I'm BORED!

On a side note, at the top for some reason, I swear I thought the house was going to get taken out by an airplane! I kid you not! I live on a hill and we hear a lot of trucks, cars and even the occasional airplane over head. No. I was sitting there the other night, drawing when this loud as HELL sound makes me jump. It's loud and getting louder as it gets closer. I'm like "oh shit" threw my stuff and run to the front door, which is like...RIGHT there..and go outside onto the front porch to see if I can see the headlights of a big truck. Nope. NOTHING. So..I say there was an airplane that mistook my house for a landing strip >.< ~Ugh. I have no idea where to start. I'm itchy. The bra I have is like nothing but lace/netting and I don't know what but it's itchy as fuck. My head hurts...I'm tired. My mouse is giving me issues so it's hard to color the art I scanned not to long ago. I have no idea what the hell I'm cooking for dinner and since it's already almost 5, I really don't have time for anything to defrost. My family, right now, is at the Funeral Home. My Uncle Sam died Tuesday and today is his showing. I'm not going. It's not because I don't care much for my Father's side of the family, nor is it that I don't like Uncle Sam, it's that I'm still not okay with being there after I was there last time. Yeah, it was years ago but I still think about it everyday. I feel like I don't really have the right to say something like that since the last time I was there wasn't actual family, though I think of them as my family and have been calling them that. But yeah. The last time I was at that funeral home was when Elliot was there. He was my best friend/partner in crime/ unoffical sister's younger brother. I just...I just can't be there. Not yet. He was taken far too soon and although he had realized what his dream was, he never had the chance to pursue it. That dorky little kid had grown up into a sweet, handsome young man and was taken from us long before any of us were ready to let go. Anyway, I need to get off that subject since it's bringing tears to my eyes and tears burn when your allergies are acting up (yeah, that's my excuse). I guess I can go off on a happier note. I've been incredibly bored and have decided to make an Inu-Yasha UOC (useless original character). Keep in mind I don't really have to worry too much about the charries and how they fit in since my UOC's will never see the fictional light of fan-fiction since I can not write other peoples characters and am woman enough to admit that and not torture poor unsuspecting readers. But yeah. It's a 9 Tail Fox Demon. I don't know much about them in lore, though I tend to remedy that since I love that sort of stuff. So yeah. It's a little messed up. For one, 9tailfoxdemons can not be born of two fox parents, one must be human and the other a half/full fox demon. They are incredibly rare and are recognized at birth by the fact that they have two tails. Yeah, I said two, not nine. To make it more interesting, I'm coming up with a list, a set of milestones, in their life that will lead to new tails being granted. Yeah, corny I know but it'd give them something to do. And also, even though one of their parents is human, they are still a full demon..my mind chalked this up to the fact that they hold quite a bit of magic. Speaking of, they're not very magical/powerful themselves since it's the magic they hold that other fox demons have. Kind of like a retainer or magical cookie jar XD. I have a whole bunch of crap wrote out so far for it and am working out the kinks. See, seriously. I don't even write fan-fiction but I was up three days in a row til' 7am drawing and crap. I just get that bored. so, I've actually drawn a 9 tail fox demon. Actually, I drew her Mother and Father, herself as a young child, an older girl (maybe, teendemon?) and an older version...I'm not for sure if I'm sticking with her adult form since I don't like it much but we'll have to see. Unlike most foxes I've seen on Inu-Yasha, this one is black and white. Sort of plays on light and darkness and how the magic her tails provide can be used either way...that and I liked the was those two colors contrasted in her hair and tails for some reason. And since I can't draw HUGE animal demons, I've sufficed it with a drawing of a nine tail fox as her demonic form. Yeah, in fox form it has all nine tails and that has something to do with the idea that if some demon or human were able to cut one off, that 9tailsfox would be under it's rule until the tail grew back, any time between a few months and a year, depending. So yeah, I'll upload the art that I do have done and a name for my 9tailfoxdemon since she's currently nameless. XD Since the damn site is giving me issues and I can't add captions and it's all jumbled up, the pictures are as: 1. Nine Tail Fox Form 2. Mother Masuyo and Father Tamotsu (which should mean, if I'm correct that is, Benefits the world and protector, keeper) 3. Young Miyoko (She should have more tails but eh, I forgot, okay?) 4. Older Miyoko(like...teens/early adult hood) 5. Adult Miyoko(if it sticks) And I'm not sure what is means..I've seen it as beautiful child of generations and as beautiful night child so either way, it works..as long as I'm not completely wrong and it means offspring of a stinkbug or something...>.<

Ugh. Shut the Hell UP!

Has anyone else noticed that half the time the titles of my posts having nothing to do with what I write? Yeah. I noticed that, too.
Tonight's Post Title stems from the fact that my little writing line was there when an infuriatingly annyoing commercial was on the T.V.

I don't feel too well today. My head is pounding and everything is annoying. My hair is annoying. I put it down, pull it up, pull it out..and it goes on and on. My clothes are annoying...my pj bottoms are making my leg itch in the same place over and over. And I even shaved earlier just so I could wear these without feeling like Chewbacca with the leg hairs. That was annoying as well. I have like...several different bruises on my legs...from what, I haven't the faintest idea, and it hurt when putting pressure...but damn. I need to stop being a whiny bitch.

Yesterday was Mother's Day! Woot! Holla at all the Mommy's out there! Woah..that was weird. Anyway. I felt sorta bad 'cause all my Mom got was a watch from my sister and I since I spent all of my money on getting said sister something. Her...Baby Daddy is in jail and isn't worth much so I take it upon myself on such holidays since the kids are too little, 7 and 8, to really do much on their own. My nephew got her a flower pot from school and chocolate my neice got her a flower and a nightgown. The Best Sister EVER, as my sister told me I was after giving her the present I bought (but was from the kids), got her One Tree Hill seasons 7, 8 and 9. She was so happy she got tears in her eyes and so excited that she lost her fork. Yeah, on b-day's and such holidays, I make people breakfast in bed. So yeah. My poor Dad, on the other hand, got the short end of the stick that day. His b-day fell on that day and all he got was a cake from my sister, homemade cards from the kids, a card from my mom and a card and hug from me. And anyone who knows me the hug might as well have been a gift since I think I've hugged him...3 times in the last five years. Yeah. We don't get along to well and haven't seen eye-to-eye on anything for a very, very long time. But that's personal family issues and I'd rather not get into that today. And since I spent 50 bucks on my sister on the DVD's alone, she felt bad. 'Cause she remembered how I was going on about an anime series I wanted that I found for like twenty-five dollars on walmart.com and didn't have the money to buy after I bought her gifts. But that doesn't bother me at all. I might be the weird girl who has a white jacket covered in blood, purple hair and all together 9 piercings...but don't' judge me on that. I'm not some delinquent, I'm actually a very nice person, so say people I know. I've chased someone down in parking lot because they dropped a twenty dollar bill, I've taken a lost kid in a store to the front help desk to page their parents, I've given people MY money because I thought they needed it more then I did. But anyways...yeah. Pretty much, I didn't care that I spent all my money on my sister instead on what I wanted 'cause I knew what I got her would make her happy. On another note, I've been feeling artistic and bored. And when I feel artistic and bored, it means more UOCS! Useless Original Characters! And this time, it's an UOC for Inu-Yasha..a nine tail fox demon. I've drew her as a child, a teen-ish and adult. The only big issues are I can NOT draw tails apparently and that although back in the day, all I drew on my charries were kimono's I've apparently completely forgotten how to draw them now.XD

I'm freshly showered *sniffs self* and I'm smelling gooood~

So I was going through my comp. looking for old artwork and by old I might mean something from 3 years ago or something from last week. I found some and since I've get nothing else to do...Guess I'll upload some of it here....


And on a note...I'm not for sure if these are uploading correctly or not so...we'll see.

Dunno what this is. 

                                        I make random UOC's. Useless Original Characters. This is C, or Cesay, my UOC Death Note Character. 

             Dunno....

                        Water....creature?

                Angel.

                               Yet another UOC. I guess...for Yu-Gi-Oh maybe? I dunno. She had something else in her hand but it messed up so I turned it into a card.XD

          MEOW! XD Don't know about this one either. Damn. I can't draw hands or feet...at all >.<

                      Rp Characters: Harlie and Seph. First time I drew something like this. Poor Seph. He looks terrible.XD Sorry, Jay!

Give me back my PILLOW!!!!

Yeah. It's already 10 am but still, it's too early to get up when you didn't go to bed until like 4...up with a small child who decided, at 1 am, that he wanted popcorn and to watch an Inu-Yasha movie. Yeah.

So now I'm trying to get motivated for today and it's not working to well. Gotta clean out the fridge (already did the freezer), clean the house (bathrooms, living room that sorta stuff) and sort through some more cupboards. 

Yeah...just not looking forward to it. On top of that, I'll be yelling at my sister the entire time who's sick and will try to help although she doesn't need to. At all. Keep the hell away from me, Germy-McGermGerms. 

Well, I'm going to put Bleach Memories of Nobody in the DVD player for my seven year old nephew and get to work....but I don't wanna and you can't make me!! WAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH...Ok.

I'm going.

L8r

-Continue-

Okay. I'm done. Like 3 hrs later but I'm done and my arm is sore. I got spring cleaning fever. Or so says I when I scrub the floor on my hands and knees. Ouch.

Ugh. My hands smell funny. Like dish soap. And I HATE that. So I guess I'll just rest for a second and then go jump in the shower. Well, not really jump 'cause I've done that once and it did NOT work out well. Another issue...I'm hungry. And thirsty but since the floor is wet and I left my drink on the table I guess I'll have to wait. I hate walking on a wet floor, even if I mop that area again...it just bugs me. Get over it. I may not be a clean demon everyday but I can be very paticular on certain issues. And wet floors are one of them. That's usually why I mop it around midnight, when everyone else is in bed otherwise I tend to bite some heads off because THEY think it's okay to walk on it. No. It. Is. NOT!
I don't give a shit if you're trying to walk along the carpet that the kitchen table is on...It's too close so back off!
GAh!

Yeah. Another thing that really bugs me? I tend to listen to music when I'm cleaning. And since most people here don't listen to Emilie Autumn I have my mp3 player, carefully and smartly, tucked into my bra and headphones in. I don't get why people always come up to me and try to talk to me. Not only do they know I'm listening to music, THEY can hear it! I have it loud enough that if I take out the headphones, I can still hear it...so seriously. Don't walk up to me and start talking and then tell me I'm being "hateful" when I'm trying to mop and jerk headphones out at the same time and say, "What??"

Yeah. Stop. It's annoying.

Ew! My hands feel dry. Jeeze. Can't help it! I'm not "girlish" but I can not stand stinking or icky feeling/smelling hands.  The only solution?

SHOWER TIME!

L8r.

I HAD A PRETTY RED RIBBON....(read post for the rest!)

And I tied it in my hair.
It gave me a girlie-girl flair.
So I killed a PUPPY.
The End.

...I'm bored. 
Yes. Me. Bored.

My sister and her two children will be here before long and I suppose I'm just waiting for all the commotion that will follow.

I could go and play Fatal Frame 2, again, but no sooner then I do, they'll be here and my nephew will either want to watch a movie in my room or my niece will beg me for the controller since she likes that game.

Speaking of games...I guess that's what I'll write about.

So I'm playing...Tokimeki Memorial...or something? 2nd Love Girl's Side or some shit like that. Yeah. Bored. I'm only playing that because I've already beaten The Nameless Game for the nds, which is AWESOME if you have something so you can use the English patch. Silent Hill 2 is somewhere and ever since I got the new operating system for my comp., I've uninstalled Silent Hill 3, American McGee's Alice AND Silent Hill 4: The Room so no playing those. I could read a book but that will be short lived since no later then everyone gets here, I'll have to start cooking dinner/packing groceries in. Oh, I guess I could check and see what's playing at the drive in. YES!

YES YES YES!
The town I live in is so small and backwards, we have an actual DRIVE IN, no movie theater(you have to drive about 45 mins. to get to the closest one), just a drive in. And how the hell do you spell theater? Whatever. So, I'll get right onto checking that. 

What the hell am I writing? A shitload of gibberish. Yeah. That sounds about right.

Never got around to watching MAMA last night so I'll do that tonight with my sister.  I did, however, watch the 3 minute short that inspired the movie. That was pretty damn neat.
Gotta love the creepy shit.

So...uhm....er.....ahhhh....
I'm on episode...11? of Inu-Yasha the Final Act and I feel like I need a strong anti-depressant to finish it. But not zoloft. That shit sucks. Trust me, I'm talking from personal experience but yeah. And damn...sad thing is, I don't even like Kikyo but I still cried. I yelled at the T.V, or rather Inu-Yasha "DON'T YOU DARE KISS HER!", because while I don't care much for Kagome either I still think she and Inuyasha are cute and belong together, and yet, I still 'awe'd' and cried some more when they kissed. 

Kagome and Inuyasha are clueless. Kagome, grow some balls and confess. Inuyasha...get the fuck over it. Kikyo's dead...forever *sniffles*...next best thing is to get it ON with her reincarnation and make some hanyous! Wait...would they be hanyous? I mean...he's a half demon and a hanyou but would children between him and Kagome be half demons? Gah! Now I'm confused! Quick! Get the shikon-no-tama from NaruNaru and wish for Inny to be a full demon so I'll no longer be confused! I don't care who does it but HEED MY WILL AND DO IT NOW! 'Cause if you think Naraku aka NaruNaru is scary, you haven't seen shit yet!

AWE! Iron Man 3 is playing at the drive in this weekend! Usually, there's a double-feature but apparently not this weekend. Damn. I wanna see it. That and Warm Bodies (THE BOOK IS GREAT!! READ IT).

Yeah. I'm bored again. I'm going with Saeki to see the fireworks festival sooooo....I guess I'll go do that. He's annoying but cute...I guess? 

Toodles! You poor, poor unsuspecting soul who just might have enough brain cells after reading all the above to still read.

L8r.

~*~I'M BACK BITCHES~*~

Oh, my! 
It's been ages since I last blogged/posted anything on here. I suppose I could blame it on the slow internet. Yeah, I've always had it but since I've gone from Windows XP to Windows 7 Ultimate...it's only gotten slower. Hell, I hardly ever check Facebook anymore. Not missing much, I admit but still.

So, let's see. What's new with me? Hmmmm....

Well...since I've last posted, Ash and I have made up. Well, we already made up but now I feel like we truly have, and that's just on my side. There for a few weeks, we were on the phone from ten at night until the phone died. She's made waffles and I've played Just Dance. Yeah, we're talented friends ^.^. She's expecting her first child and I'm incredibly happy for her! She's getting married in a few months and that makes me even more happy! The guy she's with is pretty cool, although we've had our disagreements in the past, he's a damn good person and Ash deserves some happiness after the way Life has been. 

Oh, a friend of my sister is pretty damn awesome. We were talking on the phone, through my sister, talking about Anime, Video Games and my dolls when I said something about how I've always wanted a Coffin-Shaped-Bookshelf ever since one of MY "friends" said they could make one and he said it seemed like a cool project and has been working on it...sorta. He's made a really small one that opens and closes and wants me to see it to make sure I like it before he tries making one like it, only bigger. Yep! It's going to be big enough to fit some of my dolls. Mazie, for sure, will be placed there and probably Sae. Lulu looks good where she's at...standing on top of another shelf with an old antique tea pot and tray I found at a thrift shop for $20 bucks. Yeah, seems like a lot but it's very beautiful. 

I've gotten a few new Wii games. Mostly, games my niece and nephew want to play but also Resident Evil 0 and Resident Evil Archives: Darkside Chronicles. The two Resident Evil games were a steal in price and play. Not only do I love them but so does my now 7 year old nephew. And he's pretty damn good at them.

Let's see. What else?
Oh. I've gotten to see some new Anime series. Hellsing, I loved! I'm looking around for Hellsing Ultimate now. I've been watching Vampire Knight and FINALLY- Inu-Yasha: The Final Act! Yea! I just finished episode 7. And twice already, have I gotten teary-eyed. Never cared much for Kagura but still....that was sad. Blood-C..OMA! (Oh my alucard XD) That series was just beautiful. I finally saw the movie, Blood-C The Last Dark and was sadly, disappointed. It wasn't what I was expecting but I've come to realize, most movies based on/after/during anime series do tend to just...forget about what made the series so great. And to me, a good plot is worth watching art drawn by a five year old. The movie was nice but the plot kinda pissed me off. After seeing the last episode, I was expecting to see more of the journey and how Saya dealt with it but I guess not. I was also kinda hoping to get something a little similar to Blood+ but a no-go. I was almost convinced, for a short time, that Saya had a twin but no...apparently not.

Books. I've been reading many of those, too. Read the entire Soul Screamers series after checking out the 5th book at my local library (if you want to call it that) and found out that it was the only book they had. Yeah. See my dilemma here? If I tried to list all the books, we'd be here for a spell but if you're into vampires/werewolves/anything paranormal I HIGHLY recommend you read Written in Read: A tale of the Others, or something, by Anne Bishop. It's great and I had to refrain from hitting my monitor when I found out the next book isn't due to be published for like...a year...which is like a lifetime for me when it comes to books.

Well. my mp3 player is charging, I have a cookie dough blizzard calling my name and Mama to watch. The new horror movie, not some random child-bearing woman. 

So, I guess I'm done ....for now~

A rarity so R!A!R!E

Have you ever, for just one moment, sat and thought about people? Not people you know, but the people you don’t know? Maybe you’ve thought about that girl that seemed nice but you just didn’t pursue any kind of relationship with, friend or otherwise. What about the boy who seemed so willing to lend an ear even if denied the same courtesy.

           

            Can you lay awake at night and think about where the one person who you’ll be with forever is? What they’re doing? Who they’re with? Or have you decided, on some misguided principal, that there’s no one out there for you? That perhaps being alone is better or even what you truly deserve? 

             It's not. You don't deserve to be alone. Not now, not before, not ever. Everyone is unique and in turn, everyone has someone who will appreciate them for who they've become not for what they can be. 

             Not everyone bases everything on looks. So what if you're scarred, fair, big or small. You are you and there's no one out there just the same. And don't ever lower yourself to thinking you should be different. Don't let others influence you and change you when you don't want to be changed. Take pride in who you are just as the person who truly loves you will. 

               Be Brave. Be Silly. Be Odd. Be Normal. Be Scared. Be Alive.

                                       But don't ever be discouraged. 

                                               You ARE loved.

                                            Even if you don't beleive it.

If Only-If Only

I have to say…I’m not one for drama. And maybe that’s one of the reasons why I don’t try to stand up for myself too much. But right now I feel like screaming in the faces of a few people. But mostly, I feel like saying “I feel pretty friendless right about now.” And the thing is…I think that’s the most honest thing I’ve said this week.

I understand that a few of my friends are busy with life. Such as Jay. Yeah, I know he’s busy and whenever he is on, we usually talk or email. And I love him for that. But when I make plans with a friend and she blows me off just to hang out with three other people(two of whom I also consider friends) it sorta hurts. Like really bad. And I don’t know if they just don’t think or if they just don’t care. All I can say is…I think I need some new friends. Badly.

I remember back in school, two of above mentioned people, and I would always hang out. We went to movies after school, the mall, stayed all night(or tried to) in cabins and went on “Adventures” but I guess now they’ve moved on. And I have to wonder if it’s because of something I did. Is H mad at me because I refused to do her English papers in college? Was Z never a friend?

I’m just so sick and tired of shit. What, you don’t want to hang out with me because I don’t have a car? Or because I didn’t have money to get you something for your birthday? Well, what is it? I’d love to know.

So…I guess, in the flesh wise, I have…Brad. And Angel, but she’s not exactly close to my age, but more a less an awesome Mother figure who I do hang out with…a lot. And Neko and Nikie but they don’t live here anymore so it’s sorta hard to see them.

I wonder if this is karma or something. Some shit went down and I pretty much said “FUCK YOU” to a friend and now I wish I never had because I believe her with all my heart and wish I could take it all back. I wish so much for that, that I’d give anything, even my own life. So…I guess I get to feel alone like she probably did when even I turned on her.

It’s not nice. I feel like I could die tonight and no one would show up to my funeral. Oh wait, they’d probably all show up and try to act like they were my best friends. I’d almost bet there’d be some “We always hung out”s and “I wish we hung out more”s.

I guess my main thing is…before, I’d ignore it and just be thankful I had friends. Now, however, I don’t feel that way. I just want to leave and never look back. I want to have people who care and don’t act like I’m always the last, worst plan conceivable and should only be thought about when A) They want something; B) Everyone else is tired of their shit or C) Being near me will accomplish something they want.

Fuck you people. I’m so over it.

Yeah. It’s gotta be karma.

And on a last note. Ashley Nicole Brown, if you ever read this…I am so fucking sorry. I love you soooooooooo much. I treated you like shit and you didn’t deserve it at all. I know you’ve told me I’m forgiven and I just wish you were here to hug right now. Because…honestly, I don’t think any of my “Actual friends”, not to be confused with “Part-time Backstabbing Friends”, could cheer me up like you could. They could take me to the moon and back and not make me smile. But if you were here and you smiled, I’d know things would be ok. You count for not only My Best Friend, but the only friend I’d ever need in life. And before I turned into a backstabbing bitch myself, you would’ve happily been that one best friend.

I love you, Ash ^.^

What if...

What if I don't give a damn anymore, hm?
   Why do I know that you won't even notice?
      When will it all come to a screeching halt?
          How could the shell around my heart, the one made from the pain and poison secreted-hardening into a fine metal, break?

 Simply.

 Because of you.

Fuck you, fuck you, fuck you, fuck you.

I hate you, I hate you, I hate you, I hate you.

For making me...for making me...for making me...for making me...

feel this way, you who is spawned from demon, claiming ties to man.

And then there was....

Was what?
Are you dying to know?
  I bet you are.
   I can hear that lovely organ of yours beating frantically, faster and faster and...
     I'm not going to tell you.
For I fear that overactive heart of yours could not handle knowing.
Fiendish, aren't I?
        No?
Well, enjoy that dream that is comfortingly rocking you, wrapping it's tendrils of goodness around you for don't you know all dreams become nightmares when I get involved?

Perhaps a change of scenery.

Oh, joyous news!
I've begun work on my next doll. I do not yet know what I shall name her, she has neglected to whisper it sweetly into my ear whilst I sleep. Alas, there is plenty of time left for that. Perhaps she's too shy and proper to gallivant around my chamber without pretty garments of pretty colors adorning her pale porcelain flesh.

Oh. How a sewing machine would hasten my work. I suppose though, that I do not mind having to work painstakingly slow. Stitch by stitch, my work comes to finish. However slow.

I  feel anymore should I write would be dreadful and dull. Perhaps next time, I will allow you a peek into my mind.
  And maybe there, you will find what was once.

The Day I'd celebrate year 'round

Yes. It's finally that time of year again.

And yes my darlings, I'm speaking of the (in my opinion) greatest holiday ever: Halloween.

Okay, so plans got changed a bit. I'm still going to hang out with my "third wife" Shellena and James. We have no idea what we're going to do, but we'll figure something out.

We could play Fatal Frame 2(yes, I'm packing it and my ps2 with me) and maybe my Ouija board, too.

Well, my "costume" as some people would/will call it, consists of my home mad mini top hat, two skirts( to make the top one furl out a bit), black/purple leggings, a black tank top and a frilly white off the shoulder shirt underneath. And people can't fathom why I feel like a pirate when I'm dressed.

That's beside the point though. So anyway, getting back to the non-existent subject.

The Walking Dead comes on tomorrow and I can't wait to catch that since I want to see that too.

But on the other side of things, the horror movies on this month seem pretty lame. Or maybe I've just missed all the good ones. Who knows.

Carrie, the one without what's her name, comes on tonight later. It'll be on at 11 and my sister had the nerve to tell me I could tape it in the bedroom. But wait, I forgot. Opps. I'm glad my sister did say that because the fact that it's Saturday night has completely slipped my mind. My anime shows come on tonight. Whether or not she said I could tape it in the bedroom because of my shows or because she had something coming on she wanted to watch is unbeknown to me.

Oh, said sister made me so mad earlier today.

It's fine when she goes into my stuff and grabs items she needs that don't belong to her but our Mom called her while Mom and I were in town to ask her where she put my Scar tattoos that I'd need tomorrow and she says, "I think they're in my purple folder but don't be getting into it. I don't want you snooping though my stuff."

Oh, but it's fine for you to get into my stuff? She even tries to hide it. For example, if she were taking a shower, she'd have her clothes held to her chest and she'd come walking though and my compact would fall out. Did she bother to ask me if she could get into my bag and get it? No.
When she wants some perfume, does she ask to get into my bag to get it? No. If I say anything to her about it, she tells me that I should have it sitting on the counter for everyone to use.
Go to her house and so much as move a bottle of her (expensive $25 perfume Mom brought her) and she'll throw a fit. But she can get her hands all over my cheap .99 cent perfume to her hearts content.

But enough of that. I'm super excited about tomorrow. I absolutely LOVE Halloween.

I'd even give up x-mas AND my birthday for it. And on that note, I really wish I was born on Halloween. No, not because I love it so much as opposed to I love all the little hair accessories, leggings, costumes and all that stuff. When January rolls around, all that is gone. Even if my birthday was like, oct. 15th, I'd be happy. Halloween stuff is out on the shelves by then. Oh, how easy it would be to get me something then.

And I guess I need to finish writing this. I need to jump into the shower and shave and be all ready. Tomorrow, I straighten my hair, do Clara's makeup, take pictures of the kids and head out to Shellena's for a frightfully fangtastic Halloween night.
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      Anyone else think that last line was a little...corny?
Yeah. Me,too.

<3

This is Halloween...This is Halloween!...

Oh...wait. Never mind. It's just my bedroom. Opps.

Anyways...tomorrow marks the day a friend and I being work on our Halloween costumes. We're going as our own versions of The Red Queen (your's most fearingly) and The Mad Hatter. But...I have an issue. I own like no red clothing. Black. Purple. Grey. No red. Dead serious. So it kinda sucks. But then again, if I'm going as MY version of the Red Queen..who says I have to be decked out in red. So yeah.

And I've been getting heat out of it too. A few people are like "Why are you making a costume? Just go buy one." Few reasons for that.

1)If I go out and get a costume now...I'll have already wore it numerous times before Halloween actually gets here. (Everyday is Halloween in my world.)

2) I'm bigger. I admit and I'm not going to pay an extra twenty bucks or go all the way to Bowling Green to the nearest like costume shop( B.G is like 2 hrs away) just to look at costumes.

3) This is more fun and creative.

4) I like making stuff and this is definently something to take up time.

so uh. yeah. I'm done.

<3

• Mood: Amazed
• Listening to: my typing
• Reading: The Girls He Adored
• Watching: YOu
• Playing: with your dead cat O.o
• Eating: whats left of your dog
• Drinking: ......the bird bath.xD

I wish I had a really cool nickname

And that has nothing to do with what I'm going to write. All right so I might be fibbing...but just a little. I want to be a self proclaimed Murder Tramp. But not in the definition that most people give it. I, Dark, now say that I am a Murder Tramp...corresponding with the definition of: A girl who enjoys horror movies, the gorier the better.

Okay, so back onto the non-existant point.

I'm growing my nails out and it's sorta weird typing.

And I'll be getting a new digital camera when my 'rents can afford it. Or I could take my Dad's. Why?
My mom got mad at me and slammed my penguin backpack down and then my dad, trying to make people laugh, threw it in the floor...and then I took out my camera and every picture I took is straight up black.
So my dad started bitching that it was my fault, that my camera should be kept in a case and my retort was "and my bag shouldn't be thrown and slammed down either." So, he told me I could have his or get a new one when they have the money to afford it. So, I told them I wanted mine and not his because my camera was awesome. It took pictures and video footage. So I'm mad about that now and haven't spoken to my "Mommy-dearest" yet and probably won't til tomorrow or something. Who knows with me.

But anyways...yeah. I don't really have anything to write about. Well, so I do but the honest answer is I don't feel like it. I'm going to go outside and freeze my ass off for a cigarette, probably get like bronchitis again and refuse to go to my crack head doctor.

Time again to pull off an X-tra sticky bandaid

My sister called me this morning to let me know that Nikie had been calling her phone needing to talk to me. So when I was in town to babysit I ran by her house to see what was going on.

Nikie met me at the door and had a...sullen, guilty? look on her face. I asked what was going on.

"Well, uhm, Mom's coming in this September for Elliot's birthday on the 25th and then...I'm going with her back to Illinois and then we're going to Wisconsin."

So she's leaving again. Kinda...sucks. I mean, I look at the big picture when it comes to friends. Some of them are too busy with school. Others are too busy with new friends, new friends about whom they gripe because they're just being used by them, but still hanging with them. Others have new boyfriends or girlfriends and are spending all their time with them.

So in retrospect, I feel kinda all alone. Even my yahoo buddies are too busy to drop a line every once in awhile. But that's understandable. It's not like they can drop by my house or call to ask how's life.

So, now determined more then ever, I'm going to try to go to college. Probably won't be able to with the whole Money thing, but I'm going to try. Maybe that's what I need. A change of scenery. New friends. New life, in general.

This is too depressing.

  Maybe I'll write more later.

So, as of late, I can say I have officially squirted white stuff all over my best friend. 

Weird enough, I'm not lying. 

So, this is how it went down, for all you dirty/curious minds out there.

We had spent probably an hour or so discussing random anime characters we loved. My main one was...ENVY! Hehe. So we talked and then she's like "I'm hungry. It's snack time!" So we got up and went to the kitchen and I grabbed something out of the fridge. And I start giggeling and she just...gives me a [i]Don't even think about it[/i] look. So I don't. She ends up going to the bathroom and I grab it again and follow. 

I'm silent. Like the Ninja that I am...until I say Envy and (NOT on purpose) squeezed a little too hard and my white stuff goes shooting off on the door. I burst into a fit of giggles. My friend cautiously opens the door and I jerk around to face her and squeeze! I got her arm, dammit, before she slammed the bathroom door shut. 

She eventually comes out of the bathroom once promise her I've put it up.

We go back into the kitchen and I whip [i]it[/i] out again. She looks at me, shakes her head and says "Put it down." So I do. I grab something else and arm myself with it and she grabs what I had at first. So, we stood, facing each other with glaring eyes like we were in some horrible western style movie. We didn't really fit the whole "cowboy" part though in tank tops and pajama bottoms. 

I made the first move. I pose and squeeze and I think I got her. So, thinking that I won't squirt her if she runs into the living room, takes off running. I take off after her. I squirt her chest and she gets my stomach. We squirt each other again and again and the table, carpet, floor and door knob get caught in the cross fire. Eventually we resort to wiping what was on us onto each other.

Then we called truths to clean up. It took about ten minutes. After all, the first stuff I was squirting was pretty creamy but the second time around it was kinda...chunky.

So we put our things up and douse ourselves in two different perfumes and two different body lotions. We sniff each other and realize something horrible. If we keep trying to cover the oder of her Ranch and my Tarter Sauce we're going to: "Smell like two Vietnamese whores." <---her opinion, not me. We did stink though, honestly. And only licking the ranch off our arms tasted good. I can't stand tarter sauce, but that didn't keep me from using it as projectile squirt stuff. 

After it was all over and done with I came to a horrible realization. If we had taped that and wrote out a short summery of "Two teen girls squirt white stuff on each other" and put it on DVD...how much money could we have made off perverted idiots who would have no clue at all that we were using one odd but yummy and one odd and nasty, condiments. 

So after that we stood in the kitchen while simoutonisouly bursting out into song and dance. 

Her: C IS FOR COOKIE!

Me: THAT'S GOOD ENOUGH FOR ME!

....

ME: I'M NOT A FUCKING COOKIE!

HER: YOU'RE IN DENIAL!

I'll post the link to C IS FOR COOKIE sung by Gluttony, from FMA, at the end. 

So, we have this little dance to go with it and we randomly go off with "L is for Lust, that's good enough for me! E is for ENVY! That's good enough for [b]ME[/b]!" Yeah. We all know it's me yelling me. Since I love Envy and my friend has already planned to kidnap Al, raise him until he's legal, then jumping him. And she tells me I'm totally insane? ....okay, maybe I am but still.

So yeah. I really enjoyed the like three days I spent with Nikie. It was fun, really. 

Awfully understanding, I have to say. I went to her house Tuesday and got sick. Woke up Wednesday feeling like Envy beat the crap out of me using Gluttony as a club. So, in other words, pretty damn bad. So we came to my house and had a lazy day of watching FMA: Brotherhood. Thursday I still was crappy but I dressed her up and got her ready for an UOC character. I so am claiming that phrase. It's an "Useless Original Character". Yeah. I made her into two different ones. My definition of UOC is simply a character that WOULD belong in said show but doesn't exist nor do they exist in any fanfics. So yeah. I turned her into THE SMOKE ALCHEMIST and as much as it pains me, when we had her ready to be a homunculus and she had green hair spary...I just was like "Dude! The dress and hair make you look like Envy and Lust's non existant love child!" So, yeah. She was the Smoke Alchemist first then she became The Homunculus Covet.  

So anyways. Links!!!! You should click at least the first two.

C is for COOKIE

You should click this, if you're really my friend(woah, guilt trip!)

My Deviantart Page It all sucks but eh

Horrible Dreams and Sweet Screams.

<3

Behold, Fiend!

So. Let me recap on today.

I was woken up around ten I think? Then I went back to sleep. Then I woke up of my own accord, shuffeled into the living room only to find almost everyone dressed and ready to go. They went. Two adults. Two children. Only two adults and one child returned. >.O The other child was not lost, I say! She is at her Granny's. Anyways, while they were gone something wondrous happened!

What? you ask?

I BEAT SEYMOUR FLUX FINALLY!!!

And all thanks to Valefor. *huggles*

Well, what else? Nothing really.

I watched some tv, read and colored.

Then, later on that afternoon my mother and I got into an argument over soilders. I say that once they put on the uniform, they have to accept the fact that they might be buried in it. She accused me of being cold hearted. Well, I got up and went outside for a cigarette yelled something over my shoulder and was later informed I scared someone who was lurking in the woods away. Yeah. Mom came out there and was like "There was someone out there. You scared them away." See, I'm such great bodyguard material. So now little Zack is being kept indoors unless he has someone outside with him.

Uhm. What else?

I'm tired. I don't exactly know why but I am. I feel like curling up somewhere and sleeping a few years.
Anyone have any arrows? There are plenty of trees outside, I can go for a 100 year nap. ^.^ Maybe that way when I wake up I'll have like some cute dog demon guy hanging all over me for some reason. Yeah, a reverse of InuYasha. That'd work for me.

Especially if I woke up to the golden eyes of Sesshomaru.

Ahhhhhh.....

- Please hold while Blogger wades her way out of Sesshomaru filled fantasies-

Okay...Like I was saying........

- Please hold again. -

Okay, now for real this time, on to something else. Oh. Envy.

- God DAMN IT! ...Oh. Hello. Please hold while Blogger chases a sexi green palmtree through bubbling brooks and a field of flowers -

OKAY. Now I'm totally off the tracks. I've completely forgotten when I was going to say.

Oh. Here's something. School starts up soon. It's still really weird. People become so accustomed to getting up and going to school and then one day...it's all done with. I still remember August after my graduation and I woke up thinking I was gonna be late. Sad, sad.

But I guess I'm done. I might go trekking through the woods. Maybe that thing that ran off earlier was Envy...or Sesshy.......*drools*

Oh, Fanfic's...let me count the ways I love thee

That's off some kind of poem isn't it? Hm. Anyways, back on subject. Oh, maybe I should state a subject first. Yeah. Fanfics. I love them. They can be soooooooo hilarious. I like the random funny ones a lot. Like the one on fanfiction.net that's called..uhm....ENVY: The Owner's Guide and Maintenance Manual. As you can guess it, this is the handy dandy manual you get when you order an ENVY(Fullmetal Alchemist) unit. It tells you how to feed it, bathe it and over all care for it. It even answers some FAQ's and troubleshooting....hehe. I like troubleshooting. But seriously, it's all great. There are some stories that make me laugh until I cry. But here's the link to the above mentioned..you should read it. The writer Diamond Mask (I think that's the name) has some other laugh worthy User's Manual's. 
http://www.fanfiction.net/s/3663222/1/bENVY_b_The_bOwner_bs_Guide_and_Maintenance_bManual_b

But yeah. Oh...color change!!!! I don't know what else to talk about. Other then I'm really tired and I feel like I could've gone to bed hours ago. Anne and the kids might be leaving for home tomorrow so yay for a nap. They've been here for like approx. two weeks now I think. Yeah, she's feeling better. So uhm. I'm bored. Like seriously bored. I guess I'll go play a video game. Final Fantasy 7 I guess. See if I can beat it before I have to give it back to Shaun..Shawn?......HIM tomorrow. BYE!

I Wish I Could Live in Anime

You have to admit. That would be totally awesome. Especially if one of you were to turn on your tv to say...Full Metal Alchemist and noticing a new character. A girl with Crayola crayon red hair, a few piercings and a look of "OH HELL YEAH" in her eyes. Yeah. Do you want to know what this girl would be doing in FMA? No probably not. Half of you could guess, I bet, but for those of you whose imagination is hindered or you just don't know me I'll tell you. I'd...

1. Find Wrath and hug him and tell him I'd be his new Mommy for ever.
2. Be running away from Izumi 'cause even she would be frightend by me showing up and randomly spouting off how awesome she is.
3. Kidnapping Al for my friend, Nikie, who just thinks he's absolutely adorable (not that kind of adorable, she knows he's like 12)
4. Stealing Armstrongs sparkles or accusing him of being a vampire.
5. Shaking Riza Hawkeye's hand and then run away from fear of being shot 'cause my attention would soon slip over to Roy Mustang and his smexyness.
6. Lust. I have to ask her where she got her wonder bra.
7. I'd  be giving Gluttony a super duper yummy cake and instrucing him that he can eat it and not me.
8. Chibi! Here chibi chibi chibi!
9. (I'm trying to make it to ten, so this'll be the first random thing that pops into my head. Hmm...) Wrath needs a makeover. I've always wondered what he'd look like as a girl....Better get a fast get away car too, in case Izumi sees.
10. ENVY! MUST MOLEST SEXY CROSS DRESSING PALM TREE SIN!

Don't you even dare ask me what the hell is wrong with me. I don't know either honestly. All I know is Envy is my favorite, Wrath coming in 2nd, Izumi 3rd and Ed 4th. I'm sure I just made that up off the top of my head since I <3 ALL FMA characters. *tear* HUGHES!!!!!!!

Anyway. I'm bored. And there for a few seconds while standing outside smoking I was beginning to wonder if I was going to see a plane crash or something. No, I did not make THAT up. I was standing there looked up to see lights of an airplane....getting lower....and lower....and lower...and then it disappeared behind one of the many clumps of trees this state is...well, not famous for, but covered by. I waited to hear a KABOOM!!!!! but didn't so I came back in.

So much for an eventful night huh? Hm. Wanna know what other animes I would love to randomly visit?

• Blood+
• Trinity Blood
• Rozen Maiden
• InuYasha
• Ruroni Kenshin
• Outlaw Star

And that's just a very few.

Ok...let's face it people. I'm only writing this because I'm extremely bored, I'm too lazy to log onto yahoo and see if anyone is online even though I keep an eye out for a few certain people namely Lyssa, Jay, D., Nikie and James. And I'm contemplating watching the episode of FMA I taped the other night. And minute by minute it's looking better and better.

And BAM!!!! I remember I'm going to one certain people noted aboves house for a few days and probably need to pack the usual. You know. Clothes, chalk, rope, duct tape...hey, you NEVER know when Envy will randomly show up. I've kept my eye open for him for weeks now....he'll eventually slip up and I'll be there with mace, a gag and my lil' red wagon, ready to knock his ass out and partially drag/pull him off into the sunset....Ah...yeah. Good times to come.






...and on a side note for you who are idiots and are sitting there laughing and thinking "Omg! Does she...like...really think Envy exists?? Like.....OmmmmyGOSH! It's only a show! GAWD!" I prove my point and close my case. Your ENVIOUS of my imagination. So ha. Envy exists.

(namely saying, yes Envy exists. >.> I can pretend it's the Envy with palm tree hair and shoes issues if I want damn it!)

I need an "Old Horror Movie" Channel

OH BABY!

Huh? What? Sorry. That must've been my third personality, the one who's extremely promiscuous.

Excuse me and my bad, bad self.

What the hell?

Don't ask me. Anyways, on to the point. There are so many movies from like "back in the day" that I'm going to go crazy if I don't get to see. I'm not kidding. *eye twitch*

So, don't tell me there is indeed a channel that plays the semi-old horror movies from around the seventy's and onward. Why? Because I'll hunt you down and play and play tic-tac-toe on your back with a whip, that's why. If there was such a channel that I get then I'd know. And there isn't, I know.

One of the above mentioned old movies I want to see is Basket Case. It looks so...odd. It's about a boy who has a secret...in a! Say it with me now..BASKET.

The said secret is his blob of a twin that was removed from him. The ugly lil' mofo apparently likes to kill people. Yeah. There are three movies and I want to see them all. Can anyone say "GOOGLE SEARCH" ?

Another is Razorback. A movie about a gigantic pig that eats people. The pig does one good deed. A woman who is about to be raped is saved. He (if I remember correctly), speaking of the boar-pig-bacon thing, kills her attackers and...drags her off to eat for dinner. Hey, beggars can't be choosers.

I want to see Orca the Killer Whale again. I saw it a long long time ago and can only remember bits and pieces but it's all so good. I always felt the Orca had the right to do what it did. A few Whalers, I suppose that's what they could be called, threw a spear thing and grazed the male and hit the female. They pulled her on board and at the same time, her unborn whale-baby comes ripping out of her. The estranged Father ends up going after the people who killed both his mate and child. It was really sad, it made me cry as a child. But that's just me. I'd rather see humans suffer when opposed to animals.

Why? Some people don't understand my reasoning on that one. We people can do something about our suffering. If were hungry we can reach and get food easily. If we're thirsty, grab a can of pop( woah, sounds so retro), if we're cold, we cover up. Animals can't help themselves to easily and readily available food. If they're cold they're at the mercy of nature or their owner. They have to fend for themselves. I don't know how exactly this post got me off on a rant about animal suffering and such but it's expected.

I write one thing and it sparks another. So get over it.

Basket Case (and just think, that ugly mo' has kids in the third movie)

RAZORBACK! I'm trying to get it right now, My Mom remembers it and thinks the video store can order it. WOOT WOOT.

The Return

Sounds like some amped-up 80's horror movie remake doesn't it? It might as well be. Why, you ask? Because I'm back, that's why. Hm. I have honestly no idea as to what I should blog about but there might be a few tonight.

Let me start by re-capping my life a tiny bit. I had a birthday (an ice cream cake,too). I went to my friend/sister's family/my family barbecue where the food was absolutely delicious. Yes, my friends, I pigged out on Mark's incredible, taste defying, mouth watering hamburgers.

My friend/sister and her family/my family moved. Not far, otherwise I'd be too sad and depressed in bed to bother being on the computer, just down the road.

I've been very lonely. Most of my friends are off in college or joined the military. Just the simple fact that we graduated high school seems to be keeping us apart.

We've gotten together a few times and are still planning our trip to New Orleans. A few possible reasons being:

1. To have a trip where it's just us and no one screaming they have to get home.
2. It's somewhere we've all wanted to go.
3. To Return Dark to her home.

I have to admit, reason number three is of the utmost importance. Don't you agree?

Barbecue sauce rocks. I love it. I'm eating it right now and I eat it on almost anything.
Chicken, Mozeralla Sticks, Hot dogs. ANYTHING. It's just awesome.

I think over the next few weeks I'm doing to blog about movies I want to see. And why. Why is always a good question, unless of course, it's the last word out of your mouth because some mad man has kidnapped you and is submitting you to horrendous torture and your last train of thought lies there.

I don't suppose I make much sense, do I?
...Never do.



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