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Got a letter than said I had a place- now it just depends on everything checking out (requirements and whatnot)

-backflips-

Current Mood:
cheerful cheerful
Current Music:
Shakra- Chains of temptation
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Had a college interview yesterday.
I think it went -very- well. The interviewer (who I'd met before on one of the Open Days) said that she found my hobby list very ....ah...unusual. She also said there was a possiblity that if I could find more people, I could start up a re-enacting society for Napoleonic-American Civil War era *dances*

So now it all depends on my grades.
And I have the ICT test tomorrow
*muffled squeal*

Current Mood:
artistic artistic
Current Music:
the TV
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The monotonous, rumbling sound of wood and metal clattering along as the draft-mules dragged the artillery cannons forward seemed to be the backing sound for the whole campaign, not only this drab march. The constant thudding of the thousands of boots surrounding him was beginning to almost be matching the drums that the youths were playing either side of the column as they trudged onward. They didn't have far to go, he considered silently, hitching the canvas satchel further up along his shoulder. For once in many months, Edward was wearing the regalia of his regiment. Normally the medic kept to a loose shirt and waistcoat as the amount and severity of many of the injuries he had to treat in a day made the repeated washings of his jacket a useless, time-consuming chore.
Current Mood:
content content
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Dad knows a man who runs a tyre company.

I got an email off the man who offered to pay me for designing a sticker for his company :x

So I am now brain-splurging ideas for it

Current Mood:
contemplative contemplative
Current Music:
Marilyn Manson- Mobscene
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^ As quoted from 'The Mummy' staring Arnold Vosloo

Got a new MP3, so I'll start putting my CDs onto it asap. Mmm...Rammstein n.n

Made a new character on Furcadia. Seeing as how Horatio Nelson was taken I made Viscount-Horatio Nelson.

Current Mood:
cranky cranky
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....this song fits so perfectly ;_;
I..have to downlaod this song as soon as I get my MP3. Im hooked on it.

Disturbed - Land of Confusion
I must've dreamed a thousand dreams
Been haunted by a million screams
But I can hear the marching feet
Moving into the street

Now did you read the news today?
They say the danger's gone away
But I can see the fire still alight
Burning into the night

There's too many men, too many people
Making too many problems
And there's not much love to go around
Can't you see this is a land of confusion?

Ah Ah Ah Ah

This is the world we live in
(ohh ohh oh)
And these are the hands we're given
(ohh oh)
Use them and let's start trying
(ohh ohh oh)
To make it a place worth living in

Our superman, where are you now?
When everything's gone wrong somehow
The men of steel, these men of power
Are losing control by the hour

And this is the time, this is the place
So we look for the future
But there's not much love to go around
Tell me why this is a land of confusion

Ah Ah Ah Ah

This is the world we live in
(ohh ohh oh)
And these are the hands we're given
(Ohh oh)
Use them and let's start trying
(ohh ohh oh)
To make it a place worth living in

I remember long ago
When the sun was shining
And all the stars were bright
All through the night
In the wake of this madness
As I held you tight
So long ago

I won't be coming home tonight
(sha sha)
My generation will put it right
(shh sha sha)
We're not just making promises
(sha sha)
That we know we'll never keep

There's too many men, too many people
Making too many problems
And there's not much love to go around
Can't you see this is a land of confusion?

Ah Ah Ah Ah

Now, this is the world we live in
(ohh ohh oh)
And these are the hands we're given
(ohh oh)
Use them and let's start trying
(ohh ohh oh)
To make it a place worth fighting for

This is the world we live in
(ohh ohh oh)
And these are the names we're given
(ohh oh)
Stand up and let's start showing
(ohh ohh oh)
Just where our lives are going to
Current Mood:
contemplative contemplative
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Yes yes, still we cannot go home til midnight. Which makes me pissy as I have Furcadia waiting at home just cooing to be used. Free Digo Day yo?

But at least I have the Internet of heavy metal and battle metal to keep me going :> Fate of Norns are whats keeping me afloat atm.

On another note, I also found out how to make minature movies with my digital camera. So keep your eyes out for some sword-fighting (not real sadly, wooden) sequences staring me and whatever unfortunate victim I can tether into agreeing >3

Current Mood:
awake awake
Current Music:
Amon Armath - Fate of Norns
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I feel a chill in my heart
Like lingering winter cold
I and my son are torn apart
He was just 6 winters old

My first-born was he
And the last of my kin
The last one to carry my name
Death smiled at him its deadly grin
There is no one for me to blame

The fate of Norns await us all
There is no way to escape
The day to answer Oden's call
Or walk through hel's gate

I carry him to my ship
He seems to be asleep
But the deep blue colour of his lips
Is enough to make me weep

No man should have to bury his child
Yet this has been my share
The tears i shed run bitter and wild
It's a heavy burden to bear

His body feels so light in my arms
His skin is pale as snow
Yet his weight feels heavy in my heart
As my sadness continues to grow

Allfather!
What fate has been given me?
Why must I suffer?
Why must I feel this pain?
Allfather!
LIfe has lost it's meaning to me
I think I'm going insane!

I lay him down on a pyre
A burial worthy a king
And as I lie down by his side
I hear the weaving norns sing

The fate of Norns await us all
There is no way to escape
The day to answer Oden's call
Or walk through hel's gate

The fate of Norns await us all
I know this to be true
It's time to answer Odens's call
My son, he calls for me and you


...really quite relevant I do beleive. -headbangs-
Current Mood:
contemplative contemplative
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I do believe that for the first time in a while I shall actually use *and* update a livejournal.

What do I say then?
Historical-mad
Freelance fantasty/historical writer-artist
Furcadian (Schooner)
Dragon otherkin
Longbow archery

...I hate fangirls of any description. Enough said, I shall rant later on perhaps when I feel less bored

Current Mood:
cranky cranky
Current Music:
Tyr - Wings of time
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