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Tom Hiddleston

...there are others but he's the first that comes to mind

We dated for seven years.

I'm not entirely sure if it was real or not but this is what happened...

My high school's mandatory senior retreat was at a convent that had at one time included an orphanage, and had a cemetery on the property. We were paired up in rooms. I mentioned in an earlier blog about how one of the girls who bullied me in junior high was in my group at this retreat; she was my room mate.

Or at least she would have been. We walk into the room and you could just tell something was...off. There was this smell (which I can only describe as old lady perfume mixed with something bitter), the room was colder than the others, and the lights were flickered. I mean, it could have just been an old room with poor heating and electricity but it just didn't feel right. We agreed that we weren't going to sleep in that room, the group leaders decided that was a good idea, and her and I each roomed with our friends. On the last day, we found these books that other girls had written in during their retreats (the school had used this place as a retreat forever it seemed) and a couple entries said "Beware room 321, it's haunted".

There were other times where I thought I saw  a kid's face in the window reflections or got the feeling someone was standing next to me when there wasn't anyone there. Again, I don't know if it was real or if it was just my imagination since this place was old, kinda creepy, I'd nearly had a haunted room and  spent most of the free time in the cemetery talking with my best friend.

That's the only time I've experienced anything like that.

I thought I saw a U.F.O. in Arizona last year.  Turns out it was just a really big helicopter. Kind of wish it'd been the former.

Yes, though it's mostly  because no one cares enough to know. My brother, RL friends, cousins. They're all like "You have a blog/other blogs for geeking out. meh."

My parents and other family, though, have no idea. I'd prefer for them not to know everything about what I do, what I like, and what my interests are.

The very first game I ever played was Tetris on Gameboy.The old school Gameboy that looked like a brick.  My aunt loved it, and the rest of my family figured out it was a really good way to shut me up on  long car rides.

My first game system was a Sega Genesis, but the only game I really liked was the Lion King. I could never get past the first two levels though, unless my friend's brother came over to beat it for me. There weren't many good games for the Genesis (that I could play anyway; I was 8).

We had a bunch of random computer games but most of them were Mahjong, solitare, puzzle type games. Entertaining but nothing substantial. Then there was a Barbie fashion game that I vaguely remember playing.

The first game that really brought me into gaming though was Tomb Raider. The fourth one came out when I was twelve and it was set entirely in Egypt. It had a lot of the things I loved: archaeology, puzzles, shooting. That Christmas, my parents bought me the first game and the fourth.

The lack of travel outside the U.S. saddens me..... *wails*


Just the states I've actually stayed in...not including states traveled through (though it would make the map look a little more impressive). *would rather be in Arizona or California right now*

In honor of A Game of Thrones coming to HBO, I've decided to make drinks based off it. Yes, I am that bored. XD

Peppermint schnapps
Vodka (regular or vanilla)

one glass that has been left in the freezer for a really long time.

I'd either go back to...about four years ago when my now ex moved to Florida and consider breaking up with him....

Or I'd go back to the Viking age or the Norman Conquest.

You mean to tell me that I get Game of Thrones AND Camelot AND The Borgias in April?

Why the hell is it not April yet?

Wow, one that actually coincides with my life. >.<

I think a lot of it depends on how long you were together before you broke up and what you're comfortable with. Under a year? You might be able to jump into the dating pool a little easier than someone who, say, was in a relationship for seven years and practically engaged *ignores the little neon sign pointing towards her.*

Broken hearts leave nasty scars and sometimes the only way those scars can heal is with a little time. You've spent X amount of time being one half of a relationship, and it's good to be on your own for while to figure out what YOU want. How much time you require is a matter of what you're comfortable with.

What I find incessantly annoying is when my friends (and even my ex who waited a whopping whole three days before he started dating) try telling me that I have to go out and find someone else, like...yesterday. That unless I'm actively seeking a boyfriend every moment, something is wrong with me. I have not been a hermit; I've gone out, even flirted a bit. But their reaction to my decision to be by myself for a little while is as if I said I wasn't going to leave the house again and gorge myself on Ben & Jerry's and pizza. "That's stupid, that's not healthy, you need to get out and find someone else." I have one friend who understands, the others think I need to going on blind dates every other night.

Well, that was I little more personal than I intended.