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Redeemed Secrets. CH. 1. [21 May 2007|03:29am]
Start of a short story called. Redeemed Secrets.
Summary: 
What if he had made an irreversible mistake, the type of mistake that had taken lives?
A mistake that had taken one life in particular, one he had hoped to take, one he had strived to take, one he had taken and could never give back..
Was it too late to minimize the damage? Too late to do what Dumbledore had asked of him? He didn’t know, but what he did know was that he couldn’t give up. Ever.



Chapter 1: Rainy altercations



It was dark.
 
The streets beneath his feet echoed dissolutely in sync with the falling rain that poured from the sky. One or two lights shone in the distance like unfathomable eyes that could crack open skulls and absorb your every thought, your every well kept secret.
 
He shivered.
 
Not because he felt cold but because his secrets could rip the world apart.
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Fanfiction: WTDI [13 May 2007|07:26pm]
[ mood | chipper ]

As you may or may not have noticed, *shrug* I have finally posted a couple of the chapters from the story I was working on. You will be able to find them in my memories through my user profile listed under fan-fiction. I haven't been actively writing for a few months, but I have finally found my way back and am currently finishing chapter six, and chapter five is on its way to my beta; the wonderful Colon.

Title: Welcome, The Darkness Infused
Summary:
Harry Potter has always been unusual. But how unusual will he become when a brutal massacre at Bill and Fleur's wedding leaves him simmering with rage and revenge? Confronted with a darker side of him self and with unlikely allies, what's going to be next? Follow him while he deals with the ever growing threat of a world full of despair and darkness, and his quest to conquer the Dark Lord. Book 7 fic, HBP compliant.
Rating: R/NC-17 for graphic violence.
Pairing: eventually H/D

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Welcome, The Darkness Infused: Chapter 4: The Portotalus & Releaser. Prt 2. [13 May 2007|07:19pm]
Chapter four was too long to post in one entry so I devided it in to two post, here is the last part of chapter four.

Enjoy.




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Welcome, The Darkness Infused: Chapter 4: The Portotalus & Releaser. Prt 1. [13 May 2007|07:16pm]
Concentration is a fickle thing.




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Welcome, The Darkness Infused: Chapter 3: Going Numb. [13 May 2007|07:12pm]
This is chapter three called; Going Numb.

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Welcome, The Darkness Infused, Chapter 2: Uninvited. [13 May 2007|07:09pm]
Random thought of today: I wonder how bunny rabbits would look like while crossed with a kangaroo?

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Welcome, The Darkness infused: Chapter 1: Not so perfect day. [13 May 2007|06:57pm]
So here begins my bold epic saga of HP book7. *cough*.

Be appeased





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[12 Oct 2006|09:06am]
[ mood | Being busy is making me loony ]

Oh my I have been so busy with everything and nothing.


EXAMS next week! I'm practically dying here, someone save me!

I got a new celly, its pretty amazing looky here

Tomorrow I have a class reunion from my old school, should be a lot of fun, will defenitely update with some cool stories and/or little video clips made with my new phone.

Haven't had time to finish chapter 3 of my FIC, i'm half way through though, so that shouldn't be a problem.

I will update sooner rather than later with some interesting tales.


PATIENCE!

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DIE PUBLIC TRANSPORTATION, DIE, DIE! [29 Sep 2006|10:57am]
So, I was supposed to have my presentation today right. Thought i'd get up nice and early, get ready, put a nice blazer on and look a bit professional.

Right.

So this was at about 6 AM.

At 7:30 AM I took the tram to Utrecht Central. This is where I get on the train to Amsterdam Bijlmer.

I took the intercity of 8:02 AM. That would mean I would get to Amsterdam Bijlmer at about 8:30 AM.

Right on time, i'd have enough time to make a few print outs etc. for my presentation.

So there I was, ready and awake in the train to Bijlmer.

The train was going reeeeeeeeally slow.

At about 8:30 I started wondering when we would arrive. I started paying more attention to the passing scenery and noticed I didn't  recognise any of it.

At 8:45 I was starting to get worried, I needed to get to class at 9:00 AM or i'd be late.

At 9:00 AM I was freaking pissed the fuck off, the train finally arrived. BUT WE JUST went PASSED my stop and went straight to AMSTERDAM CENTRAL.

There was this accident at Station Bijlmer.

bla bla bla bla bla bla PISSED OFF bla bla bla LATE FOR SCHOOL bla bla bla


Finally got to school at 11 AM

Missed my presentation and classes for today.

Went back to UTRECHT and met up with a friend to make the day beareable.
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grrrr [28 Sep 2006|08:17pm]
[ mood | studying for presentation ]

I STILL don't have my diploma.

Now they say i'll probably have it NEXT wednesday, how stupid is that?

Anyway.

My spanish test went horrible. I totally botched it up :(

I have my presentation tomorrow, I started it today lol. Its pretty good, so i'll hope that will go better than the spanish test even though its just a practice presentation.

My friend called Bo is going to get another tattoo, she's going to put the letter B in her NECK!???!!? I was like.."errhh? Sounds like those brands cows get when they are marked"

I definitely don't think that will be a good tattoo.

A letter B in your neck, how could that possibly be cute?!!

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Quick Update [25 Sep 2006|08:50pm]
[ mood | sleepy ]


  • I still don't have my Diploma, I'll probably get it tomorrow or wednesday.
  • I have a Spanish exam on wednesday and I haven't followed a single Spanish lesson; this will be an absolute disaster.
  • My newsleecher and auto-unpack finally work properly, turned out that my external USB Hard Disk of 80 GB wasn't FTS Formatted. Fixed it so now i'll be able to download and burn movies like mad :D
  • Played Squash today for sports class, was a lot of fun. Fell a lot of the time and was very active which led to me being all sweaty.
  • I have a presentation on friday, and I don't have a subject yet.
  • I need to send in my project groups assignment (commercial economics) before 6 PM tomorrow, because I was appointed the 'supposed' leader. They must be out of their minds. Haven't started the assignment yet. I'm such a slacker.
  • DID finish chapter two of my H/D Fanfiction story though :-). Sent it to my wonderful betta Collin, who did an awseome job on chapter 1. I'll probably post the whole story on live journal when I have a couple more chapters ready.

Anyway, that's about it for today, i'm really really tired. Got up at 6 am, only got home about 7 pm. Studied for spanish a bit, which I need to do a LOT more. I was supposed to start on my Commercial Economics assignment too but my eyes keep drooping.

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Through the eye of a needle [21 Sep 2006|12:08pm]
[ mood | giddy ]

And once again I was saved from dying by the hands of a killer mom in a fit of rage, which I am sure would have happened if I didn't ..well just read..

Mr. Huisman is as of today, my personal Hero.

Go figure...


I had gone to school the day after I received that dreadful email, I don't even want to recap the feelings that ran through me upon getting the news so lets just skip that part real quick, anyone not knowing what i'm talking about read previous post!

Anyway so I went to school, and practically threw myself down in mercy at Mr. Huisman's feet, and like the hero he was, he told me I could redo the test the next day (yesterday).

So I went home, all dread had gone away to make place for anxiety and tried to relax. The relaxing soon started to form itself into not studying, and by the time I realised what I was doing again it was 12 AM and I couldn't keep my eyes open. I swore loudly at my own continuing stupidity and had set my alarm at 6 AM in the morning so I could at least study before I had to take the test which was the next day 2 PM.

The little effort I had put in to it payed off, and my happy dance started to creep back in my bones as Mr Huisman told  me I had a 5, which mind you is still a dreadful grade and I officially still '"failed" the test (you need a 5.5 to pass, and I had a 5 out of 10 ), BUT... wait for it;

It was better than the 4 I needed to get my diploma.

Songs started playing in the background, a spotlight came seemingly out of no where and encircled me, my feet started to skip and my arms started to shimmy. My happy dance was back in full force, and I couldn't wait to tell my mom the good news.

My mom for her part, was anxiety herself, practically lurking behind the front door in wait for me to show up so she could flung her arms around me to strangle or hug me depending on the news I brought with me.

Well, seeing as how you are reading this message, you can basically conclude she did the latter and I have my DIPLOMA.

Fucking finally.


*happy dances away*

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Start in, 1 - 2 - 3... [19 Sep 2006|10:54am]
[ mood | anxious ]


Now, I desperately felt it was due time to start my panic attack after reading the contents of the email I received this morning from my ex-teacher Mr. Huisman from my previous school.

In my previous entry I admitted not having studied properly (oh the regret), and devoting declarations of love to my T-84 calculator. But I seriously had not considered not passing no matter the outcome. Because I had calculated all my points from previous tests and the average came out to be sufficient to pass, oh so I thought.

But now I am being told that the out come of my test did have one condition. It had to be a 4 or more, and the result of my test was a 3.3! Fucking bitches, this means that I wont be receiving my diploma up coming friday, and that I can stop doing my little happy dance I had been dancing since I had been under the impression (which had been 3 lovely unstressful days) that all was well and I was going to make it. It also means that I won't be able to continue my study at my new school! 

Once again fucking bitches.

This is horrible.

And now I have to think of something desperate to convince Mr. Huisman to up my grade to a 4. Or else I believe I will just simply die in a horrible death of disappointment.

I just can't talk about it anymore, for fear of drowning in despair.

Thus on a lighter note, I have started my post HBP h/d fic and am busy writing chapter 2 yay, well i'll tell more about that  specific project in due time.


This is horrible, absolutely horrible. 

*leaves, to wallow in a surging flood of contemptuous self pity*

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Okay okay [14 Sep 2006|07:30pm]
[ mood | blank ]

This will be my official unofficial first entry (seeing how it isn't but I deleted the old one). I will probably forget about my supposed online journal pretty soon, and I don't expect anyone to actually read my drabble on this page, it probably won't be too interesting so i won't hold it against you, promise.

Anyway, I went to school today and took this test I didn't study for. The only thing I did do in preperation was the fact that I uploaded notes in my calculator. Thank the gods for Texas Instruments T-84, (I love you I love you). Which will not mean that I will pass regardles, because I defenitely won't be surprised if I managed to fail anyway. Business economics sucks.

So tomorrow I have a presentation on an economical problem which I need to solve, which I haven't started let alone prepared for, so tomorrow will be another disaster. Luckily for me, and my project group, it is only a practice presentation. So no real harm done, but my already sufficiently lacking reputation as a model student.

Teacher: "So Dennise, its you and your project groups turn to hold your presentation, please step up to the front of the class and begin."
Me: "Erm..?"
Teacher: "The presentation that I asked you to prepare for, due today?"
Me: "I.. uhh"
Teacher: "Well?"
Me: *looks sheepish* "Um..Sorry?"
Teacher: *Sighs and looks around the classroom* "Anyone that DOES have a presentation prepared?"
Entire class: *Suddenly busy whisteling plus looking at everything except the teacher*
Teacher: *grumbles under his breath*

Only good thing about tomorrow is that its Friday, last day of the week. That outlook always brightens my spirit :)

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