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VAMP BOX
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08:43:06 - May 17 2012
08:41:52 - May 17 2012
08:40:51 - May 17 2012
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THE SUN
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New York City, USA:
Sunrise is at: 5:37 AM
Sunset is at: 8:08 PM
London, England:
Sunrise is at: 5:06 AM
Sunset is at: 8:48 PM
Moscow, Russia:
Sunrise is at: 5:15 AM
Sunset is at: 9:38 PM
Sydney, Australia:
Sunrise is at: 7:41 AM
Sunset is at: 6:02 PM
Tokyo, Japan:
Sunrise is at: 5:35 AM
Sunset is at: 7:40 PM
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bandnrd
Great Sire
01:00 Jan 01 - bandnrd was doing something Mysterious.
01:00 Jan 01 - bandnrd was doing something Mysterious.
01:00 Jan 01 - bandnrd was watching VR Webcams.
01:00 Jan 01 - bandnrd was watching VR Webcams.
01:00 Jan 01 - bandnrd was on the homepage.
01:00 Jan 01 - bandnrd was doing something Mysterious.
01:00 Jan 01 - bandnrd was doing something Mysterious.
01:00 Jan 01 - bandnrd was doing something Mysterious.
01:00 Jan 01 - bandnrd was watching VR Webcams.
01:00 Jan 01 - bandnrd was watching VR Webcams.
01:00 Jan 01 - bandnrd was watching VR Webcams.
01:00 Jan 01 - bandnrd was watching VR Webcams.
01:00 Jan 01 - bandnrd was doing something Mysterious.
01:00 Jan 01 - bandnrd was doing something Mysterious.
01:00 Jan 01 - bandnrd was doing something Mysterious.
01:00 Jan 01 - bandnrd was watching VR Webcams.
01:00 Jan 01 - bandnrd was watching VR Webcams.
01:00 Jan 01 - bandnrd was on the homepage.
01:00 Jan 01 - bandnrd was in Journals.
01:00 Jan 01 - bandnrd was in Journals.
01:00 Jan 01 - bandnrd was in Journals.
01:00 Jan 01 - bandnrd was writing in their Journal.
01:00 Jan 01 - bandnrd was doing something Mysterious.
01:00 Jan 01 - bandnrd was doing something Mysterious.
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Quote: And the day came when the risk to remain tight in a bud was more painful than the risk it took to blossom. -Anais Nin
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I know this profile is pretty long. I know there are a shit-ton of little sections, and I know you won’t read them all. I doubt you’ll even read this, to be honest. But I’ll warn you now; if you message me asking something that you can easily see in my profile, I’ll likely block you.
I should put somewhere in here that my alternate profile is Skrills3x. Feel free to go check it out, though you'll find the most information about me here, on nrd. :]
If you do by chance read this entire profile, I applaud you. If you have any questions, you’re more than welcome to ask me. If you have any complaints, you’re more than welcome to choke on them. :]
I’ll make this really easy on you. I’ll write a short paragraph containing a list of the basics you should know about me. Just a few important facts about myself, or rather, the things that I think are important to know. Under said list, I’ll put the details. Reading either one will show you a glimmer of who I am- the only true way to know me is to message me. :]
I'm nineteen. I'm loud, and I laugh at everything, whether it's funny or not. I have a nostril piercing, a Madonna piercing, my ears are stretched, and I have more tattoos than my family would like. I’m currently a freshman at Florida State University, though I don't know how long that'll last. I like iced tea, conjunctions, proper grammar, and skating. I adore music, art, and photography. I own an albino rat named Pai; she’s a lesbian. I also own a mutt of a dog named Jake; he responds to the name butthead. My life is pretty great. :]
I used to put up walls, I used to lock people out. I thought no one knew me, in the slightest. But this past year or so, I’ve met people who know me better than I do. They’ve showed me that it’s not horrid to show who you really are, and they’ve taught me to be open with myself.
There isn’t much that sets me apart from the crowd- you probably couldn’t pick me out of a room full of people if I was the only one wearing yellow. There’s nothing extraordinary about the girl behind the words. I wear my shirts too loose, my pants too tight, and my heart on my sleeve. I'm a music-aholic, and I need professional help. I'm pansexual, but who isn't some sort of bi these days? I've skipped class, done drugs, and had sex. I have trust issues, and a lack of self-confidence to a major degree. I'm an awkward person to be around. I say the wrong thing more often than not.
I’m flawed, and I wouldn’t deny it given the chance. I care about my own appearance more than I should. The things that shouldn’t matter to me do, and the things that should matter to me don’t. I’m a hypocrite. I’m stickler for grammar, but usually misspell things. I quite often hear that my mouth is much too pretty for the profanities that almost constantly spew from it, but honestly, I don’t much give a fuck. I'm a self-abuser. I'm an attention-whore at times. I can be harsh and sarcastic. I’ve lied, and I’ve denied it.
I hide in my music, I live through my music, music is my life. For me, music is not something to listen to. Music isn’t something that someone makes on a radio. Music isn’t a cool thing to get tattooed on your body [even through three of my tattoos are music related]. Music is my profession, music is my well-being, music is my income; music is my life. There isn’t a single day in my life where music doesn’t happen in some way or form. One of my two college majors is instrumental music education, for the sheer fact that I can do two things I adore all day and get paid for it. Because of this, all of my classes are music intensive- I have theory, studio, recording, music history, sight singing, piano, etc. as daily classes. I’m also in my university’s marching band, so even my weekends are music-filled.
In the past, I’ve used music to escape my problems. I put my emotions in to my music; I hide in my music. Part of me likes to think that I’ve grown out of this. Part of me likes to think that I’m matured, and I can handle my issues without running; but let’s be real. Music allows me to escape everyday life, and it keeps me sane. Music frequently takes me from hysterics to calm. There’s not a wound in the world music can’t cure.
It's been said over and over, by more people than I can imagine; pictures are worth a thousand words. They can capture a moment in its entirety; the emotions felt at the time of capture can come rushing back from just one glance at the image. People photograph their children growing up, their homes, their friends, themselves, their marriage... virtually their whole life. For what purpose, I've fallen in love with taking photographs of anything and everything. I want to have pictures of who I was, where I lived, who I was with, what I had... I want pictures of it all, so one day I can show my kids what I did at their age. If anything at all, I want to remember that at one point, things were really, really great, and pictures can remind me of exactly that.
It was right around second grade when my teacher figured out how much I loathed reading. I was still learning English, as well as adjusting to a new home. Reading wasn’t the top of my to do list- I rather watch television or play outside. For a birthday present, I was handed a Harry Potter book. I threw it to the back of my closet, forever to be covered with toys and dirty socks. It wasn’t until I got grounded and had everything taken away from me that I decided to read the first book. It was amazing- I couldn’t put it down. After that, I was always in trouble for reading when I was supposed to be doing other things, like classwork or chores. I went to the midnight release for every book and movie after that.
I have two sets of HP books- one that I read, and one that I show. My show books are all lined up on my shelf; they’re hard cover, and have only been read once- the night I bought them. My reading set? They’re covered in marks from where my fingers have turned the pages, they have writing in the margins on parts that I adored, and they have tears on the pages from where I cried, either from laughter or heartbreak.
With the series officially at its end, I don’t know what to do with myself. There won’t be another book. There won’t be another movie. There won’t be any more midnight showings or midnight releases.. You may think me crazy, for loving a book series so much... but to me, it's so much more. It's my childhood. I've spent more time reading, living, watching and loving Harry, Ron, and Hermione in my life than I've spent without them.
I’ve been a member of Vampire Rave for nearly four years. In those four years, I’ve learned a few things about personal policies: They change so often there’s almost no point in writing them down.
With that being said, there are a few things about my profile that will always stay the same, no matter what else happens. The few things that will remain constant are listed below. :]
Biting, blasting, and stalking
These three things will always remain turned off on my profile. Biting and blasting are the two most annoying things on this site, in my personal opinion. If you want to talk to me, send me a message- it's not hard, and I don't bite, I promise.
Rating
When I rate, I use all numbers. It’s pretty much as simple as that. I don’t have a number by number breakdown for everything. There are two very, very basic things that will get a ten from me: use proper grammar and write about yourself. I couldn’t give two fucks about what phase of the moon you were born under, or any of that. If you've got three lines that say "I'm tall, with brown hair, 5'11", medium build. I love vamps. Bite me." you're going to get a one. Also, don't bother telling me you added me or rated me or whatever. If you message me asking to return the 'favor' I'm going to rate you a one and add you to my blocked list. :] For portfolios, if you have even a few pictures in there you usually get a ten from me, 'cause if I rated it off of who I thought was pretty or not, a lot of people would have 1's. :]
I’ve been on the Rave nearly four years. In these four years, I’ve been in a handful of Societies, and I’m going to try to list them off. Granted, I know I won’t remember them all, and I’ll probably mess up the order in some way. :]
The Coven of Mooncall Ketu
The Coven of Infinitus Serenus
The Coven of Stone Guardians
The Coven of Norse Winds
The Coven of Cognitive Fabrication
The Coven of Art
The Coven of Heart’s Desire
The Coven of Smoke and Mirrors
The Coven of Empathy
The Mirror of Erised (Coven)
The Coven of Smoke and Mirrors
The Coven of Smoke and Mirrors is the only Society that I’ve ever been the Mistress of. Originally, the Coven was opened by immortalxkiss, long before I knew her. But, in the beginning of the year, she reopened what would become the most amazing thing I’ve been a part of, to date. When I got Smoke and Mirrors, it was already well furnished, if you will. There was a small group of members, an even smaller group of active members, and more pages and content than I could ever ask for. Shortly after, the Coven was transferred back to immortalxkiss's control, and closed because of a lack of activity. In the end of November, I reopened the Coven for the last time. I will not close her, no matter the amount  of activity she does or does not see. I love my little place, and I am going to work hard to make it wonderful this time around. ♥
 The Alliance False Pretense was once created to unite the two sister Covens Smoke and Mirrors and the Mirror of Erised. Both Covens were started by immortalxkiss, but I became lucky enough to get to keep Smoke and Mirrors as my own. Because both shared the same mother, both sister Covens were nearly identical, yet completely different; fraternal twins, if you will. Both Covens thrived off of the deceit, lies, and illusions that a mirror could provide, and even pass off as real. But, all good things must end eventually. The Mirror of Erised is no more, and Smoke and Mirrors only holds fond memories of her dear sister. Since Erised's disbanding, I've decided to revive the Alliance False Pretense, and I've opened up the Alliance doors to all Societies on the Rave, in hope that Smoke and Mirrors can once again share a family bond with another Coven.
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Profile Created: Dec 09 2007
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Thanks for the love! :) Here's a 10.
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