...I wanna be a rockstar.Honestly.Whenever a friend asks me that and I reply with that, they all laugh and say, "No, seriously."I don't blame them for not believing me, because it's a sort of unrealistic and faraway dream. But it's what I want. Lots....Failing that, an author or teacher or...something. I haven't really thought past that.My favourite member of Panic At The Disco is easily Ryan...

So I was reading Chrissie's [Freddie Mercury.] journals, and she lets people ask her anything and she'll answer them. [I'm so not a stalker :file:] I thought I'd do the same, though I don't think as many people know me because I'm very active on Mibba at the moment.So now the question part is over, I guess it's the 'stuff' part.I'm sort of sad/angry/Idon'tknow that my newest drabble hasn't been...

On the 2nd of April, my year level was at the swimming pool. We were at the outdoor one. I met Ryan Ross, and I told him about a friend that had written a letter to him, and that he was a hero. He smiled and laughed and talked, only to me, like a friend, and I got that dizzy feeling. The one where you feel like you would jump off a cliff, fly, die for someone. I knew that by the end of the day,...

I had adrisole written on my knuckles the other week. There's eight letters in adrisole. Exactly enough letters to fit. Fate, or what?Everyone was asking me what it was."Hey, what's on your fingers? Ad...""Adrisole.""What's that?""It's...an inside thing."-My sister thought it sounded like a band name.-One of my classmates thought it was a drug.-No one knew what it meant.-It made me feel...

Because no one can tell what you're feeling.You can be tired out of your mind, crying your eyes out, watching red lines appear or plain depressed, but you can add a smiley and sound cheerful and no one will know any different.And the best thing? You can spill your heart out and admit that you're fucked up, and awful, and horrible, and the worse thing they can do is ignore you. They don't whisper...

So I have this new teacher for English. She's...not the best teacher, which is a shame, since I was looking forward to English and we're concentrating on stories for this topic.She asked us to write a summary for an on-the-spot story we would tell. This is mine, word for word.The story of how a New Jersey band overcame the obstacles, criticism and stereotypical labels in order to inspire thousands...

I really can't believe it's all coming together, after only two days.It was basically three or four of us on the MCR thread. Before Projekt Interlude was invented, I knew them mostly as zodiac. - that really lucky girl that wrote an amazing story for MCR and got written back. And SuperIero - a Romantic that obviously loves Frank Iero. And then SuperIero asked what our ideal MCR merch would be and...