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The Girl

Jessel goes by many nicknames. Most commonly known as Padme or Lithium. 26, manic depressive, OCD, non trusting anymore of anyone. Sarcastic at times, doesn't like fighting, hates it. Doesn't have a lot to say, but this is her blog (for ppp and normal blogging) as well as her trading post for her tcgs. This is her blog, she will post what she wants, and say what she wants, no holds barred.
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E-mail: empress.padme[@]gmail

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  • I got pierced. Only took me 6 years to do it huh?

    - Posted on June 2, 2008 @ 03:51 PM EST

    Yup. My labret is pierced. See Priestley? That thing in the middle of his lip? Yeah that was me. I’m hurting and dizzy now though because it’s like throbbing. *mutters* BUT! I went through a needle. The needle was not that scary..I just closed my eyes and when he said take a deep breathe I did and it was done. It’s cute. I love it. No really. I can’t wait until I can get like those cute little balls and shit in three weeks.

    I’ll take a pic at my friends house I feel like crap right now..i’m drinking soda which the thing tells me not to do but the guy said I’d be fine as long as I drank it through a straw. I’m gonna try and rp a bit to get my mind offa this pain that just like started maybe ten minutes ago once feeling came back into my mouth.

    PS: I saw the hottest guy in walgreens btw..and the guy that pierced me wasn’t that bad either *purrs*

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    I DEMAND SALAD! I DEMAND IT FROM THE SKY! (Quote from T)

    - Posted on May 31, 2008 @ 03:43 PM EST

    We headed out towards San Fran at ROUGHLY 10:15. We almost got hit by big trucks *which makes me nervous and T (who was driving) nervous.* We did get lost in downtown San Fran. We went up a very big hill………

    We went down a even BIGGER one it seemed. This is what happens when we see a sign reading Chinatown and we point and go: WE WANNA GO! Never. Again. Ever. FINALLY after what seemed like maybe an hour trying to find our way OUT we found the road we needed. 101 North (or was it south? I think it was North) and we crossed the Golden Gate Bridge and then got off to do some sight seeing at a park thing made for that crap. I got pictures of Alcatraz….*which by the way I’m pissed about because they didn’t take right because it was TOO bright..I’m gonna haveta get some offa Titania. UGH. * Jondy was however happy that I managed to get THREE pics of the bridge for her sorry ass. (shes far too demanding.) Then we headed towards the beach.

    It was cold…and the sun wasn’t out. But get this ladies and gents. Me, JJ and Titania? GOT SUNBURNED. Oh yeah. Titania founded me some shells! YAY! so now I gots some shells, and a skeleton of a crab…it’s a tiny lil crab..it’s so fucking adorable. There were jelly fish but I couldn’t take one *SNIFFLES* I wanted one so bad….it was adorable….

    On a good note? Well kinda good note. We went to the jelly belly factory! And…I got kicked in the ankle by some bitch trying to run me over so she could take a pic and then later? She elbowed me in the face.And we had a bag of jelly beans…which Titania snagged from JJ’s hands and paid for lmao.

    We went to downtown and old sac for the sole purpose of getting food and I walked into a place I never want to go into again. Good food or not thanks. Bad memories in that…place but I’ll live. I only sucked it up because they wanted to eat there and who am I to spoil fun right? Right. I got a burger, which I only managed to eat half of so far thank to my jaw being swollen *thanks dumb bitch at the jelly belly* and had a Amaretto and a soda…and then a sip of Titania’s Snake Bite and JJ’s Cosmo. Cosmo. JJ. That was hilarious. Oh..I almost wanted to crack up. What else….we went to a lil tourist place which I have my new best pen in the world! Titnaia bought me a TINKERBELL pen.

    Titania also gave me my hair stix. omfgz. They are gorgeous. I shall put my hair up and take a pic of them. She also gave me a butterfly bracelet AND my skull pin for my hair (which is fucking cute as all living hell. ) All in all it wasn’t a bad day except if you count being in a car for more hours than I ever care to be in one again. But hey, at least there was good music.

    Tomorrow. I don’t think I wanna do anything too big…my sunburn literally makes me wanna cry cause it hurts so bad and I’m tired as hell right now. I wanna sleeeeeeeeeeep. Tomorrow might be a good day to take off from doing something. Let everyone rest. Think T deserves that <3333333333 She’s wicked cool by the way too. Anywho. I’m gonna go finish talking to Sammy (who loves me) and go to bed.

    Thank you for the birthday wishes Heather and Sammy. You own :)

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    Another lovely rp excerpt, because I’m getting so well at it.

    - Posted on May 9, 2008 @ 08:26 PM EST

    This one takes place between jess moore and sam winchester from SPN.

    Link to complete RP can be found herE:
    http://asylums.insanejournal.com/heartsandminds/8698.html

    Was there a time that Jess had ever not gone for the more physical side of Sam? To her, even if he had been a twig when she had met him, she still loved him then and a part of her still cared for him now. True. Kill or be killed right? The law of evolution and Darwin’s theory. They had to survive. Survival of the fittest and all that jazz that made a human. There was just always something about Sam that had caught her eye. Maybe it was the way he carried himself in school, or the fact that he pretty much stayed on his own. He wasn’t surrounded by the kids in school and she could actually get alone time with him pretty much whenever she wanted.

    Jess would accept him for whatever he had become. Perhaps he forgot that Jess was that easy going or that she always took everything with a grain of salt, like when he would just brush off talking about his family, or that he never called them. She didn’t question it, or bring it up. Even if in the back of her mind she wanted to know what exactly was going on, she never once pushed it. Like when he left that night on the “hunting” trip with Dean. She just let him go as if she silently understood it was something he couldn’t explain. However after the squeeze, instead of letting his hand go, she brought it down to rest in front of them both, keeping her small hand wrapped around his the best that she could. Even if she was dirty and muddy. She figured there was no point in being careful right?

    Kissing was a no-no. Jess had already decided that in the back of her mind. Sam was not cursed to bring death to everyone he loved. True, people died that he loved, but that didn’t mean she would walk away even if he told her the truth. Hello. Here she was standing there in front of him. Dug herself out of a grave, at this point she would believe anything. “I know you get nervous, just not this nervous.” She smiled a bit, letting her tongue slide along her lower lip. True. They were never one for more than hand holding in public, maybe the occasional kiss to the cheek in between crossing paths in the halls at school, something which they always had made time to do. See each other at least for a minute. It wasn’t a valid answer, but she would let it slide, for the fact that it was Sam. And Sam had his ways of doing things, as strange as they sometimes were.

    She smiled just a tiny bit and used her nose to bump against his chin a moment. Then her hand dropped his and came back up to tap under his chin and forced him to look at her. As if she knew what he was thinking and was giving him that stern look that she sometimes did when she KNEW he was thinking bad thoughts about himself. Sam sometimes did that without realizing he was. She gave another grin and tapped his nose with her fingers and wrapped her arms around his neck. Dirty or not, he’d deal. There wasn’t a moment’s hesitation that she thought anything less of what was going on. It might have been exactly right, but it FELT right and that was all that mattered right now. She let her lips press against his cheek as she stood on her bare tip toes, lingering just a minute before letting herself fall down.

    “Yeah. Both in the same boat. We usually always were. I believe that’s part of the reason that we moved in together wasn’t it? Besides the fact we both couldn’t stand to be away from each other for that long in time.” She smirked and sighed softly, leaning her head into his hand when it brushed across her cheek. This was a little harder than she imagined it was going to be. “We should fix it shouldn’t we?” She was tugging her lower lip in between her teeth again, that nervous habit that Jess had when she was asking Sam something specific but not exactly coming straight out and asking. It was the: We could share a room.

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    Just wanted to share a snippet of something I wrote with everyone.

    - Posted on May 5, 2008 @ 12:22 PM EST

    Just a little thing I wrote in a response to a rp thread as Bela. This takes place between Bela and Sam Winchester in a IJ community called heartsandminds

    The complete thread thus far can be found here:
    http://asylums.insanejournal.com/heartsandminds/8739.html

    Perhaps the babies were a mistake, but it was something that the both of them were actually taking responsibility for. It was something that Bela Talbot somehow took dead serious, even if she had never planned on telling Dean in the first place. She had planned to just hide it from him and never tell him. Do it on her own. There was a part in Bela Talbot that made her not trust father figures, but that was her own inner demons talking. Something that made her skin crawl everytime she talked about it. Yes, Bela knew the smiles were fake, perhaps even the concern was fake on Sam’s end. However the concern on Bela’s end wasn’t fake. She was concerned with how he was after everything, even if she didn’t want to be, she was. Instead she just went and looked down as she continued talking.

    “I suggest you get to work then Sam.” She gave a small smile. It was something rare to see him like this, plotting against the older Winchester. But in the end the chip WOULD be useful. In case things ended…badly. She however was wringing her hands in her lap obviously nervous about something. She hadn’t told Dean about the deal. Or the hell hounds possibly coming to get her. She hadn’t told him anything, even if she knew of his deal through and through. Though perhaps the Winchester’s already knew what made Bela tick and be the way she was. She chewed on her lower lip. She perked a brow, raising her head at the clanging of the bowl. “Samuel? What on earth are you hiding?” After all, he could just spit it out. It wasn’t like Bela let anything effect her, she didn’t let anything hurt her feelings. Bela caught on fast and she knew something was up. It was just the theif in her, the keeness that came with her being well. Her.

    “Your…father?” Bela’s eyes widened just slightly. “Oh bloody fucking hell.” She muttered. She was shocked and suddenly she was scared. Bela never got scared. This was rare and something she wasn’t sure how to handle. Then when he continued and told her that he was telling Jess, her expression softened slightly as she watched him, giving a nod. “You owe her that much at least.” She gave a small sigh. She actually wished she had what Sam had had with Jessica. That man that was head over heels in love with her. Yes, Dean might have fallen in love with her, but she always had that inner feeling that perhaps it was because of the fact that she was carrying his unborn children. His last legacy to the Dean Winchester clan. He was right though, Jess wasn’t just anyone. Jess WAS the love of his life.

    When he asked if she could keep something from Dean, her head tilted to the side just slightly. “I’ve been keeping something from him so far. Why?” She was curious and then saw the lip being worried and frowned slightly, sliding off the stool and going to stand next to him, watching him intently for a moment or two. “Something’s wrong, isn’t it?” Bela had that gut instinct somehow. She sighed a moment. “Yes, I can keep something else from Dean should you chose to confide.” After all, he was right, Bela was good at keeping secrets on a everyday agenda. She’d been doing it since she was sixteen and finally realized why her parents were dead. Bloody hell. Bela Talbot was one of the best secret keepers known to mankind. Just like she knew exactly who held Dean’s contract

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    Just another day.

    - Posted on April 24, 2008 @ 08:19 PM EST

    I apologize in advance for any cursing…

    no. not at all. I’m hoping tomorrow magically gets better. please let the weekend get better *rubs temples* It’s just one thing after another.

    I cashed my moms SSI check that I’ve had since August since I got my id. I was told I could, so I shouldn’t get in trouble and if I do? Oh fucking well. I’m sorry. I needed food and clothing for my daughter. She comes first and foremost. I needed to do it. My mom would have done it. Guess I’m more like my mom than I realized. She always put me first above herself. Too bad I didn’t realize that a long time ago. Took her death to make me see it.

    Then a domain hosting provider goes SPLAT, I have a very good person looking into it for me to see what’s going on. This forum I signed up at to get advice concerning it seems really nice and someone is looking into it for me. I appreciate that. More than anyone can imagine.

    Dark Wars starts this weekend. And I still have two bios to do. No. Three bios. Two twins that look like Adrianne Palicki (ones a wolf and ones a leopard) and the other is Cecilia who is a transfer to IJ from LJ (Still keeping her LJ one though cause she’s totally in love with her Prince ftr)

    Few characters are spoken for (Like my Sophia shaped muse and my two Adrianne shaped muses lol) OH CRAP FOUR! THERE’S FOUR I HAVE TO DO. DAMN YOU SAMMY I ALMOST FORGOT ABOUT ED WESTWICK! *flails and dies* Oh snapples.

    I’m avoiding my friends list unless I”m sent something specific to read. I will NOT read about SPN tonight. Those that can actually understand me and not yell at me saying: You’re abandoning the fandom, know why.

    Tainted springs..is…going okay. Not sure if I’m happy with the layout of it, I might change it (Oh god here I go AGAIN) and the sad thing is, in my own game I only have four characters, well three since Bela won’t be a big part of the game, she’s only coming in for a plot later on. Someone needs to keep my head screwed on.

    Look Sammy! I used Josh D. just for you! (I’m totally loving Krista’s icons. AGAIN)

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    Eh….another day in the life

    - Posted on April 22, 2008 @ 10:48 PM EST

    So, I started my game on IJ. Well the founding processes of the game. I have JJ, Mylia, and Tink as my head mods and then Sammy is a mini-mod <3. Then. I get that sinking feeling as I’m working on it.

    I’ve never actually ran a game that involved more people then just me and my friends….now, before anyone says anything yes the name of the game is tainted springs. Is it a rip off of that idiotic GJ game that moved to IJ? Hell to the no. Sammy is making sure of that since she’s doing the premise for it at the moment. I made the comm when I saw the name available and I create a character using tainted-springs without thinking to check taintedsprings first. So I got the idea to make a community for a rp that I could base her in.

    Let’s just say this. Marissa (the owner of taintedsprings on GJ) emailed me and asked my why I created the accounts and that it was rude for me to try and block her from making her game by getting every variation I could of the name. Dude? I only have two so buzzah off. She pretty much threatened me not to start a rp on that journal. What does that make me want to do? It makes me wanna do it. Therefore, plans started to go into action. I however stalled, badly. Then when I found out Mo was in a game I joined on IJ, I felt like my privacy was shot to hell. I don’t tell everyone everything online for a reason. Mo is that reason. She violated my safety and my trust to an extreme I want nothing to do with her. I didn’t leave the Rp.

    Why? Because I didn’t want her to get the impression that she can join something and run me off. I’m not going to allow that to happen. I will NOT let her win. I’ve simply told the two mods that I will be doing my best to avoid her and that I will not be playing with her in any shape or form. If someone tries to make me play with her that’s a mod and they know what happened (Which for the record they do) I’m gone. I won’t be forced to play with a woman that violated my privacy like she did (*she had no right in the first place, then again I’ve been told I shouldn’t have expected anything less from her. She likes to get her way, well so do I, but I know when to back down.*)

    I stayed for my friends Tink and Mylia. I stayed for JJ. I stayed for oddly enough Amber and Nelle. Why Amber and Nelle? Because of the fact that they at least reply to my characters when I post and I don’t have to worry about them trying to hook characters up with mine right away and so on and so forth. I like Nelle. I like playing the interaction between Amber’s Brooke and my two characters Dakota and Jess. That doesn’t mean I’m best friends with Amber, because I’m not. She was just there a few times through some things on IJ that other people couldn’t have been there for me on. Except JJ.

    This is turning more into an essay. Simply put, I have to like deal and move on, I’ve done it a few times in the past and I won’t put myself in any other light even if I’m uncomfortable and I’m scared. I can’t let myself show anything and I have to be the good person. I have to be the stubborn one once in a while concerning things.

    In other news, Krista? Who used to hate Avenged Sevenfold? Now likes them. I laughed so hard. I’m glad she likes them, she doesn’t like Zachy, but that’s okay. She doesn’t have to. The point is: She likes THEM. The band. It’s a historic day and I’m amazed hell didn’t freeze over. (Just kidding Krista. I still love you lots girlie) And Sammy? Is in my game. Score! That’s…it..it was just a bunch of worthless rambling, but at least I blogged god damn it.

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    Tired like what.n.

    - Posted on April 16, 2008 @ 11:25 PM EST

    So, today I went to the DMV with my friend Richard. Good, friggin. LORD.

    An hour and a half, standing room only. *sighs* It was utter hell, let me tell you that, my body hurts so bad right now. However, good thing is? In two to three weeks I’ll have my ID again, which means clubbing with Titania is so on. Well maybe bars, not clubs. Bars I can do clubs I am not so sure about. o.O

    In other news? It’s hot here. I got nothing done today online. Nothing. It’s lame. I didn’t get home till about 4 PM since I was at my friends house. I really have nothing to blog about today, I realize this. Stay tuned for another movie review though. Right now, I’m heading to bed because I’m utterly TIRED.

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    Well then.

    - Posted on April 15, 2008 @ 08:29 PM EST

    I noticed that no matter what you want, sometimes you can’t trust people. Actually a lot of times you can’t trust people. They can seem one way to your face and then a completely different person behind your back. Honestly, who can you trust now days? It doesn’t seem you can trust anyone because some people abuse the friendship that you give them. Like it doesn’t matter. They can use you and toss you to the side like you were yesterdays garbage being taken to the curb.

    I just find it amusing is all. Honestly, I’m sick of it. Hence I’ve pulled myself back from certain people, certain groups. I can’t take it anymore and I don’t think it’s fair to try and get myself hurt again. Yes, I think perhaps I might be becoming a tiny bit bitter, isn’t that wonderful?

    But, Titania booked the airline tickets and hotel tickets! May 29th! YAY!

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    One very small quick note to my friends for the weekend.

    - Posted on April 15, 2008 @ 05:25 PM EST

    Dark Angel marathon on Saturday and Supernatural on Sunday. Bring snacks and drinks and we can make a big pot luck type snack table. Should be rather fun. Next weekend I was thinking of having A Terminator/Sarah Connor Chronicles Marathon. Watch the first, second then the tv show and then T3. What do you think.

    Try to be here by noon at the latest, if you come after no big, but I want to start at noon promptly. :)

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    Social things and dances.

    - Posted on April 15, 2008 @ 05:22 PM EST

    So my friend is coming here on May 29th. This means she will be here for my birthday. It’s going to be nice to have someone here that can actually get me and my weird and wonky ways *laughs*

    So, that got me to thinking that I need to like, get to possibly know more people here in my own area and perhaps associate with people, which I’m not very good at for the record. I ran across the site 3gb, join 3gb community www.3gb.biz and it’s really rather easy to understand fun. You can meet new people in your area, talk with other people and even listen to music while you’re there, it’s great. I actually pretty much love it. It’s an easy place to meet new people and I think everyone that I know should check it out. It’s rather small right now, but I get a good feeling that it’s going to be something big later on down the line :) With a nice, clean, crisp design like it has? Nope. I have no doubts.

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