and everything
you say, and some you won't
if you just let him.

Hey, he will kill for you.

Hey, don't ask him to.


7.

"Can you brood a little quieter? It's distracting."

w00t w00t! Monday is my graduation ceremony, and then I'm outtaaa there!
Freaking amazing.

Damn math finals suck. But anywayyyy,

I'm excited. Very.

My mood went from pretty crappy, to apathetic, to gosh darn excited. and all with 2 hours sleep

I'm going to go relax, have some tea, scribble a little, and read some good house/wilson fanfiction. XD YESSS

Finals are fun, fun, fun. But hey, it's my last day before graduation. I guess I can try to make it through the day.

I'm so (pleasantly, of course) surprised by all the feedback I got on my House/Wilson song. It's making me considering doing more with the fandom. It's actually less like a fandom and more like an obsession as of right now. It's a little more than pathetic with how much energy I spend on that darn pairing.