Wednesday, August 23, 2006

   More laziness. -_-
I'm so lazy. I haven't been on the site or visited anyone in about a week. I'm sorry, but I've been dedicating my life to my newest obsession; Kisame! The scary sharky man from Naruto that is mah smex! :3 I'm sad though, because he doesn't appear on the show until, like, episode 82. And he's still a long way ahead in the manga too. TT__TT Why does it take so long for them to release manga where I live?! *Sighs* So lately I've been dedicating my life to looking for pictures of him on the internet and finding fanfictions where he's the star.

...It's hard to find a good romance fanfiction where he isn't paired up with Itachi. :(

And speaking of pictures, I found a pic of the HOTTEST Itachi and Kisame cosplayers ever.



I give you permission to drool.

I think I'm gonna upload a couple pics I got done a while ago but was just too lazy to post. >.> And I once again can't stay on the site long so I won't be able to visit anyone's sites today. I'll try tomorrow. I promise.

And I want to punch my friend Sam. She keeps denying how awesome her drawings are. Well, here;s a picture that she deemed a failure because she messed up on Itachi or something (even though it's STILL better than I could ever hope to draw)



She drew Kisame all Bishy! ^____^ *Rapes Kisame* Ah... I'm weird. My obsession with Kisame is a bit sick, no? Especially considering he's practically part shark. Does that make me some kind of super perv? O_o Or maybe I just think blue skin and sharp teeth are kinky. >.> Ya know, I don't think I really want to know the answer. -_-; I have issues. But, at least Kisame doesn't have nearly as many fangirls so I won't have any crazed people flaming me and saying "Biiiiizzzz-natch! Stay away from my man!!!!!11111one Stupid skank!" Haha. Possessive fangirls are even scarier han obsessive ones. ^____^

...*Falls asleep and dies on her keyboard*
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Saturday, August 19, 2006

   ZOMG!
Well, I can't write much because my father will arrive any minute to pick me up, but I must say this!

I got a fanart featured! WOOT! xD Earlier this morning I submitted a pic of Kisame and Itachi from Naruto that I drew on MS Paint and it's featured baby! *Squeals* ZOMG!

I hope it doesn't sound like I'm bragging; I'm just really excited and proud, cuz I loved that picture and had fun drawing it.

Well, sorry I can't stay longer, but my dad is gonna steal me away for a while. Bye! 'll try and check on your sites while I can.
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Wednesday, August 16, 2006

   Dark Dark Child
Hello all! I'm here to bring another disturbing original story of mine. ^___^ YAY!

This story, "Dark, Dark Child" is the sequel to my last story "White, White Walls." If you haven't read the first story than go read it on my site by clicking here!

I'd like to dedicate this to Lost And Torn, who's own disturbing writing shifted me into gear and got me to get off my butt and finish the sequel.

I'd also like to state, this time this is in the his point of view, not the girl's. Well, let's get on with it. >.>

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It’s amazing how someone so dark and evil can look so pure and innocent while they sleep. Then again, the darkness is full of trickery, deceit, and lies. It can look like one thing and be something else entirely different. The darkness is sneaky, underhanded. The soft, fragile form of a young teenage girl is nothing more than a clever front meant to give one a false sense of security. After all, who would suspect an innocent child to be evil incarnate?

I smirked down at her, running my fingers through her smooth, silky hair as she slept peacefully. The corners of her mouth twitched and her lips slowly formed into a soft smile. No doubt she was having pleasant dreams about ponies, tea parties, and boys… or whatever else it is that young girls dream about.

I certainly hope she enjoys her dreams tonight, because soon she’ll never see them again. These dreams, these happy moments, will be nothing more than a memory. She shall live out the rest of her life in pain and misery; she shall live out the rest of her life as the darkness. I’ll make sure of it.

I twirled a strand of her hair around my finger amusedly as I smirked down at her serene form. As irritating as it could be at times, it always intrigued me how she would so blatantly deny her destiny. True, she finally learned to refer to herself as the darkness, but it was more than obvious that she still didn’t accept that fact as a truth. There was still some small, rebellious part of her that believed she was nothing more than an innocent child caught up in something too big for her to understand.

That is the part of her that must be destroyed.

The darkness has no need for something as useless and trivial as one’s innocence. It would do nothing more than get in the way. It would hold back her true potential; her true darkness.

I remember the first day I had met the girl face-to-face. Of course, I had known who she was long before she was ever aware of my existence. I’ve watched her for so long, for so many years… I only just revealed myself to her six months ago. She wasn’t ready before, but now… Now the time had finally come.

Soon the world will be ruled by the darkness once again.

I felt shivers of pleasure dance across my spine at just the thought. Chaos, discord, mayhem; that was what I lived for, it was what I was created for. Nothing gives me more enjoyment than watching humans flee away in terror, seeing the fear and sadness in their eyes as I destroy everything they’ve ever known, ever loved. Nothing can come close to the ecstasy I feel from watching as their heartbroken tears of pain flow steadily down their cheeks in waterfalls of utter despair.

Perhaps this is why I enjoy tormenting her so much. It’s so easy to make her cry. She’s such a sensitive child; the slightest hurtful word can make her break out in tears.

Beautiful, beautiful tears.

I resisted the urge to enter her dreams, to invade her fantasy and turn it into her greatest fear. Right then, I wanted nothing more than to see her cry. I don’t know what it is about her tears that make me feel so ecstatic, but the mere thought was enough to make my blood boil. I don’t think I’ve ever enjoyed tormenting someone more than I do her. Then again, I’ve never had the chance to torment the darkness before…

Her body shivers; a tremor trailing down her spine as her skin breaks out into a cold sweat. Her smile twitches and transforms into the faintest of frowns, but no matter how hard she tries she will never be able to hide it from me. Nothing can stop the toothy grin that makes its way over my features as I hear her whimper. It appears that her mind has created its own nightmares without my assistance.

The darkness is finally acting of its own accord.

A lone tear slides down her pale cheek and it takes every ounce of strength to prevent myself from kneeling over her silent form and lapping up the salty liquid. I resist, knowing that if she were to suddenly awaken that her fear for me would only increase tenfold. As appealing as the idea is, it would work to my best advantages if the girl wasn’t entirely terrified of me.

I can’t help but wonder what it is she’s dreaming about to cause herself such inner turmoil. Perhaps… Could she be dreaming of me? Is it my image that causes her body to shiver? My appearance that makes her silken skin break out into a panicked sweat? My mocking sneer that forces those delicious tears to flow down her cheeks?

I can only hope so.

I remember the first time I introduced myself to her; at the time she had been such a bold and insolent child, yet she still was able to keep up an aura of innocence. The very instant I appeared before her, her wide eyes narrowed slightly and she frowned in my direction, light eyes shining with a defiance that was both irritating and exciting at the same time. It was at that moment that I realized how entertaining it would be to break her and I dedicated my life to doing just that.

“Who are you?” she questioned, her voice quivering in both fear and curiosity. “Where did you come from? And how did you get into my room?”

I blinked, surprised that she could suddenly see me when only moments before I had been invisible to her. I took a moment to ponder over this odd turn of events before I realized the girl had backed up into the corner of her room, brandishing a feather down pillow as if it were a deadly weapon. My lips slowly curled into a sinuous smirk, my tongue swept out in a fluent motion to wet my dry lips.

“Foolish child” I mocked as I took a step closer to her, causing her to press her back even further against the wall. “My true identity is of no importance as of now, but if you must call me something then you may address me as your worst nightmare. As for my origins, I come from a dimension in which all beings of my nature are born. And I’ve been with you in your room all along; I’ve been watching over you for some time now, child. Consider me your guardian angel of sorts.”

No words could possibly describe the beauty of the horror shining in her eyes at that moment. Luminescent orbs widened to a critical point, unshed tears glimmering in sheer terror at the true meaning of the words of which she couldn’t truly comprehend. Her body trembled, shivering in fright at my mere presence as goose bumps slowly appeared over her once-smooth flesh. Soft pink lips opened up in what I could only assume to be a silent scream, her pearly whites covered in a light sheen of spittle revealing themselves to me.

I could only admire this beautiful scene from afar for so long, so, with a light smirk, I slowly trudged towards her. She shrunk even further against the wall, as if she could somehow melt into the wall if she were to try hard enough. With every step I took, she pressed herself further and further against the wall and tried to hide herself behind the pillow in her arms. Even I had to admit, the sight was beyond amusing.

“Please, whoever you are, please go away.” Her eyes were shut tightly and she held the pillow in a vice-like grip as a temporary source of comfort. “Just go away and leave me alone!” she shouted. A lone tear slowly streamed down her silken cheek to her chin before it gracefully dripped upon the carpet.

What a waste of a perfectly delectable tear.

I was now close enough to her that I could hear her shallow breathing coming out in slow, shallow breaths; I could feel her heartbeat pounding against her chest in a terror-induced frenzy. More and more tears continued to trail down her skin, making their descent down her reddened cheeks before falling to their doom on the soft carpeted floor and I could do no more than watch the descent of each crystalline drop as if in a hypnotic trance.

I slowly shook myself out of my stupor, smirking down at her shuddering form. Slowly, I extended my hand down towards her, running my fingers through her hair for the first time. It was so soft, so smooth. It was nothing like what one would expect from the darkness. She whimpered in fright, shrinking away from my cold touch as I continued to paw at her head. I gave her a final pat on the top of her head then stepped back. She stared at me warily, suspiciously, but I only chuckled darkly in response.

“Foolish child, I’ll always be with you.” And with those haunting words, I slowly disappeared from her vision, though I still never left her side.

But that was only the beginning.

It’s been so long since I’ve been able to act freely in this world. It’s been so long since I’ve been in contact with a human that knew of my presence. Surely you can imagine how lonely it must be to watch over someone for such a long period of time when they aren’t even aware of your existence. But now… now she could finally see me. Now I can freely haunt her dreams and destroy her spirit and I can take pleasure as she directs all her anger and despair towards me… and herself.

It’s a delightful feeling when someone specifically directs their hate towards you, but it’s simply a beautiful thing when you cause someone so much pain that they begin to hate them self. I consider it one of my finest accomplishments.

Still, I can’t imagine why she has such a qualm against being a vessel of darkness. I can’t comprehend why she can’t stand to be the cause of others’ pain. …And I haven’t a clue as to why she has no desire to use the dark power within her to destroy the light.

She really is a sensitive child. Too sensitive for her own good.

I sighed as I stared down at her shivering body. She tossed and turned and she moaned in fright, trying so hard to escape a figment of her own imagination in a land of her own creation. I continued to stroke my fingers through her silky hair and took pleasure in her frightened expression as it grew at my mere touch. If this is the reaction I gain from her subconscious mind… One can only imagine the reactions I could get from her when she’s fully awake.

As if in response to my thoughts, her eyelids started to twitch. Slowly, she opened them, blinking them a few times to try and get the sleep out of her eyes. When her vision had finally cleared and she saw me staring down at her, she turned away, ignoring me as I continued to run my fingers through her soft tresses.

She really did have nice hair.

“Enjoy your dreams, child?” I asked in my usual mocking tone, enjoying the way she visibly flinched as I spoke to her.

She turned back towards me and smiled; the usual fake, melancholic smile. “They were pleasant enough” she lied through her teeth, her smile faltering the slightest bit.

She’s known me for all this time and she still thinks that she can hide things from me? What a foolish, stupid child she is. The darkness may be able to keep secrets from the light-dwelling imbeciles she used to associate with, but she can’t hide it from someone who was raised in the darkness. My night vision can easily penetrate the darkness and see through her deception.

She turned away from me again, directing her attention towards the white, white walls of her padded room. It’s almost cute how she looks towards them for comfort. She feels that these walls serve as some sort of protection to the outside world; she feels that they are used to keep the darkness at bay. When shall she realize that these walls hold no purpose? They are no more than a minor inconvenience. Soon, once she realizes her true potential, once she fully gives in to the darkness within herself, these walls will fall down, along with the rest of the light in the world. Soon, darkness will envelop the world and evil shall triumph once and for all.

But, until that time comes, all I can do is torment away what’s left of her innocence. Until the time comes for the darkness to rise, I’ll have to tease her and taunt her and make her life a living hell. And by doing so, I’ll extinguish what little is left of the light.

And there she sat, staring at the light, entranced by its beauty, slowly being seduced by it into a state of blissful ignorance. I felt a growl start to develop low in my throat. This child belongs to the darkness, and I’ll make sure she never returns to the light of day.

Never.

“Why is it that you long for the light?”

“Isn’t it the nature of the darkness to desire what it cannot have?”

“Exactly. You cannot have the light, nor can you be a part of the light. That is why you must destroy it. The light has rejected you; it has turned you away. Learn to hate it, despise it, loathe it. The light has abandoned you; it has abandoned the darkness. No matter how hard the darkness tries, no matter how much the darkness may want to, it can never return to the light. All the darkness can do is seek revenge on the light. The darkness must swallow up the light of day until there is no more.”

She stared at me, her eyes sad and filling with unshed tears. “Why can’t the darkness and the light live together in peace? Why has the light rejected the darkness?”

I smirked, my sharp features darkening as I stared at her with cold, sadistic orbs of crimson. “Because who would ever accept the darkness? Who would ever want something as evil and tainted and hated as the darkness? Who would ever want to accept someone as evil and tainted and hated such as you? No, no one could possibly love or care for you. No one could possibly love the darkness.”

She sat there and stared at me as she slowly allowed my words to sink in and crawl under her skin. Her smile had slowly but surely transformed into a small frown and I found large, watering eyes staring at me. “You’re right. No one could ever love me; no one could ever love the darkness. Not even the light.” She sighed as she turned away from me, the motion causing a stray tear to fall from her eyes. “Especially not the light…”

I smirked. I gripped the girls chin, gently yet firmly, and forced her into eye contact with me. Slowly, in a gesture of affection that doesn’t truly exist for her, I wiped away the salty trail her tear had left. “You know what you must do…”

“I must… destroy the light?”

The corners of my lips curled as my smirk widened at her answer. Ignoring how she turned the statement into a question, I patted her head lightly. “You must do what must be done” I stated simply, allowing her to be able to find the answer on her own. I wanted her to learn to walk down the path of darkness without my guidance.

“…I understand.”

Despite how much I detest the light, one thing about it has always fascinated me. White is a color that represents the light; it represents purity and innocence. And yet… white is the color that is the easiest to stain, to taint. Once it is stained, it’s nearly impossible to restore it back to its pure state. You can try to destroy the stain, you can try to hide the stain, but it will always remain; even if all that’s left is a small, discolored mark, it shall always remain and the white will never be pure again.

It’s so easy to stain the light; to taint it, to dirty it.

I pulled the girl toward me in a fake sign of affection, allowing her to rest her chin against my shoulder as she cried hysterically, letting out all her tears as she sobbed and sniffled and wept like she’s never done so before. I held her whimpering form in a comforting manner, smirking to myself as I once again allowed my fingers to run through her silky soft tresses.

It’s easy to stain the light… But it’s even easier to turn it into the darkness. All you need to do is make sure you stain the light with dark, dark blood. The dark, dark blood of someone living within the light.

The time of transformation is approaching sooner than she thinks…

End.

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And that's the end of Part 2 of the story. Now, you all know it can't just end there. >:D

And sorry this wasn't as good as the original. >.> I wasn't feeling as angsty when I wrote it. Also, I'm not very good at potraying evil people. ^_^; Well, I hope you enjoyed it.
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Tuesday, August 15, 2006

   One word, peeps: Woot-ness
Well, nothing's really happened since my last update other than my church's pipe to the septic tank over-flowing so now whenever someone flushes the toilet then water comes out in the front yard. xD Lol. I was the one that noticed the water flowing from the grass down the sidewalk.

I worked on a video today and made a cute Yugioh animation thingy. I'm going to try and post it from Photobucket.com so Andyouthinkimcrazy can see it, hopefully.

And make sure you watch even after the credits are over in order to see more bad lip-synching! xD



The site messed up the pics a bit and made the lip-synching even worse. Oh well, I still like this video.

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Friday, August 11, 2006

   I shall add you to my jar of SOULS!
Hiya everyone! Sorry for the lack of... being around. I've been very busy for such a lazy loam, yup yup! *Nods head* I've been working, and hanging out with friends and actually having a SOCIAL LIFE! O___O *GAAASSSSP!*

I know, it shocked me too.

And in all my spare time I've been reading, writing, or drawing. Speaking of drawing, I added five piccies today! One I drew by hand, the rest were experiments on MS Paint. I know that program is crap but I'm learning to love it. It's simple to use for a brain-dead reatrded monkey like me, so that's good enough. Other programs may be better but they're much to complicated for my little peanut-sized brain to comprhend. xD

I'm happy cuz next week my bestest buddy Sam is coming over to spend the night. Last time she came over all we did was watch Flash videos on my computer because she doesn't have DSL at her house. We'll probably watch the 4tth Inuyasha movie together because it has hot silvery-haired men in their. x3 Lisa-chan, you would get along with her. She's a huge rabid Yaoi fan girl as well, though she thinks that it's weird when people pair the yamis and hikaris together in Yu-Gi-Oh fanfiction. Still, you'd like her.

Oooh, ooh! Guess what?! I don't have to watch Amanda anymore! YAY! *Dances around* She's a nice girl, but I like being able to sleep in thank you very much! x3 I missed having free time to spend with myself... doing nothing.

And here's a really, crap-tac-u-lsr video I made. It was my first attempt at an animation, thus explaining the poorly-drawn character and the lack of a plot. >.> Lol. Say hello to Toma-chan! ^___^



I'll be honest, a lot has happened since I've been on the site, but I'll never be able to remember it all, so let's just pretend I was stuck in the cookie jar for all that time, okay? Cuz I like cookies... *Drools*

Speaking of cookies, I should probably eat something now. I haven't eaten anything all day and it's... *Looks at clock* Almost Seven o' clock at night. That's not healthy, even if I do sleep until noon. Remember kids, eat your food or I'll sneak in through the doggy-door and devour your soul with a cork-screw. *Nods head* Yup, I'm crazy like that. ^_____^ YAY! *Runs off to eat souls... -I mean, a tofu burger or crap like that...*
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Wednesday, August 2, 2006

   TAG! I'm it!
Lolly-chan tagged me! …Like, two days ago. Sorry Lolly, but I’m a lazy loam. A slow lazy loam. TT__TT

1. Do you like animals?

Yes, I do. I love animals but I don’t love when they lick their naughty parts and then try to stick their tongue down my throat. Yes, they literally try to do that. >.>; Eww. Bestiality is wrong. Erg, I mean “inter-species erotica” is wrong. Lol. I watched the movie Clerks 2…

2. Have you ever met an online friend in person?

Nope, not unless I met them in person before I met them online. Online people are scary. Just look at me!

3. Are you athletic?

Aha… ahahaha AHAHAHAHAHAHAHA! Next question. >.>;

4. Are you: thin, fat, athletically built etc:

Umm, I think I’m average. But my friends say I’m thin…

5. How much do you weigh?

110 pounds, give or take.

6. What's your height?

Um, 5’3” I think.

7. Shoe size?

I think I’m a woman’s 8 ½ or a 9. Right now I’m wearing a Males 7 shoe. x3 Yush, my feet are big.

8. Girls- are you tomboyish, girly, normal, etc?

Well, I don’t wear dresses or skirts very often but I wouldn’t consider myself a tomboy. I’m just me. I am me. Me I am. I do not like green eggs and ham. xD Lol.

9. Guys- Are you girly, or guyish?

Uh… *Looks under the waistband of my pants* I’m pretty sure I’m a girl…

10. How old are you?

15 ½

11. When's your birthday?

December, 7, 1990

12. Do you like to receive giftart?

Yes, but I feel guilty asking for anything or receiving anything. I even feel guilty when I get birthday presents… >.>;

13. Are you sociable?

I’d say so. I’m usually shy when I meet a person for the first time but it doesn’t take very long for me to warm up to people.

14. Do you have many friends?

I have several friends, even more acquaintances, and then I have the best internet buddies in the world! *Huggles her many internet friends*

15. What's your race?

NASCAR! No, seriously, I’m a Martian. O_O

16. Do you like to talk on the phone?

Only with very close friends. I hate talking on the phone to my parents or to strangers, though it’s fun to mess with salespeople.

17. Are you single or taken?

Single and loving it, babe! xD So I’m perfectly free to be an anime whore!

18. Do you eat meat?

Nope. I’m a vegetarian. Feel free to make fun of me for it. My friends and family do all the time. Lol. xD

19. Are you paranoid?

O_o Why do YOU wanna know? IT’S NONE OF YOUR BUSINESS! Dx Lol. Yes.

20. Do you read a lot?

Do fanfictions count? O_o

21. Do you listen to music, what kind?

Yes, and I listen to just about any kind except for most rap and most country, though I do make a few exceptions.

22. Do you play any instruments?

I used to play piano and the snare drum, but I hated piano and my drumming instructor never even listened to me practice. Ever. He would just hand me a sheet of beginner’s music and make me play it while he left the room to go out and drink coffee by his car. I quit because I didn’t like paying a man to go drink coffee. TT__TT And it wasn’t like I was bad! I had practiced before but he never at any point of his life listened to me play! *Rants on and on about evil drumming instructors*

23. How long have you been drawing?

Um, actually I only started drawing a little less than two years ago. I remember seeing the cutest picture of a Yugioh chibi on a Japanese doujinshi site and I wanted to be able to draw cute things like that and so I’ve been drawing ever since. Before that day the extent of my drawing skills had been stick figures and circles that I turned into people… >.>

24. What’s the meaning of life?

Your mom.

25. Now tag five of your friends!

I was never did like the game tag. How about this, if any of my friends read this and want to post their answers to these questions on their sites than be my guests. ^____^

And my mom is yelling at me to get off the internet again. I'll be sure to check out everyone's sites tomorrow if I remember. >.> Lol.
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Monday, July 31, 2006

NOTHING!
Absolutely nothing is going on with my life. I'll I've been doing is watching Amanda, getting on the internet, and playing Playstation. There must be more to life than this... though I certainly hope there isn't.

This is why I love the summer time. It allows you time to appreciate a simple lifestyle before you're forced to return to the hectic lifestyle of school (college included). I have to admit, I'm not looking forward to my future. I enjoy being in high school and I don't wanna go to college. I mean, I want to get a better education but it's so expensive and I don't do anything special that could get me a scholarship or anything... -_-; *Sigh* And then after college I'll have to get a job but you can't get a good job without experience so I'll have to do grunt work before I can ever get a good job. Not to mention I want to become a novelist but it's nearly impossible to be able to live off of the money I might make off that alone, unless I somehow become more popular than J.K. Rowling.

Then, who knows if I even have a future to be nervous about? What if the end of the world is approaching already? I mean, with all the hate and war that's spreading like wildfire, whose to say that someone won't blow up the world? Not to mention the town where I live is very close to Camp David and only a couple hours away from Washington D.C. We could be dead tomorrow.

@___@ In case you couldn't tell, the future brings me great grief and anxiety. Sometimes I wish I could freeze time and be a simple-minded teenage girl forever. TT__TT I don't wanna grow up! *Sigh* Oh how I miss the simplicity and innocence of childhood.

But, I guess this means that we need to enjoy life while we can before it all passes us by. We need to live our lives to the fullest. Spend time with your friends and family, find a job that you enjoy doing rather than one you hate that pays the bills, and make sure you take time to smell the flowers.

Well, sorry about stressing out and ranting, but sometimes I just feel the need to explode and get everything off of my chest. Thanks for lending an ear... er, eye. O_o

Oh, and I was bored this morning so here's a video I made of Yami Yugi singing about OJ Simpson. xD


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Sunday, July 30, 2006

   Not much going on with my life...
Nothing really happened today. I went to church, made brownies with my mom, and then I worked on another video for Youtube.

I'd like to apologize now to anyone that couldn't see my previous youtube video either because it takes too long to load or because it's blocked from your computer. (TT__TT I'm sorry Lisa-chan!)

Well, here's another video I made. I doubt you'll find the audio I used for this video anywhere else; it's on a CD that my brother-in-law and a few other struggling artists made up. They just did this little song/chant thing for fun and I thought it was funny so I made a video of it. They also wrote a song about OJ Simpson (If you don't know who he is then google him. I don't feel like explaining) and I'll probably make a video of that too. xD

Well, here's my newest video.



Oh! I found beer in my brother's fridge when I was looking for a bottle of soda for a friend. >.> He's not supposed to drink beer, he's still too young. *Sigh* College has tainted his mind. -_-; ...And that was expensive beer too. He needs to save money for textbooks and gas and he's using it to buy expensive beer. What an idiot. My mom saw it too and instead of confronting my brother about it she just hid the beer to see if my brother will ask about it. xD Sometimes I love that woman.

Well, nothing else to really talk about, so I'm gonna go read fanfiction. YAY! ^___^
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Friday, July 28, 2006

Nevermind, here's the video I made!
Um, in the post just below this I asked for people to click on the link to see the video, but it's right here so now you have one less button to click! ARen't you lucky you lazy little moo cows?! xD Lol.

And just so you know, this video isn't anti-Anzu. I lover her, but I wanted to try and create her reaction for if she were to discover how many fangirls hate her. By the way, all of the voices in the video were done by me, but none of them really sound like my normal voice. >.>;


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   I'm a Lazy Loam
Well, I really have no excuse why I haven't been on the site for a while except that I've been very busy with th seizure girl lately. Well, that AND I got a new PS2 game. I bought InuYasha; The Secret of the Cursed Mask about three days ago and I beat it last night. :3 It was fun because my character fell in love with Miroku. What's funny is that I wanted her to fall in love with Inuyasha. -_-; Lol. Oh well! So now I'm playing the game again and I'm going to try and make my character fall in love with Inuyasha and then maybe I'll beat the game as a male character. But, yeah... that game is as addictive as snorting pixie sticks... which I suggest you don't try because that burns like hell. -3-; Lol.

Well, today I watched Amanda, aka the seizure girl (and no, that name is not meant to be an insult, it's just so you'll know who I'm talking about.) Today she had her first seizure since I've been watching her. My mom was driving us to the mall because she wanted to see Monster House and while my mom was driving Amanda had a seizure. It wasn't anything bad though. Amanda has a special case of seizures in which she walks in a circle, but since she was sitting in the car with her seatbelt on she couldn't do that so she just kind of jerked to the side a bit. It wasn't scary at all. Actually, at first I hadn't even realized she was having a seizure. I thought she was dancing to the music on the radio... (Yes, I AM that dense) but after a couple of seconds she snapped out of it. She was so cute today though. She got upset because her father told me that she wasn't allowed to get any candy so she was pouting all day. It's hard to believe she's 18, but she's still very mature and self-sufficient for a special needs kid. ^___^ And I guess she likes me because she's inviting me to her 19th birthday party.

O_o It's really weird watching someone that's three and half years older than you.

Well, today I posted a crappy MS Paint picture of a chibi Cloud's head and a picture of Ryou Bakura if he were a Sea Nympth. O_o Yes, I'm weird. Thank you very much.

I've also recently joined YouTube.com. I don't have limewire so I can't download scenes, but I've been making use of the many pictures I've found over the internet and MS Paint. Here's a link to my most recent and (in my opinion) best video; Anzu Rant Please watch this video and tell me what you think. ^___^

And that's about it. Yup, that's my sad, pathetic excuse for a life. HOORAY! Now if you'll excuse me, I have to go snort pixie sticks- I MEAN CRACK! ...Er, wait... I mean... I have to go help the elderly cross the street. Yeah, that's it. Help the elderly... <.< >.>
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