Bored, Bored, Bored, Bored, Bored. I'm Bored

Ho, hum. Not much is happening in my life now. I watched Pirates of the Carribean last night and all i have to say is THAT IS THE BEST MOVIE IN THE WORLD! I heard they're making a sequel. YEAH! But I will only see it if the bring Johnny, Orli, and Kiera back. my life is so boring today. I should see if Mom'll let me rent a movie tonight since the 'rents are going out. Anywho, I'm having a little contest. A nice big Brownie(mmmm, brownies) to whoever can correctly guess what movie this quote comes from:

"I think we've all arrived at a very special place... spiritually... ecumenically... grammatically. "

BUH-BYE Now!

Just a Few Quizz Results

I was bored so i took some quizzes. I wonder if the answers really fit


You are guided by water. You are generally calm and
peaceful, but you can be very destructive
without even realizing it.(Rate my test)


What force is your soul?
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You are Form 0, Phoenix: The Eternal.

"And The Phoenix's cycle had reached
zenith, so he consumed himself in fire. He
emerged from his own ashes, to be forever
immortal."

Some examples of the Phoenix Form are Quetzalcoatl
(Aztec), Shiva (Indian), and Ra-Atum
(Egyptian).
The Phoenix is associated with the concept of life,
the number 0, and the element of fire.
His sign is the eclipsed sun.

As a member of Form 0, you are a determined
individual. You tend to keep your sense of
optomism, even through tough times and have a
positive outlook on most situations. You have
a way of looking at going through life as a
journey that you can constantly learn from.
Phoenixes are the best friends to have because
they cheer people up easily.


Which Mythological Form Are You?
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You are naturally born with a gift, whether it be
poetry, writing or song. You love beauty and
creativity, and usually are highly intelligent.
Others view you as mysterious and dreamy, yet
also bold since you hold firm in your beliefs.


What Type of Soul Do You Have ?
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Dark magician. You love the dark because of it's
beauty and just the life that no-one else sees.
Mysterious, calm, quiet... But that doesn't
mean you're not friendly!

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What kind of dark person are you?
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Your soul is bound to the First Totem, Ares:
The Dove.

Ares appears as a pearl dove. She embodies
love, peace, balance, and devotion. She
is associated with the color pearl, the season
of transition, and the element of love. Her
downfall is idolization.

You are most compatible with Wolves and White
Stags.


Which Animal Spirit Totem Are You?
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Water Fairy
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Which Fairy are you?(for anyone many out comes)
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TELL ME WHAT YOU THINK OF THE ANSWERS!

Stayed tuned for more adventures ooooooooon:
CONFESSIONS OF A DREAMER

Volare- To Fly

Why is it that whenever I begin to feel so happy, something really crappy happens to make me go right back down to feeling depressed and alone. Sometimes I wonder if the two angels in “Dogma” didn’t have the right idea. Make the whole frocking thing disappear. Non-existence sounds a lot better than all of this.

Maybe I am depressed, though I find that unlikely, it would explain a lot. Why? Why, why why, why, why? Why do I feel so filthy and low sometimes? So utterly undeserving of life? Sometimes it seems like I’m neither here nor there, not truly happy yet not unhappy. Do I even belong here? Do I really belong anywhere? I wish I could still write poetry as often as I used to. Poetry is such a beautiful art form.

As much as I don’t want to like him anymore, I can’t hate him. To quote a great master: “Fear leads to anger. Anger leads to hate. Hate leads to suffering.” And he was right. Fear of rejection lead to anger at him and myself for ignoring the obvious. Anger at him and myself lead to hate of the idea of love and us together. Hate of the idea lead to suffering of the soul. Every time I see him give a hug to someone, a smile, a kind word, even a knowing glance, it’s like a dagger through my very soul. I sit here staring at him and I can feel this ache, this longing. I feel my heart beating against my chest, straining to free itself and run to him, cling to him, never let him go; Just as a lost child clings to its parents after being found. I hate myself more than I hate him. I hate myself for believing that anyone could ever love me. I dared to hope, flew on that hope and like Icarus, I fell from the glorious sky for daring to believe that a mortal could fly.

I tear at the wreckage of my wings, beating at my breast and howling like raging Sirocco on a dark desert night. If only I hadn’t hoped. If only I’d never learned to fly, to sing within my heart, “Volare! Oh, oh! Cantare! Oh, oh, oh, oh!”

Perhaps someday broken wings shall be mended and the heart will learn to sing once again. If not then at least once in my life I’d have flown above the world, free of all worries and cares.

Score: Me-5, Rock-10

I, for once in my life, have done something amazing. I actuallly pushed myself, drove myself and had fun doing it. I went rockclimbing. Sure I fell, sure I hurt like the dickens now. But it was worth it. I did so much better thanI ever thought I would for my first time climbing. Unfortunately me being who i am, so out of shape, I did not do as well I would have liked but I was great for a first timer.

Not to mention that there are TONS of cute guys who rockclimb. Forgive me my shallow moment. I only wish the one guy who truely matters at this time hadn't been there to see my totally fail at something that should have been easy. And then there's my fear of heights. Well not really heights but falling from them. Still, I wish i could have just stood ther all night watching him. It was so graceful, like an exotic dance. Someday I want to have skill like that, or at least one tenth of that skill.

Anywho I feel so alive right now, like if I really wanted to I could fly right up to the stars " Fly me to the moon. Let me play among the stars. Let me see what spring is like on a-Jupiter and Mars. In other words, hold my hand. In other words, baby, kiss me." I feel as light a feather. I'm going to sleep well tonight.

On a slightly crappy yet interesting note, i threw away The Letter. May god end all the fuss about it.

Anywho, "I could have danced all night, I could have danced all night. And still had room for more. I could have spread my wings and done a thousand things, I've never done before."

Tune in next time foooooor:
CONFESSIONS OF A DREAMER!

Strikes, Spares, And Happy Times

I had the best fun I've had in a long time tonight (Well i guess it was actually yesteryday night since it's 12:20 am). I went bowling with a bunch of friends and I had so much fun even though I sucked. I got to eat curly fires and then i played pool later after our games were done. An you know what the best part was? Not once all night did I think about any of the problems in my life. Everything was perfect. This is one of those moments I'd like to live over and over again. I read that the piont of life is to live each moment so that if you had to live it over and over again, your life would be perfect. That was tonight. Funny how when you're not concentrating on yourself that you are most yourself. That when you stop thinking, Oh God, what am I doing, people are staring, that you truely enjoy yourself.

I wish people could always be like this, not the way we usually are, so selfcentered and image concious. Society, popularity and mainstream are all crappy words and things and should be earased from humanity. sometimes I wonder why people conform so much when they complain so much about people who conform. Blargy, happy mood gone. Crumb! Still tonight was the best. Especially the way cute guyness. TEEHEE!
Stay tuned in for the nest episode of:
CONFESSIONS OF A DREAMER!

Italy As My Escape

I love Italy. Someday I want to have a villa there either in Tuscany or Lake Como. I've never been to Lake como but every picture I've seen brings to mind only one word: Paradise. The above is a painting of Lake Como and it just makes me feel like all the problems in my world are gone.

Have you ever done anything you really, really regret? That you wish you could go back in time and fix it? I did yesterday. And it's escalated into a full blown chaos. Over Christmas break I worte what can only be called a hate letter the the former apple of my eye. Not to ever actually give to him, just to you know, get all the feelings and pain out.

I should probably explain; I've liked this guy for about five years and finally i just got sick of being basically ignored. I still feel for him, I've just stopped hoping anything will happen. But I digrese. To get back to the story, i foolishly brought the letter to school, because me and my big fat mouth told my friends about it, mailny cause the letter scared the hell out of me. I hadn't realized I had that much pain in me.

To make a long story short, my friend Lauren, who is a friend of the guy, had the letter in her notebook. Two friends of the guy find said letter in her notebook, read said letter and proceed to write a very cruel response to said letter.

Then today the guy who shall forever more be refered to as Lobster(long story), came back form his vacation. His friends procede to tell him about the letter and now Lobster wishes to read said letter. This is bad. Very bad. For one thing he thinks he has a right to see this letter and he doesn't. For another I just want to forget about the entire thing. But I can see where this is going. My life is about to go from Good to Really Crappy Really Fast.

Which brings me back to my first point: Italy. My haven from reality, along with books, movies and my imagination. There I am always happy, free and content. Life is not a torent of problems rushing at me ready at any moment to detroy everything I've made good in my life. It's my Eden you could say.

So we'll see how this particular river chooses it's course. Hopefully all will be well in the end.

The First Day of the Rest of My Life

Hello one and all. I finally have a blog! YEAH! (pats self on the back for genius work done) So you probably want to know all about me, even though most of you who'll come here already know me. So on with the show:

Name: Eibhlin Aine Brennan

Location: Physically-Santa Fe, New Mexico. Mentally- Oh boy.

Sex: YES PLEASE! j/k Female

Likes: Italian food, milkshakes, movies(except horror), reading esp. fantasy and romance. I'm addicited to Star wArs and Harry Potter fanfiction and art.

Dislikes: Meatloaf, people who constantly feel the need to be in the spot like, those who enjoy making others miserable and when people treat me like a child.

So that's all for now. I have to go and scarf lunch before going back to class.
Ciao Dahlings, love you all to pieces.

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