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PAUL DEMPSEY: "Have You Fallen Out of Love?"
Best song ever referencing the Devil.
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HEAAAAAAAAAAARTS. rain smell rain smell rain smell! It's kind of lame in that you can't prance around outdoors but I LOVE sitting indoors listening to rain, it's probably the best sound ever.
I don't know, rain makes me get all silly and spiritual and lame, but I love it. LOVE. There should be more of it, more often. -
Wow. I don't know. It's not that I haven't thought about it but literally that I don't really know. This is like Holly's question, what makes me happy, in that I've never come across anything that does.
Closest I can think would be staffing Young Endeavour, but in the end I think the endless in/out of youth crew would start to get to me.
I'd like to get into policy and legislation development at some point - I know that sounds dull, but I'd like to have an influence ont he society we live in and I don't think I'm charismatic enough to be a politician, haha.
Or I would like to live on a property in the middle of nowhere. I would be lonely but I literally adore the outback/rural Australia.
...I guess what it comes down to is that I have no idea whatsoever. There are things I would like to get involved in and things I would enjoy, but nothing that has struck me as something I love. Which is kind of lame but I doubt I'm the first it's happened to. -
Not really. I'm a pretty hardcore straight-edger. That said, I did take anxiety meds to stay awake when writing my essay, and I do use alcohol to chill out, but most people do, I guess.
The only 'substances' I've used are alcohol and prescription meds, and I know too many horror stories re: people doing stupid things with medication to mess around with them. And noone enjoys alcohol related vomiting, let's face it. -
I can be for you, you sexy minx.
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OH MY GOD YES.
So often.
Actually that's kind of why I'm moving home, to get away from horrible kitchens and squeaktoy noises at 11pm. My room is as far away from my parents' as physically possible so no chance of that in my own house LET ME TELL YOU.
I wanted to move anywhere at the end of 2008. I stayed mostly because I had nowhere to go, but also because of my job - the people I work with are exceptionally supportive and the opportunity I have here to get a headstart on my career is unbelievable. That doesn't mean I didn't spend a month sequestered away in my office writing the occasional letter but mostly just staring at the wall wanting to disappear, but it's the obligation to my boss that kept me. And now I'm glad I stayed because the people I work with have become amazingly awesome friends as well as amazingly awesome colleagues :D
Plus, well, I'd miss my family like a mofo. My parents and I are really, really close. -
Well, see... there was this bandwagon... and I'm kinda weak to those.
I don't know. Curious about what people would ask me/what I could ask them, I guess. -
YASIN? IS THAT YOU?
I don't know, but not a bitch, that's for sure. -
SLJKFDKSJLFS WHO ARE YOUUUUUU
Physical contact totes has nothing to do with friendship. -
Uh. Touchy subject much.
I don't /really/ know. I've had crushes on people in the past who I definitely know weren't into me. It's difficult to judge though whether they were for srs realz or not because I pretty much don't trust any emotions I had from ages 12-18, and the vast majority of emotions from ages 18-21 for that matter, because they were so skewed by adolescence/anxiety/my 'omg i'm worthless why would anyone love me' worldview.
That said, I was stupidly in love with Yasin for about six months before he noticed me, haha. *dork*
And... at the end there, there was a period where he'd let go (or thought he had, which amounts to the same thing) and I hadn't. And, quite literally, that was the most painful experience of my life - probably because at that point I'd given up most of my faith in the other people in my life bar my family, so to have the one person I still felt for not feel the same way was pretty heart-wrenching.
Um, that got a bit emotional there, sorry. :S
EDITED TO ADD:
I also have this ridiculously retarded empathy thing where I actually CANNOT stop myself from empathising, with anyone. I actually sob, at things I know aren't real, because of how characters/people feel. I can't watch cold-blooded violence because of the way I start empathising with the characters being beaten up. It's ridiculous.
So unrequited love for /me/ on the part of someone else just feels me with unimaginable guilt. Trufax. -
Wow.
It says a lot about my personality and the changeability of my emotions that my initial response is SHIRTLESS JONATHAN RHYS MEYERRRRRRRRSSSSS!
I don't really know. I've never actually found that 'thing' people talk about that makes you go, 'YES. YES. THIS. THIS IS WHY I DO WHAT I DO.' Sometimes that makes me sad, and sometimes I just figure I haven't found it yet.
And sometimes I think, screw that, I have found it. I derive a lot of joy from relationships, fictional or real, where people rely on eachother and treat eachother with respect. I don't know that that's something I can necessarily experience actively, though (aside from being friends with jawesome people) so I'm not sure if it counts. -
uncleaaaaaan
No, but I do have awful persistent (like four years) eczema on my right ankle that makes me look diseased and won't disappear even when I smash it with hydrocortisone. But seawater makes it disappear in a week... this is why I'm moving to QLD/the coast. -
I was one of those kids who used to give their teachers biscuits/trays of fruit at the end of the year - partly because my parents made me, but the more I think back the happier I am that I did it, because let's face it, those people gave up their time to try to help a seething mass of pimply shitheaded teenagers learn something about the world.
Which is why I'm a little guilty to say - no, I don't. I would like to catch up with all of them - or some of them - but with all of the other things on my 'gosh i should really get to that one day' list, unfortunately it's not a priority.
Maybe I should just drop in to Merici/Bunda hahaha. Bunda would probably love it, I can't see Merici being too impressed though... -
Hmm. Good question.
I'm sad about some of my friends from high school that I don't see any more. Even some primary school people. But I figure, you know, friendships are completely organic, you can't force them. I could make an effort to keep in touch with people I barely see any more, but I prefer to focus on maintaining really good quality friendships with people I do see.
I also think friendships are bizarre nowadays in that there are people you never see physically at all who you still might be really good friends with - IE through the internets.
Then there are people like Jess and Vicky who I might not see for six months and then we talk nonstop for seven hours when we catch up.
I have gone through a massive paradigm shift in the past year in that I've realised that if someone isn't putting the effort in to see /me/ it doesn't mean I'm not a worthwhile person. It's been really cathartic for me to learn to say to myself, "Well, person X clearly doesn't want to make the effort, so why should I?"
In that sense, there are a whole lot of people who I were friends with 18 months ago and never see any more, and I think it's been really positive. -
Like... ONE.
Once in college I had three cups of tea before 9am and spent the rest of the day spazzing out.
I had an essay to write over the weekend (summer school WHAT) and drank an energy drink and took two of my once-a-day-in-the-morning-otherwise-you-won't-sleep meds, and I actually felt like i was going to have a heart attack.
I'm not a caffeine person. -
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ELEPHANT VACUUM.
stick insect staple remover. Or a dragon if it was one of those ones that is made of claws rather than a stick thing. A DRAGON STAPLE-REMOVER/LIGHTER.
Now i'm looking through all my stationery.
frog holepunch? -
it depends on the question!
sometimes I am curious about why people ask things. and i do as much psychoanalysis on why x asked y as on y itself... if that makes sense.
i have had too much coffee for this question
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Laura’s Bio
questions are jawesome. and i like talking about myself. hahaha.
