Sunday, 28 November 2010

goneded for a bit...

Posted by Acacia at 07:00 0 comments
You say "I love you boy"
I know you lie
I trust you all the same
I don't know why

'Cause when my back is turned
My bruises shine
Our broken fairytale
So hard to hide

I still believe it's you and me 'til the end of time

When we collide we come together
If we don't we'll always be apart
I'll take a bruise I know your worth it
When you hit me hit me hard

Sitting in a wishing hole
Hoping it stays dry
Feet cast in solid stone
I've got Gilligan's eyes

I still believe it's you and me 'til the end of time

When we collide we come together
If we don't we'll always be apart
I'll take a bruise I know your worth it
When you hit me hit me hard

You said love was letting us go against what
Our future is for...

Many of horror
Our future's for many of horror

I still believe it's you and me 'til the end of time

When we collide we come together
If we don't we'll always be apart
I'll take a bruise I know your worth it
When you hit me hit me hard

Many of Horror-Biffy Clyro

I'll be backs :O

Monday, 1 November 2010

Bad Dreams...

Posted by Acacia at 15:26 1 comments
The night is only a sort of carbon paper,
Blueblack, with the much-poked periods of stars
Letting in the light, peephole after peephole --
A bonewhite light, like death, behind all things.
Under the eyes of the stars and the moon's rictus
He suffers his desert pillow, sleeplessness
Stretching its fine, irritating sand in all directions.

Over and over the old, granular movie
Exposes embarrassments--the mizzling days
Of childhood and adolescence, sticky with dreams,
Parental faces on tall stalks, alternately stern and tearful,
A garden of buggy rose that made him cry.
His forehead is bumpy as a sack of rocks.
Memories jostle each other for face-room like obsolete film stars.

He is immune to pills: red, purple, blue --
How they lit the tedium of the protracted evening!
Those sugary planets whose influence won for him
A life baptized in no-life for a while,
And the sweet, drugged waking of a forgetful baby.
Now the pills are worn-out and silly, like classical gods.
Their poppy-sleepy colors do him no good.

His head is a little interior of grey mirrors.
Each gesture flees immediately down an alley
Of diminishing perspectives, and its significance
Drains like water out the hole at the far end.
He lives without privacy in a lidless room,
The bald slots of his eyes stiffened wide-open
On the incessant heat-lightning flicker of situations.

Nightlong, in the granite yard, invisible cats
Have been howling like women, or damaged instruments.
Already he can feel daylight, his white disease,
Creeping up with her hatful of trivial repetitions.
The city is a map of cheerful twitters now,
And everywhere people, eyes mica-silver and blank,
Are riding to work in rows, as if recently brainwashed.
Sylvia Plath

Keane- A Bad Dream

I are Zombie om nom nom
Shape: Mines :o
                                 Face tattoo: *League* Zombie Bite Ripped Cheek (with blood spatter)

Tuesday, 12 October 2010

Chasing bubbles...

Posted by Acacia at 14:28 0 comments
Being ill does indeed suck large sweaty donkey balls... Ive had this cold/flu/chest infection thing for over a week now, my voice is finally coming back (yay, I can dj again :P) It has been utterly hellish, all ive wanted to do is rest and frankly, I havent had an opportunity, muchos stuff going on, none of which has been entirely pleasant... Oh well, it's all Murphy's law isnt it? Gotta love that Murphy bastard. Havent been in sl as much as all that, pretty much delegated the dj manager duties to the boys (I'm rather amazed Val and Sun managed to not burn the place down) but, as I'm getting better and things are calming down on the home front I'll be around more, to make my presence painfully aware. Another manager meeting coming up (yippee, they are amusing, we tend to talk shite in between getting things done) But a lot needs discussed, so it's for the best. Havent done much shopping either, picked up the new truth hairs <3 and Mir made me get the new loulou shirts, which ya'll shall see further down, theyre so cute, a variety of undershirts, mood bras kinda, pink, blue and grey, very cutes, I likey. Oh just thought of another reason ive been avoiding sl... lack of smoking, when i'm on sl I smoke more, I get frustrated, and when i can't smoke (like with said chest infection) I just turn mean. I have reasons for the two songs, Biffy Clyro are scottish and epic, annnd The Coral takes me back, I was 19 when it came out and heavy into partying, it was one of the few brit tunes i took to canada with me, and they lurved the lil chavvy indie darlinks :P In a nutshell, it makes me smile!

Word of the day: Clique (see translation 3)
Songs of the day(you get 2!): Biffy Clyro- Bubbles
The Coral- Dreaming of you

Look of the day:
Shape: home made
Skin:Laq Tess2 nougat (with cleavage)
Hair: *0 Style*Camille*(auburn)
Tattoo: GoK Dark Yakuza fem
Shirt:.:*LOULOU&CO*:. Top ::JELLY POP:: Black
Jeans: .:Relentless Couture:. Side Drop Paint Jeans (bought at black and blue fair)
Socks: {SMS} Knit Socks Black
Boots:Slink Beebee boots
Necklace: -.HoD.-Fallen-
Armwarmers: Tokushi Le'Strap Gloves dark

Sunday, 26 September 2010

Cows, overpriced cigarettes and the meaning of life...

Posted by Acacia at 06:57 0 comments
Yesterday I took it upon myself to go on an uber long drive to the north of Scotland, the reasoning for this was quite simple at the time a) it gave the new car a little stretch (this is my first ever brand new car, 2011 plates baby! Rawr) and secondly, an old friend of my mums son was wrestling in Peterhead (buttfuck nowhere) we set off at 2pm, and didnt get home until 2am. I love Scotland, it truly is a beautiful country, but holy fuck, it's crap up there! I grew up in Edinburgh, which for all intent and purpose is a large and fairly bustling city, I cannot honestly imagine living up north, no matter how cute the damn cows are (and theyre effing cute!) Also, £7 for a packet of marlboro lights? Fook off, I resent paying £6 in asda -.-
Now onto the trials and sorrows of second life... This week I have had 0 drama, it's been awesome :P
Allrighty, ive been dragged into other peoples bollocks, but, well, at least when it's other peoples I can sit and giggle in the corner while nodding sympathetically.

Word of the day: Passion
Tune of the day: Squeeze- Heaven Knows

Look of the day:
Shape: Home made by moi
Skin: Laq Tess2 Nougat, with cleavage enhancement
Boots: Last Eden - Tall Boots
Stockings: >>Roots<< 00L10004.S(80Den)
Tattoo: ::Para Designs:: Snakebite
Hair: >TRUTH HAIR< Maya Streaked - Cherry
Bikini: ~*RunoRuno*~ Ribbon Bikini
See other posts for additional accessories.

Monday, 20 September 2010

Nostradamus ate my hamster... ☠

Posted by Acacia at 13:56 2 comments
So, I despise confrontation, I hate firing people, and I dislike giving warnings... So why, oh why, please dear reader tell me, do people insist on bating me?
 For example; At Sanctuary we play rock, we play metal and recently we decided some industrial and ebm would be allowed also... It has and always will be a rock club, it is not called Sanctuary Rap, nor Sanctuary feel Good Pop!(™Guen) I have sent countless notices to staff deatiling the allowed music (as have previous dj managers) And things have never changed in the respect of what isnt playable... So why, after all this, must people still continue to do it? Then of course, when I eventually have to pull them up (usually due to complaints) I'm made out to be a bad bastard, hell satan incarnate even... Spoiling there fun, well sweetheart, what about my fun? Hmm? When's it my turn to enjoy myself and not get dragged into countless IM's with argumentative so and so's whining over how i'm ruining their slifes :P Le sigh, the job of the devils hand maiden is never done eh? In all honesty I avoid confrontation in my day to day life also, I get flustered and upset. I was brought up with manners and the respect for others, and believe I'm due the same courtesy in return, gawd if I actually dislike someone I tend to be overly polite with a pinch of condescension. Alas enough ranting, back to the fun and frolics of my slife/life. I got the BEST thing ever today in sl all thanks to a Sanctuary Rock patron (ty again Rodz!) A prim raptor skeleton av, so now all I need to do is prod Guen repeatedly until she gives me a caveman event!

Word of the day ღ : narcissism
  ♪♫Tune of the day♫♪: The Eels- Fresh Blood
Look of the day ☠:

Shape: Made by moi!
Bracelets&Rings: *X*plosion B.A.N.Gallant
                                                                         Eyes: <<<np>>> Lunar eyes

Sunday, 19 September 2010

Shiver me timbers...

Posted by Acacia at 05:28 0 comments
It is in fact international talk like a pirate day, of course i decided to see if anyone in real life knew this, but alas no, walking into your local Tesco and asking for "Twenty marrrggghlboro lights me harties" Pretty much just grants you a whole host of funny looks...Ive decided to let acacia look a little piratical for the day, fun and games! I logged in this morning to some of the most demented IM's ive seen in ages, ranging from complaints about music to some random person asking me for a dj application with almost one word per line...
"ur not on" (way to go captain obvious)
"I want to DJ" (wonderful, we all need goals)
"I can sing" (what the hell, this made me stare blankly at the PC for a few moments...)
"I wan application" (this was typod to hell, but this is roughly the translation)

Suffice to say my IM's were capped o.o I havent mentioned but I manage the DJ's in sl for an epicly awesome rock club called Sanctuary Rock Ive been working/hanging out here on and off since 2006. And as a self confessed music addict this is defintley the best place for me to be :P
 We have a wonderful staff, and it's really an enjoyable place to work, and a fun family to be a part of.
Onto the look of the day, wheee...And yush, i'm including slurls where available!

Shape: I made it, and I am willing to throw together custom shapes :P
Skin: Laq- tess2 (including cleavage enhancer all nougat)
Tattoo: ::Para Designs:: Paisley Temptress
Feet: Slink- Jolie Barefoot Mid Height
Hair: !lamb. Glass Candy (w/o) - Ink (bought at hair fair)
Hair Base: booN vine shaved hair base red (free gift at hair fair)
Bracelets and nails: *X*plosion B.A.N.GALLANT
Pants: [Cynful] Orange Bottom ~ Skull
Tank: [Miseria] Girl eats Boy - Grey
Ears: SP - Heavy Pierced Elven Ears
Collar: Cobrahive -Nemi- (studs)

Friday, 17 September 2010

A big boy did it and ran away...

Posted by Acacia at 14:15 2 comments
Isnt it funny how in five minutes or so you can lose all respect for someone, with one action suddenly theyre demoted from a friend to "what a tosser" status. I remember now why I stopped trusting online "friends" Don't get me wrong, I loves most of the people I call friend, but maybe I need to rethink the lists, friends vs acquaintances. I'll explain my slightly emo mood... It was brought to my attention a very close friend was spreading rumours about me, when I approached them about it in a very underhanded way (I didnt let on I knew who was doing it) they had the flipping cheek to sympathise... Now that gets right on my tits. Own up for fucks sakes you two faced nobjockey. Anywho... Looking forward to the weekend?
Ive been on a bit of a shopping tangent the last couple of weeks. The hair fair! Those two little words that make my sl experience so much more thrilling. I have a rather large inventory, I am a massive skin and hair ho' I will admit to owning at least 300 skins (all awesome quality, i'm picky) and at least 2k hairs (I havent counted in quite a while) But alas, yes the fair, I wasnt dissapointed in the slightest, I have found some absolute treasures and will get pictures up soon. But for now, here's what my barbies wearing at the moment...

Word of the day: Malicious
Tune of the day: Florence & The Machine - Heavy in your arms ( the best part of the twilight movies)

Shape: Own
Skin: Laq Tess2 Nougat (cleavage enhancer also Laq)
Lashes: ***Chaisuki*** Lashes26
Cig: (NS) Cigg- White animation
Arm cuff: TART Arm cuff (black)
Tattoos: ::Para Designs:: Paisley Temptress Light
Boots: *ordinary* Acinonyx
Nails& Bangles: *X*plosion B.A.NGallant
Necklace: -.HoD.-Fallen-
Shirt: .:LeeL:. Bare Shoulder Black 3 (From modern love outfit)
Eyes: <<<np>> Lunar eyes (Large Ilis)
Hair: >Truth< Gigi - night (New release)
Ears: [ATOMIC] Mystic Elven Ear - Feather
Jeans: [Miseria] Bitter Jeans - Acid 1

And that's it for now, maybe next time i'll include slurls :P
/ran off

Tuesday, 14 September 2010

well everyone else was doing it...

Posted by Acacia at 12:05 0 comments
So, ive decided to blog, yes, I know, I'm a total sheep, but whatever... This lil bloggy will feature my latest thoughts, awesome musics and fashions from the world of SL. Oh, and whatever shit pops into my head, we may need a bigger blog :o

Word of the day: Skank
Song of the day: Shiny Toy Guns- Ghost Town
Look of the day:

The look:
Skin: Laq-Tess2 Nougat (incl. Additional cleavage enhancer in nougat)
Shape: Home made \m/
Tattoos: ::Para Designs:: Paisley Temptress
Mouth beads : [Acide!] Dark Perly Kiss
Collar: Cobrahive - Nemi (studs)
Ears: Softly Paws - Heavy Pierced Elven Ear (Natural)
Hair: [Atomic] The Affair (hair fair)
Eyes: <<<np>>> Lunar Eyes (large ilis)
Boots: *ordinary* Acinonyx
Dress: Apple May Designs- Lani Dress
Bracelets and Nails: *X*plosion B.A.N Gallant

And that's about it from me... DJing in a few, oh the joys, I just got my hands on a couple of new albums, Linkin Park for one :o listening now, and enjoying oddly :P


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