because i am having difficulty writing my dreville fic i decided to re-re-read HP, but this time writing down any Neville moment I come across and i'll post it here and then discuss what they might mean. because when this girl obsesses SHE OBSESSES HARD.
plus i hope it'll be useful for anybody who's having trouble keeping Neville in character
Sunday, January 23, 2011
Friday, January 21, 2011
boohoo me me me
There are always going to be days were you just fall into a deep depression. and people say that the depression that you fall into just grows deeper and deeper. but that's not how i see it, the way is it is that you fall till you end up floating, not quite hitting the bottom but still below the surface.
You end up wanting to do just about anything to change your mood but doing nothing at all, running but going nowhere.
Right now i am stuck in one of those days, and i hate it, i hate the drama, so i'm hoping my next post will be an overly enthusiastic post about something funny, i needed to vent and now i have. and i actually do feel better :)
You end up wanting to do just about anything to change your mood but doing nothing at all, running but going nowhere.
Right now i am stuck in one of those days, and i hate it, i hate the drama, so i'm hoping my next post will be an overly enthusiastic post about something funny, i needed to vent and now i have. and i actually do feel better :)
Tuesday, January 18, 2011
Jealousy
How jealous was i of this guy?
Jealous enough to do this!
DUN DUN DUN! the smiley is supposed to be me XD
No no, i'm not a stalker. ... not yet anyways :p
Jealous enough to do this!
DUN DUN DUN! the smiley is supposed to be me XD
No no, i'm not a stalker. ... not yet anyways :p
Harry's Mean
I mean he just took candy from a Longbottom! what heartless person does that?!
Also, this is such a great scene X) LOVE IT! Matthew Lewis/Neville Longbottom looks TOO CUTE <3 <3 and i am adoring those earmuffs!!!(>3<)
Gay Dumblydor
It's not like this a new fact that just suddenly dawned on me, or i've only just heard about. i was one of the ppl that just shrugged off the fact that Dumbledore is gay, i was glad to know it, thought abt it for like 3 minutes and moved on. but it only just occured to me to search gay dumbledore and see what pops up.
I loved this "magazine cover" I can rly see it happening XD
WANT THIS ON A SHIRT!!!
LOLed at this then immediately felt bad for the actor
i want this pin!!! i can totally see Harry and Neville and the rest of the D.A wearing it
I loved this "magazine cover" I can rly see it happening XD
WANT THIS ON A SHIRT!!!
LOLed at this then immediately felt bad for the actor
i want this pin!!! i can totally see Harry and Neville and the rest of the D.A wearing it
Sunday, January 16, 2011
WOW! how sexxxxyyyyyyyyyy!
I dunno what's more sexy, the fact that his head is far too big for his body, or the fact that the skin tone of his face and body don't match. XD
yeah i may make fun, but sadly this is the only shirtless Matt Lewis pic on the net :'C *cries* too bad it's not even remotely convincing
Saturday, January 15, 2011
My Ramblings
My thoughts on paper:
Sometimes it can be a good idea to write down your thoughts, and i wonder as i write this if this is true, what makes it a good idea? do i publish this and gain a group of followers who call themselves the Mozanites or Mozanarians? Sadly, if i do start some sort of a cult people will mistake us for some kind of a pop band because:
a) If i ever gain any advocates I'm sure they'll turn up to be a sad few, primarily composed of mama's boys and single mothers.
b) We'll go around calling ourselves Moza and the Mozanites and wear tight-fitting leotards that have leopard prints on them.
The truth of the matter is i only started writing this because i felt like it and maybe a small part of me likes the idea of leading a cult (don't worry it'll never happen)
so... i forgot what the point of this whole paragraph was so i guess i'll just move on to a different topic.
Clumsy Me:
Today i had serious discussion with my elder sister about how clumsy i am, i've always been clumsy, dropping things "oops!" picking it up and dropping it again "Shit!" bending down to pick it up again. I've had many stumbles as a kid i remember looking down at my legs and they'd always be covered in scrapes and if there was ever a time were there were no scabs or scratches at all I'd think to myself "how weird is that!"
My sister tells me everybody's clumsy, i tell her quite forcefully that nobody is as clumsy of my why just earlier this week my shoulder bumped against the side of a doorway in university several times but i was always too embarrassed to address the matter and just kept on walking.
"Your just like me" she said " you can see it coming think "nows the time to turn" and bump into the wall anyways, you're slow to react"
"No" i denied it, turning to face her the same determined look on my face a sailor would get before regaling others with how he battled the Kraken "One time i was walking past a doorway i bumped my hand against it, and thats when i noticed my arm was sticking out at an angle, like this!" i must have looked foolish lying down next to her on my side with one arm stretched out at a 45 degree angle, eyes wide.
later our conversation topic turned to other topics that were just as stupid.
Paranoia:
If you ever lived in Dubai and had a overly-religious Syrian teacher teaching you you'd realize just how paranoid people can be.
"I once heard..." she told us with bias (which she shouldn't be because she's an Islamic teacher and should've been teaching us about love and open-mindedness) " ... that an Arabic boy opened a box of cereal exported from America and a snake came out of it and bit him! he had to be sent to the ICU" She paused for a while to let it sink in then started up again with certainty "They are doing this on purpose just to spite Muslim countries"
I remember thinking how stupid of her it was to say that, while some Americans are not fond of Muslim countries i really doubt that they would package snakes in Kellogg's brand Coco Puffs with the intention of hurting frightened little Arab boys. How would they make money? and there are many foreigners who live here I really don't think Americans would want to hurt their own people, that made me doubt her words even more.
She even warned us about wearing American brand jeans because apparently if you get them wet they turn your legs blue, poisoning you slowly.
The saddest thing about her ridiculous notions are the fact that they are the only words she has ever imparted to us that have stuck with me, i don't think i'll ever forget them. i think years from now i'll find myself doubled over laughing telling my kids about the time my Junior-high school teacher told us that wearing jeans is poisonous and tattoo your legs blue.
Hobo's and Subways:
I notice that whenever i put my headphones on and sing it sounds like a load of crazy muttering especially if it's a fast paced song. if you picture me standing in the subways a sheila wrapped around my head gauchely, covering both my hair and my headphones, bobbing to the beat of the music singing Umbrella by Rihanna, I am 100% percent sure to look crazy. sometimes i think to myself how fun it would be to act that crazy i could even bang my purse against the walls and chase people around as they scream about me being a terrorist and apart of al qaida or some other Muslim Terrorist group and i'd wonder how they'd come to that conclusion as i chase after them singing
"under my umbrella ella ella ella eh eh eh"
FAG Middle East:
Every time my family goes to the mall we always drive past this shop called FAG Middle East. now when i was young and naive this oddly named shop had no affect on me at all, but now I'm older, wiser, certainly smart enough to look up the meaning of fag in the dictionary, which is:
fag |føg| |fag|
noun informal chiefly offensive
a male homosexual.
I don't want to have to tell you how wrong it is to see the words Fag and Middle-East combined. I used to think it was some kind of used car shop, but as soon as i learnt what Fag meant i didn't know what to think anymore.
what do they sell? is fag supposed to stand for something? who ever thought "Hey i have a great idea i'll make a shop, place it in the middle of a religious country and i'll call it FAG Middle-East and we'll sell shoes! "?
actually I have no idea what they do and i don't want to, it'll ruin the illusion if i did find out. sometimes i wonder how people associated with this special shop feel
Employee: " Hello, my name is (insert name here) and i am a faithful employee of FAG Middle-East."
Customer: "Hello, my name is (insert name here) and i am sure to become a regular customer at FAG Middle-East."
Employee: "Will you need to start a tab?"
Customer: " Boy-howdy!"
I would hate for a store that hilarious to think of to be affected to be the recession, i hope that store will always be successful.
MeOWS:
If you ever owned a cat. you would never proclaim that it is yours or that it belongs to you. why? because cats OWN you. and not the other way around. I am one of those people. my cats are always in the process of ordering me around. when you walk past they'll run up to your legs where either you end up tripping on them or accidentally kicking them. if you do kick them they wisely decide to punish you.
so half an hour later your spraying Iodine on your scratched up legs muttering cuss words loudly and hoping no children hear you.
Sometimes it can be a good idea to write down your thoughts, and i wonder as i write this if this is true, what makes it a good idea? do i publish this and gain a group of followers who call themselves the Mozanites or Mozanarians? Sadly, if i do start some sort of a cult people will mistake us for some kind of a pop band because:
a) If i ever gain any advocates I'm sure they'll turn up to be a sad few, primarily composed of mama's boys and single mothers.
b) We'll go around calling ourselves Moza and the Mozanites and wear tight-fitting leotards that have leopard prints on them.
The truth of the matter is i only started writing this because i felt like it and maybe a small part of me likes the idea of leading a cult (don't worry it'll never happen)
so... i forgot what the point of this whole paragraph was so i guess i'll just move on to a different topic.
Clumsy Me:
Today i had serious discussion with my elder sister about how clumsy i am, i've always been clumsy, dropping things "oops!" picking it up and dropping it again "Shit!" bending down to pick it up again. I've had many stumbles as a kid i remember looking down at my legs and they'd always be covered in scrapes and if there was ever a time were there were no scabs or scratches at all I'd think to myself "how weird is that!"
My sister tells me everybody's clumsy, i tell her quite forcefully that nobody is as clumsy of my why just earlier this week my shoulder bumped against the side of a doorway in university several times but i was always too embarrassed to address the matter and just kept on walking.
"Your just like me" she said " you can see it coming think "nows the time to turn" and bump into the wall anyways, you're slow to react"
"No" i denied it, turning to face her the same determined look on my face a sailor would get before regaling others with how he battled the Kraken "One time i was walking past a doorway i bumped my hand against it, and thats when i noticed my arm was sticking out at an angle, like this!" i must have looked foolish lying down next to her on my side with one arm stretched out at a 45 degree angle, eyes wide.
later our conversation topic turned to other topics that were just as stupid.
Paranoia:
If you ever lived in Dubai and had a overly-religious Syrian teacher teaching you you'd realize just how paranoid people can be.
"I once heard..." she told us with bias (which she shouldn't be because she's an Islamic teacher and should've been teaching us about love and open-mindedness) " ... that an Arabic boy opened a box of cereal exported from America and a snake came out of it and bit him! he had to be sent to the ICU" She paused for a while to let it sink in then started up again with certainty "They are doing this on purpose just to spite Muslim countries"
I remember thinking how stupid of her it was to say that, while some Americans are not fond of Muslim countries i really doubt that they would package snakes in Kellogg's brand Coco Puffs with the intention of hurting frightened little Arab boys. How would they make money? and there are many foreigners who live here I really don't think Americans would want to hurt their own people, that made me doubt her words even more.
She even warned us about wearing American brand jeans because apparently if you get them wet they turn your legs blue, poisoning you slowly.
The saddest thing about her ridiculous notions are the fact that they are the only words she has ever imparted to us that have stuck with me, i don't think i'll ever forget them. i think years from now i'll find myself doubled over laughing telling my kids about the time my Junior-high school teacher told us that wearing jeans is poisonous and tattoo your legs blue.
Hobo's and Subways:
I notice that whenever i put my headphones on and sing it sounds like a load of crazy muttering especially if it's a fast paced song. if you picture me standing in the subways a sheila wrapped around my head gauchely, covering both my hair and my headphones, bobbing to the beat of the music singing Umbrella by Rihanna, I am 100% percent sure to look crazy. sometimes i think to myself how fun it would be to act that crazy i could even bang my purse against the walls and chase people around as they scream about me being a terrorist and apart of al qaida or some other Muslim Terrorist group and i'd wonder how they'd come to that conclusion as i chase after them singing
"under my umbrella ella ella ella eh eh eh"
FAG Middle East:
Every time my family goes to the mall we always drive past this shop called FAG Middle East. now when i was young and naive this oddly named shop had no affect on me at all, but now I'm older, wiser, certainly smart enough to look up the meaning of fag in the dictionary, which is:
fag |føg| |fag|
noun informal chiefly offensive
a male homosexual.
I don't want to have to tell you how wrong it is to see the words Fag and Middle-East combined. I used to think it was some kind of used car shop, but as soon as i learnt what Fag meant i didn't know what to think anymore.
what do they sell? is fag supposed to stand for something? who ever thought "Hey i have a great idea i'll make a shop, place it in the middle of a religious country and i'll call it FAG Middle-East and we'll sell shoes! "?
actually I have no idea what they do and i don't want to, it'll ruin the illusion if i did find out. sometimes i wonder how people associated with this special shop feel
Employee: " Hello, my name is (insert name here) and i am a faithful employee of FAG Middle-East."
Customer: "Hello, my name is (insert name here) and i am sure to become a regular customer at FAG Middle-East."
Employee: "Will you need to start a tab?"
Customer: " Boy-howdy!"
I would hate for a store that hilarious to think of to be affected to be the recession, i hope that store will always be successful.
MeOWS:
If you ever owned a cat. you would never proclaim that it is yours or that it belongs to you. why? because cats OWN you. and not the other way around. I am one of those people. my cats are always in the process of ordering me around. when you walk past they'll run up to your legs where either you end up tripping on them or accidentally kicking them. if you do kick them they wisely decide to punish you.
so half an hour later your spraying Iodine on your scratched up legs muttering cuss words loudly and hoping no children hear you.
Rub a dub dub
I had a dream that reminded me of this song:
" Rub-a-dub-dub,
Three men in a tub,
And how do you think they got there?
The butcher, the baker,
The candlestick-maker,
They all jumped out of a rotten potato,
'Twas enough to make a man stare"
I can't remember the exact details, but it was similar to the show "The Bachelor" the bachelor himself looked a lot like Draco Malfoy XD (that's what i get for obsessing over HP) but for some strange reason instead of bachlorettes there were supposed to be other bachelors, which i conjured out of a cauldron, three of them! thus leading to the memory of the childhood poem. which now that i think about it is a very very gay poem. what the hell are three men doing in a tub?
Thursday, January 13, 2011
If I Ever Feel Better Lyrics By Phoenix
They say an end can be a start
Feels like I've been buried yet I'm still alive
It's like a bad day that never ends
I feel the chaos around me
A thing I don't try to deny
I'd better learn to accept that
There are things in my life that I can't control
They say love ain't nothing but a sore
I don't even know what love is
Too many tears have had to fall
Don't you know I'm so tired of it all
I have known terror dizzy spells
Finding out the secrets words won't tell
Whatever it is it can't be named
There's a part of my world that' s fading away
You know I don't want to be clever
To be brilliant or superior
True like ice, true like fire
Now I know that a breeze can blow me away
Now I know there's much more dignity
In defeat than in the brightest victory
I'm losing my balance on the tight rope
Tell me please, tell me please, tell me please...
If I ever feel better
Remind me to spend some good time with you
You can give me your number
When it's all over I'll let you know
Hang on to the good days
I can lean on my friends
They help me going through hard times
But I'm feeding the enemy
I'm in league with the foe
Blame me for what's happening
I can't try, I can't try, I can't try...
No one knows the hard times I went through
If happiness came I miss the call
The stormy days ain't over
I've tried and lost know I think that I pay the cost
Now I've watched all my castles fall
They were made of dust, after all
Someday all this mess will make me laugh
I can't wait, I can't wait, I can't wait...
If I ever feel better
Remind me to spend some good time with you
You can give me your number
When it's all over I'll let you know
If I ever feel better
Remind me to spend some good time with you
You can give me your number
When it's all over I'll let you know
It's like somebody took my place
I ain't even playing my own game
The rules have changed well I didn't know
There are things in my life I can't control
I feel the chaos around me
A thing I don't try to deny
I'd better learn to accept that
There's a part of my life that will go away
Dark is the night, cold is the ground
In the circular solitude of my heart
As one who strives a hill to climb
I am sure I'll come through I don't know how
They say an end can be a start
Feels like I've been buried yet I'm still alive
I'm losing my balance on the tight rope
Tell me please, tell me please, tell me please...
If I ever feel better
Remind me to spend some good time with you
You can give me your number
When it's all over I'll let you know
If I ever feel better
Remind me to spend some good time with you
You can give me your number
When it's all over I'll let you know
If I ever feel better
Remind me to spend some good time with you
You can give me your number
When it's all over I'll let you know
---------------------------
I love this song, it's the kind of song that has a beat you wanna sway to but at the same time you just wanna lie down and relax.
Burlesque
the verdict? It was overall a good movie, Christina proved to be a better actress than expected and the music as expected was amazing :D though the plot was bit predictable everything else was awesome! I loved Cher <3 and i adored the fact the Dianna Agron made a cameo.
More Tom Felton :D
Just putting up a little eye candy, no no, don't get ahead of yourselves it's for me not you ;p
chocolate hobnob
there was an interview in which a girl asked Matt Lewis "If you were a biscuit, which buscuit would you be?" to which Matt replied something along the lines of "ha ha ha If I were a biscuit what biscuit would i be? I'd love to be a chocolate Hobnob, but i'd probably be something rubbish and unpopular like a pink wafer"
I think he'd make a delicious hobnob mmmmmmmmmmm <3 ;D
hur hur hur, aren't i creepy?
DELETE!
I just deleted all my old embarrassing posts, they will not be missed, that i know for sure :D lol i just realized that my blog posts are a lot like tweets... short and insignificant :0 ooooh snap
Another dream I had
As an influence of deadlines and Harry Potter, one of my latest dream had me chasing after Professor Snape to get him to help me with my homework, I must've chased him for hours in the dream but he continued to flee, his face bubbling awkwardly eventualy he stopped and revealed to me that he was actually Lord Voldemort and the only reason that he looked like Snape was cuz he took Polyjuice potion.
"Oh, ok" I said defeatedly and woke up XD
still filling you in
so last year i had an INTERESTING dream. so here it is:
Dream Log: 1/4/10
I dreamt my sister shahoodeh and i were standing on a cruise ship in the middle of the ocean. looking out into the sea we saw Selena Gomez passing by on a jet ski.
I blinked, then said " Why's she wearing a prom dress while riding a jet ski"
"didn't you hear?" my sister replied " Selena Gomez is traveling cross-country looking for her childhood crush"
"that's stupid" I barked, then leaned over the rail to get a closer look
Selena passed by slowly looking determined, black hair flapping in the wind, little sardines got thrown up by the force of the jet ski. She eyed them hungrily. somehow i knew that she had made her way there without any supplies. but still i screamed "EW" when she attempted to eat one.
maybe she heard me cause she quickly dropped it. snapping out of her delirious sate.
-----
The scene was suddenly shifted and Selena Gomez was talking to a red-curly-haired Jewish girl (?) who was wearing a similar dress.
Apparently the Jewish girl (?) knew Selena's childhood crush. In fact he passes by waving at them.
though his face looked blurry to me.
they watch their crush walk into a crowd of people. an excited scream is heard.
his ex-girl-friend whose recently been engaged threw herself around him gleefully.
"it's been so long Stan!" she cried "I missed you so much!"
yes, the ex-girl-friend was Wendy, and the childhood crush was Stan Marsh.
but to me, the words went unheard. i went on not realizing who the people in front of me were supposed to represent. every one was walking around in a park. but as far as i was concerned i was still standing on a cruise ship.
Stan walked away with Wendy to get some quality time. Selena and the Jewish girl followed after.
Wendy and Stan walk into Stan's room. which was in some hotel. for some unknown reason the wall in front of his room was glass so you could see what they where doing easily.
they were chatting because Stan is too much of a wuss to try anything else, and maybe he just didn't want to.
Selena peered in and gasped " Oh my god! what a slut!"
the Jewish girl (?) frowned as she realized that Wendy was lifting up her skirt in an attempt to woo Stan.
Stan was oblivious.
"We should do that too!" Selena said angrily
"we shouldn't stoop to her level!" the Jewish girl snapped
but Selena was already starting to strip down. a concierge walked up to her and stared.
She took noticed and stopped. the concierge walked away.
the Jewish girl huffed in disbelief "he was just staring at you! what an asshole!"
Stan had suddenly taken notice that Wendy was being a skank, and nooo. he was not happy. he ushered he out of his room. the last thing Stan wanted was to be involved in an affair.
The Jewish girl and Selena were so happy they confessed their feelings to Stan. Selena kissed him on the cheek and the Jewish girl kissed him somewhere near his forehead,
and only then was his face clear to me! Stan was James Roday!!!! yes, TV's Shawn Spencer from Psych!!!
He had wanted more lovin from the Jewish girl, but no. she wanted to move slow.
he turned to Selena worried that his nose was too long and the Jewish girl wouldn't love him
"are you kidding!? this is Kyle we're talking about!" Selena retorted.
*GAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAASSSSSSSSSPPPPPPPPPPPP*!!!!
omg! the Jewish girl, was actually KYLE!!! and he was in drag!!!
and i woke up. I'm still wondering why i had such a strange dream >_>;
and why Selena Gomez. maybe i have a crush or something gay like that :P
Dream Log: 1/4/10
I dreamt my sister shahoodeh and i were standing on a cruise ship in the middle of the ocean. looking out into the sea we saw Selena Gomez passing by on a jet ski.
I blinked, then said " Why's she wearing a prom dress while riding a jet ski"
"didn't you hear?" my sister replied " Selena Gomez is traveling cross-country looking for her childhood crush"
"that's stupid" I barked, then leaned over the rail to get a closer look
Selena passed by slowly looking determined, black hair flapping in the wind, little sardines got thrown up by the force of the jet ski. She eyed them hungrily. somehow i knew that she had made her way there without any supplies. but still i screamed "EW" when she attempted to eat one.
maybe she heard me cause she quickly dropped it. snapping out of her delirious sate.
-----
The scene was suddenly shifted and Selena Gomez was talking to a red-curly-haired Jewish girl (?) who was wearing a similar dress.
Apparently the Jewish girl (?) knew Selena's childhood crush. In fact he passes by waving at them.
though his face looked blurry to me.
they watch their crush walk into a crowd of people. an excited scream is heard.
his ex-girl-friend whose recently been engaged threw herself around him gleefully.
"it's been so long Stan!" she cried "I missed you so much!"
yes, the ex-girl-friend was Wendy, and the childhood crush was Stan Marsh.
but to me, the words went unheard. i went on not realizing who the people in front of me were supposed to represent. every one was walking around in a park. but as far as i was concerned i was still standing on a cruise ship.
Stan walked away with Wendy to get some quality time. Selena and the Jewish girl followed after.
Wendy and Stan walk into Stan's room. which was in some hotel. for some unknown reason the wall in front of his room was glass so you could see what they where doing easily.
they were chatting because Stan is too much of a wuss to try anything else, and maybe he just didn't want to.
Selena peered in and gasped " Oh my god! what a slut!"
the Jewish girl (?) frowned as she realized that Wendy was lifting up her skirt in an attempt to woo Stan.
Stan was oblivious.
"We should do that too!" Selena said angrily
"we shouldn't stoop to her level!" the Jewish girl snapped
but Selena was already starting to strip down. a concierge walked up to her and stared.
She took noticed and stopped. the concierge walked away.
the Jewish girl huffed in disbelief "he was just staring at you! what an asshole!"
Stan had suddenly taken notice that Wendy was being a skank, and nooo. he was not happy. he ushered he out of his room. the last thing Stan wanted was to be involved in an affair.
The Jewish girl and Selena were so happy they confessed their feelings to Stan. Selena kissed him on the cheek and the Jewish girl kissed him somewhere near his forehead,
and only then was his face clear to me! Stan was James Roday!!!! yes, TV's Shawn Spencer from Psych!!!
He had wanted more lovin from the Jewish girl, but no. she wanted to move slow.
he turned to Selena worried that his nose was too long and the Jewish girl wouldn't love him
"are you kidding!? this is Kyle we're talking about!" Selena retorted.
*GAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAASSSSSSSSSPPPPPPPPPPPP*!!!!
omg! the Jewish girl, was actually KYLE!!! and he was in drag!!!
and i woke up. I'm still wondering why i had such a strange dream >_>;
and why Selena Gomez. maybe i have a crush or something gay like that :P
Filling you in on what you've missed
but i cant see you caring since this blog has been abandoned for nearly 4 years. but a lot has happened since then, first of all is that now i am a University student (yeah aren't i fancy) I'm a sophomore :) I study in AUS (The American University of Sharjah) it's a good university, but a definite pain in the ass. I keep wanting to buy a AUS T-Shirt because i know i'll want to keep it as a memory but i can't bring myself to, my heart gets filled with such loathing! pure unadulterated loathing!! .. oh well maybe in a few years time i'll be mature enough to think of my education without bile rising up in my throat.
My current obsession
THIS GUY!!! this gorgeous guy that i'm seriously crushing on, Matthew Lewis! and i gotta tell you there are not enough pictures of him online :C anyway for those who don't know this charming bloke is the guy who plays Neville Longbottom in Harry Potter, BTW i also have a crush in Neville XD the heart is a fickle thing <3
wooo! be still my beating heart <3 <3 <3
I love his sunglasses <3 onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjyE7N0yeauK6M-Wvr51gmd7ukJ1elsh4lncGdaIEEk6k4AiUojD4i2NlSYnZQSzoepcEdLsIu_TmSv6XyBnuGX8R9UZ-MH7IpOtZ-8ycHINDlZg03-gHIeJKSD4AJbCMKoAGmP27Sc7id9/s1600/Matthew-Lewis-HBP-UK-Premiere-harry-potter-7010499-396-594.jpg">
Soaked in a Tux, doesn't it just spell SEXY BITCH <3 (No Offense Matthew Lewis if you've had the unfortunate experience of stumbling onto my blog, but i doubt you will :P)
I'm not sure if anythings posting or not :C
it seemed to work, but after i refreshed the page the post seemed to disappear.
i'm gonna get to the source of the problem eventually. actually i know the problem! all the buttons are in Thai!!!! but i'm gonna try to fix it, it's either that or learn to read Thai
i'm gonna get to the source of the problem eventually. actually i know the problem! all the buttons are in Thai!!!! but i'm gonna try to fix it, it's either that or learn to read Thai
I was dead but now i'm not
Listen, i have no idea if my post is even gonna work because for some reason everything is Thai. i'm just guessing which one is the correct buttons XD if it works out well then i guess i'll try to post more regularly. and maybe act a bit more natural than my previous posts, cause when i re-read them it seemed to me like the person who wrote this blog is a total dumb-ass who's trying to impress ppl with big words, i was such a little loser back then. I still am XD
soooo i'm gonna cross my fingers and pray that this post's okay, and if it does look forward to seeing more posts from me :D
soooo i'm gonna cross my fingers and pray that this post's okay, and if it does look forward to seeing more posts from me :D
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