. Liliana "Lily" Michaels .
"I will find my way, I can go the distance. I'll be there some day, if I can be strong. I know every mile, will be worth my while..."
Ugh, this better stay in my journal. I have a cynical and pessimistic reputation to keep up, and the fact that my favourite quote is from a Disney movie song is kinda pathetic. But still, Hercules is pretty awesome - especially the original myth. Anyway, those words tend to give me hope. Just because bad things happen - and they will happen - you can overcome it. Unless the Greek Gods are real and just enjoy messing around with people. In which case, we're all screwed.
1) Cynical: Yup, I'm the bitch that brings the dark cloud over the sun. I mean, I'm not miserable all the time. But I'm the first person to make that sarcastic comment, or point out all the bad shit that'll happen if somebody tries to rope me into something stupid. I'll still go along with them, but only to stop the idiot from killing themselves. And... slightly enjoy myself too.
2) Reckless: What, you didn't get that from my first point? I can easily point out bad things in something - but I can still go along with it and enjoy myself. Example; Taking a motorbike for a drive out in the woods is dangerous; I could fall off, break my neck, be paralysed for life. I don't have much off-road experience - will I do it anyway? You're goddamn right I will!
3) Independent: I don't like to rely too much on other people; I've done that in the past, and it's rarely turned out well. I'd rather take care of my own problems by myself - the less people that get involved means less people will get hurt. Or, it'll mean less interference.
4) Uncertain: Guess you could also say indecisive... I'm not really great at making my mind up. Impulsive decisions are not a common thing for me - you wouldn't have thought so considering my recklessness, huh? But the big things, like life choices and moving schools and stuff. I can never make them. Sometimes I can be so undecided that I'll just pick a random choice, just so it's over with. Guess that's my own type of impulsive behaviour then, huh?
5) Motorbikes: Who needs a car when you have a bike? It's one of the few decent presents that my parents have bought for me - probably relieved I didn't ask for a Mercedes like my brother. Bikes are cheaper all round, from lessons to taxes. Anyway, I love my
Suzy, and she's a hell of a ride.
6) Black. Lots of black: What? I like the colour - it looks great on me.
7) PIRATES, ARGGGGGG
8) Dogs: I smuggled a dalmatian clean across the country just to keep him! Of course I love dogs.
9) Dork: I'm a huge one, but it's a secret. Only my closest friends and family know I enjoy disney and musicals. Ugh, if some people were aware that I know Mulan off by heart, I'd never hear the end of it.
10) Art History; Well, not Art history specifically. It's more Art, and then History. The combination of the two is stone-cold boring, unless it's from a Dan Brown novel or something. I love those mysterious, puzzle plots where you need to be an expert in Boticelli or something to solve the riddles. A murder mystery like
that would really wake up this town! If... it weren't for the already dead chick... yikes. Too soon?
- Old, dilapidated buildings. There's just something so cool about old things - except old people. Old people can be creepy. But buildings, sure! Exploring them always makes me pretty darn happy.
- Stupid humour. I know a lot of people don't appreciate stuff like slapstick and punny jokes, but I live off them. You know someone's really great when they can laugh at anything - even better if they can pull off a good joke about it too.
- Fireworks. It's not just the way they light up the sky with gorgeous colours - but it's something you can enjoy with anyone. Back home in Washington, whenever there was a big fireworks display for 4th of July or something, the entire community would just come together. People brought drinks, barbecues, sparklers for the kids and marshmallows for the fires. You'd have people laughing and huddling together against the cold, forgetting about arguments unless too much alcohol got flowing. All this good stuff... for fireworks. So yeah, they're pretty special.
- Ice cream. It doesn't matter about the flavour, or the temperature outside. Ice cream is, and always will be, my comfort food. I'd have a bowl of Ben and Jerry's on the coldest day in winter, and still feel the warmth of happiness inside.
- Horror. Man, everyone back home thought I was a goth because I wore black all the time and enjoyed scary movies. Black is a nice colour, okay? And horror - I don't know. There's something about the suspense that I enjoy - makes you feel alive! Besides, some horror movies and games are just laughable. Sometimes you look at the effects and think, "Man, strawberry jam would have looked better!".
I'm obsessed with history, so to be able to get into ancient ruins to study and draw them would be amazing. God, I would kill to get into the Vatican archives too - they have original documents that Galileo himself made. Galileo!!! I should definitely work on my Italian.
Hm... I guess there's a lot. I don't know - I could sit here all day and blame everything under the sun for things that have happened in my life. But that's the case for everybody, right? I suppose if I think hard enough about it, it would be my brother. Ever since what happened, he's been keeping a way too close eye on me. I have to sneak around him these days, because I'm worried what he'll do. He's not beyond lying to Mom and Dad to have my money cut back again, that's for sure. Things would go a lot smoother if he wasn't here in Harmonia Harbor.
Visiting Athens with my Uncle. It was for my 16th birthday, and a lot of kids thought I was weird for going to see some old ruins with my weird relative for my "sweet 16". But my God, it was perfect - I'll never forget the way the sun set over the horizon, making the pillars of the Acropolis cast long shadows again the dusty ground... it was amazing, to consider that I was standing in a spot that another girl could have, over 2000 years ago. Why waste a moment like that for some crappy party with terrible decorations like the rest of the girls in my year?
Hell, I don't know. I've made a lot of mistakes in my life. A few more lines have been scribbled out, quite viciously.
Everything comes down to trusting my brother in the past. I shouldn't have - all he's done is made things worse for me.
Woah, man. I guess everyone has a type... kinda hard to put it into words though. I've had a handful of partners in my life - some childish crushes, some flings, and some more serious. Some were good, some... well, not so good. After everything that's happened recently, I just want somebody sweet and funny, that won't ever hurt me.
Uh... that came out more "fairy-tale" than I intended. People always hurt people - whether it's intentional or not. It would be nice to find someone aiming for the unintentional type of hurting though - none of this toxic bullshit. Just someone you can hang out with and do stupid things together; but the good kind of stupid, like play-fights and eating cookies straight out of the oven even though you know they'll burn your tongue.
God, I'm sounding like a idealistic princess again. Somebody who isn't an asshole - that'd be nice. Oh, and maybe taller than me too - I like being the little spoon. Best position for cuddling, and... other things.
When I was 8 I stole my Mom's bottle of vodka and drank it all with my friends; my brother got blamed for it and was grounded for like a month.
Nah, I'm kidding. Definitely happened, but I've told so many people that story that it's not really a secret anymore. I guess it would be Barkenstein. The school doesn't allow big animals for pets - just things like rabbits or hamsters. I'd adopted a great big Dalmatian before coming here, so no way was I leaving him in Washington. I have him hidden away nice and safe near the campus, but I can't tell anyone about him. There are so many bitches in this school who'd tell the Principal just to spite me.
First of all, time-travel would be a sucky power. Ever heard of the butterfly effect? Anyway, I guess this is a no-strings-attached question... I guess I'd like to go back and revisit a favourite memory. Maybe my visit to Athens? Ooh, or seeing my Grandpop one last time before he died.
Ah, who am I kidding? I know fine well where I'd go; back to Washington, to see Lee again. Spend the night in the backyard, looking at the stars and eating junk food. Before the shit hit the fan, and we were just kids being kids. It'd be nice to have her look at me without disgust or annoyance in her eyes.
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