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Kitsune no Tora
Eating: Skeleton gingerbread man with green icing - pretty epic. :P
Drinking: Coca Cola
Playing: Nothing atm, but I really should play Avalon Code, Rune Factory, and finish up Rune Factory 2... oh, and Kingdom Hearts, the game I've had for about 2 years now (borrowing from a friend) and am only just after HalloweenTown. iFail. XD
Excited about: YOUMACON IN 22 DAYS!!!!! And NaNoWriMo is kicking up~
Should be writing: Duplicity rewrite
Should be outlining: NaNoWriMo plot
Happy about: Being free from school until Monday~
Kitsune no Tora is feeling: SUPER ESTATICALLY EXCITED, sleepy (constantly)
Uhh... hi?
Didn't I say a long time ago that I wasn't going to leave this for such a long time again?
...I guess I lied. XD Oops.
ANYWAYS...
Since the last time I posted, school has started. I have class Mondays, Tuesdays, and Wednesdays. Mondays I have Calculus I 11-1, Tuesdays I have Short-Stories and Novels 1-4, then Career Planning 6-9, and Wednesdays I have Calculus I again 11-1, and then a (annoyingly easy) Word Processing class 6-9. Not toooooo busy of a schedule, but Calculus is kicking my ass. D8 I suck at trigonometry, so I fail terribly at all the problems involving that stuff. ^^; We just got done with limits, I think I did pretty decent on the exam this morning, but I'm not positive. It was hard. D8
Today I hit an animal driving through campus on my way to get some lunch. I was driving down the road and this squirrel just jumped right in front of my car. I braked a little, and I didn't feel anything or see anything in the road in my rearview mirror, so I'm hoping that I didn't actually hit him. But it made me sad anyway. :(
I want something (preferably living) to cuddle. But I'm not going to ask any of my family (eesh no), and my kitty Squirt is the most uncuddly cat ever. He doesn't like to be held for very long and he will NEVER sit on your lap. The most you can get is him sitting next to you. I had to trick him this morning to sit on my lap - I was in the living room on the couch and had a blanket over my legs because I was cold. I stuck my hand under and moved it around, and he jumped into my lap trying to get my hand under the blanket. He stayed there. :) But it was only because he didn't realize he was on my lap...Too bad I had to trick him, though. :/ I really hope he grows out of it.
YOUMACON IS IN 22 DAYS!! I'm so super duuper excited. 8DDD Too bad my cosplay fell through. :( I took a last ditch attempt to get the right fabric so that my aunt could make it for me (she's a talented seamstress, and I know if she made it it wouldn't fall apart or anything and be of good quality), and now it's too late to order one. :( They say it takes 25-30 days just to ship it out to me, and probably somewhere around a week after that before it gets on my doorstep, since it would be coming from Hong Kong. :/ *sadface* Andrea said that I should still find something simple enough and cosplay, but I have absolutely no idea who to do. She said she'd look some up for me, though, so we'll see how that goes.
...Maybe I can find some overalls/coveralls, a blonde wig, a peach bandana and make a cardboard wrench and go as Winry Rockbell, haha. XD That could work... I dunno. I'll have to think about it. I want to do something that is easy, but not stupidly simple, like L from Death Note or something. Those are just lazy. :P
I'll definitely do Riza next year, though. And maybe someone from Hetalia, I dunno. 8D I'm partial to Italy~ He's so cute. <3 Plus it would be an excuse for me to act like a dork (moreso that I would normally at an anime convention. :P).
I WONDER IF WE'LL FIND JESUS AGAIN. XDDD And I hope they have Death Note Mafia again, that was a lot of fun, despite the douchebag who decided to act like a pompous smart-ass and ruin everyone's fun halfway through the night last year. I just hope it doesn't coincide with Mario Party After Dark again, I really wanted to go to that, but couldn't tear myself away from the game. XD We played it from like, 11 to 4 in the morning last time, it was a blast.
We should also totally do Otaku Family Feud again, we killed everyone at it last year. Pocky Brigade FTW! We'll need to find Jessica again, though, I didn't get any contact information from her. Maybe Andi did...
Aaaaaand NaNoWriMo is gearing up again! I'm both super excited but ABSOLUTELY TERRIFIED at the same time. ^^; I've been having a lot of problems writing recently. I can see and imagine the scene in my head, and it's great. The words flow through my head perfectly. But when I go to put it on paper/document, it just... dies. No words come. It's insanely annoying. Hopefully I can break that before November. I'm already going to get a bad start because of Youmacon (the last day is November 1st, and after that I'm going to be completely wiped and have no will to write anything), so I really really hope that gets broken soon.
I decided to go ahead and do the sequel to Duplicity as my NaNo novel. Except it's slowly becoming too AU to be the true sequel. XDD; PLUS, Duplicity isn't actually DONE, I even went so far as to restart it because it sucked. ^^; So I'm technically writing the sequel to a story that hasn't been written yet. SO SMART Y/Y? Especially since I'm an extremely linear writer, I just can't jump around in my story. It just ends up weird and doesn't feel right. That's PROBABLY why Precious Wingbeats (working title of the sequel) is becoming so intensely AU. ^^;;;; Oh well. I've been using an outlining technique called the Snowflake Method, and so far it has been doing me some good. I've actually got things down; I guess restricting myself to your normal outline format was what was blocking me from creating previous outlines. I'm on stage 3 with Precious Wingbeats, and plan on trying it all the way through. I'm just too lazy right now to plot out all the characters, since I know them all pretty well at this point...
CAN'T WAIT UNTIL THE END OF THIS MONTH OMG. <333
I've been so intensely sleepy a lot recently. It's weird. I get enough sleep: anywhere between 7 1/2 and 10 hours. That's what I've been getting for most of my life now. But it just feels like I need a nap all the time, except during some points of the day. I have the hardest time EVER getting up. I feel like I need naps during the day (which I have never done in my life except on occasion). I don't know why... my lifestyle hasn't changed at all. Maybe it's a mental thing? But what would make me want to sleep all the time? Idk. :/ Oh well.
...I must be sitting weird, because my wrists are starting to hurt from the typing. D8 I guess I'm done for tonight.
Goodnight, digital abyss.
Eating: Skeleton gingerbread man with green icing - pretty epic. :P
Drinking: Coca Cola
Playing: Nothing atm, but I really should play Avalon Code, Rune Factory, and finish up Rune Factory 2... oh, and Kingdom Hearts, the game I've had for about 2 years now (borrowing from a friend) and am only just after HalloweenTown. iFail. XD
Excited about: YOUMACON IN 22 DAYS!!!!! And NaNoWriMo is kicking up~
Should be writing: Duplicity rewrite
Should be outlining: NaNoWriMo plot
Happy about: Being free from school until Monday~
Kitsune no Tora is feeling: SUPER ESTATICALLY EXCITED, sleepy (constantly)
Uhh... hi?
Didn't I say a long time ago that I wasn't going to leave this for such a long time again?
...I guess I lied. XD Oops.
ANYWAYS...
Since the last time I posted, school has started. I have class Mondays, Tuesdays, and Wednesdays. Mondays I have Calculus I 11-1, Tuesdays I have Short-Stories and Novels 1-4, then Career Planning 6-9, and Wednesdays I have Calculus I again 11-1, and then a (annoyingly easy) Word Processing class 6-9. Not toooooo busy of a schedule, but Calculus is kicking my ass. D8 I suck at trigonometry, so I fail terribly at all the problems involving that stuff. ^^; We just got done with limits, I think I did pretty decent on the exam this morning, but I'm not positive. It was hard. D8
Today I hit an animal driving through campus on my way to get some lunch. I was driving down the road and this squirrel just jumped right in front of my car. I braked a little, and I didn't feel anything or see anything in the road in my rearview mirror, so I'm hoping that I didn't actually hit him. But it made me sad anyway. :(
I want something (preferably living) to cuddle. But I'm not going to ask any of my family (eesh no), and my kitty Squirt is the most uncuddly cat ever. He doesn't like to be held for very long and he will NEVER sit on your lap. The most you can get is him sitting next to you. I had to trick him this morning to sit on my lap - I was in the living room on the couch and had a blanket over my legs because I was cold. I stuck my hand under and moved it around, and he jumped into my lap trying to get my hand under the blanket. He stayed there. :) But it was only because he didn't realize he was on my lap...Too bad I had to trick him, though. :/ I really hope he grows out of it.
YOUMACON IS IN 22 DAYS!! I'm so super duuper excited. 8DDD Too bad my cosplay fell through. :( I took a last ditch attempt to get the right fabric so that my aunt could make it for me (she's a talented seamstress, and I know if she made it it wouldn't fall apart or anything and be of good quality), and now it's too late to order one. :( They say it takes 25-30 days just to ship it out to me, and probably somewhere around a week after that before it gets on my doorstep, since it would be coming from Hong Kong. :/ *sadface* Andrea said that I should still find something simple enough and cosplay, but I have absolutely no idea who to do. She said she'd look some up for me, though, so we'll see how that goes.
...Maybe I can find some overalls/coveralls, a blonde wig, a peach bandana and make a cardboard wrench and go as Winry Rockbell, haha. XD That could work... I dunno. I'll have to think about it. I want to do something that is easy, but not stupidly simple, like L from Death Note or something. Those are just lazy. :P
I'll definitely do Riza next year, though. And maybe someone from Hetalia, I dunno. 8D I'm partial to Italy~ He's so cute. <3 Plus it would be an excuse for me to act like a dork (moreso that I would normally at an anime convention. :P).
I WONDER IF WE'LL FIND JESUS AGAIN. XDDD And I hope they have Death Note Mafia again, that was a lot of fun, despite the douchebag who decided to act like a pompous smart-ass and ruin everyone's fun halfway through the night last year. I just hope it doesn't coincide with Mario Party After Dark again, I really wanted to go to that, but couldn't tear myself away from the game. XD We played it from like, 11 to 4 in the morning last time, it was a blast.
We should also totally do Otaku Family Feud again, we killed everyone at it last year. Pocky Brigade FTW! We'll need to find Jessica again, though, I didn't get any contact information from her. Maybe Andi did...
Aaaaaand NaNoWriMo is gearing up again! I'm both super excited but ABSOLUTELY TERRIFIED at the same time. ^^; I've been having a lot of problems writing recently. I can see and imagine the scene in my head, and it's great. The words flow through my head perfectly. But when I go to put it on paper/document, it just... dies. No words come. It's insanely annoying. Hopefully I can break that before November. I'm already going to get a bad start because of Youmacon (the last day is November 1st, and after that I'm going to be completely wiped and have no will to write anything), so I really really hope that gets broken soon.
I decided to go ahead and do the sequel to Duplicity as my NaNo novel. Except it's slowly becoming too AU to be the true sequel. XDD; PLUS, Duplicity isn't actually DONE, I even went so far as to restart it because it sucked. ^^; So I'm technically writing the sequel to a story that hasn't been written yet. SO SMART Y/Y? Especially since I'm an extremely linear writer, I just can't jump around in my story. It just ends up weird and doesn't feel right. That's PROBABLY why Precious Wingbeats (working title of the sequel) is becoming so intensely AU. ^^;;;; Oh well. I've been using an outlining technique called the Snowflake Method, and so far it has been doing me some good. I've actually got things down; I guess restricting myself to your normal outline format was what was blocking me from creating previous outlines. I'm on stage 3 with Precious Wingbeats, and plan on trying it all the way through. I'm just too lazy right now to plot out all the characters, since I know them all pretty well at this point...
CAN'T WAIT UNTIL THE END OF THIS MONTH OMG. <333
I've been so intensely sleepy a lot recently. It's weird. I get enough sleep: anywhere between 7 1/2 and 10 hours. That's what I've been getting for most of my life now. But it just feels like I need a nap all the time, except during some points of the day. I have the hardest time EVER getting up. I feel like I need naps during the day (which I have never done in my life except on occasion). I don't know why... my lifestyle hasn't changed at all. Maybe it's a mental thing? But what would make me want to sleep all the time? Idk. :/ Oh well.
...I must be sitting weird, because my wrists are starting to hurt from the typing. D8 I guess I'm done for tonight.
Goodnight, digital abyss.
[Blog #191] --- Neutral --- [Tuesday] - Writing & Gaming
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Today has been one of those incredibly boring days.
The highlights had to be playing Final Fantasy VII and talking to Reiss about DATWBSVOH at 3 in the morning. :D
In my several-hour streak of Final Fantasy VII, I've levelled up my main party slightly, along with mastering a few materia crystals.
I'm at the stage where I'm battling constantly to max everything out that's actually possible.
Along with talking to Reiss, I spent a few hours writing on my DATWBSVOH planning sheet. Reiss has asked to be included as a character, and he's helped me along with a few ideas - so naturally, I'm going to include him.
I got absorbed in writing it, until I got a bit stuck at 5AM and decided to quit and sleep.
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Andrew seized his chance; while Ashleigh’s arm was raised, he grabbed her by the wrist, his large fingers closing tightly around it. He then proceeded to twist it harshly between his thumb and forefinger, bending her arm back over on itself as he did so. Ashleigh let out a yelp of pain, furiously trying to struggle free - but this just caused his grip to tighten and the pain to worsen.
“Say you’re sorry, little Sparrow!” Andrew sniggered, raising his eyebrows challengingly.
Ashleigh whimpered, still having no luck at freeing herself, as she gnawed upon her lip, trying to blot out the pain. “…N-No! …I’m… I’m not saying it…!”
“Have it your way then…” Andrew smirked, grabbing Ashleigh’s arm with both hands, one at her wrist, one at her elbow - as he yanked it up and over her head, causing her to spin backwards in her wheelchair as he pressed her palm to the back of her neck.
Ashleigh screamed, burning agony welling up in all of the joints of her left arm, feeling now that there was no way she could ignore the pain, nor silence herself.
“AAAARRGH….!!! I…I’m… Alright!!! I’m sorry!!” Ashleigh wailed, flailing her free arm madly as she felt almost ready to start crying as a result of the pain.
Andrew spared her mercy, smiling smugly as he let her arm drop. “Much better, little Sparrow,” he said, baring his teeth in a smirk.
Ashleigh frowned, lowering her head slightly in embarrassment. She quickly placed both hands on her wheels, ignoring her aching arm - and forcefully propelled herself out of the hall, muttering violent curses under her breath.
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Blog #191
Writing & Gaming
Writing & Gaming
Today has been one of those incredibly boring days.
The highlights had to be playing Final Fantasy VII and talking to Reiss about DATWBSVOH at 3 in the morning. :D
In my several-hour streak of Final Fantasy VII, I've levelled up my main party slightly, along with mastering a few materia crystals.
I'm at the stage where I'm battling constantly to max everything out that's actually possible.
Along with talking to Reiss, I spent a few hours writing on my DATWBSVOH planning sheet. Reiss has asked to be included as a character, and he's helped me along with a few ideas - so naturally, I'm going to include him.
I got absorbed in writing it, until I got a bit stuck at 5AM and decided to quit and sleep.
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Andrew seized his chance; while Ashleigh’s arm was raised, he grabbed her by the wrist, his large fingers closing tightly around it. He then proceeded to twist it harshly between his thumb and forefinger, bending her arm back over on itself as he did so. Ashleigh let out a yelp of pain, furiously trying to struggle free - but this just caused his grip to tighten and the pain to worsen.
“Say you’re sorry, little Sparrow!” Andrew sniggered, raising his eyebrows challengingly.
Ashleigh whimpered, still having no luck at freeing herself, as she gnawed upon her lip, trying to blot out the pain. “…N-No! …I’m… I’m not saying it…!”
“Have it your way then…” Andrew smirked, grabbing Ashleigh’s arm with both hands, one at her wrist, one at her elbow - as he yanked it up and over her head, causing her to spin backwards in her wheelchair as he pressed her palm to the back of her neck.
Ashleigh screamed, burning agony welling up in all of the joints of her left arm, feeling now that there was no way she could ignore the pain, nor silence herself.
“AAAARRGH….!!! I…I’m… Alright!!! I’m sorry!!” Ashleigh wailed, flailing her free arm madly as she felt almost ready to start crying as a result of the pain.
Andrew spared her mercy, smiling smugly as he let her arm drop. “Much better, little Sparrow,” he said, baring his teeth in a smirk.
Ashleigh frowned, lowering her head slightly in embarrassment. She quickly placed both hands on her wheels, ignoring her aching arm - and forcefully propelled herself out of the hall, muttering violent curses under her breath.
[Blog #169] --- Content --- [Saturday] - Say Hello To: THE BELLY!
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Blog #169
Say Hello To: THE BELLY!
Say Hello To: THE BELLY!
Today was so weird. I actually hadn't seen Ashleigh in a fortnight. It even sounded weird thinking about it.
I actually managed to persuade mam into letting both Shelly and Ashleigh come over - my word, I am so mint when it comes to negotiating. :)
Shelly came first - at 11:05, thus waking me up.
She actually had to ring my mobile, yelling at me down the phone to come and unlock the door.
I honestly hadn't even heard her knocking. So either she knocks VERY delicatley, or I'm a really heavy sleeper. I'm unsure which. :D
Mam was doing the Race For Life this morning - for Cancer Research UK.
I sponsored her for £4, and she did the race wearing BRIGHT PINK LEGWARMERS.
Yes, they looked incredibly fucked - but in what situation on what person would they not?
While mam and dad were both out, Shelly and I took advantage of our time alone with a short burst of lesbian frivolity. :)
It only lasted an hour though - mam was back at about 12, and Ashleigh arrived half an hour later.
Ash brought Guitar Hero: Metallica with her - and I took advantage of the chance to play on drums when mam disappeared out again.
We improved on some of our old scores from the last time we played - we had a lot of four star ratings that we promptly corrected. I think Ash and Shelly swapping bass and guitar helped - but I was in a PROPER drumming mood, and I was hitting high percentages - 98-99% isn't bad for medium level drums now, is it?
Although, I did continue bashing away when mam returned - and she sent me a text that said:
"Which end of drumstick would you like shovin up ur arse?"
I went to the bannister, leant over it and shouted: "THE ROUND END!"
- Ash and Shelly pissed themselves, naturally.
With a ban on the drums - we swapped to Guitar Hero: World Tour, and I caused mass bleeding from the ears by going on vocals.
I actually sang THE WIND CRIES MARY.
I'm quite good at impersonating Jimi Hendrix. Lmfao, not. :)
I tried out No Rain as well - only hitting 70%!
That's the lowest score I've EVER gotten on ANYTHING.
I don't think I'll be singing that again. Not on Hard, anyway... :(
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Then I challenged Ashleigh and Shelly to try out Grave Of Opportunity - a new DLC song I got, because it was free.
I half expected it to be overly shitty - but it turned out to be an amazing death metal song. I was very pleased. :D
It's also very difficult - so I gleefully watched Ashleigh fail at 25% - then Shelly beat her by failing at 26%.
Then Ashleigh took the guitar and refused to give it back until she'd passed.
I had no hope in her - as she failed several times on LESS than 20% - her worst being 15% - and that's when I heard her frustrated and crying in despair: "Oh... BASTARD!!!"
She did clear it eventually though. Scrapy-scrape-scrape. :)
I then showed off and did it with 95%, 5 stars. :D
On Hard though - I failed miserably on Expert. I need to practice it.
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How fucking mint is this:
It's a stress ball. Mam got it in a goody bag that she got from the Race For Life.
It's promoting Change 4 Life - it has the colourful logo on the back.
I think it's sort of implicating that everyone in Britain has a torso like that.
I don't know about anybody else - but it's a total replica of Ash's torso, pmsl.
She got so annoyed when I kept holding it up to her.
"STOP COMPARING ME TO THE BELLY!"
Oh I love it lmao, it's one of the best free things I've ever gotten. :)
I love stress balls - and it's a BELLY.
There's two reasons to love it. :)
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Then the three of us gathered together our munchies - Pom-Bears, cheap Wotsits, Pepsi and the chocolates mam had gotten me from ASDA.Whirly Bites (rip-off Milky-Ways) and Nutty Bites (rip-off Snickers).
We watched Lesbian Vampire Killers.
Oh, it's so fucking funny. :)
It's a perfect marriage of everything I like in a film - crude humour, blood, gore, exploding bodies, goo and slime, softcore lesbian action and hot Swedish blondes. :D
Shelly wouldn't admit that all of the lesbian vampires snogging each other turned her on. I knew it did.
Well, if it turned me on - it must've done her!
We're unsure about Ash though. :P
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After we'd eaten (turkey drummers for them - southern fried chicken for me) - we returned upstairs and lounged around on my bed for a while.
I kept tormenting Ash with this random air freshener that mam bought me. It smells bloody rank if you get too close to it. It's okay from a distance - but shove it right in your face and it's like a rotting dentist mixed with really old toothpaste and various other random odours.
I was pinning her arms down and holding it close to her face - she hated it and kept whining and making really hilarious strange noises in protest. :)
I'll never forget the sound of her crying: "...NOOO!!! It's horrible...!!!"
Proper piss. :)
Ashleigh and I then proceeded to discuss ideas for DATWBSVOH.
She has been a MASSIVE HELP. :)
I had barely any ideas - and she's provided me with a shitload, as well as encouraging me to come up with some of my own. She sounds really into it, actually.
I let her read the introduction I wrote, and she likes it.
I actually feel a little more confident with letting Ash read my writing now. :)
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I spoke to Reiss over MSN tonight.
We shared several laughs together taking the piss out of Lidl and Aldi - and their stupid 39p adverts. :D
I did it though!
I WROTE SOME DATWBSVOH!
Not just "some", either - I wrote THE FIRST CHAPTER, bitches. :D
I shall admit, it's not my best - but I knew it wouldn't ever compare to #1263, Daredevil Blunders, TFATH, Regenbogen-Streifen - none of my really legendary pieces.
It's not terrible though. DATWBSVOH is something I'm just writing for the fun of it - to actually see if I can get my writing up and going again.
I've also decided the way to say DATWBSVOH in word-form is 'Daht-wubz-voe!" :)
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I actually managed to persuade mam into letting both Shelly and Ashleigh come over - my word, I am so mint when it comes to negotiating. :)
Shelly came first - at 11:05, thus waking me up.
She actually had to ring my mobile, yelling at me down the phone to come and unlock the door.
I honestly hadn't even heard her knocking. So either she knocks VERY delicatley, or I'm a really heavy sleeper. I'm unsure which. :D
Mam was doing the Race For Life this morning - for Cancer Research UK.
I sponsored her for £4, and she did the race wearing BRIGHT PINK LEGWARMERS.
Yes, they looked incredibly fucked - but in what situation on what person would they not?
While mam and dad were both out, Shelly and I took advantage of our time alone with a short burst of lesbian frivolity. :)
It only lasted an hour though - mam was back at about 12, and Ashleigh arrived half an hour later.
Ash brought Guitar Hero: Metallica with her - and I took advantage of the chance to play on drums when mam disappeared out again.
We improved on some of our old scores from the last time we played - we had a lot of four star ratings that we promptly corrected. I think Ash and Shelly swapping bass and guitar helped - but I was in a PROPER drumming mood, and I was hitting high percentages - 98-99% isn't bad for medium level drums now, is it?
Although, I did continue bashing away when mam returned - and she sent me a text that said:
"Which end of drumstick would you like shovin up ur arse?"
I went to the bannister, leant over it and shouted: "THE ROUND END!"
- Ash and Shelly pissed themselves, naturally.
With a ban on the drums - we swapped to Guitar Hero: World Tour, and I caused mass bleeding from the ears by going on vocals.
I actually sang THE WIND CRIES MARY.
I'm quite good at impersonating Jimi Hendrix. Lmfao, not. :)
I tried out No Rain as well - only hitting 70%!
That's the lowest score I've EVER gotten on ANYTHING.
I don't think I'll be singing that again. Not on Hard, anyway... :(
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Then I challenged Ashleigh and Shelly to try out Grave Of Opportunity - a new DLC song I got, because it was free.
I half expected it to be overly shitty - but it turned out to be an amazing death metal song. I was very pleased. :D
It's also very difficult - so I gleefully watched Ashleigh fail at 25% - then Shelly beat her by failing at 26%.
Then Ashleigh took the guitar and refused to give it back until she'd passed.
I had no hope in her - as she failed several times on LESS than 20% - her worst being 15% - and that's when I heard her frustrated and crying in despair: "Oh... BASTARD!!!"
She did clear it eventually though. Scrapy-scrape-scrape. :)
I then showed off and did it with 95%, 5 stars. :D
On Hard though - I failed miserably on Expert. I need to practice it.
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How fucking mint is this:
It's a stress ball. Mam got it in a goody bag that she got from the Race For Life.
It's promoting Change 4 Life - it has the colourful logo on the back.
I think it's sort of implicating that everyone in Britain has a torso like that.
I don't know about anybody else - but it's a total replica of Ash's torso, pmsl.
She got so annoyed when I kept holding it up to her.
"STOP COMPARING ME TO THE BELLY!"
Oh I love it lmao, it's one of the best free things I've ever gotten. :)
I love stress balls - and it's a BELLY.
There's two reasons to love it. :)
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Then the three of us gathered together our munchies - Pom-Bears, cheap Wotsits, Pepsi and the chocolates mam had gotten me from ASDA.Whirly Bites (rip-off Milky-Ways) and Nutty Bites (rip-off Snickers).
We watched Lesbian Vampire Killers.
Oh, it's so fucking funny. :)
It's a perfect marriage of everything I like in a film - crude humour, blood, gore, exploding bodies, goo and slime, softcore lesbian action and hot Swedish blondes. :D
Shelly wouldn't admit that all of the lesbian vampires snogging each other turned her on. I knew it did.
Well, if it turned me on - it must've done her!
We're unsure about Ash though. :P
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After we'd eaten (turkey drummers for them - southern fried chicken for me) - we returned upstairs and lounged around on my bed for a while.
I kept tormenting Ash with this random air freshener that mam bought me. It smells bloody rank if you get too close to it. It's okay from a distance - but shove it right in your face and it's like a rotting dentist mixed with really old toothpaste and various other random odours.
I was pinning her arms down and holding it close to her face - she hated it and kept whining and making really hilarious strange noises in protest. :)
I'll never forget the sound of her crying: "...NOOO!!! It's horrible...!!!"
Proper piss. :)
Ashleigh and I then proceeded to discuss ideas for DATWBSVOH.
She has been a MASSIVE HELP. :)
I had barely any ideas - and she's provided me with a shitload, as well as encouraging me to come up with some of my own. She sounds really into it, actually.
I let her read the introduction I wrote, and she likes it.
I actually feel a little more confident with letting Ash read my writing now. :)
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I spoke to Reiss over MSN tonight.
We shared several laughs together taking the piss out of Lidl and Aldi - and their stupid 39p adverts. :D
I did it though!
I WROTE SOME DATWBSVOH!
Not just "some", either - I wrote THE FIRST CHAPTER, bitches. :D
I shall admit, it's not my best - but I knew it wouldn't ever compare to #1263, Daredevil Blunders, TFATH, Regenbogen-Streifen - none of my really legendary pieces.
It's not terrible though. DATWBSVOH is something I'm just writing for the fun of it - to actually see if I can get my writing up and going again.
I've also decided the way to say DATWBSVOH in word-form is 'Daht-wubz-voe!" :)
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Dixie would have reverted to counting ceiling tiles and floor panelling if it wasn’t for the distraction that slowly made her way into the changing room several seconds later. The loud creak of the double doors announced the arrival of a short girl, dressed in a basketball outfit, pushing herself in a wheelchair. Dixie squinted at her through the thick frames of her glasses, cocking an eyebrow in confusion.
Starting at floor-level, perched on a metallic purple wheelchair frame, she wore navy blue canvas shoes with white rubber toes. Her shoelaces were ragged and trailing clumsily about her ankles, which were covered by faded grey socks. Around her legs she wore beige-coloured leg straps, which appeared to be supporting a pair of bright purple leg braces - a rather alarming contrast to the plain navy shorts she wore to accompany her grey basketball vest. A large number twelve was embossed upon the front, though it was then that Dixie noticed that it was spattered copiously with dark blood spots.
Dixie looked upwards into the girl’s face – noticing instantly the source of the bleeding. The most prominent feature on her face was undoubtedly her nose, which was comically large, round and also appeared to be spouting blood at an alarming rate. Her lips were quivering slightly, these too stained with the blood pouring from above. Her eyes were a medium shade of blue; intensified by a blink of tears that were beginning to well up inside them.
Realising that Dixie was staring at her watering eyes, she furiously wiped them with her fists – before settling her eyes upon Dixie, frowning at her angrily.
“…Stop staring at me,” she growled, baring her teeth in Dixie’s direction.
Dixie blinked, rather taken aback at this violent response. “…Uh… Sorry,” she mumbled, shaking her head awkwardly. “Um… Does it hurt?”
“Of course it does!” she snapped, gingerly dabbing at her nostrils with her sweatband.
Dixie put her head on one side, still amazed at the sheer scale of the girl’s ridiculous nose. “…Mind me asking how you did it?”
“What’s it to you?” she said spitefully, grimacing as she looked at her now-stained sweatband.
“Well, whatever then…” Dixie muttered, narrowing her eyes, “It’s not like it’d be hard to miss it… The size of it…”
“Andrew hit me with his basketball, alright!?” the girl spat, saying the perpetrator’s name as if it were a particularly foul disease. She sniffed sadly, wincing as she felt her nose continue to throb painfully.
“Take it he doesn’t like you then?” Dixie shrugged, beginning to find her manner incredibly repellent.
The girl in the wheelchair didn’t even bother to answer; instead she pushed herself across to the enclosed shower area and forcefully tugged the curtain across, blocking herself from view. Dixie heard her muttering various obscene curses to herself as she continued to speak with a bloody, bunged-up nose.
U-Turn! ^^
Know how my day was kinda crappy yesterday? Today wasn't. But it wasn't excellent, either.
Math was good. Chris, that guy I was talking about previously who's always picked on, was getting a tad physical with other boys in the class while the teacher was out - and he was thrown to the floor and two of his books were kicked to the other side of the room. I wanted to stop it, considering I'm a bit of a pacifist, but at the same time I had a small fear that I would be judged standing up for somebody who everybody else hates... WWJD (What Would Jesus Do), right...? Ergh... :/
Oh, and Randy was kicking me several times in the rear again today. Didn't bug me. Good news was, my teacher noticed I was like, fifty pages ahead of everyone else - and she said as long as I was staying quiet she didn't care what I was doing. So I took out my notebook (I have a habit of carrying notebooks around in my knapsack incase something comes to me, and I write scenes or ideas in there) and wrote a bit.
Speaking of writing, I finished that guy's short story the other day. It's not in good of a quality as I wanted it to be, but. Oh, and also, I came across a novel I recently started sometime last year - which is under it's fourth rewrite (I have a really bad habit of wanting to re-write things, lol) and I was reading through it and I soon seen how amazing it is. The way I wrote it was stunning to myself, and, oddly enough, it gave my butt a good kick and told me to get back in gear. So I'm continuing to go through and re-write the second chapter (well, at least, scroll through it and change the odd thing here and there - I don't think I can make it any better) and it's almost done. Then I'm going to upload it onto my Fictionpress profile.
I was thinking of uploading it to here, but once I do that, I have a fear that my pride for it might collapse. It just happens when I post things. Plus it's got mature subject matter, a bit of swearing, and overall - just... general crudeness. XD
English was great. Got my essay back and I have to fix corrections; so I'm going to type it out as a good draft. I was talking to Chantelle (another one of my friends) and Tamara (a grade 12 student who I laugh with); and we were laughing at magazines and Tamara was busy scaring Chantelle about the Tetanus shot. I can't blame her; because I'm scared, too - but I was laughing, for some reason...
Also, Chantelle was telling me about how her brother had to get this something he calls a Polo shot when he was in Grade Ten... Which, in turn, scared me as well - and she said it goes all the way into your bone or something... I asked my mom about it; and she reassured me that if there was a shot that would need to go into your bone, they would have to do it in the hospital and put you on anesthetics. She also said that they want the medicine in the needles to go throughout the body; not just one spot, like your bone.
Thank heavens for my mommy. I dunno what I would do without her. :-D
But, to sum all this up - yah. Needles. Still terrified. 0.0
In History, it was kind of boring... I was bored, so I kinda went ahead and read about World War II in the text book and read an interesting paragraph about when somebody was sent to the showers, water didn't actually come out, but it was toxic gas.
...Okay, so I knew that. But it's still interesting, nonetheless. I almost fell asleep the last twenty minutes of class, though. I told myself that when I get home I would take a nap; but now I don't want to (but knowing me and my body... XD).
In Computers, we just worked some more on our projects. She told us that she wants it done by Friday; and I'm almost complete. We're doing a unit on digital literacy next. For some reason unknown, it sounds boring to me. >.>
I miss my chocolates. D: Mom got me a new box, as I stated before, but recently I gobbled them all up... I want them back. D:
*Hands out plate*
Would you like a cookie? :3
Math was good. Chris, that guy I was talking about previously who's always picked on, was getting a tad physical with other boys in the class while the teacher was out - and he was thrown to the floor and two of his books were kicked to the other side of the room. I wanted to stop it, considering I'm a bit of a pacifist, but at the same time I had a small fear that I would be judged standing up for somebody who everybody else hates... WWJD (What Would Jesus Do), right...? Ergh... :/
Oh, and Randy was kicking me several times in the rear again today. Didn't bug me. Good news was, my teacher noticed I was like, fifty pages ahead of everyone else - and she said as long as I was staying quiet she didn't care what I was doing. So I took out my notebook (I have a habit of carrying notebooks around in my knapsack incase something comes to me, and I write scenes or ideas in there) and wrote a bit.
Speaking of writing, I finished that guy's short story the other day. It's not in good of a quality as I wanted it to be, but. Oh, and also, I came across a novel I recently started sometime last year - which is under it's fourth rewrite (I have a really bad habit of wanting to re-write things, lol) and I was reading through it and I soon seen how amazing it is. The way I wrote it was stunning to myself, and, oddly enough, it gave my butt a good kick and told me to get back in gear. So I'm continuing to go through and re-write the second chapter (well, at least, scroll through it and change the odd thing here and there - I don't think I can make it any better) and it's almost done. Then I'm going to upload it onto my Fictionpress profile.
I was thinking of uploading it to here, but once I do that, I have a fear that my pride for it might collapse. It just happens when I post things. Plus it's got mature subject matter, a bit of swearing, and overall - just... general crudeness. XD
English was great. Got my essay back and I have to fix corrections; so I'm going to type it out as a good draft. I was talking to Chantelle (another one of my friends) and Tamara (a grade 12 student who I laugh with); and we were laughing at magazines and Tamara was busy scaring Chantelle about the Tetanus shot. I can't blame her; because I'm scared, too - but I was laughing, for some reason...
Also, Chantelle was telling me about how her brother had to get this something he calls a Polo shot when he was in Grade Ten... Which, in turn, scared me as well - and she said it goes all the way into your bone or something... I asked my mom about it; and she reassured me that if there was a shot that would need to go into your bone, they would have to do it in the hospital and put you on anesthetics. She also said that they want the medicine in the needles to go throughout the body; not just one spot, like your bone.
Thank heavens for my mommy. I dunno what I would do without her. :-D
But, to sum all this up - yah. Needles. Still terrified. 0.0
In History, it was kind of boring... I was bored, so I kinda went ahead and read about World War II in the text book and read an interesting paragraph about when somebody was sent to the showers, water didn't actually come out, but it was toxic gas.
...Okay, so I knew that. But it's still interesting, nonetheless. I almost fell asleep the last twenty minutes of class, though. I told myself that when I get home I would take a nap; but now I don't want to (but knowing me and my body... XD).
In Computers, we just worked some more on our projects. She told us that she wants it done by Friday; and I'm almost complete. We're doing a unit on digital literacy next. For some reason unknown, it sounds boring to me. >.>
I miss my chocolates. D: Mom got me a new box, as I stated before, but recently I gobbled them all up... I want them back. D:
*Hands out plate*
Would you like a cookie? :3
"...I'm just wondering what I did to deserve it."
In English, we received the novel I was touching on earlier. I really don't like it, and it doesn't help matters that we're supposed to read thirty pages each day...
My grandmother was driving me home, and we had a bit of an 'interesting' conversation... My former friend waved to me as we drove by, as she usually does.
G: What school does your friend go to?
Me: Not mine. A different one.
G: Oh.
Me: And she's not my friend. She thinks still is, but to me she's not.
G: How come?
Me: I don't know. She keeps thinking that she's still with me, but I keep shutting myself out.
G: What's the matter?
Me: Nothing, Grandma. It's the same with every friend I get.
G: What's the same?
Me: The routine. I'm never top priority to anyone. ...You know how everybody has that 'best friend'?
G: Yes.
Me: Well, I don't have that rank to anyone. I'm a friend, but I'm not an absolute 'best' friend.
G: Well, that's life.
Me: Not to many that I know. It's just something I've come to understand. It's like a routine, the regular feelings I get in the end.
G: What feelings?
Me: The betrayal; me always getting replaced by somebody else.
G: Oh, that's just because you're a good girl.
(That doesn't make any sense...)
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My mother says that I don't have any 'best' friends because I keep shutting them out even though they want to be my 'friends'. I don't know why she blames me for it. She says that I like being alone, and I do - I'm somebody who just keeps to herself and doesn't like to be 'disturbed'. I just feel uncomfortable around people. I close myself off, not allowing anyone to get too close because of what has happened to me in my past. Really, is having a past really that much of a good thing? I would be satisfied to forget much of my past, if the chance ever arrived.
I shut people off and close the door because it's a protective mechanism. I feel if I take risks that I'll just get hurt in the end; encircling the same old routine once more. I'm not a risk taker anymore. I can't bear to get hurt anymore. Even though some odd people think I'm always "so strong"... I'm not. I'm just not. I keep everything bottled in until the bottle gets knocked over and I break down and cry, and I cry so hard. Sometimes I wonder the point of actually making friends. I wouldn't be able to survive or cope without them, but at the same time it feels like humanity just likes to deprive me of its company and split my heart open with daggers.
My grandmother was driving me home, and we had a bit of an 'interesting' conversation... My former friend waved to me as we drove by, as she usually does.
G: What school does your friend go to?
Me: Not mine. A different one.
G: Oh.
Me: And she's not my friend. She thinks still is, but to me she's not.
G: How come?
Me: I don't know. She keeps thinking that she's still with me, but I keep shutting myself out.
G: What's the matter?
Me: Nothing, Grandma. It's the same with every friend I get.
G: What's the same?
Me: The routine. I'm never top priority to anyone. ...You know how everybody has that 'best friend'?
G: Yes.
Me: Well, I don't have that rank to anyone. I'm a friend, but I'm not an absolute 'best' friend.
G: Well, that's life.
Me: Not to many that I know. It's just something I've come to understand. It's like a routine, the regular feelings I get in the end.
G: What feelings?
Me: The betrayal; me always getting replaced by somebody else.
G: Oh, that's just because you're a good girl.
(That doesn't make any sense...)
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My mother says that I don't have any 'best' friends because I keep shutting them out even though they want to be my 'friends'. I don't know why she blames me for it. She says that I like being alone, and I do - I'm somebody who just keeps to herself and doesn't like to be 'disturbed'. I just feel uncomfortable around people. I close myself off, not allowing anyone to get too close because of what has happened to me in my past. Really, is having a past really that much of a good thing? I would be satisfied to forget much of my past, if the chance ever arrived.
I shut people off and close the door because it's a protective mechanism. I feel if I take risks that I'll just get hurt in the end; encircling the same old routine once more. I'm not a risk taker anymore. I can't bear to get hurt anymore. Even though some odd people think I'm always "so strong"... I'm not. I'm just not. I keep everything bottled in until the bottle gets knocked over and I break down and cry, and I cry so hard. Sometimes I wonder the point of actually making friends. I wouldn't be able to survive or cope without them, but at the same time it feels like humanity just likes to deprive me of its company and split my heart open with daggers.
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