Leto and Skully 8D

I did a post like this on my other blog, but

A) I felt like this blog needed it too.
B) I've grown so much closer to you two since then.


I don't have many friends, if I'm honest. I don't have very many people who I can share all my secrets with (or most of my secrets >.>) or many people who I can actually be myself around. When I'm with my school friends, I'm a much more diluted version of myself. I'm still me, but a more...censored version of me, let's say.

I started reading this series of books, and I found out there was a forum for these books. I began lurking in the shadows of this forum, checking every now and again to see if anyone had posted something funny or interesting. I then realised it wasn't enough, just watching this community grow. I wanted to be part of it.

I joined the forums. There were a few problems with my account at first, but it got sorted out, and I started posting in these forums. I began to get a sense of what I wanted to be on these forums, because most people are slightly different online as opposed to real life.

The biggest thing that happened for me though, was the fact I made friends. I started to realise I shared the views of certain members more than I did with others. There were these two members, called Leto and Skully >.>

I thought they were both hilarious, and bright, and fun.

I wanted to try out roleplaying, so I PM'ed Leto, and asked her if she'd mind doing a test Roleplay with me. She said yes, but our conversation carried on into an abyss of insanity that was only dampened when we reached the hourly PM limit.

I can't remember what sparked me to talk to Skully. I think I may have felt conversational, and Skully was the only other person online, so I sent her a PM, and it was the same story. I found myself literally laughing out loud at the things these two were typing on screen.

I eventually gave them my email address, and we began talking on MSN. We found out our likes and dislikes, we shared secrets, and we were extremely inappropriate >_>

That was when I noticed that I looked forward to coming online and talking to Leto and Skully every evening. I would get bored with the average conversations I'd have with acquaintances at school, and I'd come out of my shell when my fingers started typing.

I was closer to two people I'd never even met than I was with people I'd spent years of my life with.

And I didn't regret a thing.

I love you two so much, and I want the world to know that 8D

(In a totally platonic way >.>)

Seriously, Brain? You're going to change your mind?

This is getting annoying, you know.

I still can't decide what to do with this accursed blog.

Reviewing is something I'd like to do, and I still will. It's just not something I want to do on this blog Full-Time.

Therefore, I hath come to the conclusion...

That there is no conclusion and OH MY GOD THE FONT CHANGED D8

Meh, I won't bother changing it back, because that requires effort.

Anywho OH MY GOD I FORGOT TO TURN ITALICS OFF D8

Yeah...Okay....
Um.

Anywho.

I've changed le font back \O.O

Don't worry, there is an actual point to all of this. Well, y'know...

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That line was there to separate all that rambling from the importance that will now occur. And now I have to make a new line, damnit.

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....I cannot be bothered to write anything else.

Use your imagination and pretend I wrote something.

This man is my entire life now. Is that sad and/or creepy?

DON'T FIGHT THE FEELINGS. YOU KNOW YOU WANT TO JOIN ME.

I know what to do with this blog!

I'm going to review stuff.

Heh. Yeah.

So, basically, because I'm fed up of not knowing what to do with this blog, I thought 'what do I love the most?' and the answer was 'books, movies, games and music.'

So.

I'm going to like, review things and shiz, and hopefully it'll make you 'LOL'...or something.

You may comment and ask me to review specific things, if you swing that way >_>

First of all, I'm going to review Chapter One of Neverwinter Nights (a video game made by Atari.)

Ahem.
Bye.

*I'm also going to occasionally post ordinary blog posts, like what I did today, and shiz.

Hey, Guess What I've Decided?

Hey, I've finally decided on what I want to do with this blog!


I've decided to be an Agony Aunt! Apparently I'm good at thi*SHOT*

So, basically, if you have a problem, you comment, and tell me. If you know me from the forums, you can PM me instead, if you like. Just tell em if you want to remain anonymous or not, and if you do, I'll delete your comment as soon as I can.

Of course, as far as I know, all the people who follow my blog would NEVER play along with this...so this is a rubbish idea...

SO RANDOM AND DISTURBED PEOPLE, JOIN MY BLOG!

*smiles all shiny-like*

**Uhm, if you comment on the blog, and you want to remain anonymous, I might not be able to delete your comment straight away. If you do see a comment from someone who wants to be anonymous, please don't spread what you saw around, and have some respect for them. Don't mock them for their problem. Or I will eat your soul >_> Or I'll get Kii to.

What happens when nothing happens?

...Nothing.

*trollfac*SHOTSHOTSHOT*

This is purely because I have nothing to blog about....

Anyways...uhm...bye.
*is awkward*

Avenue Q

Leto, you didn't need to be so harsh...you made Ilia cry little sad emo tears....>_>

I just saw Avenue Q. 'Twas good. Lots of inappropriate puppets. Frequent mentions of porn. Molesting of brooms. Canadian girlfriends.

Ilia likey.

"F**k you lady, that's what stairs are for."

>_>

Bad. No, not the MJ song. Bad. The adjective. 'Tis a difference, you see.

I'm a bad blogger.

I promised myself th - Oh..uh...one second...
Ok, I just went away, but you don't actually know that...because of...yeah...

So, I made an unspoken rule about blogging everyday, but that kind of failed. I don't really have anything to talk about...Or, more accurately, I don't have a clue what you guys want me to tell you.

So. Mah first competition of sorts. We all saw it coming. Don't lie -.-

Tell me the kind of stuff you want to hear about, and that's what I'll post about. A lot of stuff happens in my life, I guess, but it's up to you to tell me what you want to know. Wait, I already said that, but I phrased it differently...

Comment, and tell. I command you to.

(And if nobody comments, it'll be really awkward, so I'll make sure my next post I make is entirely made up of random pictures that nobody cares about if that happens. See how you'd like that.)

((I'll also spam your PM inbo*SHOT*))

A Little Anecdote

Hello there. I'm here to tell you a little story. Gather round, children.

Right, are you sitting comfortably? Then let's begin.

Once upon a time, there was a girl called Ilia. This Ilia was completely different to the Ilia telling you this story right now. Seriously.

Anyway, this girl, Ilia, was a fairly ordinary girl. She had brunette hair, that was cut short at her jawline, and feathered out at the back and the sides. She had natural blonde and ginger highlights. She was tall. She wasn't ugly, but she wasn't stunning. She was pretty enough.

One day, Ilia decided to go for a walk. She met someone. They talked. They went home. They forgot about each other.

And it really didn't alter Ilia's life at all.

The End.

Huggling.

Huggling.

Such a simple verb. Verb? No, not a verb...but a verb when used in a certain context.
I'll shut up now and return to my original point.

Huggling is like hugging, except much more expressive, but not as full on as glomping.

Huggling is what you do when you have a platonic love for someone.

*huggles Mi-Mi and Leto*
>_>

Bai.

Birmingham

Firstly, something weird has happened with this blog's formatting. Most of the colour options and shiz like that have disappeared.

COME BACK OR I WILL ELIMINATE YOU.

Oh, and secondly, Leto, I do like the fourth wall....occasionally.

But thirdly, I'm here to express my love for Birmingham. (Yeah, I know right?)

Ordinarily, I'd write a charming little song about Birmingham, that a Bard might sing as he looks up to the stars, whilst standing on the precipice of a hill, maybe in Southern Azeroth or something. But no. Not today.

Oh. Well, maybe.

TERRAH TERRAH TERRAH TERREE.
BIRMINGHAM IS NOT CHAVVY.
WELL MAYBE IT IS,
OR MAYBE IT'S NOT,
BUT ONE THING'S FOR SURE,
IT'S BETTER THAN...Um....Snot?

I'm regretting that now  ¬__¬

Anyway, Bai! :3

I'm back!

Hey. 'Tis me again. I haven't been online in a while, and I'm really sorry. But I'm back. Which is good.

Leto said some really nice things about me in her blog, and I just feel so bad for not being able to reach her to tell her I was Ok, but at least she knows now :3

So yeah, I'm going to start reading the Hunger Games soon, purely because they're there for me to read. Maybe I'll like them, maybe I'll find them boring, I can't tell until I've done it.

Yipee. *sarcasm*

I went to visit my Mum's Australian friend Danika today. On the way back, we stopped off at Ikea, and I bought myself a lovely cactus. I have called it Sheldon the Cactus.

(He likes to say "merp" but don't tell anyone >_>)

OH MY GOD. INVASION OF THE UBER LARGE LETTERS. GET THE MEERKATS AND RUN!

Bai everyone!

Sick.

I'm sick. My throat hurts, and I keep feeling like I'm going to throw up. And pass out. So, not good.

Being sick is an odd feeling. You're just going about your daily buisness, when all of a sudden, you don't feel...right.

You begin to think it's just temporary, a sore throat will clear up when you've had a drink; you'll stop sneezing when you blow your nose. Sometimes that's the case. Sometimes it's not. Sometimes it just gets worse, and worse. Sometimes people die.

Aaaand now that I've finished depressing the place up, let's get to what's important before I pass out.

I recently got a "Keep Calm and BAZINGA" T-Shirt. 'S pretty neato.

Ahem. So...uh, goodbye.



NOT like, "goodbye, I'm going to die," God no....
I'll post later when I'm less Ivy and more Kat. Inside joke....  depressed.

Bai! *waves frantically*

Hai.

Hai. I'm Ilia Shrewd, and I guess this is where I introduce myself. I do have another blog, but I didn't like where it was going, so I thought to my impressively sized brain "hey, why don't I just start another blog?"

So here I am.

Ilia Shrewd isn't my real name. I've just always liked the name Ilia, and Shrewd means clever. (I'm just unbelievably modest, right?) If I had to legally change my name though, it'd probably be Ilia McConnellie. I like Ireland....Yeah.

I guess I should start with things I like. One thing is Skulduggery Pleasant. In case you don't know, Skulduggery Pleasant is a series of books written by Derek Landy. I'd really recommend you pick up a cheap copy of the first book if you see one around; but beware, they're extremely addictive.

Another thing I REALLY LOVE is The Big Bang Theory. Unfortunately though, I live in England, so I'll have to wait until September for series five to come out on DVD. My favourite character is Raj. Because, like, it's Kunal Nayyar, and who could not love him?

KUNAL WILL LEAVE HIS STUPID SUPERMODEL WIFE ONE DAY, AND HE'LL REALISE THAT I'M THE ONE FOR HIM SO HE'LL COME AND SWEEP ME OFF MY FEET AND THEN SHIZ WILL HAPPEN AND WE'LL GET MARRIED AND HAVE KIDS.

My friend is also on here; Narfi Hypnos. I luffle mah Auntie Leto. Check out her blog, because I have, and 'tis brilliant.

 I don't know if the video link worked or not, but P!nk is my favourite music artist. She's just really inspiring and empowering. And she has ossim hair.

I guess that's it for now then. Bai *waves enthusiastically*