Friday, March 20, 2009

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Your result for The Nerd? Geek? or Dork? Test...

Modern, Cool Nerd

57 % Nerd, 78% Geek, 39% Dork


For The Record:



A Nerd is someone who is passionate about learning/being smart/academia.

A Geek is someone who is passionate about some particular area or subject, often an obscure or difficult one.

A Dork is someone who has difficulty with common social expectations/interactions.



You scored better than half in Nerd and Geek, earning you the title of: Modern, Cool Nerd.



Nerds didn't use to be cool, but in the 90's that all changed. It used to be that, if you were a computer expert, you had to wear plaid or a pocket protector or suspenders or something that announced to the world that you couldn't quite fit in. Not anymore. Now, the intelligent and geeky have eked out for themselves a modicum of respect at the very least, and "geek is chic." The Modern, Cool Nerd is intelligent, knowledgable and always the person to call in a crisis (needing computer advice/an arcane bit of trivia knowledge). They are the one you want as your lifeline in Who Wants to Be a Millionaire (or the one up there, winning the million bucks)!



Congratulations!




Also, you might want to check out some of my other tests if you're interested in any of the following:



Buffy the Vampire Slayer




Professional Wrestling






Love & Sexuality




America/Politics




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Tuesday, March 10, 2009

...

Bah. I'm so freakin' bad with my procrastination. It's quite horrible.

Untitled
You and I could be a thousand miles apart
but I'll never defy the 'hows' and 'whys' you
continue to reside in my mind nor deny you from
my heart, I'd hate for your presence to
depart.
How did it start? The initial plunge
of your love through me like a dart
to its target blew me away, told me
to stay and gave me the words to say; this
is not a game I play - t'would be
a shame to with the way I think
about you each day!
You're here now and with a kiss to my brow
you vow you're always near, you'll never leave...
I breathe easy with your confirmation that you're forever
a part of me...

Saturday, March 7, 2009

...

Chapter Eleven

The phone rang constantly and the inbox of Nikola’s cell phone became flooded, but all of this was ignored. To Nikola, Lihua was just another demon sent to make her life a “living hell” as she put it, and she wanted nothing more to do with the Asian beauty. Lihua pleaded through countless voice mails and texts, wishing only to hold a meaningful conversation. The more messages she left, the more desperate she began to sound and even I felt pity in her favor.
“Just talk with her, at least once?” I asked as the melody of the mobile phone’s ring tone filled the air. Nikola disregarded my suggestion and only looked at me with a puzzled face.
“Are you alright, Thalia? You look pale…” Perhaps it truly meant nothing to Nikola, seeing as once she asked, her back was turned to me.
“Forget about me, “ I snapped with irritation. “You can’t ignore Lihua forever.”
“She’ll give up eventually.”
“I’m afraid I don’t feel the same.”
“…” Nikola, suddenly filled with a burning fire of rage, snatched her phone and answered it mid-ring. “What do you want?” I watched her closely as her mouth stretched into a smile, however this smile was far from one of happiness. “You’ve got to be kidding me… you really won’t stop until you have everything you want?”
“What happened?” I asked, the pain flowing through her and into me weakening my voice to nothing but a whisper.
“And what if I trust you…” Nikola glanced at me, and then looked away, pressing the phone into her ear. My heart fluttered restlessly in sync with her mounting excitement and anxiety, giving me an unspoken answer.

“Well… how about we meet up somewhere?” Nikola offered while nudging a stack of notebooks across the floor with her foot idly. “I think it’s better if we do this face to face… that is, if you really mean what you’re telling me.” She grinned silently as I observed her every move attentively.
“Alright,” she sighed, reaching for the house keys that rested comfortably upon her pillow. “I’ll be there soon.”

“Wait, Nikola…” I murmured softly as I became quite tentative with the idea of my human setting herself up to the mercy of Lihua and regretted the encouragement I gave for her to pursue this girl.
“Don’t, okay?” She sighed, pocketing her keys and running a hand through her hair while she headed for the door.
“But Nikola, I don’t—”
“Just shut up, Thalia! This isn’t any of your business! It’s my decision what I do from here and I don’t need your input.” Nikola frowned at me, pausing with thought. “I don’t need you.”

I was immediately hit with a crashing wave of nausea and dizziness and it felt as though my body had been ignited with fire. When Nikola stepped out of the doorway I doubled over, wrapping an arm across my body automatically as one would when pain burns from within.
“N-Nikola…” My voice had become harsh and uneven as I crawled across the messy bedroom floor. In my chest my heart raced painfully and veils of black flashed over my eyes time and again causing me to flinch, twitch and convulse. I had to stop periodically to prevent myself from passing out, clenching my jaw tightly and growling against the increasing amount of pain. One indescribable stab of pain shot through my entire being and I gripped my hair, screaming in anguish.
Finally I reached the door on the verge of unconsciousness and when I placed my hand upon the frame I witnessed what seemed like black ink slowly filling my veins, crawling up my arm tediously and through my neck. It was as though my blood was turning black with each beat of my heart and I…

A-and... I…

Saturday, February 28, 2009

...

Chapter Nine

Like an illness, Nikola’s pain rushed through me and burned through every part of my body mercilessly. While my heart slammed into my ribcage like a furious bull, I wondered how she could have put up with such agony for so long. It was unfortunate that initially my helping hand made no difference to her psyche and all that truly happened left us both in torturous grief.
Thankfully, my intervention proved successful within a matter of a week and for the first time during the spark of my assignment, I witnessed Nikola’s genuine happiness. I felt as though I finally fulfilled my destiny, serving my human to the best of my abilities. As she continued to blossom I stood by and protected her, despite the pain that ravaged my body tirelessly, pain that I kept secret from her. Diligent may the ache have been, I was equally if not more assiduous against it; I refused to let Nikola down now.
The relief from her previously known suffering allowed Nikola to be who she was meant to, opened doors for her success, granted her to identify with her soul completely. It was such an amazement that she even hid her sexual orientation, even from herself.
“Why would you see this as something bad?” I asked her one morning as she dressed, eager to celebrate her first Gay Pride parade.
“Because… people get harassed for it. It’s seen as something sinful and perverted.” She muttered, fumbling with her necktie in silent frustration.
“What! I can’t believe that for a minute!” My voice rose in disbelief. Stepping behind Nikola, I slipped my arms around her body to aid in the struggle against the tie. “It’s common in the Alter Realm… not a bit different from being heterosexual.”
“Seriously? Can I live there?” She grinned in satisfaction at the perfect knot I tied, running a hand down the length of the neck apparel. “Thanks, Thalia.”
“Anytime.” I whispered, stepping back to watch her.

I practically drowned her in questions on the way to Loring Park, a large commons where the Gay Pride is held annually. Although she answered none, I was far too incredulous to accept that homosexuality was frowned upon here in the Human Realm. Nikola was drilled during the duration of the car ride downtown by her mother and I, but I could feel her excitement and jitters bubbling inside as she gazed intently out of the window.
“Well, call me when you’re ready to come home.” Nikola’s mother watched her closely, a look mixed with worry and pride plastered over her face.
“Okay, thanks. See you later.” Was Nikola’s soft reply, sliding out of the passenger seat and turning away as the car rolled off in a dawdled pace.
“Your mother is accepting.” I took note audibly. Nikola only nodded a bit before trekking down the slope of the hill we stood upon, her eyes widening at the number of people who were crowding the grounds of the park. Quickly I followed after her, my own heart racing in response to her mounting exhilaration.
We rounded the entire park twice, following the winding sidewalks and peeking at every booth. Although Nikola was increasingly sidetracked by all the hullabaloo, I noticed on both occasions of passing by a cubicle for a GLBT oriented choir that an exquisitely beautiful young woman allowed her eyes to linger, a smile playing at the corners of her mouth.
“Oh look, a choir Nikola. Let’s take a look?” I thought myself clever when I stepped off the sidewalk and into the grass, towards the smiling beauty. When Nikola followed me slowly, I could only chuckle to myself at how dense my poor human was; even when the girl admiring her greeted her with vibrant energy, Nikola seemed to have absolutely no clue.
“Welcome! You like to sing?” the girl asked, smiling brightly.
“Oh… I guess? I mean I’ve never done anything outside of singing alone, to myself…” Nikola, finally entranced, mumbled shyly. Sweat beaded along my brow and slicked my palms, however I knew it was not the summer heat that warmed me.
“Maybe you should sign up… we’ll contact you and you could give us a little audition.” The way the girl’s voice dropped seductively made both Nikola and I shiver. “What’s your name?”
“Um… it’s Nikola…”
“I’m so glad to meet you, Nikola,” the girl smiled brightly once again. “I’m Lihua.”

Chapter Ten

Lihua had quite the hold on Nikola. In fact, I grew to resent her, knowing if she should ever hurt Nikola, I would be to blame. She would be thrown out of sorts each and every time Lihua would call or leave her one of those text messages humans like to share with their cellular phones and I was included in her tizzy, becoming extraordinarily lightheaded with a stomach full of energized butterflies.
However, with each moment of bliss came an equal moment of sorrow; Lihua wasn’t single as was the preliminary thought. Many conversations surrounded her relationship with her girlfriend, how she felt betrayed one moment yet was so in love at the next. Needles stung Nikola at the mention of Zoey, Lihua’s beloved. It angered me to no end how manipulative this girl was! Once again I was plagued with the dark feelings I encountered when I dwelled in the Light Chamber and Nikola’s feelings of anger, sorrow and betrayal only made the darkness stronger.

“I just wish I knew what she wants from me…” Nikola sighed, pacing her room. Outside, it rained heavily with an occasional flash of lightning followed by a powerful crack of thunder. I frowned.
“Don’t let her make a puppet out of you. I’m worried.”
“You don’t understand, Thalia. I feel like I can’t go without—” Nikola was ready to vent, I could tell, however she was interrupted by the ring tone of her phone. It was Lihua.
“Hello?” Her voice was eager as she answered and the way her face displayed concern let me know that Lihua was only calling because she needed Nikola to do something for her. “Where are you?”
“No, Nikola!” I tried to dissuade her. It was too late for that, Nikola was already out into the hallway and rushing down the stairs. Darting after her down the stairs, through the dining room and into the living room, I reached out to grab her arm.
“Stop, Nikola! You can’t—”
“Please try to understand, Thalia!” Nikola pleaded, yanking open the front door and rushing out into the thunderstorm.
Standing at the door, I didn’t know what to do. There was a heavy nagging in the back of my skull that told me this would only lead to disaster. I sighed, reminding myself tersely that it was not my place to give my human any counsel. With a deep breath, I bound out into the night to follow Nikola’s path.

We had reached the parkway just a few blocks from Nikola’s home in a short amount of time. Soaked to the bone, we searched in attempt to find Lihua, but the rain and darkness cast a veil over everything that was difficult to see through. Right as I planned to bring Nikola to her senses, she cried out in relief.
“I see her!!” Nikola called to me before darting towards the thickest tree, in the middle of the plane of grass. I said nothing and ran after her, hoping this would benefit for something.
“Li!” Nikola shouted over the boom of a deafening thunderclap. The other girl sat with her back pressed into the trunk of the tree, shivering and drenched.
“Oh, Nikola…!”
“Are you fucking insane, you can’t sit under a tree when it’s raining like this!” Nikola pulled Lihua to her feet and attempted to pull her back.
“No, Nikola I can’t… don’t do that, okay?” Lihua begged, trying to pull away. This angered Nikola, which in turn angered me.
“Then what do you want?! What the hell do you want from me?!” Nikola screamed. “I’m not your goddamn puppet!” I realized at that point, being connected with Nikola, I wasn’t just affected by her emotions alone, she experienced mine as well.
“What? Where did you get that from?!” Lihua demanded, shocked and slightly angry.
“You! The way you treat me! I want to be something more than just… than just a quick fix!” Nikola backed away and when I touched her arm, her skin burned despite the cold rain that rolled down her skin. After a moment of long pause Nikola finally gave up, turned around, and walked back home with me following behind her like an obedient hound.

...

5 Words

Sitting here looking into your eyes
as you cry is difficult knowing I'm
the reason why your tears won't
dry.

But I won't take back what I
said, you have the wrong image 
in your head, when I told you
there were five words you got
so cold and full of dread as though
your soul had been shot dead.

Take a minute to breathe, I'll
explain it one time through;
I didn't mean "It's not you, it's me"
but rather "I'm in love with you".

...

I never got around to posting anything yesterday or thursday - could it be my procrastination and lack of motivation is starting to get to me once again? Blah. 

Bloodlust

Your excitement brings bright pigment 
to your skin, brings delight for the
arousal you've stumbled in, thus heightens
sensitivity around my senses and when I
touch you, the transformation begins.

Each time you breathe your chest
heaves and heart beats at intense 
speeds, sending waves of heated agitation
through me and I can't be completed
until I feed; take heed, your body's
vibrations are all I need for
initiation to this luscious deed.

This bloodlust makes a monster of me,
thoughts of 'I want her' long for reality,
my fangs plunge deep and I must drink
 for it has become necessity.

Blood makes your neck slick and 
I lick it up quick, I wish not to
waste a drip. I sweep my tongue
across my lip to finish the last of
it; this euphoria fits and soon I feel
high and higher, overcome by a
vampire's dire desire... 

Wednesday, February 25, 2009

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Chapter Seven

A sea of nausea washed over me in vicious tides from the journey to the Human Realm. The path was much like a wind tunnel, pulling me through vehemently and allowing absolutely no possibility of turning back. While within, time seemed to stretch on endlessly and though I am not entirely certain of just how much actually progressed, it felt as though days had crawled by before I reached the Realm of humans.
I stood alone in a dark, trashed, and frigid room; the curtains had been drawn and I was taken aback to see that every light bulb had been taken out of their respective sockets and smashed to pieces upon the tarnished, dull, blue-green carpeted floor – or whatever part of the floor that wasn’t completely covered in articles of clothing, art supplies, books, etc. The room was quite large, however, there was a queen-sized bed pushed against the south wall that claimed a good amount of the floor space. The walls were painted in a feminine lavender hue; I contemplated a minute about the choice of color scheme. Without further deliberation, I crossed the floor charily, hopping over pencils and t-shirts, shattered glass and graphite shavings until I reached the bed where I immediately collapsed. My body swayed about as the bed sloshed and rippled and I grinned in silence until I whispered to myself, ‘A water bed…’.
I began to wonder about the location of my human when abruptly the door swung open with wild force and in stormed a young woman, looking to be the age of sixteen. Startled, I sat up, my heart racing lightly until I willed it to calm.

“Who the fuck are you?!” The human demanded in a shout, and I took her in slowly. Deep chocolate-brown hair, slightly golden-tan skin and hazel eyes with the smallest amount of a grey tint – as far as descriptions go, this was my human.
“ Who am I? I’m your friend! You can call me Thalia.” I offered with the warmest smile. The girl scoffed.
“I don’t have any friends…” Slipping the book bag off her shoulders, she shuffled through the debris that dominated her floor and flopped face first upon her bed. “… Name’s Nikola.”
“Oh, surely you have friends, Nikola.” I insisted while continuing my observation of her. Her style of dress was depressing: over sized clothes that hid her body from any discovery and deprived her of compliment opportunities. Her aura, dead as it was, screamed low self-esteem and self-hatred, but most of all it cried out for companionship. I realized now why I had been assigned to her.
“I really don’t.” Her words came out flat, muffled by her pillows.
“You say that now. I’ll make a bet with you,” I tugged on the bagginess of the tent of a hoodie she wore. “I’ll find people among your peer group that consider you a friend. If I do, you have to promise me you’ll open up a bit. Deal?” There was a long silence between us as I sat staring at her, waiting for her response. Groaning, she rolled onto her side and peered into my eyes with the slightest irritation, however, the emotion of hope glimmered powerfully over her moodiness. Something was strange between us, though; she looked at me as if the two of us had met beforehand.
“Seriously, who the hell are you… are you like a ghost or something?” With this, she reached out slowly and cautiously, poking me hard about the shoulder. “An angel? The devil…?”
“I promise, I’m nothing more than a friend. I’m here to help you…” As I rubbed my shoulder I stared at her, her deportment growing stranger by the second. “What makes you think I’m a ghost, angel or demon?”
“Because you keep showing up in my dreams.”

Chapter Eight

Every time I believed that I had made steps forward regarding my friendship with Nikola, she proved that this would not be an easy task. She was increasingly morose no matter the circumstance and nothing I said or did would amend this. Matters were only made worse by her acute mood swings, ranging from the lowest of lows to the highest highs. I was a failure as a friend to her, as I was failing the Alter Realm.
“I wish I was of use to you…” I sighed to her one morning while trailing her to school. The air was crisp yet warm as it had just begun to creep into the summer season merely a month prior. Digging her fists deep into the pockets of her jeans, Nikola tilted her head slightly to look at me.
“What do you mean by that?” Her voice was a whisper; her volume decreased with her will to live, just as the color in her eyes and cheeks faded more and more with the passing days.
“I mean I wish I could take your pain away from you. I want you to be happy.”
“Happiness is an illusion people want to believe in, even if it was only made up. It’s false… like Santa Claus or the Easter Bunny.”
“Santa Claus?” I asked, my brow furrowing in confusion.
“Never mind…” Nikola sighed heavily, the school just peeking into view.

After relentless pleading, she at last allowed me to have my first experience of human school. She was bewildered that I wished to be subjected to the stresses she had constantly, arguing as adamantly as I until she grew tired of my pleas. Calculating the likelihood of my presence holding a detriment to her, it would seem the odds were in my favor – this would be the last week of school, which consequently meant little to no disadvantages.

Within the walls of the school, it was terribly muggy, noisy and crowded with the most human beings I have ever seen held in one area. Many were shouting down the length of hallways, running freely, lingering in doorways of classroom or lounging upon the staircases. I was immediately overwhelmed and we hardly stepped further than the foyer!
“You see now,” Nikola muttered to me under her breath. “Why I hate this place?”

Throughout the course of the day, I was Nikola’s shadow, following her from class to class, amazed at how diverse the Human Realm was proven to be. There were no chambers to segregate elements, no beasts to patrol corridors – albeit there were what the human youth called the hall monitors within the school to ensure no cutting of class – and no wandering doorways. Here in the Human Realm, I felt alive as though I never knew the true meaning of the term.
It was around two thirty in the afternoon that the intensity of the school’s atmosphere increased dramatically. Each time I found myself spying on Nikola’s actions, her eyes would drift towards the clock, linger a moment, then drop to her desk in dismay.
“You seem very uncomfortable.” I murmured softly. She didn’t offer any reply to me, in fact she refused to look in my direction. Earlier in the day, this came as a shock to me that I had suddenly ceased to exist to her, however, at this point, it had become familiar.
“… You said this morning that you wished you could take my pain away.” She whispered suddenly, her eyes still glued to a spot on her desk.
“Yes? What about that?”
“Is it possible…?”
“Only if you want it to.” I watched her, recognizing the appearance of vacillation in her expression. “I’m here for your benefit, Nikola.”

The bell rang for the release of school and students flew out of their seats to rush the door. Nikola, however, stayed in her seat, still burning the spot on her table with her gaze.
“I want your help…” She whispered, clutching the sides of her seat tightly. 

It wasn’t until now that I realized how deep her pain truly was.