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In the year 2006 I resolve to: Have an affair with my English teacher. Get your resolution here

Could we change that to Film Theory Professor? (I don't have an English teacher)

You're a Slytherpuff!: This is a rare combination
but those that are true Slytherpuffs are not
people you want to make your enemy. You take
loyalty very seriously and if someone gives you
their word you expect them to keep it. You
either project a cold exterior and have a heart
of gold inside or you seem all cuddly and nice
on the outside and you are ruthless on the
inside. People frequently underestimate you but
this usually suits your purpose. Whoever has
your loyalty is a very lucky person because you
will fight tooth and nail to protect them. You
have a protective streak and you like to
champion the underdog. In life, experience has
taught you that it's better not to be too
idealistic or expect to much of other people.
Still, deep inside you, you still have hope
that everything will always turn out for the
best. Your weakness is that sometimes you trust
blindly, follow without question and this can
lead you into trouble. With the loyalty of a
Hufflepuff and the ruthlessness of a Slytherin
you are a formidable person!


Which Mix of the Hogwarts Houses are You?
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I have given much though to this and first i thought to post it in our SPOD community but thought the better of it. I figured that wasn't the approprate place for this as it isn't exclusive to SPEW, but if others feel that it would be a good idea then I will gladly move it.

Now to my thoughts on the matter...

I feel that after a year of being around SPEW is in need of a tune up. Lot of things have changed, and there is alot going on under the surface, not sure what but I sense that people need to get things off their chest. While I agree that having these things being aired on the forums isn't the best thing I do feel that we need to help one another understand how we are feeling. Communication is key. That said I think that we should all post annonamously how we feel about SPEW the good and the bad, I think for this discussion the idea of expansion shouldn't be addressed. Let us see how people feel of MNFF SPEW, is it what they had expected, are their needs being met? Do you enjoy how we relate to the rest of the sight. THere a variety of things to be said in criticing SPEW. Basically this will be a review about SPEW, and we are all wonderful reviewers so we should all be able to do this polietly. The reason I suggest anonomausly is so that people don't feel like they will be judged and so others don't have preconcieved notions of where a person is coming from. Another thing please refrain from adressing people specifically.

This is just my thoughts, I do think SPEW needs to have a few reviews about itself and air out some of the issues that are mulling around.

And so I've come to a point where I have a sexy plot bunny (not that the fic is sexy, but the bunny came all dressed up and with every detail imaginable) and I am writing just writing it. But I with this new bunny came a little bramble that it accidnetly brought it its cute little puff ball tail. The bramble gets stuck to me ever so often, and it asks me this little questions, questions that stay with me like little scratches, itching me forcing me to pay attention. Should I keep writing, stay in fanfiction? I'm not sure honestly. Been asking that alot lately. My silly little dressed up bunny. Thought of everything before visiting me, got all dressed up and elegant, and forgot to check his little tail.

1. I am completely fasinated by puzzels, I am saving up to buy a 18,000 piece puzzel which costs about $250.
2. I am a pencil conosuire (if i knew how to spell) my perfect pencil is a #2 ticonderoga with the eraser untouched.
3. I carry a pencil sharpener with me at all times, in my pocket or in my purse.
4. When I think no one is looking i like to pull my hair and cover my eyes and nose with it.
5. I like writing on white boards.
6. I love saying words I like over and over and over again. Right now my word is Lolita...Lo...Lee...Ta. A trip of three steps.

9", Oak, Unicorn You scored 57 wisdom, 11 bravery, 31 emotional, and 11 martyrdom!

Oak signifies wisdom, endurance, protection, and authority. Your unicorn's tail hair core means that you are pure of heart and care deeply for your loved ones.

My test tracked 4 variables How you compared to other people your age and gender: You scored higher than 88% on wisdom You scored higher than 0% on bravery You scored higher than 89% on emotional You scored higher than 6% on martyrdom

Link: The Harry Potter Wand Test written by sputnik845 on Ok Cupid, home of the 32-Type Dating Test

Its been almost a month since I started to work at the school, eaching the little ones. Of course my main focus is on Luke, the reason they asked me to return. Every morning after he says good by to his mother or father he comes over and gives me a hug. We then look over his homework and decided which work he will start the morning with. And that is how our day together starts. He is by my side the rest of the day. I create games for him to play while doing his work, and he sits besides me working while I help the other students.

Some days are harder then others. There were thunder storms last week and they frightened him, so i decided of course that we would do a project on thunder. We looked it up and he learned all about it, then wrote a beautiful little story about the thunder. As all children he enjoys the battle of wills and we have our share. I've had to punish him a few times, but I've never gotten mad at him.

After the second week his parents said they could notice a large difference in him and that they were very happy. I of course am very proud of Luke. He is a smart, imaginative, charismatic little boy, and I'm happy to be able to help others see him this way.

Today while we were working he asked if he could get a drink of water, we have a arrowhead water cooler in the classroom. I said he could, but he had to hurry back, Luke has a tendancy to get 'lost' if he's given free reigh, I told him I would be counting. He came back carrying two cups of water, I was about to tell him he only needed one when he handed me one of the cups. Here he said this one is yours, in return I thanked him for the water. He looked at me and smiled and then asked, Do you love me now? I laughed a little and truthfully answered, I've always loved you Luke.

He with his back to the door, robes ruffled from the stresses of the day he sat. Her voice came out of the shadows soft and misty.

“Hello,' she said. 'How nice to see you in the physical world at last.”

He turned around at the sound of her voice, his eyes confused by what he saw. There she stood in his private quarters wearing red sequenced robes. Around her shoulders a black crotchet wrap, bringing images of spider-webs in his mind. She let her hair down for the occasion, over brushing had caused it to puff up. She stared at him in a form he supposed was seductive through her spectacles. But the most distracting thing was the state of her face. It seemed that she had taken the time to put some cosmetics on, her lips unnaturally red, rouge covered her pale sunken cheeks. Around her eyes she had placed maroon shadow which started from the edge of her lids to the edge of her eyebrows. Through her glasses he could see clumps of mascara covering her lashes.

“Ah Professor Trelawney, what exactly are you doing here?” His voice had the sound of a desperate man being hunted.

“ I had been crystal-gazing.” She took slow somewhat provocative steps towards him. Her jewelry tinkling creating an ominous effect. “And to my astonishment, I saw myself abandoning my solitary study and coming to you. Who am I to refuse the prompting of fate? I at once hastened from my tower, after readying myself in the appropriate manner.”

His worst suspicions had been confirmed. “Well Professor Trelawney-”

“There is no need to be so formal Remus, simply call me Sibyll” She reached out her hand to his face.

“Right, Sibyll,” Remus scooted backwards attempting to escape her long fingers. “Well, now that you’ve come down, fulfilling your prophecy, you return to your, well, uh, studies. Remus’ eyes widened as he found himself against his wall, and unfortunately next to his bed.

“That cannot be. ” Sibyll’s fingernails traced along his face and she leaned her body against his whispering into his ears. “You must feel the pull of fate as I do.”

“Right now, Sibyll, I feel the pull of a lot of things, but fate is the least of them,” Remus took a hold of her arms removing them from his body. “Lets just say you and I aren’t meant or even fated to be. I’m sorry.”

“But the vision,” Sibyll sank down to sit on the bed. “It showed us being one, uniting-”

“Sibyll, I don’t need the details of the vision.” Remus hastened to keep her from saying anything that would humiliate her further. He saw comprehension in her eyes, she understood his words.

“What a farce,” tears swelled into Sibyll’s eyes. “You must think I’m a fool.”

“No not a fool, just a very ah passionate woman.” Remus handed her his handkerchief so that she could wipe the paint from her face.

[[[PAST]]]
First grade teacher's name: Heidi
Last word you said: See you online
Last song you sang: Don't Stop Believing by Journey
Last person you hugged: David my boyfriend
Last thing you laughed at: Serenity
Last time you cried: Can't really remeber, a couple of months ago I suppose

[[[PRESENT]]]
What's in your CD player: Soundtrack to Velvet Goldmine.
What color socks are you wearing: No socks
What's under your bed: A ton of books and art supplies
Current taste: fries
Current clothes: pink and white hearts pj shorts and a purple tank top.
Current annoyance: the willfully stupid
Current longing: to lose some weight.
Current desktop picture: Hitome from Escaflowne the movie.
Current worry: Paying for Graduate school, getting into Graduate school, find work in the film industry.
Current favorite article of clothing: My thin t-shirts.
Favorite physical feature of the opposite sex: Eyes
Last CD that you listened to: Gorillaz
Favorite place to be: My room or in nature privately
Least favorite place: CSUN parking structure.
Time you wake up in the morning: 8am usually.
Favorite color: blue.
Do you believe in an afterlife: Yes.
How tall are you? 5'2"
Current favorite word/saying: Shiney.
Favorite book: There are many of them.
Favorite season: Autumn.
One person from your past you wish you could go back and talk to: Joe or Spencer.
Favorite day: Saturday.

[[[FUTURE]]]
Where do you want to go: Anceny, France...Mexico...Italy...Greece...Chile...many places.
What is your career going to be like: I will be a film maker.
How many kids do you want: Two or four.
What kind of car will you have: A nice hybrid.

[[[HAVE YOU EVER...]]]
Said "I love you" and meant it: always.
Gotten in a fight w/your dog/cat/bird/fish, etc: No.
Been to Florida? No.
San Diego, Cali? Yes.
Hawaii? Yes
Mexico? Yes
China? No
Canada? Yes
Danced naked? Privately yes.
Dreamed something really crazy and then it happened the next day: Yes
Wanted to be the opposite sex: Sorta.
Had an imaginary friend? yes

So me, specially the part about ants. How did they know I have major issues with ants. MAJOR.

Your Superhero Profile

Your Superhero Name is The Wolf Dwarf Your Superpower is Near-death Experience Your Weakness is Ants Your Weapon is Your Flaming Whip Your Mode of Transportation is Wings

Cause i know you all wanted to know this...

What Your Underwear Says About You

You like your underwear to make you feel girlish and pretty. Let's hope you're a chick. You're comfortable in your own skin - and don't care to impress anyone.

Who would have guessed

In a Past Life...

You Were: A Jittery Dancer. Where You Lived: Greece. How You Died: Suicide.

This i'm surprised is pretty spot on.

Your Birthdate: December 3

Being born on the 3rd day of the month is likely to add a good bit of vitality to your life. The energy of 3 allows you bounce back rapidly from setbacks, physical or mental. There is a restlessness in your nature, but you seem to be able to portray an easygoing, "couldn't care less" attitude. You have a natural ability to express yourself in public, and you always make a very good impression. Good with words, you excel in writing, speaking, and possibly singing. You are energetic and always a good conversationalist. You have a keen imagination, but you tend to scatter your energies and become involved with too may superficial matters. You are affectionate and loving, but sometimes too sensitive. You are subject to rapid ups and downs.

My poor 21 year old body...

You Are 31 Years Old

Under 12: You are a kid at heart. You still have an optimistic life view - and you look at the world with awe. 13-19: You are a teenager at heart. You question authority and are still trying to find your place in this world. 20-29: You are a twentysomething at heart. You feel excited about what's to come... love, work, and new experiences. 30-39: You are a thirtysomething at heart. You've had a taste of success and true love, but you want more! 40+: You are a mature adult. You've been through most of the ups and downs of life already. Now you get to sit back and relax.

Ok that was a pointless upbdate but I needed to rest from painting. Now back to painting.

It is time for a young boy to go on The Walking. This is the tradition of families in the forest, when a child turns eighteen they go leave their parents home and begin to walk in any particular direction. They continue walking until the day they find a person of the opposite sex. At this point they stop in the place they met and build a home.

And so the same occures for this particular boy. He leaves his parents hom and begings to walk. A few days into the walking the young boy finds a beautiful flower on the ground poking its head out of the snow. Overcome but the beauty of the flower the young boy picks it and puts it in one of his pockets to keep safe until he finds his wife and is able to give it to her.

A few days later he continues walking through the snow unable to find a girl. Soon he begins to smell a beautiful fragrance forgetting everything else, he begins to search for the orgin of the aroma. Each day he becomes more and more desperate, the beautiful smell consumes him sending him into a mad frenzy.

At this point he finds Wythers and pleads with him to tell him where the smell originates from. Fighting with Wythers and tearing at him the boy destroys a few parchments. Wythers leaves the boy to the maddess induced by not finding the orgin of the smell grows. Finally the young boy kills himself over the smell, never realizing it came from the flower he placed in his pocket.