Goth and the Spiders from Mars.
"I HATE spiders."
"Why?"
"They're fuckin creepy."
"You're scared of spiders....?"
And it's sad how people confuse the two, fear and hate.
I'm here checking out this predominantly goth community right now. It's a community designed primarily for all music lovers- as long as that music doesn't fall into the NRJ or r&b chategories. Pop is tolerated. There's a noticeable lack of happy faces in the gallery.
Nine Inch Nails La Mer is playing. And I find that life has become very sober, with or without NIN. When the class was asked to show who enjoyed NIN, I put my hand up. When it was revealed that the NIN fans were supposed to read out loud and I was called on -
"Jenny, you liked NIN, didn't you?". I answered "Strange that you should mention that. Come to think of it, no, not really." And I think the class laughed. It's a good thing to make people laugh. Well, I cover up my tattoo most of the time these days. The things you do to find a home. I think it's just about time to get back to writing Sam.
On the upside, my new work schedule has changed my name yet again.
I currently go by the name Jenny KT, which if said out loud in english provides an interesting extra middle-name, and which, sadly enough, when pronounced in a certain way in Swedish, can easily be interpreted as Jenny Horny. Last week it was Jenny KaiT.
I wonder why they do these things.
[Just saw a new grim face on helgon - a girl with a t-shirt bearing the text "I am strange."
Well, maybe she is. But why do you have to define yourself, and why would you want to? To define yourself automatically means that you confine yourself.
There's that saying that a leopard can't change its spots. I never understood why a leopard would want to. Or feel the need to. Who took the time to find this out , or why we make these assumptions. Because you can change your spots, it's all a matter of will and a little know-how. We redefine ourselves every day.]
I miss my homepage.
I have no problems being personal, but a homepage seems a bit too putting myself out there. Right now there's just Alice there holding down the fort.
"Why?"
"They're fuckin creepy."
"You're scared of spiders....?"
And it's sad how people confuse the two, fear and hate.
I'm here checking out this predominantly goth community right now. It's a community designed primarily for all music lovers- as long as that music doesn't fall into the NRJ or r&b chategories. Pop is tolerated. There's a noticeable lack of happy faces in the gallery.
Nine Inch Nails La Mer is playing. And I find that life has become very sober, with or without NIN. When the class was asked to show who enjoyed NIN, I put my hand up. When it was revealed that the NIN fans were supposed to read out loud and I was called on -
"Jenny, you liked NIN, didn't you?". I answered "Strange that you should mention that. Come to think of it, no, not really." And I think the class laughed. It's a good thing to make people laugh. Well, I cover up my tattoo most of the time these days. The things you do to find a home. I think it's just about time to get back to writing Sam.
On the upside, my new work schedule has changed my name yet again.
I currently go by the name Jenny KT, which if said out loud in english provides an interesting extra middle-name, and which, sadly enough, when pronounced in a certain way in Swedish, can easily be interpreted as Jenny Horny. Last week it was Jenny KaiT.
I wonder why they do these things.
[Just saw a new grim face on helgon - a girl with a t-shirt bearing the text "I am strange."
Well, maybe she is. But why do you have to define yourself, and why would you want to? To define yourself automatically means that you confine yourself.
There's that saying that a leopard can't change its spots. I never understood why a leopard would want to. Or feel the need to. Who took the time to find this out , or why we make these assumptions. Because you can change your spots, it's all a matter of will and a little know-how. We redefine ourselves every day.]
I miss my homepage.
I have no problems being personal, but a homepage seems a bit too putting myself out there. Right now there's just Alice there holding down the fort.
