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Clem
| Main blog: | Lost In Absence | | Birthday: | June 13th | | Gender: | Female | | Occupation: | Artistic / Creative | | Education: | High school, School of life | | Religion: | Spiritual but not religious | | Race/lineage: | White / Caucasian | | Location: | Canada |
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| Body Size: | Sturdy | | Height: | 5' 8" (173 cm) | | Eyes: | Turquoise | | Vision: | Sun glasses | | Hair Color: | Black Brown | | Hair Style: | Wavy - Long | | Facial Hair: | Mustache - Long | | Skin Tone: | Light | | Best Feature: | Eyes | | Clothing Pref.: | Conservative |
| People/Heroes: | Emily Haines, Karen O, Audrey Hepburn, Jake Shears, Clint Eastwood, Freddy Mercury, My friends. | | Books: | Hard Love, Guitar Girl, Twilight, Life Is Funny, The Beach, Count Of Monte Cristo, Harry Potter & The Philosipher's Stone | | Authors: | Alex Garland, William Shakespeare, etc. | | Music Genres: | indie rock, techno rock, 80's synth, classical/instrumental, classic rock, alt punk, alt rock, jazz/soul/blues, R&B, metalcore, post-punk, hardcore, any kind except most country/western. | | Bands/Artists: | Scissor Sisters, Moneen, Death From Above 1979, Body Harvest, The Police, Metric, Le Tigre, Queen, Led Zeppelin, Alexisonfire, Yeah Yeah Yeah's, The Cure, The Clash, Placebo, Broken Social Scene, Bjork, Muse, Smashing Pumpkins, Super Tramp, The Flaming Lips, Dresden Dolls, Kidney Thieves, Billy Holiday, Daggers Bearing Notes, Converge, Iggy Pop, Sarah Mclachlan, David Bowie, Pink Floyd, Simon & Garfunkel, The Who, John Lennon, Elton John, Heart, Sneaker Pimps, Elvis Presley, Ray Charles, Stars, Chevelle, Controller. Controller, Death Cab For Cutie, No Doubt, Metallica, Deftones, The Killers, Tori Amos, Nirvana, Motley Crue, Chevelle, The Distillers, Nirvana, Gnarls Barkley, The Eurythmics. | | Albums/CDs: | Old World Underground Where Are You Now?, Dark Side Of The Moon, Sister Sisters, This Island, Strange Little Girl, Grab That Gun, Watch Out!, Lots of "Best Of" albums. | | Songs: | Hustle Rose, Suxxecy, One More Night, Hyper Ballad, Army Of Me, Waiting, Black History Month, It Was Fear Of Myself That Made Me Odd, Noise & Kisses, Wind Beneath My Wings, From A Distance, Kashmir, Maps, Rich, Sweet Surrender, Laura, Kick It, Bridge Over Troubled Water, Lucy In The Sky With Diamonds, Tiny Dancer, Imagine All The People, Diary Of A Lovesick, Teenage Wasteland, Six Underground, Before I Die, Barracuda, Bebe Le Strange, Side Walk When She Walks, Sixteen, TKO, The Look Of Love, Basket Case, Romantic Rights, Silent Seven, Dead Disco, Nanny Nanny Boo Boo. | | TV Shows: | That 70's Show, Buffy The Vampire Slayer, America's Next Top Model, NewMusic, E! True Hollywood Story, The Simpsons. | | Movies: | Cruel Intentions, American Beauty, Romeo & Juliet, Domino, Beauty & The Beast, Heathers, Fight Club, The Rules Of Attraction, The Virgin Suicides, Resident Evil, The Butterfly Effect, Shaun of The Dead, Donnie Darko, The Rocky Horror Picture Show, The Fifth Element, Young Frankenstein. | | Games: | Final Fantasy XII | | Colors: | black, red, blue. | | Pets/Animals: | deux chat et un chien. | | Cars/Motorcyles: | 1997 Aurora Oldsmobile. | | Season: | Fall/Winter. | | Food: | olives, croissants, pears, muffins. | | Drink: | milk, diet coke, water, french vanilla cappacino, ice cap, fruit juices, mochacino, any caffeine-based thing. | | Quotes: | A true friend stabs you in the front -Oscar Wilde, Never interrupt your enemy when he's making a mistake -Napoleon. |
| Family Info: | they're insane; enough said. | | Sexual Preference: | Straight/Heterosexual | | Astrological Sign: | Gemini (May 21 - June 21) | | Smoking: | No Way | | Liquor: | Social drinker. One or two | | Biography/About: | Spinning, arms spread; crushing the tops of mountains with my hands. As I dive into the Pacific, I flood the shorelines. And I exhale, causing the oceans' endless waves. As I emerge, shaking the wreckage from my hair with my hands. I want to breathe
life into the Dead Sea, As this rainforest
falls beneath my knees. I want to breathe life into the Dead Sea. Below, where is your boat? You are slow, you are slow. I will play, the sky is black.
Breathe in all the air. Exhale and choke the land with carbon. From where I stand, I can see the curvature of the Earth; and I want to make it flat. I will play, the sky is black. I will play, the sky is black. | | Likes: | I like to sketch pictures of random people; I like to write lyrics in my journal in English class; I like to sing songs I make up off the top of my head; I like making fun of myself. | | Dislikes: | annoyance, boredom, when people try to prove me wrong; having no money, getting splashed with slush... | | Interests: | music, writing, reading, singing, poetry, money, candy, good times. |
Indecisive
I took his virginity. That makes me feel uncomfortable to say. I've never had sex with someone who was a virgin. About a half hour post coitus, I took his hand. "I want to show you something, " I whispered to him, my breathing still slightly ragged. I navigated his fingers under my drawstring pants, which I had already pulled back on, and slid his index down the middle of my still wet lips. "See how that feels? I want you to find my clitoris". I felt the need to show him a few things for future reference. To my dismay, it took him a little longer than expected. Brushing past it every...
Surrealism
I had only meant to write one last entry. A sort of homage to blogging and how adamently I updated. But the rush of writing something just for me, not caring if anyone read what I had to say or about what was going on in my life, has sprung up and infused me with a need...A hunger. Almost three years have passed since I wrote anything decent, and looking back on who I was, I feel somewhat like a big sister to my former self. Remembering how innocent I felt, makes me sad somewhat. I was always trying to hold off growing up. A Peter Pan Syndrome, if you will. I never wanted to have obligations...
Nostalgia
So I've been feeling nostalgic lately. This entry is part of it. I've been re-watching television shows I viewed as a child, reading books I had forgotten I had once loved, and even contacting people I thought I had lost touch with permanently. Maybe once we find ourselves stuck in the moment, we feel the need to look at where our journey has taken us thus far. Being recently confronted with disatisfaction in my life, I'm scurrying to pick up the peices of my past and figure out where I went wrong. Can I put the puzzle back together again? Was it complete to begin with? I keep...
Hazy
Writing has become a chore for me. I feel no need, urge, initiative, will, or want to write about anything but dreary meanderings and half-ass ideas. I feel like my life lacks forward momentum, ya know. I feel as if the planets are dropping out of the sky and sliding down my throat like gumballs...Whoa, I can't believe the shit that I write sometimes...I'll get back to you on that later once i find my momentum, initiative, creativity, whatever, etc.
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