Sunday, February 6, 2005

...Meh.
Nothing much going on today either...just chilling at home, and working on my latest fanfic...also, I've been preoccupied with playing the keyboard, since now I have one in my room.

A few of the things I've learned to play by ear...since I can't really read music...

FFVII: Tifa's theme, Main theme, Aeris' theme.

FFVIII: Eyes on Me.

FFX: I would like to say everything.

Code Noir: Melody.

Inuyasha: My Will.

.hack: Before Dawn

As well as a piece of 'Moonlight Sonata' as performed by...er, one of those ancient, piano-playing geniuses. It was one of my favourite musical pieces...so strangely haunting...

So...er...what have you all been up to?
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Saturday, February 5, 2005

...*yawns*
This day is already off to a boring start. I have absolutely nothing to do, besides draw. I'm currently working on a drawing of Alucard and Integra, of Hellsing fame. It's coming aling all right, I guess...

If anyone has listened to St. Anger, please offer your comments...many Metallica fans say that it's very shitty in comparison to the older albums.

Anyway, I leave you now with a few lyrics from a song...enjoy...


Look out at the darkness, and you will see
Just call my name and I'll be there.
You cannot touch me, you would not dare,
I am the chill that's in the air.

And I try to get through to you,
In my own special way,
As the barriers crumble
At the end of the day...

Dark rivers are flowing, back into the past,
You are the fish for which I cast.
And what of the future, what is to be,
As the rivers flow into the sea...

Do not take for granted, powers out there,
Don't step into the demon's lair.
Time is an illusion, rising from time,
Steep is the mountain which we climb.

And I try to get through to you,
In my own special way
As the barriers crumble,
At the end of the day....

-'The Small Hours', Metallica.
(originally recorded by Holocaust)

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Friday, February 4, 2005

Oh, and...
Happy Belated Birthday to Sw33tZ, who turned 14 today. All the best, my friend.
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Saturday, January 22, 2005

.....
If anyone was wondering about the theme...I've decided to go with Kikyo from Inuyasha. Everyone seems to think she's a bitch, and well...it's true. But if you see the situation through her eyes...as I have in the past...you learn to sympathize. And besides which, she's the anime character that people say that I most resemble.

Now I'm just rambling. I leave you with lyrics from a song that I heard for the first time in a long while...it brought back so many memories...I think D.Seph might know what I'm talking about.

Anyway, enjoy...

As years go by
I race the clock with you
But if you died right now
You know that I'd die too.
I'd die too...

You remind me of the times
When I knew who I was,
But still the second hand will catch us,
Like it always does...

Well make the same mistakes
I'll take the fall for you.
I hope you need this now
cuz I know I still do...

Until the day I die
I'll spill my heart for you...

Should I bite my tongue
Until blood soaks my shirt?
We'll never fall apart,
So tell me why this hurts
So much...

My hands are at your throat
And I think I hate you
But still we'll say, "remember when"
Just like we always do...

Until the day I die
I'll spill my heart for you...

My hands are at your throat
And I think I hate you,
We made the same mistakes
mistakes like friends do.
my hands are at your throat
and I think I hate you
we made the same mistakes...

Until the day I die
I'll spill my heart for you, for you
Until the day I die
I'll spill my heart for you, for you...

- 'Until the day I die', Story of the Year.

Though time and fate are unkind, such things I will never forget.

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Friday, January 21, 2005

......Chloe.
That's my little cousin's name. Initially, my aunt wanted to name her ...after myself...but I think Chloe is a better name.

This morning, I took part in the school marathon. If you listen closely, you can hear both my legs screaming in agony. The thing is, I didn't really get a chance to train, so this morning was like a serious system shock. I am definitely not built for long-distance running...meh...

Once again, Sports Day is coming around, and once again I've decided that I'll march. This is perhaps the only time of the year that you will ever see me in a skirt. This year, they have a sort of sailor theme, so our uniforms are going to resemble a Sailor Moon type of thing...*shudders* Ah, well...it seems suitable for the occasion...

Well, since I've run out of things to say, I'll shut up now. I hope you guys have a great weekend.

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Sunday, January 16, 2005

....... *yawns*
Forgive my absence online, but I've been pretty busy lately, especially since school restarted. Nothing much has been happening lately, though...just the basic studies, parties, and whatever...

A couple days ago, I got an e-main from my aunt in Texas. She sent me a picture of her baby girl. I was touched to the point of tears...see, my aunt was more of a mother to me than my mother ever was, and it was good to see her finally start a family of her own. And I wanted to be with her in Texas for Christmas, but...oh, well...

Anyway, I'm going to get to work on my new theme....still a bit undecided, though...

Oh, and before I say anything more, I'd just like to say Happy Belated birthday to Abbis. Hope you had a great day.

Well, that's about it. I'll talk to you guys later...take care, and I hope you have a good week.

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Sunday, January 2, 2005

...*coughs*
You guessed it. I have the flu. Damn vaccine shortage...I feel pretty miserable...I've had it for about a week now...and I almost never get sick...perhaps only once a year, on average...I have a hyperactive immune system...it just goes to show that exercise and a healthy diet work wonders...

Before I go on, I have to thank Josie (D.Seph) and Dany (Sw33tZ) for cheering me up today. I'm in a much better mood than usual, which is good. Thanks again.

Forgive the blankness of my site...lack of imagination, I know...but my mind is pretty blank at the moment.

Great...school starts tomorrow...I don't know how often I'll be online now...I'll try to make it on weekends, but...I don't know.

Talk to you later.
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Wednesday, December 22, 2004

...Ah...another lonely Christmas...
I might as well cheer up already, seeing as Christmas is in a few days. So, instead of looking at the negatives, I'll think positive. Instead of thinking about the deaths of the future, I'll try to think of the lives of today...

Now, I'm talking complete crap. Please excuse me.

Anyway, it helps to think about stuff that made me smile, like some of the stupid things my friends or relatives have said. The following took place at school on the last day of the term, during a whole biblical re-enactment of the whole Nativity scene thing, during which I fell asleep for a few minutes.

Me : Huh? Hey, what did I miss?

Amanda : Just the part where the three kings or whatever bring gifts for Jesus. Gold, Frankenstein, and myrrh, or whatever.

Me : ...Frankincense, dumbass.

Amanda: Yeah, I know. That's what I said.

Yeah, I know what you're thinking, and it's true. My friends are the biggest group of idiots I know. And I blend right in with the lot of them. Hell, I even wish I was back at school...

Wait, forget that I just said that...

Anyway, I'd better get around to your sites now. If I don't get around to all of you, Merry Christmas...or if you don't celebrate that shit at all, have a nice day.

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Wednesday, December 15, 2004

Chapter sixteen...
(Ah, yes, I've finally gotten back into writing. I didn't particularly like this chapter, though...anyway, I hope you guys enjoy it...)

“I claim the top bunk!” Sakura declared triumphantly. She dashed into the room that she and Tifa now shared, immediately perching herself atop the bunk bed, surveying the room with a small frown. “Oh, well…do you see a remote anywhere down there?”

Tifa put down the bags full of items that Lucia had purchased, and looked around. Their room was well furbished, with a bunk bed, a television set built into the wall, a phone, a mini refrigerator, a wardrobe and a bathroom. The walls were plain, with only one picture of a dolphin hanging on the wall. In its entirety, the cabin was quite simple.

She grabbed the remote and, with the press of a button, the screen on the wall lit up, and the nonchalant face of President Shinra appeared. “Good evening, ladies and gentlemen,” he said, with a regal air. “In light of the massacre that occurred last night at the E.S.O, I have appointed a new Minister of Defense, to ensure the capture of those responsible. Anyone with information regarding the whereabouts of these fugitives will be required to inform the relevant authorities as soon as possible. On behalf of Minister Xenos and myself, I thank you for your cooperation.”

Both Tifa and Sakura were now staring at the television set in disbelief. A musical score heralded the news, and a young anchorwoman sat behind the news desk, a fake smile on her painted lips. “That was a public statement released by President Shinra hours ago,” she announced. “The public is advised to be on the lookout for Cloud Strife, and ex-Soldier and a member of the terrorist faction Avalanche, who seems to be the mastermind behind this upsurge in terror, as well as--”

Without waiting to hear another accusation, Tifa switched off the television set, her expression pensive. “He knows,” she muttered to herself, pulling on her suspenders and gloves.

Sakura raised her head to look at Tifa. “Hey, are you okay?”

“…I’m fine,” she lied. “I just need to get some air.”

“Okay. But remember, Lucia wants to go out for dinner, so don’t get lost.”

“I won’t.”

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Elsewhere, Cloud and the others were not faring so well. The constant patrol of sailors had given them no choice but to hide amongst the crates on the cargo area. Eventually, when the patrol had seemed to come to a halt, Cloud leapt out of the vegetable crate that had temporarily housed him and flicked a speck of vegetable residue off his shirt. “Okay, the coast seems to be clear now,” he said. “Where’s Ryudo?”

For a moment there was silence, followed by a deep groan. Tidus looked around in time to notice Ryudo sitting in the corner, his back turned to them. “Cheer up, bloke,” Tidus said amiably. “I think you’re handling sea sickness quite well. You’ll be fine once we reach shore…whenever that may be…” He paused patted Ryudo on the back as a friendly gesture, and Ryudo lurched away and grumbled, resisting the urge to vomit.

The door of the cargo compartment swung open with a sudden bang that alerted the group, who hid among the crates. A few sailors barged in, armed with what appeared to be harpoon guns. “All right, we know you’re in here!” one barked. “Come along peacefully, and no one gets hurt.”

Cloud was prepared to surrender himself when the cover on one of the crates burst open with a thud, and a young man with dark hair and glasses emerged, arms held high in surrender. A pale girl with a scar over one eye peered out from a crate, as did a slim boy with blue hair.

“We’re not stowaways, sir,” the young man with glasses protested. “I’m Dave, and my friend Abby here was sick, and we decided to bring her down here to…to get some air. Yeah, the crates down here tend to get all breezy since the wood is so porous and stuff…ain’t that right, Abby?”

Abbis nodded her white head, though she stared at Dave with sheer incredulity in her eyes. No sooner than the sailors had begun loading their harpoon guns than a groan resounded from behind one of the crates. Ryudo stumbled out, with one bony hand held firmly over his mouth and the other clutching his sword, now alive with a pulsating aura. He hurtled through them, tossing them aside with brute force before another wave of nausea seized him. He could hear the mechanical whirring of a harpoon gun, and instantly felt a sharp pain on his leg. He roared and sank to the floor, doubled over in agony.

Seizing the moment, Tidus and Cloud came out of hiding and closed in on the sailors, swords drawn. Cold steel bit through sweaty flesh, and within a matter of moments, lifeless bodies, bruised and bleeding profusely, littered the floor.

“Who are you three?” Tidus inquired of the trio standing before them.

“You can call me Abbis,” said the white-haired young woman. “We wish to speak with Cloud.”

Cloud did not attempt to sheathe his sword, but instead held it closely at his side. “What do you want with me?” he inquired, unintentionally abrupt with his words.

“Look, we don’t want any trouble here,” the one known as Tiago said. “All we want to know is why we were brought here, and how we’re supposed to get back home.”

“And you expect that we know this?” Tidus asked. “Look, we’re just as confused as you all are. We were brought here under the same circumstances.”

“But we were lead to believe that Cloud is the reason why we’re here,” Dave said coolly, eyeing Cloud keenly over the frames of his glasses. “So speak up already, blondie. We want some answers.”

“Join the club,” Cloud stated dully, lowering his sword. “We have many questions as well, and we believe that there is one who has the answers, one who may very well be the reason that we’re here and who may provide our way back home. That person is Aeris Gainsborough.”

Cloud’s words were interrupted by a snort and stifled giggle from Abbis. “Be a little realistic here, people! We’re all rational teenagers here. What use is Aeris going to be, especially since she’s both fictional and dead?”

The mention of Aeris’ name triggered off a surge of rage within Cloud. His expression suddenly became cold and distant, his eyes glowing fiercely in the half-light. “Unless you have a better idea, this is the plan I’m sticking with,” he said tartly. “You’re free to do whatever you want. I’m not going to try to convince you to join us.”

With that, Cloud stormed off and slumped against the wall at the far end of the room, feigning to take no notice of their stares of apprehension. Abbis, Dave and Tiago exchanged looks.

“What a tightwad that Cloud is.”

“Shh, he can still hear us, you know…”

“Don’t ‘shh’ me!”

“…Now what?”

With Tidus’ aid, Ryudo slowly rose to his feet. “If I might offer a suggestion,” he muttered thickly. “I’d say we get out of here as soon as possible. It isn’t safe to stay here.”

“You’re right,” Tidus concurred. “But, there’s no way we can just walk out of here unnoticed.”

Dave crouched before one of the sailors and grabbed him by the collar, smirking to himself. “Ladies and gentlemen,” he said brightly, “I believe I have an idea…”

(Chapter seventeen...coming soon...hopefully...)
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Tuesday, December 14, 2004

*yawns*
I hate the holidays...there's nothing for me to do...well, with the exception of training...and writing up may fanfic...and, of course, eating, sleeping...and what not. Oh, well...

Nothing new to say. I think I'm going to restart posting a few chapters I've been working on for the ol' fanfic. Maybe this evening or tomorrow.

And never mind my site and the avatar...I'm still trying to work on something Christmas-ish...and I'm still stuck in the brainstorm stage...as you can see...


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