Florida and a GW/Relena drabble
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demeter918
I came back Friday, but due to laziness and the ability to sleep, I said nothing. Winks to all. Florida... was... weird.
But I got tipsy. But bad-tipsy, since I've discovered that no matter how hard I try, I cannot keep alcohol down. More than one drink and I throw everything up. Yuck yuck yuckity yuck. The grueling experiences I went through could be written into a novel.
Eating was a priority. So much food that I think I gained a few pounds. Whole turkey legs! Mickey-shaped rice krispie treats! Sundaes! Ice Cream! Chocolate! Hot dogs! Fries! Cotton Candy! There was a lot of eating. It was incredibly sickening in retrospect. XD
The Magic Kingdom was the only Disney Park I ended up going to, and I regret it now. MK is basically a retail park with a few dinky rides to encourage parents to bring their kids so that screaming for this knick knack or that Disney-stamped item will go in their little hands at the end of the day. Bitter? Not me. Maybe because I had such high hopes about Disneyworld.
I suppose the parade was fun.
Universal Studios was interesting, in a vague, horrifying way. *grin* Shrek:4D is awesome. All of you. Go. Someday. The MIB ride was also very cool - I got the highest score in our group! HAH to male testosterone! The group of college jocks SO didn't beat me. *snicker*
Lots of experimenting with alcohol. Lots of time regretting that experimentation. Met a guy. Lost a guy. I have realized that between the ages 16 - 26, men curiously lose half of their brains and have no chance of regaining them before it's eaten away by vice. Oho. But he was cute. His name was Bill and apparently, he was some guy with the NSA. Didn't know if I believed him or not. ^_^ But he had beautiful, beautiful eyes. Remember how I'm weak for eyes? His were the most brilliant blue I've ever seen... well, maybe not ever, but they certainly were blue. Like the sort you'd read in a fanfic. ^_^
Let's see... I bought too many things for my own good, and I already dread my credit card bill at the end of April. *wince*
It wasn't really a vacation since I didn't sleep much, didn't rest much, and didn't relax in the conventional fashion. But! I did get to walk miles and miles in the most terrible shoes that I could have brought. In the end, I was forced to buy a pair of thongs - oh! comfy defined.
The taxi drivers RIPPED us once. $80 for a five mile ride, and we had no choice but to pay. *growls*
Pictures eventually. If... uh, I feel comfortable enough to put my less than stellar candid pictures up.
Next up! My Relena-drabble.
More nonsense than fic, but bravery is so overrated. If she wants to cry, then damn it! Let her have her cry! There's nothing shameful in expressing grief, even if some feel it's 'unwarranted grief'.
=P
Title - A Rock and a Hard Place
Rating - PG
Warning - hint of slash/yaoi
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It was gently worded, with love and fallible hope dripping from every careful dip and curl of India ink. Relena saw a sharp slant to the words, as if the writer had wanted to express his wants and wishes in a form that only she could understand. Years of work and anxiety were melded into the dots, and the great wide ocean spread its wings under the cream-colored letter.
She could almost hear the repetition of history as she ran a pale hand over the broken wax seal, and she wondered, for a moment, how much help they had received – or been forcibly given – by Quatre. The boy-man could be impossible to refuse when he set his mind to it.
There was something wrong with the light in her office. Her lonely, forlorn office that burnt crimson when the sun set and the sounds of terrorists and gunshots reverberated in a frightful way that called death to her mind. Was the light flickering? Was it dying? Was the carefully spun threads she had woven into the tapestry of her life unraveling? She looked at the words, somewhat surprised at their delicacy, considering that they flowed from hands rubbed hard and raw by machines.
Underlying the words that asked – no, begged – for her to come, she sensed anxiety and misplaced faith that she would do the right thing and attend with smiles and acceptance. That a blessing would fall from pink lips that curved just so with amusement and joy.
Of course she would. There was nothing stopping her besides cowardice and hesitance. Relena was once Queen of the World. There was nothing she could not do. It would be a weakness on her part if she refused or if…
Her lips trembled.
And Relena traced Heero’s name with a finger and then she quietly bent over the invitation to the wedding and wept like a silly princess with a broken heart.
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The title is under consideration. I don't like titles. Sometimes the title will come in a flash of light and others... ugh, it's contrived. This is a contrived title. But it made an odd sort of sense.
Who needs to be an adult all the time anyways?
But I got tipsy. But bad-tipsy, since I've discovered that no matter how hard I try, I cannot keep alcohol down. More than one drink and I throw everything up. Yuck yuck yuckity yuck. The grueling experiences I went through could be written into a novel.
Eating was a priority. So much food that I think I gained a few pounds. Whole turkey legs! Mickey-shaped rice krispie treats! Sundaes! Ice Cream! Chocolate! Hot dogs! Fries! Cotton Candy! There was a lot of eating. It was incredibly sickening in retrospect. XD
The Magic Kingdom was the only Disney Park I ended up going to, and I regret it now. MK is basically a retail park with a few dinky rides to encourage parents to bring their kids so that screaming for this knick knack or that Disney-stamped item will go in their little hands at the end of the day. Bitter? Not me. Maybe because I had such high hopes about Disneyworld.
I suppose the parade was fun.
Universal Studios was interesting, in a vague, horrifying way. *grin* Shrek:4D is awesome. All of you. Go. Someday. The MIB ride was also very cool - I got the highest score in our group! HAH to male testosterone! The group of college jocks SO didn't beat me. *snicker*
Lots of experimenting with alcohol. Lots of time regretting that experimentation. Met a guy. Lost a guy. I have realized that between the ages 16 - 26, men curiously lose half of their brains and have no chance of regaining them before it's eaten away by vice. Oho. But he was cute. His name was Bill and apparently, he was some guy with the NSA. Didn't know if I believed him or not. ^_^ But he had beautiful, beautiful eyes. Remember how I'm weak for eyes? His were the most brilliant blue I've ever seen... well, maybe not ever, but they certainly were blue. Like the sort you'd read in a fanfic. ^_^
Let's see... I bought too many things for my own good, and I already dread my credit card bill at the end of April. *wince*
It wasn't really a vacation since I didn't sleep much, didn't rest much, and didn't relax in the conventional fashion. But! I did get to walk miles and miles in the most terrible shoes that I could have brought. In the end, I was forced to buy a pair of thongs - oh! comfy defined.
The taxi drivers RIPPED us once. $80 for a five mile ride, and we had no choice but to pay. *growls*
Pictures eventually. If... uh, I feel comfortable enough to put my less than stellar candid pictures up.
Next up! My Relena-drabble.
More nonsense than fic, but bravery is so overrated. If she wants to cry, then damn it! Let her have her cry! There's nothing shameful in expressing grief, even if some feel it's 'unwarranted grief'.
=P
Title - A Rock and a Hard Place
Rating - PG
Warning - hint of slash/yaoi
~~~~~~~~
It was gently worded, with love and fallible hope dripping from every careful dip and curl of India ink. Relena saw a sharp slant to the words, as if the writer had wanted to express his wants and wishes in a form that only she could understand. Years of work and anxiety were melded into the dots, and the great wide ocean spread its wings under the cream-colored letter.
She could almost hear the repetition of history as she ran a pale hand over the broken wax seal, and she wondered, for a moment, how much help they had received – or been forcibly given – by Quatre. The boy-man could be impossible to refuse when he set his mind to it.
There was something wrong with the light in her office. Her lonely, forlorn office that burnt crimson when the sun set and the sounds of terrorists and gunshots reverberated in a frightful way that called death to her mind. Was the light flickering? Was it dying? Was the carefully spun threads she had woven into the tapestry of her life unraveling? She looked at the words, somewhat surprised at their delicacy, considering that they flowed from hands rubbed hard and raw by machines.
Underlying the words that asked – no, begged – for her to come, she sensed anxiety and misplaced faith that she would do the right thing and attend with smiles and acceptance. That a blessing would fall from pink lips that curved just so with amusement and joy.
Of course she would. There was nothing stopping her besides cowardice and hesitance. Relena was once Queen of the World. There was nothing she could not do. It would be a weakness on her part if she refused or if…
Her lips trembled.
And Relena traced Heero’s name with a finger and then she quietly bent over the invitation to the wedding and wept like a silly princess with a broken heart.
~~~~~~~~
The title is under consideration. I don't like titles. Sometimes the title will come in a flash of light and others... ugh, it's contrived. This is a contrived title. But it made an odd sort of sense.
Who needs to be an adult all the time anyways?
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Date: 2004-03-30 11:45 pm (UTC)Florida sounde dfun, minus the ebil taxi driver lol. The guy sounds quite interesting ;) I wonder if you'll see Strider again at SakCon? XD
I wanna see the pics! because I can whine about wanting to see them! =)
Ooh, pretty blue eyes... :D~ *drools*
My boyfirend has gray eyes that sometimes look green, sometimes blue... Not uberpretty, but I like them. The color is pretty, if not the eye itself in all its entirety ^_^
Cannae wait for you to meet him, although I just know he'll make semi-yuri jokes at me later *sighs* lol Him and his maleness XD Yucky machismo!
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Date: 2004-04-01 08:04 am (UTC)No, just kidding. ^_^ Three of my nieces want to come, so I'll be too busy chasing them around and yuking it up with you guys that I'll be too busy for the male anatomy. Ohohohoho!
Only a few weeks left! XD
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Date: 2004-04-01 05:15 pm (UTC)Oh my ,chasing the childer. *slooowly backs away* Childer frighten me T_T lol
Can't wait really =3