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Deep Down You Are Tortured

You're the type of person who has a very tumultuous past that still effects you today.

You can't help but think that life is some sort of sick cosmic joke. You try to find your peace wherever you can.

You don't show the world your darkest thoughts. You have a lot to endure, and your keeping it to yourself.

Your outlook can be surprisingly sunny at times. You're an expert at picking yourself up when you fall.

This place, The one I identify with, the place that I spent six weeks of my life; having, at first, feel as if years, and in the end, mere days. The place from whence we wanted only to have us leave in tears; thick waves ebbing down our faces because we may never see each other again since we all lived in different parts of the U.S.- Ranging from the Virgin Islands to Hawaii. In the center of the hustle and bustle of the city awaited a world of its own. Southern Methodist University is the name of such a realm; with its robust and blossomed gardens to its groomed grounds and its constantly replaced green graces over which Dragon Fly’s took flight training, was the most welcoming place that I‘ve ever encountered. Through its intoxicating milieu, there was something rather trenchant about it all. The heat of Dallas, Texas was a dark passenger driving us all into a state of aberration. Where the hundred of us lived, ate, and attended our Pre-Med courses was SMU.

Our dorm, my home for six weeks was Shuttles Hall. Room 305, intertwined with room 307 by bathroom, was my room. Gabriella, the Texan, was the one girl that I didn’t mind sharing a room with, and yet would never be friends with. We shared an extremely close taste in music and cinema, but her attitude was of the abhorrent sort. My partial roommates, those in 307- who’s window we shouted our goodbyes to Laurence; A beloved former student in the program who happened to be leaving at Midnight- Our actions resulted in a punishment which we blithely accepted, were Sydney and Tomi. Sydney, from Chicago, was the most up-beat of us all. She’d (usually) keep her jovial composure even if something emotionally crippling happened between her and Ricky or Santiago. Tomi was the only seven grader on our floor, and had happened to be assigned to my friends’ group on our first mall trip. Tomi, The New Yorker, possessed a ‘dumb-blonde’ complex, which at induction made her seem rather odd, but come-to she became one of my best friends.

My circle of friends was an eclectic one; we always found a way to be together. Our usual group of five, at times a group of seven or more, always sat together at all three meals. In statistics and on the busses our usual five thronged together. We even tried, yet failing mind you, at sitting together in Wet Bench. My most prized of best friends was Janelle. She had the best music and was just as deranged as I was. We admired each other’s sense of musical sense, and it is known that ‘Music So Throngs My Soul’, I even happened to copy nigh half of her Playlist to my own since mine was lacing some enticing compositions. Most of my days were spent with Janelle, who’s room was the largest on out floor and even had a tub-not just a mere shower as the rest of us. On other days, when my Taurean Sister was busy or was in another mood, I would stay with my Best Friends Tomi and Cydia. Both of whom were seventh graders, but to them, I could share anything. Cydia and I actually ended up liking the same guy the opposite girl liked a week preceding. If the prestated three were otherwise occupied, I would hang out with Jennifer and Hydiya-Janelle and I sat with them in Statistics. Jennifer was Hydiya’s mother, just as Hydiya was her angry little sister, yearning to be free. Hydiya was much more than a tad ‘Party First and do Homework Later’, she would procrastinate everything until the last possible moment. After six weeks the program was over and we wouldn’t see each other for another diatribe of umpteen days.

Spock Enthusiasm

Rule #1-"Spock is always right"
Rule #2- "If Spock is ever wrong see rule #1
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About You…
Name: Hadyn Alexzandria Anastasia V.
Nicknames or Aliases: Italy,  Allie,  Annie, Vennie,
Age: 19
Location: Texas
A Snippet From A Song (or two) That Suits You Well:
"I am the mastermind
Intelligent by design
It makes me wanna cry

I am the mastermind
And now that I'm satisfied
It's time to say goodbye

Your time has come
Kiss it all goodbye
Your time has come
Kiss it all goodbye"

"Are we growing up or just going down?
It's just a matter of time until we're all found out.
Take our tears, put them on ice.
I swear I'd burn the city down to show you the light.

We're the therapists pumping through your speakers,
Delivering just what you need.
We're well-read and poised,
We're the best boys.
We're the chemists who've found the formula,
To make your heart swell and burst.
No matter what they say, don't believe a word.

Your Favorite Quote:
"All the world's a stage..." - Shakespeare
Likes: Many a thing. Im an eclectic being, you see.
Talents: I sing, i write (lyrics and music), play violin and Guitar, i act, and i am deeply deeply into science.
Hobbies: IDFK, listening to music, makin clothes, writing music, playing guitar, crocheting
What Do Your Friends Like About You? : that im an ass of a person, has a good sense of humor, and is pretty damn different from everyone else.
What Do You Like About Yourself The Most?: Fuck if i know... uh.. The fact that i am who i am.
It’s Late At Night and You Have No Work to Do. How Do You Busy Yourself?: watch Conan O'brien (love him!) or Fallon(ugh he sucks tho)

A Little Deeper…
What do you believe is your ideal career? Neurosurgery
When was the last time you laughed? Lastnight
How much do you value life? It is of utmost value.
What were you like as a child? I was spoiled - and still am
Are you satisfied with your life? As of yet, no, im not where i want to be yet.
Someone kills someone who was important to you. How do you react?: I'd forgive that murderous bastard, and assure him that he/she'd suffer the fuckin' consequences for that shit in the end. (excuse my German)
You can’t have what you want. How do you react? I'd be happy. And i would bask in the accomplishment.

Your Favorites…
Favorite Book(s)? Tale of the Body Thief, New Moon, and Hamlet
Favorite Movie(s)? 10 things i hate about you, Beauty and the Beast, Phantom of the Opera, Queen of the Damned
Favorite Artist(s)? Mindless Self Indulgence, Cobra Starship, William Blake, Dave Nitsche
Favorite Music? Alternative - or some form of Rock - or Pop- or anything really, i said i was eclectic
Favorite Place(s)? Home, SMU, The Rodeo, Philly, Dallas, Sussex (england),
What is Your Favorite Childhood Memory? How i could just have anything if i asked for it.

About Vampires…
Someone invents synthetic blood that will keep you alive and strong, but it doesn’t taste right. If you were a vampire, how might you react? I'd be like "holy shit, this tastes like ass!" and get a human donor to give me their blood.
You’ve been turned into a vampire without someone asking your consent beforehand. How do you feel? How do you handle the situation?  I'd be pissed, that faggot robbed me of my life. I'd have to bygones be bygones though.
Which famous vampire would you like to hang around with? Armand.
If you were a vampire, who would your biggest enemy be? IDK, Wayne Brady (he might steal my snadwhich)
If you were a vampire, would you be the do-gooder sort, downright evil, or somewhere in the grey between the two? I'd be myself. I wouldn't change to fit stereotypes.

Choose Up To Six Words That Suit You

( ) LOVE

And the Angels cried because....

Im sick!!

                                     this totally suckz.....

ive been sick since thursday, and my throat is on fire :(

                                                                                                i need to be in tip-top shape by tuezday or im screw'd

Latin, Religious Paassage

the following passage is featured in the song Hail Holy Queen

In Latin:
Mater ad mater inter marata
Sanctus sanctus dominus
Virgo respice mater ad spice
Sanctus sanctus dominus

In English:

Mother of all mothers
mother of the devine master
Maiden where all attention should be turned
mother of the Devine Master

Black can denote mystery, sophistication, and sexiness. In some cultures, it signifies death and mourning.

Those who love black are often hard to figure out. At times they can be very sophisticated. Then, at other times, they can "let their guard down". For this reason, those who love black are often considered mysterious. Black can sometimes be considered a rebellious color as well.


Blue is a calming and soothing color. Many religious cultures believe that blue is spiritual and/or keeps away evil. If blue is your favorite color, you are likely a nurturing person that others look to for spiritual or mental healing.

Blue is often a sign of intelligence, thus those drawn to blue are often intelligent people. Darker blue symbolizes authority and higher power. It is often associated with those in peaceful higher power, such as police officers. Blue is also associated with importance and confidence, which pair well with the authoritative quality.

What BLUE says about you . . .
“Blue communicates that you’re very down to earth. But because it looks good on everyone, it can also be considered a little safe. It also reminds people of workwear.”

Blue: Soft, soothing, compassionate and caring, Blue is the color of deliberation and introspection, conservatism and duty. Patient, persevering, conscientious, sensitive and self-controlled, Blues like to be admired for their steady character and wisdom. They are faithful, but are often worriers with somewhat inflexible beliefs and can be too cautious, and suspicious of flamboyant behavior.

What GREEN says about you . . .
“The color green says, ‘I’m approachable.’ It’s very fresh, calming, and easygoing.”

Green: The color of harmony and balance, Green symbolizes hope, renewal and peace, and is usually liked by the gentle and sincere. Greens are generally frank, community-minded people, fairly sociable but preferring peace at any price. Green people can be too self-effacing, modest and patient, so they may get exploited by others. They are usually refined, civilized and reputable.

Lavender: This is often chosen by a person who lives “on a higher plane,” who never notices anything sordid and who is always impeccably and beautifully dressed. Lavender people may be on a continual quest for culture and the refined things of life, high and noble causes but without the necessity of getting their hands dirty. A Lavender person is usually creative, charming, witty and civilized.

&& sometimes shades of purple

Purple: Purples are highly individual, fastidious, witty and sensitive, with a strong desire to be unique and different. Temperamental, expansive and artistic, a Purple person may become aloof and sarcastic when misunderstood. If you chose Purple, you tend to be unconventional, tolerant and dignified, likely to achieve positions of authority.

Another Zachary Quinto Video

This video of Zach/Sylar is HOT


Writer's Block: Home Remedies

A completely dark room, and some light classical music always helps