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This journal is (mostly) friends-only, due to my recognising my spastic and overly-emotional tendencies. If you would rather be spared that and just would like to read the lulz (which are posted public), feel free to add me!

However, if you would like me to add you back, please shoot me a comment so that I know - otherwise I may end up not realising I have new friends =X.

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NEW! Added September 9th, 2011: You can also use this post to ask me any questions or leave any comments that you may have about anything you can think of. This could be anything from fanfic, fandom, artwork, health, or anything you want to ask or comment about. You don't need to be on my friends' list to ask questions or leave comments! I am the type of person who is a firm believer of free speech and the right to comment about anything you want to comment about.

Additionally, if you want to ask me anything private, you can send me an LJ PM via Livejournal, located on my info page. I accept all messages from everyone with an LJ account. However, I may take a bit to answer, so please be patient if I don't get back to you right away!

Current Mood: amusedamused
20 October 2014 @ 10:06 pm
I've been putting this off for way too long, but it has to be done, now. I can't ignore it anymore.

I have to say goodbye to LiveJournal.

They've completely locked me out of my own journal, so I can't even sign in anymore. I don't even know if anyone there can read this post. I hope so. I would hate to vanish without anyone knowing.

I've also been trying to update Dreamwidth when I remember but I often forget. I've been working a lot with WordPress lately, and have three connected blogs through them: a regular one, a health one, and a writing one. Yes, writing. I've decided to go ahead and publish online for free.

There are are many reasons why I'm doing all of these things. The main one is my mortality. I recently have been suffering severe pain that won't go away, and am now forced to wait yet another agony-filled week just to get an ultrasound. So yeah, mortality has come up to bite me lately, and I do not want to die before writing everything I have to offer.

Another thing is fandom. I used to really love it. Hell, I sometimes still write a fanfic or two. But I'm so far out of it now, I know I will never be able to come back (I'm talking Avatar, obviously). And frankly, I'm pretty sure no one has missed me since I've left. Hell, I'm certain if I look, I'll only have like five people following my journal because I haven't updated in so long.

I understand that.

So yeah. If I ever get into LiveJournal again, I don't think I'm going to delete it (too many memories), but I am going to lock it down and private it. I am also going to close down any communities I created, including my writing one (but that one will be archived as well).

I'm sorry, but it's been a long time coming. Should you want to talk to me, please do so on Dreamwidth, as I cannot comment back on LiveJournal. Also, if you want my email address, PM me and I will give it to you gladly. And, if you have WordPress, drop me a line.

I'm crying while typing this. I've been here for over a decade and it breaks my heart. But I do love you all and still want to talk to you. Just not through LJ anymore.

Again, I love you all. I'm sorry. Please contact me. I'll try to update when I can on DW.

Also, here's a recent pic, before I pulled an Azula and cut off all my hair:

This was originally posted over on Dreamwidth. Feel free to comment on either site!
Current Mood: sadsad
21 July 2014 @ 06:04 pm
I'm not dead! I'm just busy with blogging!


You'll be able to see why I haven't been using this journal lately....

Love you!

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Current Mood: busybusy
08 April 2014 @ 08:33 pm
So... I turned 30 on Saturday.

It's not as bad as it sounds. I had a wonderful time out to dinner with my family, and was glad that both of my older sisters could make it.

It just feels weird. I'm 30. But sometimes I feel either 60 or 15. It makes little sense. I certainly don't feel as if I've earned being 30. I haven't had any successes worth being proud of at the moment. My life is, at best, half over now.

All I can do is start to get serious about getting published. I really want to get something out there, anything, other than fanfiction that nobody reads much of and is never taken seriously ANYWAY. But I'm deeply afraid of rejection that will definitely come with trying to get published, and I lack the type of ego that can easily bounce back following rejection after rejection. And yet, if I write nothing, send nothing, nothing will happen. At least a stack of rejection letters shows that I at least tried.


I guess I should fully update, but save deep thoughts and fluctuating health of myself and my pets, I've got nothing.

I know I've missed a lot while I've been busy pissing away my time on Twitter and YouTube. Tell me what I've missed here, while I try to catch up on my own friends list.


This was originally posted over on Dreamwidth. Feel free to comment on either site!
Current Mood: anxiousanxious
27 February 2014 @ 03:42 pm
Some updates:

-I'm on Twitter like a fiend, but will still update here when I can and have something long to say.
-Health is kinda bleh. Tapering my pain meds, so ouch.
-Almost everyone in my friends/family circle are doing well.
-Worried about those who aren't doing well.
-Trying to make an actual difference instead of posing like someone who does.
-I wrote two fanfics this month and plan on writing more. Original fiction is also doing rather well, oddly.
-Reading tons of books. Still feel stupid though =D

Nothing else that I can think of. Did I leave something out?

This was originally posted over on Dreamwidth. Feel free to comment on either site!
Current Mood: depresseddepressed
28 January 2014 @ 09:21 am
I am mentally ill.

To most people reading this blog, who've read this blog for over a decade, you know this in some way. But it's only lately that I've been able to actually say it frankly, without hesitation, and without shame.

This post will be to the point, detailed, somewhat graphic, and very personal. But I don't care if people know what is going on with me. For the sake of length and possible triggers for suicide, assault, bullying, and self-harm, I will cut this entry, but it stays public.

From here on in, no limits.

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Current Mood: blankblank
26 January 2014 @ 08:59 pm
I'm a white Canadian. I make no secrets about this. I am well aware of how lucky I scored on racial-roulette, even country-roulette. Despite one or two glaring things (being female and mentally ill), I am still so fucking lucky.

Which is why I feel so much pain and sorrow for the real Canadians, the aboriginal Canadians, whom I bet my asshole white ancestors were racist to at some point in history. I am able to somewhat distance myself from my murky roots and remember deeply the disgusting genocide done on this so-called land of the free. I can't change the past. But we can change NOW.

Which is why I find the modern-day treatment of aboriginals here in Canada so abhorrent and wretched. Between the pipelines, the land-steals, the uncaring that the white government has about the glaring truth that native women, in the thousands, go missing and are being raped and murdered by whites who only get slaps on theirs wrists because, hey, they were just Indians, right?

NO. Fuck you. NOT right.

First of all, let's address that word: Indian. Last I checked, it meant someone from INDIA. The idiot and racist Columbus sets foot on a land he wasn't welcome on, sees non-whites, and labels them Indian. We can somewhat excuse his idiocy once it was discovered he wasn't in India. Fine.

But it's centuries later, and whites are still calling aboriginals by this name. They even do it legally, under the "Indian Act of Canada", a disgusting document in itself, maybe hence why it retains its ignorant name.

But (again) it's not ignorance anymore. These people were here first, and had and have names for themselves. "Aboriginal" is an umbrella term I am using to include all tribes and bands affected right now. But people - usually those white fatcat rich 1%-ers in Parliament - still like to use the name Indian, never kindly, and never, ever, in the right way.

I recently watched a documentary filmed in the 80s called "Dancing Around the Table." It enraged me. I was screaming at Trudeau's image, a man I had admired once. (You could probable find this video on YouTube, but if not, let me know and I will edit this entry with a link.)

I've started to hate my own skin, its privileges, its history on this land I really love and consider my home. And yet I am an immigrant, no matter what, and people who are immigrants like me with the same skin tone tell others to "go back to their countries", when the soil they claim is theirs is stolen land.

Second, there was a controversy in the last few weeks about an aboriginal teenager wearing a hoodie to school (Got Land? Thank An Indian). It caused a backlash, alright - the wrong one, which I deeply regret and wish people weren't so fucking stupid so that they would actually understand the message she was obviously saying, and begin to discuss it and MAYBE JUST MAYBE THINKING ABOUT WHAT THAT MESSAGE WAS INSTEAD OF PUNISHING HER.

As a teenaged aboriginal, (her, not me) I cannot imagine how this poor girl must feel. I know there is a group of awesome people also supporting her and the cause (which would have been me also but because I'm white I'm actually genuinely not sure I have a right to wear that shirt, even if I agreed with the message), but I hear more about the bitchy whities from the hill about how the shirt is offensive. To whom? You? Because you have to own up to the fact that nearly 200 years later, nothing has changed for the people your ancestors stole land from?

Fucking idiots, would you fucking wake up?

Third: There is a sort of small group growing on Twitter (yes I went back, long story) that wants to celebrate 150 years of "Canada" as a nation. I proposed that hey, maybe just maybe, instead of celebrating 150 years of white domination, maybe use this celebration to actually repair the damage you (we, they, whites) caused them? Surprisingly, the tweet was met with support. At least there is that.

This rant went on long, so, long story short: Hey white people, stop fucking oppressing the only peoples who have a right to say "I'm purely Canadian", because YOU? You don't! Stop raping their women and children, experimenting on their students, murdering their women and not punishing the whites who do most of the above, and also, hey, FUCKING GIVE ABORIGINALS ACTUAL RIGHTS.


Please feel free to comment on this, whoever reads is, in whatever way. Agree, disagree, whatever. I want to know what everyone things, if anyone cares, and why the fuck not?

This was originally posted over on Dreamwidth. Feel free to comment on either site!
Current Mood: frustratedfrustrated
21 January 2014 @ 08:52 pm
There will be fics afoot soon.

Two, to be exact: one from Fire Emblem: Awakening and one from Slayers!

Yay scribbles! And hopefully then I can get back to writing more and more, and actually finish series that people still read, despite being old and suspiciously dusty!

I dunno :D

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Current Mood: creativecreative
21 January 2014 @ 07:44 pm
Unfortunately, the issue with Twitter was never resolved, and actually, was never even looked into. Despite the fact that today, I had to RE-BAN people I banned previously from hacking my account and adding themselves to my follow list! I hate people like these, people who are such follow-whores that they would do anything to see "random numberK" on their fucking following list.

I don't like that. I don't appreciate having my account hacked. I don't appreciate being ignored, five times, when I appealed to @Twitter to look into my account and fix the problem. I don't like attaching myself to a fun forum and meet wonderful people, only to have my privacy violated and disrespected.

My last tweet will be a link to this entry, and I'm going to sign out of it until the problem solves itself. I don't want to delete it yet, despite the fact that I damn well could and Twitter still wouldn't give a shit. Rather, I want EVERYONE to see what Twitter thinks is right. I want EVERYONE to pass this entry around, see my damaged and hacked account, see my appeals to the official Twitter of Twitter be ignored.

And then I want everyone to do something about it, to make Twitter actually give a shit about its users and their rights to privacy.

Shortly after this post goes live, I will be linking it on Twitter and then logging off of the page until the problem resolves... or gets so bad that I have to delete it anyway. I hope the former, but expect the latter.

If you've suddenly noticed new names on your account that apparently you now follow but never added, YOU HAVE BEEN HACKED. Nothing you do, be it change your password (twice) or make your tweets private, will ever keep you from being hacked again. These idiotic, insecure, desperate little babies will lack onto your handle and not let go until have reached whatever thousandth they desire before they feel famous.

If this sounds familiar, DO SOMETHING. Tweet to @Twitter and demand they do something. Give the names of these violators of privacy, report them as spam, block them, and keep harassing @Twitter until they fucking wake up.

It didn't work for me. Maybe it will for you. And yes, keep me posted. I do love the idea of Twitter. I just wish it had better ethics and standards.

This was originally posted over on Dreamwidth. Feel free to comment on either site!
Current Mood: angryHACKED
15 January 2014 @ 09:45 am
Twitter is pissing me off. Yesterday, I found names on my account that I supposedly added to follow.... Except no, I did not. I though, okay just a glitch, and unadded them.

But then this morning, I found almost 15 strange accounts added to mine. I know I didn't add them. So one of two things is possible:

Twitter is adding these names to my account for reasons unknown.
I've beeb hacked by a bot who serial-adds other bots.

Either way, no reason is good enough for that kind of shit to happen. If it happens again, I'm not only deleting that account, but will not go back.

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Current Mood: angryangry