I'm the most boring individual you will ever have the mispleasure to meet. I can promise you that. And if you spell my name wrong, babies will be punched. I just missed 11:11. God damn it all.
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A hell of a lot of choices
 Hi.
So, basically-fo-fasically, I got Pokemon Platinum the other day. To be honest... it's my favorite Pokemon game. Better than Crystal. Better than Sapphire. Booyah.
I have Oliver the Torterra, Dallas the Golduck, and Antoinette the Houndoom. Yes, it's quite beautiful. All I need is an Ampharos (once I beat the game) and a Heracross (same) and my team will be complete. Oh, and a flying Pokemon. Not sure about that yet. Maybe Aerodactyl, which needs more loooove.
I'll update again in a bit. Let me finish up this lovely home ec project. Eck.
Labels: 74 days, Pokemon
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Believe!
 Before I recap on my week thus far, just let me say that last night was pretty damn cool. Seven hours of nonstop Liam? Fuck yeah Seaking. And I also talked with Alyssa and Marita but you know they just suck.
Right. So today is my second day homebound'd. It's pretty cool I guess. My tutor is sweet, I guess that's good. She's coming here tomorrow to help me with some classwork and such. I just miss my friends... at least I have Liam some more because I've really been missing him these past few weeks. I don't know why, but I just feel like I don't see him as much anymore. He has work a lot and schoolwork has been piling up on me higher and higher. It's totally frustrating.
Hmm, what else. Eh, I think that's it. Liam and I are just discussing how much the Love Hina english dubs sucks so bad. Keitaro = what. HIS VOICE GRATES MY EARS SWEET MOTHER OF GOD EEEAAAGRHHHhghsaj
PS, Vaginal exams are not fun.Labels: 95 days, homebound, Liam, Love Hina, OMG LESS THAN A HUNDRED
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Mikuru Beamu!~
 Hmmm. I wish I were in a band or something. I feel so unproductive these days, I want something to do and look forward to.
I know that I have a voice, but not one for recording or bands or things like that. I have a theatre voice. Two different things. Put me in front of a mic and I croak. Put me by myself on a stage in a wacky costume and I'll sing my heart out. Haha, it's sort of awkward, right? But hey, y'know. I'll never get to do that unless I do a solo career. Actually, I can use my synthesizer and piano and make music. I can also do a bit of gweetar and recorder and ocarina. This could work.
...nah.
Hm. I'm being homeschooled for the next two months. My cyst is killing me. Like literally. Okay not really, but it sure as hell feels like it is. But I think I have to go into school tomorrow to get my stuff... so yeah. Sigh.
Labels: 102 days, band, cyst, unproductive
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RE: Not as planned...
 Oh yes, one more thing.
I did splendidly on my history test! Well, in my opinion, anyway. Everyone was all in my grill, like "aaaa Meghan you're gonna fail because you DON'T STUDY, GO TO HELL" and I'm like "chillax have some tea is that the Truman Show? I love the Truman Show go watch it and relax." And I also kicked Herbert Hoover's tiny ass in the process.
Bastard president.
(Yeah, the avatar relates to the comment above. Another bastard president.)
Labels: 111 days, bastard president, random, studying
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Neverending Stories
 Hello fools. How is everyone? I've been doing quite... averagely, to say the least. You know. Nothing out of the ordinary.
To all women: never get an ovarian cyst. Sweet mother of Christ they hurt. They hurt enough where my mom and I are discussing whether I should be homeschooled for a month because of my extreme pain. I mean seriously, this pain is just terrible. How will I survive Wallyball?
Erm, Wallyball is like dodgeball, except you throw it at a wall. Yeah, it's as lame as it sounds.
Actually, I probably won't do it because Liam asked me not to. Okay, that sounds really submissive, let me explain. Liam is deathly worried about me and my cyst. I mean, he was practically in tears, begging me to do ping pong, or not do gym in general. I felt terrible, he was the one who was apologizing in the end for restricting me and I'm all like, "Nononono, you're right, I shouldn't be exerting myself in this condition" and gosh, I just felt so bad! Luckily I'll get to talk to him tomorrow and stuff and yeah.
111 days fffffuuuuu. I know that when it gets down to 11 days I'll be in a foetal position, staring at that nice counter Alyssa made for the Liam Fanclub. When forced out of my room, I'd be running into walls and tackling people and shouting among other things. Meep.
Ah, Liam got me some Warhammer figurines! Lizardmen... yeah they're KICKASS. And they're adorable! No joke. He got me uh... 24 of them? And one leader. I really don't know how to play, I'm gonna have to consult my beloved Uncle Chris for that. Or Liam, because I mean C'MON he bought the damn things for me. I'm guessing this is my Valentine's Day gift, which is totally awesome because I know how expencive these Warhammer figures are. I love being a complete nerd with my boyfriend, it makes me cry manly tears of beautiful.
What else... Brian is coming over tomorrow! I haven't seen him in about forever. And when I say forever, I mean two weeks. Eh okay I give up, I have nothing to talk about, Goodnight Nurse~!
Labels: 111 days, Brian, cyst, Liam, Warhammer
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Not as planned...
 Guess who was up until 2am studying for a goddamn history test? Yeah, that'd be me. Thank god my cyst attacked me this morning, or else I'd be screwed. That's right, I took a day off today, for good reason! I need to study, study, study today and, well... yeah. Y'know. Life.
I'll update later telling y'all how it went.Labels: 115 days, studying
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In White Houses
 I came to the conclusion today that I am so glad that my boyfriend doesn't smoke or do drugs.
Seriously! If it turned out that Liam smoked I'd... probably... dump him. Yeah, for one thing he would've been lying to me this whole time which is a huge no-no. And second of all, ew. He would probably die in a few years from his lungs turning a deep shade of black and not being able to breathe anyway!
...that's a terrible thought. I'm sorry Liam, wherever you are. Sad face.
But re-he-heally, I despise smoke. And alcohol. Wait, can I change this subject?
I hate alcohol. I hate alcohol. I hate alcohol more than anything on this goddamn galaxy. And do you know what sucks? Liam drinks. Okay, well, only on special occasions, but only because I forced him otherwise. He used to drink to well... get drunk... and... I hate that. God, it brings tears to my eyes because it scares me so much. Drunk people are hella scary. It's like... I don't know if they're them or not! Or if they're just this fake person with a different personality! I dunno. It scares me. A lot. And... yeah. I'm done talking about this. I just scared myself haha.
Anyway! ...actually I think that's it. Eck, what a depressing update...
Labels: 117 days, alcohol, Liam, rant, smoking
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A hell of a lot of choices
Hi.
So, basically-fo-fasically, I got Pokemon Platinum the other day. To be honest... it's my favorite Pokemon game. Better than Crystal. Better than Sapphire. Booyah.
I have Oliver the Torterra, Dallas the Golduck, and Antoinette the Houndoom. Yes, it's quite beautiful. All I need is an Ampharos (once I beat the game) and a Heracross (same) and my team will be complete. Oh, and a flying Pokemon. Not sure about that yet. Maybe Aerodactyl, which needs more loooove.
I'll update again in a bit. Let me finish up this lovely home ec project. Eck.
Labels: 74 days, Pokemon
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Believe!
Before I recap on my week thus far, just let me say that last night was pretty damn cool. Seven hours of nonstop Liam? Fuck yeah Seaking. And I also talked with Alyssa and Marita but you know they just suck.
Right. So today is my second day homebound'd. It's pretty cool I guess. My tutor is sweet, I guess that's good. She's coming here tomorrow to help me with some classwork and such. I just miss my friends... at least I have Liam some more because I've really been missing him these past few weeks. I don't know why, but I just feel like I don't see him as much anymore. He has work a lot and schoolwork has been piling up on me higher and higher. It's totally frustrating.
Hmm, what else. Eh, I think that's it. Liam and I are just discussing how much the Love Hina english dubs sucks so bad. Keitaro = what. HIS VOICE GRATES MY EARS SWEET MOTHER OF GOD EEEAAAGRHHHhghsaj
PS, Vaginal exams are not fun.Labels: 95 days, homebound, Liam, Love Hina, OMG LESS THAN A HUNDRED
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Mikuru Beamu!~
Hmmm. I wish I were in a band or something. I feel so unproductive these days, I want something to do and look forward to.
I know that I have a voice, but not one for recording or bands or things like that. I have a theatre voice. Two different things. Put me in front of a mic and I croak. Put me by myself on a stage in a wacky costume and I'll sing my heart out. Haha, it's sort of awkward, right? But hey, y'know. I'll never get to do that unless I do a solo career. Actually, I can use my synthesizer and piano and make music. I can also do a bit of gweetar and recorder and ocarina. This could work.
...nah.
Hm. I'm being homeschooled for the next two months. My cyst is killing me. Like literally. Okay not really, but it sure as hell feels like it is. But I think I have to go into school tomorrow to get my stuff... so yeah. Sigh.
Labels: 102 days, band, cyst, unproductive
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RE: Not as planned...
Oh yes, one more thing.
I did splendidly on my history test! Well, in my opinion, anyway. Everyone was all in my grill, like "aaaa Meghan you're gonna fail because you DON'T STUDY, GO TO HELL" and I'm like "chillax have some tea is that the Truman Show? I love the Truman Show go watch it and relax." And I also kicked Herbert Hoover's tiny ass in the process.
Bastard president.
(Yeah, the avatar relates to the comment above. Another bastard president.)
Labels: 111 days, bastard president, random, studying
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Neverending Stories
Hello fools. How is everyone? I've been doing quite... averagely, to say the least. You know. Nothing out of the ordinary.
To all women: never get an ovarian cyst. Sweet mother of Christ they hurt. They hurt enough where my mom and I are discussing whether I should be homeschooled for a month because of my extreme pain. I mean seriously, this pain is just terrible. How will I survive Wallyball?
Erm, Wallyball is like dodgeball, except you throw it at a wall. Yeah, it's as lame as it sounds.
Actually, I probably won't do it because Liam asked me not to. Okay, that sounds really submissive, let me explain. Liam is deathly worried about me and my cyst. I mean, he was practically in tears, begging me to do ping pong, or not do gym in general. I felt terrible, he was the one who was apologizing in the end for restricting me and I'm all like, "Nononono, you're right, I shouldn't be exerting myself in this condition" and gosh, I just felt so bad! Luckily I'll get to talk to him tomorrow and stuff and yeah.
111 days fffffuuuuu. I know that when it gets down to 11 days I'll be in a foetal position, staring at that nice counter Alyssa made for the Liam Fanclub. When forced out of my room, I'd be running into walls and tackling people and shouting among other things. Meep.
Ah, Liam got me some Warhammer figurines! Lizardmen... yeah they're KICKASS. And they're adorable! No joke. He got me uh... 24 of them? And one leader. I really don't know how to play, I'm gonna have to consult my beloved Uncle Chris for that. Or Liam, because I mean C'MON he bought the damn things for me. I'm guessing this is my Valentine's Day gift, which is totally awesome because I know how expencive these Warhammer figures are. I love being a complete nerd with my boyfriend, it makes me cry manly tears of beautiful.
What else... Brian is coming over tomorrow! I haven't seen him in about forever. And when I say forever, I mean two weeks. Eh okay I give up, I have nothing to talk about, Goodnight Nurse~!
Labels: 111 days, Brian, cyst, Liam, Warhammer
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Not as planned...
Guess who was up until 2am studying for a goddamn history test? Yeah, that'd be me. Thank god my cyst attacked me this morning, or else I'd be screwed. That's right, I took a day off today, for good reason! I need to study, study, study today and, well... yeah. Y'know. Life.
I'll update later telling y'all how it went.Labels: 115 days, studying
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In White Houses
I came to the conclusion today that I am so glad that my boyfriend doesn't smoke or do drugs.
Seriously! If it turned out that Liam smoked I'd... probably... dump him. Yeah, for one thing he would've been lying to me this whole time which is a huge no-no. And second of all, ew. He would probably die in a few years from his lungs turning a deep shade of black and not being able to breathe anyway!
...that's a terrible thought. I'm sorry Liam, wherever you are. Sad face.
But re-he-heally, I despise smoke. And alcohol. Wait, can I change this subject?
I hate alcohol. I hate alcohol. I hate alcohol more than anything on this goddamn galaxy. And do you know what sucks? Liam drinks. Okay, well, only on special occasions, but only because I forced him otherwise. He used to drink to well... get drunk... and... I hate that. God, it brings tears to my eyes because it scares me so much. Drunk people are hella scary. It's like... I don't know if they're them or not! Or if they're just this fake person with a different personality! I dunno. It scares me. A lot. And... yeah. I'm done talking about this. I just scared myself haha.
Anyway! ...actually I think that's it. Eck, what a depressing update...
Labels: 117 days, alcohol, Liam, rant, smoking
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!! Meghan Julianna Schultz. 14. Female. Taken. Freshmen. CAPSLOCK.
 I'm commonly known online as Fiinikkusu, Megative, or Robotiqua. Some people call me Meg, Meggu, Mego's, Megatron, Megalopolis, Meganium, Schultzy, and some insults here and there. But you can call me tonight.
 I live the simple life. At the ripe age of fourteen, I can still rely on my parents. I can still do stupid things and only get disappointed head-shakes and scoldings. I can still love my boyfriend without being expected to have sex with him. I can still ask for a lollipop at the doctor's office. I can still be completely clueless about the world around me without others thinking I'm unintelligent. I know that in a few years, everything will be different. But that's okay. Everything is different.
 I'm not hard to please. I like Pokemon, playing the piano, cell phone charms, hair clips, window shopping, algebra, surveys, band-aids, pizza, my boyfriend, snow, Optimus Prime, 11:11, and kittens.
 When I grow up, I'm going to live with my boyfriend somewhere. Just anywhere but here. And I will have a coffeeshop. It's unnamed so far, but one day I will think of a name and a location and everything. Those are my life dreams in a nutshell; to live with my boyfriend, to own a coffeeshop, and to move away from the boonies of Pennsylvania.
 I'm straightedge, and I mention it often. I don't do drugs, smoke, drink, and I'm still a virgin. I hate alcohol more than anything on this planet, just throwing that out there. Don't talk to me just to bash my opinions. Everyone has them, and I appreciate that you're trying to make yours heard, but you're going to the wrong person about them.
 I watch anime and read manga. My favourites are Higurashi no Naku Koro ni, Sayonara Zetsubou Sensei, Pita-Ten, DOGs, and Kaleido Star. I watch television. My favorite TV shows are Scrubs and That 70's Show. I watch movies. My favorite movies are Ferris Bueller's Day Off, Transformers, Bill and Ted's Excellent Adventure, and War Games.
 I'm not your average fourteen year old.
 
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