| I like: drama, singing, hairties, chapstick, buttons, shiny things, Case Closed, dogs, London, fire, rain, tye-dye, showtunes, friends, Disney, swimming pools, Sophocles, hedgehogs, purple, laughing, New York, sarcasm, Ouran High School Host Club, Harry Potter, Greek pizza, thesauruses, Asian tourists, lava lamps, otters, recycling. I hate: DELUSIONAL TWILIGHT FANGIRLS. and... hot weather, incompetence, purple cabbage, homework, hypocrites, show-offs/attention hogs, insomnia, intolerance, salamanders, slugs, sand in my hair, Calculus, music snobs, Panic! at the Disco. |
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HP and the OP: Episode 5The next morning passed with nothing of consequence because the writer is too lazy to think of filler. By that evening, Sirius was thoroughly bored with his new girlfriend and his current situation. He gathered his five fellow protagonists together to come up with a solution for the glaring tedium.HP and the OP: Episode 5
“Let’s play Truth or Dare!” Melanie shrieked. The others blankly stared back at her. “Don’t tell me you don’t know how to play Truth or Dare,” she scoffed, “We always play it in America! You Brits are so behind the times…”
(Insert long-winded game explanation here.) &
by ~ellemennoP
HP and the OP: Part 4The writer has now decided to embark on a random chapter containing diary entries from each character , because every person in this story obviously keeps a diary and/or journal into which they happen to spill all the secrets of the innermost crevices of their dynamic and complex psyches, revealing their deepest, truest feelings which, in this case, happen to be of undying love for the other diary writers, creating an intricate and multi-faceted Love Squectangle. Word.HP and the OP: Part 4
Lily Evans
Dear Diary,
James Potter is the most disgusting human being it has ever been my misfortune to be within a five hundred-m
by ~ellemennoP
The Starry Air of MarchOne day I walked outside my house and fell intoa puddle with no bottom. Muddy water stained my white gossamer dress as it swallowed my head. The world became a soft lullaby. Gestapo boots hummed their merry tune as tinkling glass birthed sparklers through the starry air of March. Butterfly flames danced around my hair. Bright jewels burst from the lungs of the Creator and the Beloved, Mother of the mother of my womb. Little lips, sadly from the mouth of the puddle frowned in envy at my luck. I was saved, they were left unchosen. My eyes could lift belowThe Starry Air of March
by ~ellemennoP
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- Current Residence: New York, NY
- Interests: Acting, singing, misusing profanity, procrastinating, killing people.
- Favourite movie: The Departed.
- Favourite band or musician: Nirvana, Weezer, The Doors, showtunes, pop music,
- Favourite genre of music: Broadway!
- Favourite artist: Monet.
- Favourite poet or writer: JK Rowling, Whitman, Shakespeare, Plath, Shaffer, Dickinson.
- Operating System: HP laptop.
- MP3 player of choice: iPod nano.
- Favourite game: Cookin' Mama!
- Favourite gaming platform: Nintendo DS.
- Personal Quote: This minute that comes to me over the past decillions, there is no better than it and now.
- Tools of the Trade: Words.
- AIM: ellemennop91
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'I wish life was not so short,[...],languages take such a time, and so do all the things one wants to know about.'
J. R. R. Tolkien, The Lost Road
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"You don't allow me to go at Diagon Alley, mother. It runs a risk I can meet there a muggle-borns... and... GOD! I can talk with them!" said Sirius ironically imitated his mother voice
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You hack your way through the jungle and there comes a point where the guide says "get out your cameras. The gorillas are around the corner." I grabbed my sketch book. The guide looked at me like I was an idiot.
-Glen Keane
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I regard the theatre as the greatest of all art forms, the most immediate way in which a human being can share with another the sense of what it is to be a human being.
-Oscar Wilde
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You hack your way through the jungle and there comes a point where the guide says "get out your cameras. The gorillas are around the corner." I grabbed my sketch book. The guide looked at me like I was an idiot.
-Glen Keane
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You hack your way through the jungle and there comes a point where the guide says "get out your cameras. The gorillas are around the corner." I grabbed my sketch book. The guide looked at me like I was an idiot.
-Glen Keane
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STOP! Watch my gallery, you will have some fun there
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A wise friend once told me "You can't spell funeral without FUN!", so true. That same friend also told me "If at first you don't succeed, whack it with a stick.", he's so brilliant.
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