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alone, together.
May 26, 2004

>:D

You know you're gonna have a good day when your friends send you gay porn.

Heh heh.

~ Miggie

9:33 AM | + |
May 21, 2004

Confessions

I just realized that out of 50 icons in LiveJournal, I have 21 featuring Dominic Monaghan. Add moodtheme and layout and you have a fangirl.

I've also just printed Harry Potter and The Chamber of Secrets on the office printer -- 341 pages. Yay for laser printers.

I'm also alone here, dancing barefoot to "Rush" by Depeche Mode.

And people wonder why I don't have a boyfriend. Pffft.

~ Miggie

6:17 PM | + |
May 19, 2004

Ah, las mujeres...

You know you're living in an Almodóvar world when you find out you're in the center of a love/hate triangle square, involving four friends.

All of them female.

Oy.

~ Miggie

1:44 PM | + |
May 18, 2004

nnngggghhh

Slash ate my brain mkaythxbai.

~ Miggie

7:37 AM | + |
May 14, 2004

;)


My life is rated NC-17.
What is your life rated?

~ Miggie

6:14 PM | + |
May 11, 2004

Moody

That's how I feel lately, like a megamix featuring Bauhaus, Depeche Mode, The Cure and Radiohead. Dark, with pink lights shining behind me.

Very much like this self portrait from a couple weeks ago.


~ Miggie

10:51 AM | + |
May 6, 2004

Collision

I have someone in my life right now that confuses me. It's someone I've known shortly, for two or tree months, yet it has such a power over me it's almost scary.

How? Well, this person knows me. I mean, knows me. What I feel, what I think, why I react the way I do towards things, thus crumbling my very-well planted wall of self-protection I've had up all my life. Therefore, I feel I'm in a constant state of vulnerability around this person, and that's quite unsettling and uncomfortable for me, because I've found out I don't feel at ease anymore when I'm with said person. It's like the ground I'm walking shakes because they can see through me.

This whole thing is so new and unexpected that I feel I have to protect myself, and I've started to make distance. I avoid and snap and bitch and get so short-tempered for the mot ridiculous things. Which, of course, hasn't gone unnoticed. I've been put on the spot and asked why I've changed, why I'm trying to fake myself. I don't know what to say anymore. I'm so fucking disarmed I don't have any arguments to fight. And this person know this, too.

I'm not ready to be weak, but I certainly have to stop feeling like I'm going to choke everytime this person is around. I have to stop feeling naked and defenseless, I need to avoid breaking down like this so often and I fucking need to get a grip.

I need my illusion of control back.

~ Miggie

10:32 AM | + |
May 4, 2004

Peluca

I found excellent pictures of U2 in Portugal from the past weekend. They were doing a photoshoot for the new album, likely to be released sometime between next month and the Summer of 2015.

Edge and Larry are looking basically the same, especially Larry, who has a "forever young" pact with the devil. However, Adam Clayton is teh sex. It's leik woah. And Bono's hair scares me. Can't he shave it á la "Pop"? He looks as if he had a wig on. And Bono is so, you know. Charismatic and shit. I can't look at him seriously thinking he has a wig on. I wonder if, when they're talking, Nelson Mandela looks at Bono's hair and thinks "WTF?"

Hee.

~ Miggie

2:32 PM | + |