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Post by domino on Nov 8, 2008 7:26:46 GMT -5
 T H E diary o.f l i t t l e MINO[/color] the ramblings of an eccentric. you may be disturbed. you have been warned[/center] |
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Post by domino on Nov 8, 2008 9:50:30 GMT -5
  i n t r o d u c i n g . . .
Greetings stranger! I am Domino Coburn, unless you haven't already figured that out, but you can call me little Mino. This is my diary, which you probably shouldn't be reading, but what the heck. I'm probably not there while you're leafing through the pages, so there isn't much that I can do, so I've written this introduction just for you.
Basically, I just ramble off in here. I ramble quite a bit actually, which is great if you're a diary writer, but not so much if you're not. So yes, my Grandpa Hindley gave me this diary for christmas last year, which was nice of him. Said it would help me let out my anger and junk. Ha! Like I ever get angry. *twitch twitch*
Joking! Joking! I'm not really a mass murdering squirrel killer who's out on a vendetta to murder all the fluffy-tailed monsters in the world.
Yeah... I wouldn't be surprised if you've stopped reading now out of being creeped out by me, but what the hey?! That's my sense of humour.
So sit back, relax. Help yourself to a biscuit and a cup of tea, and enjoy the madness that is me!
Affectionately,
l i t t l e MINO [/color] |
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Post by domino on Nov 25, 2008 14:19:21 GMT -5
 
c a n ' t s t o p
(OK, yeah, the picture doesn't really get across my feelings, but I just thought it was cute!)
Oh Merlin, oh Bugs Bunny, oh Tom and Jerry tangled in some manical brawl! What's wrong with me? WHY do I have to feel these things?! WHY do I have to be so pathetic?! WHY am I such an idiot?! WHY do I have to be so infatuated?!
Oh dear... I should have resisted it. I should have, but I didn't. I gave into my heart's stupid, riculous desires, and I talked to him. Well, talked through the non-verbal note passing sense, but made contact with him none the less.Then again, if I had spoken to him, face-to-face, using the lumps of flesh I call lips, I think it would have been worse.
Why do I have to be so silly? He has a girlfriend, well he did, but they're probably gunna get back together, and he's one of my closest friends! And I like his girlfriend too, so why do I have the potential to ruin it for them?
GRRRRRR!!!
[/center] WHAT THE HELL IS WRONG WITH ME??!! One of the most important people in the world to me, and I have to go and fancy him. And I do. Big time. So whenever I go to talk to him, I just wanna blabber out about how much I like him and then commence in some demented snog fest! Merlin, I could destroy everything!! Besides, he's a seventh year Gryffindor, while I'm so ugly little fifth year, so what would he see in me? And he has to be so nice, and supportive, and handsome, and EVERYTHING!! It's just so unfair!! [/center] And now I'm not even making sense! Great Isaac Newton, will nothing go right?! Well, I suppose I'll have to keep the front up. Maybe I should try to avoid him.... That way I wouldn't have to suffer the conversations while my mind wonders to how his lips would feel...
But it'd be so hard, and it's hard enough putting on this sherade that 'I'm OK'. Oh no...
Oh dear...
Worryingly,
l i t t l e sad MINO [/blockquote][/color] |
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Post by domino on Nov 25, 2008 17:19:49 GMT -5
 
t e n w a y sto forget remus lupin a boy
[/right][/color] 1. Avoid all contact with said male.
2. If forced into contact with said male, make excuse for speedy departure.
3. Every night, scream into a pillow to release frustration, and to prevent blowing up in the faces of innocent bystanders.
4. Cry in private.
5. Take every opportunity to be distracted from said male e.g. quidditch practice, homework.
6. Take a cold shower to clear one's head; dosage depends on severity of infatuation.
7. Discard of objects that have any emotional attachment to said male.
8. Eat baked beans on toast. (<-- best comfort food EVER!!)
9. Talk to someone about said problem; pets are fine.
10. Laugh off your woes if you cannot cry. WARNING - tears may follow laughter.[/blockquote] |
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Post by domino on Dec 22, 2008 11:53:13 GMT -5
 
g e t o u t !
OK, this is actually getting ridiculous. I am getting really peeved off now!!
Seriously, I cannot bloody close my eyes without seeing him there! He's like my psychological stalker or something! Merlin, if only.
It's getting obsessive... I CANNOT stop thinking about him! I feel like I'm turning into some psycho bitch whose gunna end up standing outside his shower and staring through the shower curtain... like I haven't dreamt that already!
Talking about it doesn't help. Mum knows something's up. My letters to her are getting crappier and awkwarder by the day, and she's starting to freak out.
"It's not Dad is it? You know we can talk about this. Papa Hindley or Nana Meg can help as well."
Sweet Tinkerbell, no thanks! As much as I love my grandparents, I don't think they can help right now.
And it just feels... wrong, talking to Mum about it. It would either stress her out more, or she'll just laugh it off and say I'll get over it.
WHAT IF I DON'T GET OVER IT?!?!
What if I end the crazy spinster down the road because I couldn't have Remus Lupin?
And now I'm making him sound like an object rather than a person.
Geez, this is so messed up...
Obsessively,
l i t t l e MINO
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