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The Chicken has landed! [04 Apr 2007|01:03pm]
[ mood | studying and doing other stuff ]

((This entry has nothing to do with chickens))

Role playing is dying.

And when I say "dying", I don't mean just fading into the mist of an endless void of forgotten memories.

No, role playing is bleeding all over the floor, like a heart that has just been stabbed with a stainless steel dagger.

The role playing game on MSN has now gone deserted. I have waited for three weeks for a reply, and there has not been any activity. I understand if they're busy with school and other matter. The least they could do is PM me to say that they won't be online for an amount of time and for whatever reason. I hate being stuck in the dark without a reason or a warning.

I have tried to find other role playing games out there be become active in, but so far, they all consist of "LOL! I hav a gr8 time at da mall n it waz awsome! my OC pwnz ur charcter cuz shez tight lik dat!"

I hate text talk. It bugs the hell out of me.

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Avenue Q + Yu-Gi-Oh!= What the Hell?! [17 Feb 2007|10:46am]
[ mood | hyper ]

I found some funny Yu-Gi-Oh! DM/GX videos with songs from Avenue Q
Enjoy!










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[31 Jan 2007|11:21am]
[ mood | sick ]

Why am I here? I was not planning on posting a journal today, but since I'm here, I mind as well...

I have a fever...and it sucks balls

I guess that's all I'm going to type for today...

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Ninjuushin no Hitokage [18 Dec 2006|12:14pm]
[ mood | bored ]

One of my stories on FictionPress.com:

“Minori! Minori, where are you?”

The shrill voice of the distressed cry was heard throughout the small house residing within the wet valley of Hino. The air inside was thick and cold, not only because of the weather, but because of death, an uninvited force which didn’t need an invitation at all.

“Minori! Minori!”

The young woman scream, searching frantically inside each of the room, decorated with the blood of her formal sisters and maidens. The red substance glistened in the light of the full moon, the only beam of light illuminating in the otherwise pitch darkness of the night. The smell of corroding bodies and waste was enough to make her vomit, but remained her composure as she continued her search. From the corner of he left eye, she saw something glistening from under the sliding wooden door. Her eyes slowly turned to the door to find the vile crimson liquid trickle from a small stream to a thicker one which touched her feet. The blood was warm, signaling that the blood flow happened at that very moment.

Fearing that the blood came from Minori, the woman slid back the door which such a great deal of force that she slipped on the blood and hit the right side of her head on the hard, oak- tiled floor with a painful thud. She slowly lifted her head, half of her face covered in blood, a mixture from the stray blood and her own from the gash on the side of her forehead. In her blurred vision, she saw what appeared to be two human figures. When her vision cleared, there were two human figures.

One was a young woman, lying on the floor with blood and brains oozing from her opened head. The second was of a little girl, no more than maybe five or six years old, her black hair covering a pair of glowing ruby red eyes. Her blue and white kimono was covered with the blood of the young woman now laying dead on the floor. In her left hand, there was a bloody katana and in her right was a doll in a green and black velvet dress. The woman gasped in horror as she couldn’t believe the sight in front of her. Minori wasn’t being killed at all, she was doing the killing.

“M- Minori? W-Why?”

She tearfully looked at the little girl whom she had raised from infancy to now. The little girl whose smile shown brighter than a thousand stars and cheerfulness that could brighten even the most depressed , and gloomiest stranger, was now looking down on her, a sinister smile spread across her thin lips as she licked the luscious crimson liquid from the sword. Ominously, she stepped towards the trembling woman and in a demonic voice, she asked, “Do you want to know why I killed her?”

The woman was in such stock that it felt like her legs were bounded to the floor by an invisible talisman spell.

“N-No, please, no…stay b-back…”

Minori came closer and closer until there were only two mere feet separating her and the woman. She narrowed her eyes and asked again in a low, demanding tone, “Do you know why I killed her?”

But, before the woman could even murmur a reply of another plea, the fifteen pound katana came down on her head, splitting her skull in half. Minori walked over the blood and brains as she murmured the answer, “Because I wanted to…”

Minori walked outside and into the pouring rain. She closed her eyes and spread out her arms, letting the katana drop to the ground and allowed the droplets cleanse her face and body of some of the blood on her kimono.

She looked down at the doll within her hand, which was also being rinse of blood. She placed the doll on the wet grass and took hold of a small dagger she hid within her kimono. She took the dagger and stabbed it into her hand and blood fell onto the talisman. She begins to chant an evil spell and when finished, she blacked out and fainted on the grass next to the talisman.

When Minori woke up several hours later, she had no idea why she was outside in the rain, nor did she had a clue why her hand was bleeding, nor why her favorite kimono was covered in blood. When she walked into the house, she let out a blood curling scream as she saw her two sisters both massacred.

She had no idea what happened three hours ago…

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This might be a good Christmas break [18 Dec 2006|12:07pm]
[ mood | content ]

I passed my BIO181...
Which means I won't have to pay $245.00 to the principal

Now, I just need to worry about my high school classes

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FanFiction.Net [17 Nov 2006|08:32am]
[ mood | calm ]

I have decided not to post any OC stories on FF.Net...at least in the Yuugiou GX fandom. It's no longer fun to write an OC without it being judged as a Mary-Sue. I might write one for another fandom. The way you're see my OC is in role-playing.
I still debating on whether I should finish my Fubuki story or just delete it. I haven't been in the spirits to finish it, and I haven't got much time either...

If you want to read it, here's the address:
http://www.fanfiction.net/s/3229942/1/

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Ramblings of a High School Loner [25 Oct 2006|01:43pm]
[ mood | annoyed ]


11:20 AM

Okay, so I'm at the Community College, and I had to go to the bathroom after riding the city bus. So, before I went to the Technology Center, I went to the nearest restroom. I went into the first stall and I saw a s**t load of s**t in the toilet!

As a now sixteen-year old junior of a charter high school also taking college classes, I had to say

What the f**k?

It was obviously an adult who was either visiting the college or is currently enrolled in the classes who left a present in that toilet

Why would a grown ass person forget to flush after themselves? I have no idea

i would expect something like that from a little three year old who was using the potty for the first time...

And even they know better than that...

So, whoever did either

a.) Was too lazy to flush after themselves

b.) Had no respect for themselves, the people, or the environment

c.) Has mistaken the college bathroom for a Fry's bathroom

Believe me, I've seen worse in public bathrooms

...

Don't worry, I won't go into details

But, still, I never expected to find that in a college restroom...seriously

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Ramblings of a Misunderstood High School Loner [24 Oct 2006|11:22am]
[ mood | blank ]


4:30 AM
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Man, I hate Tuesdays

5:30 AM
Why do people complain over the stupidest and most unnecessary crap?
Take my aunt, for instance... A few months back when I first got my hair cut, she told me to wake her up every morning to style my hair. I never asked her, she automatically said she would. This morning, she complained about me waking her early in the morning to do my hair (Which I never asked her to do).
She's doing all that bitching when all she has to do is style my hair and go back to getting her 10 hours of sleep. I, on the other hand, have to get up, wash up, get dress, walk half a mile to the damn bus stop, stay at school for hours listening to teachers flap their lips, walk half a mile from school, do my homework, wash the dishes, clean the house, and get only three hours of sleep...
...and yet she complains about missing only 30 minutes of sleep.

6:05 AM
Oh joy, grandma is bitching again. I wonder why...
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She's yelling just because I misplaced the toilet tissue?
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That's it, I heading off to the bus stop now
I'll be back when Hell begins to cool off
6:59 AM
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I hate Tuesday mornings

7:10 AM
Why is it that the students always manage to arrive at school earlier than the principal and the teachers?
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Damn, now I'll have to unlock the chain...again
8:00 AM
Last day of the movie in the classroom
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I wish we had popcorn right now
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And a soda
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Uh-oh, they're finally going to hang the innocent people
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Oh great, another kissing- romance scene? Gag me
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What? It's over so soon? Just when it was finally getting to get interesting

9:00 AM
Math, nothing much here

10:05 AM
Life Exploration
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Why do we need a class on life? All you have to do is spending one hour in the projects and you'll get tons of information on life from drugs, to sex, to corruption, to death
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I'm going to pretend to pay attention now

11:03 AM
What the hell? Conley's not here again?
That the third appointment that I had to remake with him
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That's it, I'm heading off to the college, now

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