isis2015: (» ja. your majesty)

So here I am. Moved over from livejournal. Same name, same girl.
If you've moved here too, or you just wanna be friends, leave me a comment and I'll add you.
My entries (such as they are) are going to be Friends Only.

isis2015: (° pooh. think think think)
Guess I'm posting here now.

I haven't posted at LJ since last year and haven't really been inclined to. There's not real reason for that, I just don't have anything interesting to say anymore. I finally succumbed to the Tumblr exodus, I guess.

I liked the idea of LJ always being there if I wanted to come back, or I had something personal to say to friends I really trusted, but I'm not inclined to agree to what appears to be a very loaded terms and conditions for that possibility.

I know some people are thinking of moving here and that'd be cool. So if you move and change your name and you still wanna be friends, it's still Amanda. Same username, same girl, different place. :)
isis2015: (♥ j/y. corresponding shapes)

my thread

I could use this right now. I couldn't get to sleep until four in the morning because I kept obsessing about next semester. I even got up at, like, three thirty to check the requirements for a (similar) major I'm thinking of changing to. /o\ I hate this. Why can't I just be a grown up? I really should have this all figured out by now.
isis2015: (♦ j/r. so close)
Title: So I Will Share This Room With You
Rating: PG-13
Summary: He was her best friend, and when she was with him she believed that she was going to be okay.
Disclaimer: I do not own Friends. At all. I wish but alas...
Author's Note: What if Rachel and Joey had slept together after their conversation in, 8.11, "The One With the Creepy Holiday Card"? This fic basically came out of that idea.

He was her best friend, and when she was with him she believed that she was going to be okay. )