Sunday, December 31, 2006

What have I been doing all day, you ask?

Watching Naruto, I answer! I mean, from 9 am to 10 pm? I had to watch that! And to honor Naru's ramen addiction, I had ramen for lunch in front of the TV! Yes, I know I was lazy all day. But I go to work day after tomorrow, so I feel like I have to be lazy!

Gaara's voice... It's facinating... Like the sand he weilds. It's enough to make a girl fall back in love with him... Sometimes all I want to do is hold him and comfort him... And kiss those lips... *sigh*
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I'm into my second year of playing Animal Crossing: Wild World. It's interesting. I've now caught all the fish except two... And a lot of the bugs. And I have 1,000,000 in the bank, and I've achieved 150,000 HRA points... It's good. I'm not gonna restart for a while now. ^_^

*vanishes*

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Friday, December 29, 2006

I realized last night...

Kino of Kino's Journey is a girl. O.O Well, she's a major tomboy... but still a girl.
That should show either how confusing that show can be, or how dim people wise I can be. Ug.

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Wednesday, December 27, 2006

My post Christmas shopping spree haul.

Furba #15
Dragonology calender
Kino's Journey Complete collection
Princess Monoke
Naruto Collector 2
Newtype USA December 06

Kino's Journey is awesome. Not at all acton-ey, but poingant and it inspires that quiet pride in me that I love feeling. A quiet smile, a small laugh, and that certain bearing. I love it. ^_^

*vanishes*

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Tuesday, December 26, 2006

Mishina's situation in Sunagakure

The people of the ninja village hidden in the sand looked at her with a mixture of aprehenshion and awe. That is, when she walked among them with out a heavy don't notice me spell.
Whenever she walked past, they would remind each other of that old story... About the killer tamed by the otherworldly maden and made into a leader. She knew she was the source for that ledgend, but she knew something they didn't. That their Kazekage, Gaara, was the reincarnation of that long ago man. The man that she had loved so dearly. For she was the otherworldly maden mentioned in the story, the one that tamed the killer wrongly called a monster. And she had tamed Gaara as well.
Only she hadn't tamed Gaara alone. A boy named Naruto Uzumaki had started the job. The boy... interested her. He seemed pure yet... he had a fire in his stomach. He was so similar to Gaara, yet so different... She defintately wanted to meet this boy.
So she maintained an ethereal aura, which wasn't to hard. Gaara saw her as a mother figure, his siblings saw her as a beautiful stranger who took care of their little brother, and the villagers were in awe of her and her strange powers.
All in all, a good situation, in her opnion.

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Like it? I especially like the line "He seemed so pure yet... he had a fire in his stomach." The fire being Kyuubi.

*vanished*

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Monday, December 25, 2006

What I got for Christmas

Two "Naruto: ninja ranks" card packs (Thank you, little brother!)
One "Naruto: way of the ninja" card pack
Two boxes of choco pocky.
A dark chocolate, chocolate orange. (Yum!)
Mechanical pencels and mechanical pencel led
An inflatable extercise ball
A box for my CDs.
A scarf
An orniment
A pedometer
Shampoo
A faery model
A fifty dollar check
Card box and card protectors
A $50 gift card to Borders.

Well that's my list. Have a very merry Christmas and a happy new year!

*vanishes*

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Saturday, December 23, 2006

News

Christmas has snuck up on me! Only yesterday I took my last final... And tomorrow is X-mas eve! Ahhhh!

Well, all my shoping is done. Thank god!
And my brother got a few teeth out yesterday. He's alright, a little sleepy.

*vanishes*

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Thursday, December 21, 2006

The rustle of skirts.
Calculating eyes
watch over
the top
of a fan.

The rustle of skirts
as she moves;
her bladed fan
slicing through armor
to just barely
cut the skin beneith.

The rustle of skirts
as she curtsies
to the only person
she respects;
the Lady Kimono.

The rustle of skirts
as she moves
with blinding speed
to save two children
from a bandit.

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Like it? It's about one of my characters. A powerful femme fatale, she is a good friend of my character Mishina.

*vanishes*

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