reenka

okay, so, this is like, stupid and what-not. and i'm... well it's not dignified to be all squealy about people you don't quite know too well-- or even DO know "too well" (especially). but. but...! oh. um. i'm telling y'all (y'know, y'all who are mostly in my head, those people. yah. we all know about "them", don't "we", hehe. i crack myself up-- but anyway--). yah. i'd like to say, i lovelovelove (erm...well you know... er nevermind)-- helena. *happy sigh* her journal. i haven't been reading it lately-- ever since meeting her last winter. i found her around the time i found

liquor [aarti] and everyone. she rocks. yah. she has -such- a way with words. and she's still at it! woo! this entry re: Sammy Soul Mate [& married "bliss" *shudder*], is just-- priceless. hee :) Sammy Soul Mate! *grins* i so agree. yah. i've had a few friends get married. get married! MARRIED, people! what the heck were you thinking??! my -god-! and yeah, they're not "available" as much anymore. i guess it's the married bliss taking over their brains ;p hmf. remind me to only get married to someone as crazee as i am. someone who... well someone who'd only do it for the "gesture". silly, huh. i like pretty dresses though. plus children of course. so. but.... i mean... i will so not turn into "Reena the Married". oh my GOD. that would be death. i miss 'manda :( i -miss- her and she's -married- and she's in frikkin' -buffalo- doing -married stuff-. hmf. yah well, "long-term relationships" can do this to you too. i should know. goddamnit. *sigh*. um, i've diverged from my happy helena-squealing haven't i. yah. it's not like i want polyamory or non-committal flings, or... whatever. i just want to be me. "friends with benefits" [as on the 'relationship style' quiz] doesn't really cover it. i LOVE the people i love, forever, yeah. do i want to share my bathroom with them for years to come...??! no. do i want them to feel they need to complain to me about their every tooth-ache?? NO. god i'm one messed up old-school romantic, aren't i ;p

``I want to meet you, for the first time, every single day, as if you woke up with a new soul every morning. If I can't do that, I'd rather give you to the Russian mafia."

er... yah. this message brought to you by, reena's messed-up-fangirl brain ;p

P.S. ~~ok, so...i know most hp fanfic at ff.net is bad...but really... i mean, -really-... i have no words for this. it's not so much that it's -bad-, even, that i can understand. but... what does it have to do with harry potter? except um... those nasty, "dark" slytherins. yah. oooooh... vampire!slytherins. heh. it's too much :) ok so she's 14. i was so lame when i was 14. she's actually good for 14. etc,etc. i instinctively didn't write fanfic back then. ha-- instead-- i wrote these really really bad sex stories. yes i'm not ashamed. ok, rather, i'm shameless ;p heh.
it's so hilarious, trying to imagine what i'd have written if i was to write hp fanfic at 14. would i also like, give dwakie a fairy/vampire/etc best friend? ok but yah, she does write badly, and i only -sort of- wrote badly. ahem. heeeyyy, i -like- those sex stories, even. they were hot! ;p well...ok maybe not. i can't remember too well anymore. yah it was het, btw. ah gods, we all have skeletons in our closet, i guess. heh, though it doesn't really feel shameful to me, just somewhat lame. i wrote really strange comedic fantasy, too. everything was either for laughs or for sex back then. ok, still. actually, yah, first poem i wrote in english was a fanfic-sorta-thing. *shudder* it was for fantasy island. ha. second one was for beverly hills 90210. i actually thought the whole luke/shannon doherty melodrama was... intense. when i was 12. god, i can't cast stones, can i. oh yah. at least i don't have NSync fanfic in my past. er....yah ok i'll shut up while i'm behind, now.