Today

....Was an all-nighter, twice napped, day with two movies, one interview, and one paper due. I honestly want to fall into bed and sleep til New Years, but bf is staying the night and he's down at the lab working. *siiiiigh* I also desperately need a shower. I don't feel very fresh, and I don't want anything not-clean under my sheets. Weird, maybe. Sanitary, hell yeahz. Even though I go home in four days for the year, I'm tempted to change my sheets just because.
We saw Yes Man (my third time) and X-men, the newest one out just today tonight. And bf took his physics test, and we had pokey stix for dinner, and I have drunk so many cups of tea and bottles of water that I think I could become a waterbed.
Honestly, I feeling the lack of motivation that Rozy is. I'm tired. And I'm gonna clean til bf comes back. Ciao.

Scene from one of the best stories on the internet (yes, fanfiction, but it's pretty innocent comparatively....)

“Umm, Hinata?”

“That’s Hinata-sama to you, slave!!” Naruto’s eyes widened as Hinata cracked the whip- making a sound like a pistol-shot. In a horribly clichéd moment; Naruto’s life flashed before his eyes.

Miso Pork Ramen…Shrimp Ramen… Beef Ramen…Korean Barbeque… Korean Barbeque Ramen(Do they even have that?)

His and Sasuke’s first kiss…Ramen…The day Sasuke told him he was his best friend…Ramen…Peeking at Sakura in the public bath…The subsequent hospital visit…

Running through the fields with his faith dog, Lassie… Wait, that memory wasn’t even his.

All Naruto knew at this point was that he didn’t want to die. He wanted to live…LIVE!!

Before Naruto could speak, Hinata landed on him with a soft thud, knocking the wind out of him.

“Naruto, sometimes in the throes of pleasure, people might shout out things they don’t mean. Like say ‘stop twisting them, you crazy bitch, you’re going to break them off!’, ‘where the hell do you think you’re putting that thing?’, ‘vibrators shouldn’t have horsepower’ or ‘I swear to god, I’ll have you institutionalized.’ That’s why we are going to have a safety word.”

Naruto voice squeaked out in horror: “Safety word?”

“Yes, just as a precaution, and for tonight is it’s ‘Verbloggenflerfluffeneinekleinenachtmusik’! Got it? Good!”

“Versace falafel what?” The rest of Naruto’s panicked question was cut of by Hinata stuffing a sock in his mouth.

How was he supposed to say anything with a sock stuffed in his… oh. Evil witch.

“Now, I’m going to punish you until I think you are completely rehabilitated.”

Naruto wasn’t listening to her. He was busy using that talented tongue of his to force the sock out of his mouth. He prayed to Kami-sama that the sock wasn’t used. As Naruto worked, Hinata pulled a large box from under the bed, containing some of the freakiest paraphernalia the man had ever seen. Where the hell was the sweet shy girl he met at the hospital?

Hinata finally emerged with what appeared to be a dildo-shaped taser; that gave off small electrical sparks as it rotated at a ridiculous speed.

“It’s called the 'Space Invader'.” Hinata supplied helpfully. “You don’t want to know the amount of batteries this thing will eat through!”

As Hinata prepared to sit on the bed and lean towards him; Naruto finally succeeded in spitting out the sock.

“Verbally flying kites! Vermin infested murals! Vilifying elderly matches! Please just let me go! I ain’t done nothing but good, I swear to Kami-sama, I ain’t done nothing but go-od!” Naruto was prepared to start sobbing if he needed to; as Hinata looked at him askance.

“Naruto, are you trying to say the safety-word?” Naruto nodded energetically, giving her his best pleading expression. “Well damn…”

Hinata put down the toy and opened Naruto’s cuffs. Naruto sighed in relief as he sat up, rubbed his wrists and tried to rid his mouth of the taste of sock. Hinata looked at him a little sadly.

“I was so hoping you’d be into this.”

...Touche, Heartburn, Touche....

I've been suffering from heartburn for a good portion of the night.....So I go to change the song yet again on Pandora, thinking constantly about possibly going to buy some. On Pandora there was an ad for my favorite type of Pepto: Cherry flavored......Touche.......I will admit, that is a very good snub in the face.....(>I) Just cause I'm lacking sleep, that does not make me any less dangerous.....Pepto....you would do well to remember that....

On a much more interesting note, when my finger stumble, they often type re* (Ya'll know what the star stands for. If you don't, sorry....)

OH!! KK, you should listen to The Postal Service. It's a music band group thing. I think you and your bf would like it.

Also, my tea is delicious...It's my third or fourth cup with the same teabags. I've added an extra one for better flavoring. Yum.

First, a quote:

"Sasuke jumped up on the sill, stepped inside, and froze. Tranquil blue carpet and walls, silver-framed pictures of Naruto’s team and Team 7, silver and blue lamp, silver and blue blanket with blonde hair sticking out from under it – oh. OH. Bedroom. Ah – not good. Not a good idea to be found in Naruto’s bedroom. It wasn’t a good idea to wake up an ANBU member – even a calmly sleeping one could take out your eye or remove a limb for you. People who woke up ANBU in hotels stood by the doorways in full body armor and threw pebbles until the person woke up, then turned and ran like hell. ANBU did not tend to be morning people."-Story I read

*siiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiigh* I love that. So very lovely.

Second: I WANNA SLEEP BUT I GOTTA DO THIS PAPER!!!!

Third: Bf is evil. 'nuff said.

Fourth: We three were supposed to go out to eat, but instead ended up at my place with Papa Johns Pizza. Yum. Somehow I ended up with the leftovers and as of right now I have eaten 6 slices of pizza. That is a record for me. I can usually stomach two on a good day.

Fifth: Nope, that's it. I have an interview tomorrow. I'm gonna finish this paper, send it off, then wait for a reply, and if I don't get one before it's time for my interview, I'll just turn it in as is.

GOOD DAY AND GOOD NIGHT!

Scary, weird song.

At least I think it is. I also think it doesn't make much sense.

Nyuuph

No, that is not a foreign word. It's the word of my mood right now. I say things/sigh things that basically sum up my feelings. Currently, I'm realizing how narrow my world is. I read an article about how important being globally, locally, and business-ly aware is for hiring and surviving in a company. *Sigggggh* I honestly don't care very much about things of that sort. It's not my business, and it's too controversial for my tastes. I avoid conflict when possible, and if I find something to stand behind, I DO defend it. Much safer to read books and give opinions. They're less .....important, I suppose. No one is going to murder you for saying that a book was enjoyable when they found it distasteful.
Hmmm, y'know, I live my life peacefully in a daze. It's a self-induced daze, so that I don't try too hard, or hurt myself, but sometimes I slip and get passionate about something. I'm scared of being passionate about things. They've always been banned to me when I expressed my passion before. But I'm supposed to be growing up, so maybe I should try again. I'm so scared of the power I give people though....I've never had a problem with it since I stopped being as passionate and involved as I was years and years ago, because since I'm not passionate about it, people betraying me, mocking me, trying to hurt me held little power. They couldn't REALLY succeed and torture me because I never let it bother me. As long as I see the betrayal coming, I'm prepared and can face it calmly. If I open back up, and let myself focus and dedicate myself to things, I'm sure there's going to be drama and fights and hurt feelings and banns on what I love. I'm a coward. Writing this, I really realize what a coward I can be. I don't want anything else to be taken from me. It's like how I hide my sweet side, and 'lash' out at my loved ones to keep them from seeing how sappy and sugary I can be. *cringe* I'm sure you've all seen me sickly sweet before. It's disgusting and obvious just how much I care and love you when I slip up and do that. Too much love is frightening and trapping, and I want to set everyone I love free to live and learn, and always be there when they want and need me. That's my vision of love. True, reciprocated love is when they stay beside you regardless of how you let them go, and leave them to their own devices. ^///^ You know, this is just embarrassing me more and more. If you don't recognize my 'being sickly sweet' I'm prolly sweet to you regularly. Specifically to females. They're cute and evoke my protective instincts.
You know, I regularly wonder if someone's gonna take my written words differently from how I meant them. I wonder if I'm conveying myself correctly and ppl are taking from my words what I meant them to. Oh well, I haven't had that happen just yet.
Oh, you know, I just realized. Can't our blogs count as 'writing' daily? I wonder how much I've written on this blog.....Maybe one day I'll be counted as a professional too. ^_^
Phew, I guess I've written a good bit tonight. Thanks to E for making me think alot. But quit asking about my favorite secret place!!!! >_<

Today

Heehee. ^_^ Today was....full of ups and downs. My teacher seemed to like me today, during my 'exam', and I got to nap when I went to Firefox's room after dinner, but I snored, and woke up to both of them staring at me. *whimper* Bf said it was cute, but I can't imagine how....OMGOSH! I FORGOT!!!!
I got on a public transit bus today. AND COULDN'T FIGURE OUT HOW TO TELL THEM I WANTED OFF!!!!!!!!! It was bad...I got stuck for like an hour and a half, and I only went out to get breakfast before working on my paper before my exam. *cries* It was horrible. I was terrified. My fight or flight reflex was going a good portion of the time, ppl kept looking at me, and I HAD TO BE UNFRIENDLY!!! That bothers me the most. I was too scared to talk to anyone, as soon as I figured out where I was, I got off and walked back to my place. I was nearly late for my easy exam!! >.< I was so scared, and near tears, and terrified of being carried off and just! Auuuuuugh. I can't hardly take it anymore. I saw a TON of ppl with disabilities taking the bus. I'm scared of them lately because of an incident on a bus with one of them a little while back. I don't know if I posted about it. *siiiiiigh* I shouldn't be, but I can't really help it when I'm by myself, not dressed very modestly, and in unknown territory. >.< So scary!!
Anyways, I got to my exam in time. And after napping at Firefox's place, I edited some work for some peeps, and then told bf that I wanted to go to karaoke. He didn't want to, so we ended up wrestling and I won. Eventually. It took twenty freakin' minutes!!! I can't believe that! I had planned to be in and out of karaoke by 10, so I could spend some time with bf before I had to do that hall event. That didn't happen. We got there at 9 30, and left at 10 30 or so, after a damn sex song came on. We also sang a song together, and everyone said it was very cute. >.>_____<.<_____>.<
Nooo, the cuteness just doesn't stop. I wanted to sing some more, once I finished trembling. But I had had enough of the music pounding my head so we left, and I didn't have much time with bf besides on the walk home....*frown* I took a really quick shower tonight, then I went down to prepare stuff for the hall event, and no one else really showed up. *cries* Hall Council members, I mean. So I had the residents help me set everything up, and let them have their pick first. It turned out great in the end. But I'm so tired now...When I got back, all the manga I read had been updated, and I squeeeed and got to 'work' reading them all. It was great. I was like a kid in a candy store. Everyone's updated except for babydaddy. So, as a result, BOOOO.....I was excited about reading everyone.

Rozy: YAYS! You had a great weekend~! Good job with your writing! Sorry you had to read something about lesbians....o.O

collegekid: That was embarassing, and my vid totally beats your vid.

pineapples: YAAAAAAAAAAY! Don't say it'll be your last, I'm sure you can do it again! You must have worked really hard, so you deserve a reward. If you want anything from me, let me know via any technology available. ^_^

Updating~!

Heehee. So, after harping on bf to update, I figured I should be fair and update myself. I made hot cocoa and melted chocolate into it. Now I have little tiny shards of chocolate running through it. It's delicious. Today, I went to bed at 9:30 am, and got up at 5 pm. I knew today would be hot, so I was glad to miss it. I looked at Holy Clothing's merchandise today. I really like their stuff, especially the halter top dresses. It sounds sketch, but it's honestly really well covering. I also looked at tons of lingerie and sex toys, trying to find something really good for my sister's birthday. @_@ so hard....! *sigh* I also ate at a Burger King for the first time in....I think years. With bf. It was actually really good. I got these little snackers things. Packers? something. *shrug* They were perfect for me. Bf and eat got a creme cake slice, I got a Butterfinger, and he got a Hershey's, and we shared them. When I was feeding bf a bite, a little girl went by and turned to see if I put it in his mouth. (I noticed her and changed my mind, putting it in my own mouth instead) lol. She was like "WTF?" with her eyes. I thought it was funny. We talked about how the abcfamily channel is more like Disney channel, because it's always showing Disney movies. While we were there, it showed Narnia and Bridge to Terabithia. I mean really, I can't think of that as a kid's movie. It's too realistic. Has anyone else seen Taken? It's AMAZING~! I loved it. So much fighting and torture and loyalty to one's family. *sigh* so great. I didn't really do any work. I'd feel guilty, but....I don't. I've thought about work alot. *shrug* that's all I can say. I feel a little bad for my partner though....I should really do some work so she can do some work. I've been sneezing alot lately. It bothers me. *pout* I also haven't eaten on campus since...o.O....well, Friday lunch, I think. I've eaten out a LOT. I fully blame bf. Oh, we're going out with Firefox on Wednesday for dinner. Hopefully we can stop by Priscilla's while we're out and I won't have to go with my mom. >.< I would like that, but I wouldn't like that, because I don't know that I'd be able to fully explore it. I'd like to do both.
Sometimes I get caught up in doing some mundane thing and don't stop until freeze and look at the time and question myself "What am I doing?" That's how I've realized I just spent the last hour playing with my pet so I could get more pet points. I'm tired of the apprentice stage. I want rookie level. This will make no sense if you don't have a facebook. Sorry.
That's pretty much all I've got right now. I'm really tired, and need some sleep so I can finish my English paper tomorrow. And finish editing my partner. I feel bad. I've been a bad partner to her. I'll have to make it up to her.

More decisive note:

Damnit. I hate when my blogs still sound true to my feelings hours later and they're hurtful. >.< I'm in serious need of loving, homework time, and sleep. I will get ALL of that done this weekend! If I don't, I'm cutting out the loving. The fact that this is the last weekend with bf will be irrelevant. *pout* It's gotta be. Finals are here, and he's got to study too!

Dream...

Did I do something? I mean seriously, this headache is enough to make me wanna disappear. On the real note

Tonight was homosexuals. Yes, that simple. Homosexuals that ware cute and in need of protection, which was even cuter, but homosexuals nonetheless. Oh, and Sailor Moon, before she was sailor moon, with another scout that was 'doubtful' of her. It ended with them trying to let some of the guys into the bathroom, because they wished they could do it, if only once. ....heh. It ended on a funny note at least. "You have a zit that's ....blinking red. Mayne you're supposed to squeeze it like this and pop it to turn it off?" lol. That may only be funny to me?

Rozy and Dreams

To Rozy: From my perspective, you've already attended one prom, I wouldn't require you to do so again. (Meaning, I understand, and think you're good to go either way) I know my senior year, I didn't have a date or anything, so I wasn't going to go, but I blackmailed (essentially) my family into going with me. It turned out to be incredibly fun and interesting, even if my family wanted to leave after a little bit. :P

On a different note:
I GOT SLEEP THAT DIDNT HAVE A NIGHTMARISH QUALITY TO IT!!!!!!!!!!!

How did I get this sleep, you ask?

I shall tell you!

My bf.

Yes, it was indeed that simple. I slept with him this evening, and had (slightly disturbing, but still) good sleep. I had difficulty getting to sleep and staying asleep (cause I was scared of drooling on him) but the sleep i got was pretty awesome. The dreams weren't nightmares, which is really all I need to be soooo happy. I think I'll try again on my own in a bit, but I feel like I should write a bit on my paper....Oh well.

Wheee...updates.

To Rozy: Great! BTW, i'm an editor, and I enjoy that work, so if you ever wanna just send some papers over for me to check out, lemme know. It'd be my honor.

In order of most recent:
-Superheroes
-Cannibals
-Ghosts

What the heck am I dreaming of these things for? In the last two, They were killing my family and friends. In the most recent one, .....yeah, that was just disturbing. My head hurts....I want sleep, but I'm scared to sleep. *cry*

Heeheehee

You don't really have to get it, I just think it's really funny and want to share it with you.

Hiroaki sat back down next to Asami-chan. Hirotaka couldn’t be happier. His two favorite pupils eating dinner with him. Too many things to tease, so little time. Now, where to start…

“So…Hiroaki, when do you plan to propose to Asami-chan? Your mother and I want grandchildren to spoil.”

Nothing sweeter than the tantalizing taste of chaos. He smirked to himself, but outwardly kept a deadly serious expression. Asami-chan choked on her wine, glaring at him. Hiroaki just blushed.

“Otou-san!”

Hirotaka glanced between the two of them.

“Your right that was wrong of me.” He regarded Asami-chan. “Asami-chan, when do you plan to propose?”

More glaring and spluttering. How cute!

“I understand if you don’t want to do it now, I mean you have a career to worry about, so we’re fine with waiting a few more years.”

Uh oh. She was blushing an unbecoming scarlet.

“Otou-san! How many times do Asami and I need to tell you, we aren’t dating!”

One dost protest too much. Time for the puppy eyes.

“But why not? When you were five, you always said that you’d grow up and marry Asami-chan. I recall Asami-chan saying Hiroaki would be her prince charming, and that she would never accept anything less.”

Hirotaka squeezed his eyes shut when he felt the cold, wet sensation splash him. Asami-chan had dumped her wine on him. He faltered for a napkin, wiping the liquid from his eyes. Hiroaki was looking nervously between the two of them. Asami-chan was perfectly posed, arms crossed and legs crossed.

“Just for that, you will be paying for dinner tonight, Hirotaka-baka. Order whatever you would like Hiroaki.”

Hiroaki sweat dropped. Hirotaka grinned. He couldn’t ask for anyone better for his son. Then again, he did love a feisty woman.

Jobbies~!

So, today, while I was brushing my teeth, my phone rang. I thought it was bf, because I hadn't IMed anything for a while, and I was like, "Augh, darn it, toothpaste....it buuuurns!" but I still went to answer the phone. It was a random number, so I was like "Oops, sorry bf..." and picked it up. It was a person from BAM, the place I really really REALLY wanna work at over the summer with a freind of mine. He was calling to schedule an interview with me. And I still had toothpaste in my mouth and water running. I went to the sink, decided NOT to spit while on the phone, cut off the water, and swallowed the toothpaste. *insert gagging here* He wanted me to come in TOMORROW!!! WAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH I can't do it until at least May 4th, so I was seriously depressed. But he gave me his name and number to call for when I could work. So hopefully that will work out. But the thing is....I have plans already! In June, I'm going on a cruise for a week, and my entire family is likely going on a vacation for like 3-4 days this summer and I have to help drive everyone. (I also really wanna go. We're going to Busch Gardens) I also want bf to come, if he can. But that's like 10 days that I won't be able to work, so I'm worried they won't hire me because the times I would have to be away are so random. I'm hoping for the best, but there's no telling.

Also, heeheehee. I CAN COMMENT!!!!! *dances around madly* WAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA~! Mass comments coming everyone's way!

Twilight

I'm not sure what's worse...The fact that I'm more interested in the manga version of the series, or the fact that I think the manga guys are hotter than the actors that play them in real life. BTW, I recommend listening on mute. It's not a very original song.

Blow my mind

Tonight I was asked a very important, relevant, and strange question:

"When we're married, are you still gonna be clutching a huge stuffed animal while we're having sex?"

My answer? .....I didn't really have one. The question blew my mind.

Waste....

I totally blew 5 hours just surfing the web tonight. Well....not exactly. You see, I have a Facebook now....that's no big deal, but I now follow F My Life....which is AMAZING! I've read 160 pages of it.....just in the last 24 hours. I went to an auction tonight, because I wanted a bean bag chair....and someone else got it, when I totally had enough to challenge them more....I was saving my 'money' for a mop that they didn't have. So then I got lots of random things, but got screwed out of a towel set I wanted because I have away some of my 'money' to my council members that asked for it. =_= I don't know if I'm just stupid, or just ....yeah, I'm stupid. *siiiigh* Oh well. At least I got a birthday gift for my sister. Which reminds me.

Gift for K: MP3 player with some songs I know she likes on it already
Gift for C: Jackrabbit

Gift for both? Nightclub partying (debatable)

AUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUGH! I've been hungry for the last three hours! When I first got hungry, I put some food in the microwave. ...........it's still sitting there, because I forgot about it.....>.< WAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH

Just a quote

"I hug the shirt when I'm feeling down and out of energy and it's like you're back here hugging me, egging me on to work again."

I hurt a freind....and I LIKED ITTTTT *WAAAAAAAAAAH*

So....E is sporting bruises today...one of which is like ....7 in x 5 in large.....*cries* I knew it was bad, because I taught him to flinch, but THAT bad???? NOOOOOOOO!>.< I'm soooorry! though he liked it...and still does....>.< waaaah....

Anyways, today something AMAZING happened. Me and E and J were going to catch some dinner on hilsB when we came across this really old man. I was watching him, because I noticed he was walking strangely, when all of a sudden he breaks into this shuffle/run/walk thing and goes STRAIGHT INTO A POLE! The pole was the height of his waist, and he fell OVER it, like passing straight into in and flipping into it. He flipped over it and landed on the asphalt. We speed walked over (I'm ashamed, but we didn't run) and the whole way I was trying to figure out why he did that, and we got there, and he was still laying on the ground. We asked if he was all right and he said he would be if we could just help him up. So we did, and he starts trying to go to his car! The dude was bleeding ALL OVER from a cut on his eyebrow. I thought he'd had a stroke or something, but my friends said that one is unable to walk after/during a stroke. I just talked to my mom, who said that one CAN TOO! (is a little mad) He gets to his car, I run to give him the stuff he dropped, and he fumbles with his keys, trying to get it into his car to unlock it. I keep trying to plead with him, to try to get him to go with us and use a first aid kit, but he's insistent on getting home. I was near tears, I had no idea what to do. I stood in the way of him shutting his door for a minute, but it turned to a bit of him just "Can you please move?" and so, me, the idiot that was taught to respect one's elders moved! AUGH! I'm an idiot! I shouldn't have let him. But either way, we got his license plate number, and waited, the police came by, said they couldn't find him, and then went to eat. We ended up walking like a mile down the road to eat. My legs are sore. I really enjoyed the meal though. I talked with the Taisho for a while, and mostly in Japanese. ^///^ It made me happy. Then we walked back. I'm pleasantly sore. And E is here to watch more anime with me. We also stopped by a book store, and a convenience store and picked up manga and snacks. Then we took out my trash and recycling, and now E is staring at my knee (which apparently has a maze on it) while I type. Please tell me what ya'll think of the situation that happened.

BTW, it's great to hear from Rozy, and BF NEEDS TO UPDATE!

I joined Facebook....

and it's scary as HELL!

Anyways, I wanted to tell ya'll....so....yeah....I just got out the shower, turned out the lights, and flipped my hair so it would be less clumped together and when I did, it hit the ceiling and snagged on something. The lights were off, and I was panicking, like "Shoot! I better not get stuck here!" when I reached one of the lights, and turned it on. I was stuck on the sprinkler! Gosh! My head still tingles a little from it.

I think I was suffering from Anime withdrawal....

o.O Yeah, sounds unbelievable, right? But I feel tons better now....I'm all cheerful and laughing, and beating on my Masochistic E, and playing with TJ, and feel all good. I think I bruised my hand from hitting E too hard though.....-_-;; Oh well. He likes it. "It's the first time in a long while since I've been beaten so thoroughly, and it feels good."-E -_-; I wonder if I'll ever stop being Sadistic......maybe I could make money doing it? heh.

I've applied for a job at BAM, and I read alot of articles today! It was difficult. I missed the meeting with my teacher, and I felt bad for it, but hey, what can I say? I'm not the best morning person. Then I rolled around in the grass for a bit, went inside where there were a few ppl, and laid down and slept on this tiny little couch....Yeah....I also did some article reading, I swear! Then I got up because this group was unbelievably loud, and worked some more, when E called and said he was going out to eat, asked if I wanted to come, and I said "no" cause I need to save some money. Then I went to Clarke and ate. E called while I was there (I was studying more than eating) and we met up, then we went to the Library for caffeine but there wasn't any. *pout* then we went back to my place, and finished off that series we've been taking forever to do. WHEEEEEEEEE! Bf is stuck doing all sorts of things for his church, so I'm pleasantly amused that I don't have to worry about any of it. But....If you wanna know, I've been reading all about romance, and it is driving me CRAZY! It keeps showing me how in love I am, and that's so mortifying, and I DON'T WANNA SUFFER FROM SEPARATION ANXIETY!!!!!!!!!!!! >.< So annoying, when all I can read about is love this, rejection that, love this, lust that, attraction this, attachment that!!!! But, I'm now in a great mood, after some 'quality time' with E~! (read: Beating him up to the point that I'm bruised) Ahhhhh, there really is nothing like punishing someone else~!


Favoritest portion of an amazing story I read today:

"And then there was the sound of doors being flung open and Haruki had a moment to hope, as she turned around, that the men had returned with some sort of stretcher or devise to soften her landing. What she saw instead was a dark blur, a single individual running at full speed in the direction of Sho.

All eyes turning in that direction they watched as the legendary king of the entertainment industry, Ren Tsuruga, push Sho back and than turn his attention to Kyoko with a fierce aura that had even Sho taking a step back.

"I'm here now, Kyoko. Let go now."

And just like that, to everyone's amazement, Kyoko let go.

All eyes were on her as she came down in blur of blue silk, the color of her dress for the scene. She landed in Tsuruga's arms with a thud, the man barely buckling under the force of her ascent. As soon as she was safely in his arms he was hurrying away from the wreckage, ignoring everyone's shouts and cheers as he headed in the direction of the chairs set aside for the actors. Taking a seat with her still in his lap he demanded a First Aid kit immediately.

Everyone crowded in to get a better look while Director Ogata hurried off to follow Tsuruga's demand."

KYAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH! I love KyokoxRen coupling! No one else has to understand this, beyond, she was going to die if she didn't get caught right, and she only trusted Ren to catch her. Sho was her long-time childhood freind/most hated person EVER!

Pheeeew. I'm gonna try and do something productive before I fall out, so I'll hear from ya'll later, k?

SOoooo.....Firemarshall just visited.....

And I had no problems. lol. He finished filling out the form, took one look at me and laughed. He said "I'm sorry, I have to knock on everyone's door." Handed me the sheet and left. He woke me up, and I'm certain I didn't look too good, blinking blearily at him. lol. Oh well. I think I'm on my way out for the day. Bye Byes~!

I look like crap....

Well....to be honest, I made a massive effort with my appearance this morning. You know, after I saw all the bags around my eyes. I don't get it. Why do tears cause so much damage? Hell, why does feeling lonely cause so much damage? I never cared how alone I was before. I used that loneliness to work hard and make others envious. Now...I don't really care to make others feel less than me. But you know, I have been told two different things today. 1. "You look really nice today! All spring-like!" and 2. "You look like crap. Like you've got a black eye, all those bags." Grrrr....I made an effort! >.< Others stared at me for a while, and then said something nice, so I think they knew why my eyes were like that. 0_0;;;. Oh well. But yeah, I think I need a shower to get this make-up off. Today was pretty good. I got to go eat in a park wit ha friend and just talk. I love that type of event more than I love anything else. I hope I can do that sort of thing more often. I may do it by myself, since I don't wanna mess with anyone else's plans. Shower time, yay!

Funny Video to watch, my sis loves this song, it reminds her of The Bastard:

My romanticness score:

" You will find as you look back upon your life that the moments when you have truly lived are the moments when you have done things in the spirit of love. "
Henry Drummond

" Romance is about the little things. "
Gregory J. Godeck

" Romance, like the rabbit at the dog track, is the elusive, fake, and never attained reward which, for the benefit and amusement of our masters, keeps us running and thinking in safe circles. "
Beverly Jones

" When one is in love, one always begins by deceiving oneself, and one always ends by deceiving others. That is what the world calls a romance. "
Oscar Wilde


To bask in the delights of idealized love is, in essence, to be a romantic. Hollywood, it seems, has personified romance as candlelit dinners in fancy French restaurants or giggly chases in slow-motion through daisy-filled meadows. The truth is that expressions of love and affection don’t have to be expensive or overwhelming. Holding hands, casual walks, or a simple “I love you” are those little things which can really go a long way. If you aren't comfortable with the traditional romantic protocol, you can come up with your own ways of letting someone know how much you care. The truth is that there are no rules.

It is important to note that romance is not a component of love that appeals to everyone; nor is it necessary to keep passion alive. Passion can be stirred by simply being respectful and honest with the one you love. Whether you’re a romantic at heart or a more pragmatic lover, as long as you’re willing to put your heart and soul into a relationship there is no amount of roses, candlelit dinners or four-string quartets than can measure up or compare to that.

Romance index
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According to your score, you are a bit of a hopeless romantic. Rose petals, poignant poetry, tall glasses of wine, touching moments, and sweet words are all loving gestures that you enjoy receiving as well as offering. Romance is fairly important to you, and likely an aspect that you consider fundamental in relationships. Keep in mind however, that problems may arise if you are with someone who really isn’t the romantic type. If you look forward to Valentine's Day to express your love and your partner doesn't even acknowledge it as a special day, you might end up feeling neglected or your efforts unappreciated. Nevertheless, even if your partner isn't as romantically inclined as you are, try to be appreciative of his/her efforts when she/he does try to woo you. Some people aren’t comfortable displaying their affection in screamingly obvious ways, but this doesn’t mean that they don’t care – they simply prefer to be more subtle. Whether it’s you or your partner who is doing the romancing, check out the ideas in the Advice section for some simple and sweet romantic gestures that aren’t tough on the wallet or too overwhelming.


-_-Hmmm....I feel that I'm rather well-described here.

Goodness, some of the things I say...

Today is the day I shit on myself and laugh quietly and heartbrokenly about it. In a different translation, I have been down on myself, I have felt that others have been down on me, and I have tried to restrain myself, but ended up failing at even that simple task. Apparently, I should have taken over the event that I canceled every single meeting I had for. I mean, every since meeting outside of class and an event production thing (which I was outside from 10:30-2:00 for, and no one showed for ANYTHING until 11:10 for) I canceled in order to go to this event. And it didn't suck, but it was really stupid, because i knew just about all of it. bf commented on that, and made me feel worse about being so selfish.

Quote of the Day: "its more like, he could put in more, but he feels that i don't put in enough."

So...I know I'm talkative. Three posts in one night.

I was just thinking. It's a little amazing, the power a person can wield. I have two regular meetings most times tonight, both at least 30 minutes long, and generally regular. Well....Tonight there's a program at my hall that I want to go to....so I asked my peoples to cancel the meetings. This isn't a study group, these are committees and they're backed by real systems. Yeah, it's a little slow lately, but still.....I managed to get both meetings canceled. I feel powerful. And it feels good. Because, the power isn't mine to abuse, I just managed to convince those with the power to bend to my wishes. If you don't think I'm powerful, don't tell me. I'm enjoying the glee, and feeling only the tiniest amount of guilt. YAY! I can go to the Abusive Relationship Event! And get THREE Ferry Francs! YESSSSSSS!! (Those are like money, I get to use them at the auction to buy what I want) WHOOOOOOOOOO!

To Rozy

....You suck. I am now rather interested in seeing that darned anime. I haven't been able to watch a single thing lately. It's driving me to distraction. But yeah, that series looks pretty good. I can't believe I'm saying that about a series with ducks and ballerinas and guys in tutus. How many episodes are there?

I also have to add: What's with that guy and losing his pants??? Beyond that, he's got a 87% fix as one of my favorite types of characters.

DUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUDE! I got me some followers!

That's so cool. Heehee. So, update: I have a SHITLOAD of candy in my room. Downside? >.< I can't have any of it!! It's all for the kiddies at the YMCA when we go do a scavenger hunt with them. I hope they like it. Their parents are gonna hate us though. There is SOOO much sugar, even I wouldn't do this to my sisters, and I'm totally sadistic! Yeah....I don't have much more to add, except that EVERYTHING IS HAPPENING ON WEDNESDAY!!!! DAMN ITTTT How do I do this to myself? I mean really? Do I paste "Screw me over" on my backside or something? Cause I'm sure following that. Sorry there's so much cussing here, I can't seem to help it. I'm frustrated and I feel useless. BUT! I found an amazing video! Fruits Basket is great! Hatori is my second fav. Character!

Whoot for stress!

I'm glad to hear that rozy is getting her work done. I should really take a leave from her book and do my own stuff. The movie last night with bf was rather interesting, though he hated the movie. And the funniest news I've heard all this weekend, is! My bf has white hair! It's like an average of one white hair per 20 black hairs, and he's totally stressing over it! lol. He mentioned last night that it's because I'm so stressful that he's getting white hair at 19. I don't disagree. It only makes it more amusing to me. I wonder when his whole head will be white? Will it be peppered for a while? Welp, I don't know, but I should get to work, so I'm gonna head to the library now. I just wanted to share that juicy tidbit. ^_^

Tons of quotes, little valueable info

basic gist of my weekend: I got a new military ID, my family argued, I cried, I have a new car that I owe half of the cost to parents for, and I have a cake of my choosing that I don't particularly like. Sad.....the cake is delicious, but it's just too sweet for my tastes. Now, on the the quotes:

“Unless yer butt can fart Jingle Bells, I dun wanna see it!” -lolz, it's great

Can you guess the movie?
"I'm sorry I farted into your purse... "
"Our surrogacy fee is $100,000. -It costs more to have someone born than to have someone killed!- It takes longer."
" I'm going to bang all your friends. Consider them banged!"
"[holding her son's dirty hand] "Is this chocolate or poop? Is this chocolate or poop?"
[licks son's hand and smiles] "It's chocolate!"
"...What if that had been poop?"
> SAY A PRAYER
> Little Johnny and his family were having Sunday
> dinner at his Grandmother's house. Everyone was
> seated around the table as the food was being
> served. When Little Johnny received his plate, he
> started eating right away.
> 'Johnny! Please wait until we say our
> prayer.' said his mother.
> 'I don't need to,' the boy replied.
> ' Of course, you do.' his mother
> insisted. 'We always say a prayer before eating at our
> house.'
> 'That's at our house.' Johnny
> explained. 'But this is Grandma's house and she
> knows how to cook!'


So, yays! G'night, one and all.

wooooow

So, this is gonna be really, incredibly random. I've been examining my body and apparently....I have bruises EVERYWHERE!!!! I've got them on my feet, my shins, my knees, my arms, my thigh, I think I even have one on my waist!!! I'm sorta worried...how is this possible....?


On a side note: I have finished packing for tomorrow. Sort of. I wanna take alot of stuff that I don't use back, but there's not alot that I don't use. Well, that's sorta a lie. Mostly though, I don't wanna carry all of it. So, yays~! And boos, since I haven't finished everything I keep thinking I need to do. *siiiiiigh* lol. Oh well.

Whoot for meetings from 7-1

I just stepped back inside my room, my lovely room, which I left 10 hours ago and have not seen since. I have had....an interesting day. First, List of things I still need to do:
clean my room
do some jap studying, even though nothing is due.
do my spanish hw-not sure i'll do that....I'm dropping it next semester
CLEAN MY ROOM!!!
Put my laundry where it belongs
shower
cool down


So, today at the elections, which lasted a lovely 6 hours, not a single one of the people I voted for won. I'm serious. It's ridiculous. I mean, yeah, I didn't talk alot to convert ppl to my opinions, but....the people picked were....well, not JOKES, but....they weren't the best for the job! Well, I think two or three out of all of these were the best choices, but beyond that, all of them were....ugh. *sigh* I'm tired. I've been thinking alot since I got a ride home after the meeting, and it seems that I miss a lot of the undercurrents of my council. Apparently there are ppl sabotaging the results by asking questions that are difficult, or made to make the assembly sway in certain directions. I didn't even notice, and I was paying total attention!! But I was also shot down a lot. So I stopped voicing alot and just made my decisions and left it at that. I wonder if it wasn't wrong for me to do that.

I'm being picked up tomorrow, yay! I've gotten word about some difficulties, boo. I want to work hard, yay! I think compie needs to be checked again, boo! I might dress cute tomorrow, yay! My knees are bruised, boo! I get my birthday gift tomorrow, yay! I meet with someone that I haven't met before tomorrow, boo.... I still don't wanna do my spanish hw, boo....damn....now it's 4 am. I'm going to bed as soon as I clean my room. But for now, I'm done with this post.

Oh, wait. Shout out to the lovely rozy. I know the weeks feel like hell, and the teachers seem like well-meaning demons, but if you hold on, you'll realize, it really is hell, and you get to escape it's fire-ridden gates soon enough.

And to kk: why couldn't i understand a good portion of your post? am i that old already? *cries*

This is an optional read. Tons of controversial material.

This is long, doesn't belong to me, and was something I (once again) received in an email. If you would like to argue points from it, I would be overjoyed to comply, or redirect you, if I do not have sufficient knowledge, but I have to admit that I strongly agree with the majority of what he says.

"I'm Tired"
Robert A. Hall

I'll be 63 soon. Except for one semester in college when jobs were scarce, and a six-month period when I was between jobs, but job-hunting every day, I've worked, hard, since I was 18. Despite some health challenges, I still put in 50-hour weeks, and haven't called in sick in seven or eight years. I make a good salary, but I didn't inherit my job or my income, and I worked to get where I am. Given the economy, there's no retirement in sight, and I'm tired. Very tired.

I'm tired of being told that I have to "spread the wealth around" to people who don't have my work ethic. I'm tired of being told the government will take the money I earned, by force if necessary, and give it to people too lazy or stupid to earn it.

I'm tired of being told that I have to pay more taxes to "keep people in their homes. Sure, if they lost their jobs or got sick, I'm willing to help. But if they bought McMansions at three times the price of our paid-off, $250,000 condo, on one-third of my salary, then let the leftwing Congresscritters who passed Fannie and Freddie and the Community Reinvestment Act that created the bubble help them-with their own money.

I'm tired of being told how bad America is by leftwing millionaires like Michael Moore, George Soros and Hollywood entertainers who live in luxury because of the opportunities America offers. In thirty years, if they get their way, the United States will have the religious freedom and women's rights of Saudi Arabia, the economy of Zimbabwe, the freedom of the press of China, the crime and violence of Mexico, the tolerance for Gay people of Iran, and the freedom of speech of Venezuela. Won't multiculturalism be beautiful?

I'm tired of being told that Islam is a "Religion of Peace," when every day I can read dozens of stories of Muslim men killing their sisters, wives and daughters for their family "honor;" of Muslims rioting over some slight offense; of Muslims murdering Christian and Jews because they aren't "believers;" of Muslims burning schools for girls; of Muslims stoning teenage rape victims to death for "adultery;" of Muslims mutilating the genitals of little girls; all in the name of Allah, because the Qur'an and Shari'a law tells them to.

I believe "a man should be judged by the content of his character, not by the color of his skin." I'm tired of being told that "race doesn't matter" in the post-racial world of President Obama, when it's all that matters in affirmative action jobs, lower college admission and graduation standards for minorities (harming them the most), government contract set-asides, tolerance for the ghetto culture of violence and fatherless children that hurts minorities more than anyone, and in the appointment of US Senators from Illinois . I think it's very cool that we have a black president and that a black child is doing her homework at the desk where Lincoln wrote the emancipation proclamation. I just wish the black president was Condi Rice, or someone who believes more in freedom and the individual and less in an all-knowing government.

I'm tired of a news media that thinks Bush's fundraising and inaugural expenses were obscene, but that think Obama's, at triple the cost, were wonderful. That thinks Bush exercising daily was a waste of presidential time, but Obama exercising is a great example for the public to control weight and stress, that picked over every line of Bush's military records, but never demanded that Kerry release his, that slammed Palin with two years as governor for being too inexperienced for VP, but touted Obama with three years as senator as potentially the best president ever.

Wonder why people are dropping their subscriptions or switching to Fox News? Get a clue. I didn't vote for Bush in 2000, but the media and Kerry drove me to his camp in 2004.

I'm tired of being told that out of "tolerance for other cultures" we must let Saudi Arabia use our oil money to fund mosques and madrassa Islamic schools to preach hate in America , while no American group is allowed to fund a church, synagogue or religious school in Saudi Arabia to teach love and tolerance.

I'm tired of being told I must lower my living standard to fight global warming, which no one is allowed to debate. My wife and I live in a two-bedroom apartment and carpool together five miles to our jobs. We also own a three-bedroom condo where our daughter and granddaughter live. Our carbon footprint is about 5% of Al Gore's, and if you're greener than Gore, you're green enough.

I'm tired of being told that drug addicts have a disease, and I must help support and treat them, and pay for the damage they do. Did a giant germ rush out of a dark alley, grab them, and stuff white powder up their noses while they tried to fight it off? I don't think Gay people choose to be Gay, but I damn sure think druggies chose to take drugs. And I'm tired of harassment from cool people treating me like a freak when I tell them I never tried marijuana.

I'm tired of illegal aliens being called "undocumented workers," especially the ones who aren't working, but are living on welfare or crime. What's next? Calling drug dealers, "Undocumented Pharmacists"? And, no, I'm not against Hispanics. Most of them are Catholic and it's been a few hundred years since Catholics wanted to kill me for my religion. I'm willing to fast track for citizenshi p any Hispanic person who can speak English, doesn't have a criminal record and who is self-supporting without family on welfare, or who serves honorably for three years in our military. Those are the citizens we need.

I'm tired of latte liberals and journalists, who would never wear the uniform of the Republic themselves, or let their entitlement-handicapped kids near a recruiting station, trashing our military. They and their kids can sit at home, never having to make split-second decisions under life and death circumstances, and bad mouth better people then themselves. Do bad things happen in war? You bet. Do our troops sometimes misbehave? Sure. Does this compare with the atrocities that were the policy of our enemies for the last fifty years-and still are? Not even close. So here's the deal. I'll let myself be subjected to all the humiliation and abuse that was heaped on terrorists at Abu Ghraib or Gitmo, and the critics can let themselves be subject to captivity by the Muslims who tortured and beheaded Daniel Pearl in Pakistan, or the Muslims who tortured and murdered Marine Lt. Col. William Higgins in Lebanon, or the Muslims who ran the blood-spattered Al Qaeda torture rooms our troops found in Iraq, or the Muslims who cut off the heads of schoolgirls in Indonesia, because the girls were Christian. Then we'll compare notes. British and American soldiers are the only troops in history that civilians came to for help and handouts, instead of hiding from in fear.

I'm tired of people telling me that their party has a corner on virtue and the other party has a corner on corruption. Read the papers-bums are bi-partisan. And I'm tired of people telling me we need bi-partisanship. I live in Illinois , where the " Illinois Combine" of Democrats and Republicans has worked together harmoniously to loot the public for years. And I notice that the tax cheats in Obama's cabinet are bi-partisan as well.

I'm tired of hearing wealthy athletes, entertainers and politicians of both parties talking about innocent mistakes, stupid mistakes or youthful mistakes, when we all know they think their only mistake was getting caught. I'm tired of people with a sense of entitlement, rich or poor.

Speaking of poor, I'm tired of hearing people with air-conditioned homes, color TVs and two cars called poor. The majority of Americans didn't have that in 1970, but we didn't know we were "poor." The poverty pimps have to keep changing the definition of poor to keep the dollars flowing.

I'm real tired of people who don't take responsibility for their lives and actions. I'm tired of hearing them blame the government, or discrimination, or big-whatever for their problems.

Yes, I'm damn tired. But I'm also glad to be 63. Because, mostly, I'm not going to get to see the world these people are making. I'm just sorry for my granddaughter.

Robert A. Hall is a Marine Vietnam veteran who served five terms in the Massachusetts state senate. He blogs at www.tartanmarine.blogspot.com