Wednesday, January 11, 2006

Okay, get this: Apparently, the weight room in my school is closed for right now, because my gym teacher walked in on some people fucking in there 7th period. THAT'S SICK! WHY WOULD ANYONE FUCK IN SCHOOL, IN SCHOOL HOURS, WHEN TEACHERS ARE AROUND?! Gaaah... I'm sickened. I dunno who it was. I'll have to look at bulletin tomorrow to see who has 10+ days of OSS. What a couple idiots. So, onto less exciting topics, I went to the mall yesterday and got manga... I got the first volume of: Angel Sanctuary, Diablo, Berserk, and Samurai Deeper Kyo. (There was a buy 3 get 4th free sale or I wouldn't have bought anything). So far I've only read Berserk... I love it. It, and it's "mature readers, 18+" warning on the back. I just don't like that it's $13.95. Fuckin' expensive Dark Horse publishers... I was gonna get Hellsing 1, but they didn't have it... I was gonna get Demon Diaries 1, but they didn't have it. So I thought, to hell with it. Just sample a bunch of crap. So I got a bunch of stuff. YAY. Anybody know anything about those four? Pros, cons, stuff like that? I think once I use up my gift cards, I'm not gonna buy anything else. I'm gonna collect all the money given to me until like, August, then have my dad take me school shopping... Let him buy me whatever he's gonna get me, then I'll go to hot topic with the $250 I accumulated since Christmas (could be more, I dunno. If I never spend it? It might get up to $400)... And hey! I'm planning on getting a job this summer. It'd probably be like, $6.50 an hour or something, but come on. That's around $100 a week... Summer's 10-12 weeks... Yeeha. But, I'm not making plans around that. So anyways... yay for Berserk, boo for fucking in school... I'm gonna go write. ~SJ

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Tuesday, January 10, 2006

GO LOOK AT THE NEW ART! VOTE AND COMMENT, TOO! It's only one picture, but I want feedback. I did it in school. Didn't spend a minute on it at home. It's an idea for a creature in a story I've been thinking of writing. Not a fanfic. But a story. No Shadow. It'd be Raj (whose name I just typoed "jar") and Artair... Anyways, yeah. I've kinda actually got ideas for this. Like, a plot sort of thing. Creative writing is really good for me. It's a class period in school full of people like me. Hyper, creative, fairly intelligent people, where the entire point of the class is to be creative and intelligent. YAY CREATIVITY! God knows the rest of my classes suppress the damn thing... "YOU DON'T HAVE TIME TO BE CREATIVE IN THIS CLASS! JUST SIT, SHUT UP, AND LISTEN TO MY ANNOYING VOICE!" Okay, I have never had a teacher say that, but that's how I see it. They're always telling you what to do.. what not to do... and it's not condusive to a constructive atmosphere. Goes for parents, too... Though, mine isn't here right now... She's babysitting. XD My dad should be coming along sometime to take me shopping. I'm thinking, Hot topic. I just feel like buying clothes, and nowhere else really has much that appeals to me. My body, my personality... They have to be in synch. Not really, but I say they do, dammit. I could be wearing pink spandex and---probably not be able to be myself at all. Screw it. Body, personality, get along. Get along very well, and spawn children. That's what my stories are, you know. They are what is born from my body (typing) and my personality/mind (doing that "thinking" thing)... So, my body and mind must have many children to make you people happy. Current playlist (aka, I'm recommending these songs): Posed to Death - The Faint Glass Danse - The Faint Agenda Suicide - The Faint Soul Meets Body - Death Cab for Cutie Wings of a Butterfly - HIM Juicebox - The Strokes YAY MUSIC! ~SJ GO LOOK AT, VOTE ON, AND COMMENT ABOUT, MY NEW PICTURE! IT'S A HORSE-CREATURE!!

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Monday, January 9, 2006

School sucks. It sucks, bites, chews, and swallows. I have math homework that I couldn't concentrate on in class, so I had to bring it home. I have a Japanese project that I'm gonna make a lot of shit up for. It's due Friday. It has to be more than one page but less than two, in Japanese, in a certain format, on certain paper. It's called a genkoyoushi or something like that.... Basically, it's paper that's got a zillion little boxes on it, and you write up to down, right to left. I had to do one earlier in the year, too. A self-introduction. This one is about how I celebrate holidays, Christmas and New Year's in particular. *heavy sigh* I don't think "I wake up, open presents, eat candy, go to my grandparent's house, then go home and sleep" will take up a page and a half, even if I do make them all separate sentences and extend them, add crap like, "I usually wake up around 9..." "I eat turkey at my grandparents'..." (I haven't eaten turkey there for a few years. Usually we just go, eat sandwiches and stuff, sing carols, and open more presents. See the joys of bullshitting?) "My presents are usually movies and music..." I don't even know how to say "usually"... Well, maybe if I bothered looking in my notebook I would... I hate school. I also have to read two chapters of 'To Kill a Mockingbird'... One of them is really fucking long... Fucking stupid book. On the upside, my friend had bought 'Memoirs of a Geisha' and lent it to me since she's not gonna read it anytime soon... I read the translator's note and about five pages so far. *rolls eyes* But the translator's note was three pages long. Let's see what else... My dad said he'd take me to the mall tomorrow... Party o shimasu for that... I'm gonna do all my homework for the next couple days tonight, so that means, I'm gonna stop writing here, and go work on my story so I don't feel like I HAVE to stay on the computer until 10:00 tonight... At which time I'd take a shower, do my math, and read two chapters of a book, then feel the need to work a little on my blow-off-steam story that's in a notebook under my bed, then I'd want to read 'Obsidian Butterfly', and then it'd be 2 AM and I'd be fucked up and sleep in school tomorrow. YAY! Go to the nurse... "I feel like shit--take mushrooms..." and sleep for a few classes. YEEHA! I've never done that, but apparently the nurse lets you. If you feel sick, you just go lay there and sleep. ^_^ ~SJ

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Saturday, January 7, 2006

I hate whiney people! I wish life was a cartoon purely so I could go all cartoony and jump out a window when people complain to me, and I wouldn't die. And so I could be even more random and weird than I am now. I'm not SATISFIED with my level of weirdness! I strain to be... WEIRDER! Anyways, I just got back from seeing 'Yours, Mine, and Ours' about half an hour ago... I know, it came out in November, but my local theatre got it, so I saw it. The only reason I wanted to see it was cuz it had Drake Bell in it... *sigh* I'm sickeningly pathetic. But, I saw the Drake & Josh movie that was on Friday night... It was funny. I'm amazed that my mother let me watch it even though there was something on that she wanted to watch. ...Maybe secretly she found Drake & Josh amusing... But she called it a "teenybobber" movie... I think she was just trying to act like she hadn't found it slightly amusing. Anyways, enough about Nickelodian movies... I am tired. I want to go to sleep and sleep until I have to wake up for school. So, about 32 hours. YAY! Maybe I'll actually go to sleep tonight instead of, like... writing or whatever. I was falling asleep in front of the computer last night, writing... But not my stories, it was something spewed from my new characters for Creative writing. The bounty hunter and the assassin. XD They hate each other and try to kill each other... I should proof another chapter and update again on Sunday or something, since my third chapter was really short. I had no idea it was so short or I would have posted sooner... It took about two seconds to proof. Even WITH multi-tasking. Whatever. Pardon me while I pass out and die. ~SJ

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Friday, January 6, 2006

  

I came home and talked like, 300 words a minute to my mother, but now I can't remember what I said to write 300 words a minute to you guys. Terrible, aren't it? We'll try to remember. We'll run through my day. Biology: Took a quiz. Got 4 out of 5 right... Sat and did nothing memorable for the rest of the class period. Gym: Didn't change clothes. Spent the period sitting off to the side watching the stupidity of hormone-driven teenage males as they played dodgeball. FLIC: Watched the last five minutes of Crash. Sat and felt miserable the rest of the time. I'm sick. Have been all week. Runny nose, sore throat. Japanese: First, I received this adorable little dog charm for good luck, since it is the year of the dog. I spent the first half of the period jingling it, and popping the bubble wrap it had come in, and generally being hyper and annoying the population of the room (as in, three other people). Then... Then, I went into the next room, and we had conversation... I made a horrible error in my speech. Terribly hilarious. We were stating places, purpose for going there, and who we went with, and the conversation teacher is like, "Can you say you went to a Japanese resturant to eat sushi? All together." So we're like, "Nihon no resutoran ni sushi o tabeni ikimashita." then she's like, "Can you add that went with your mother and father?" and this is where I made my horrid mistake. I was staring at this sheet of paper that had another sentence on it, and I was just staring and staring at the "shi" part... So I said, "Chichi to haha to nihon no resutoran ni sushi o shini iki-- TABENI ikimashita!!" Me and my best friend cracked up laughing hysterically... Lord... that sentence, using "shini" instead of "tabeni" translates it basically to "I went to a Japanese resturant with my dad and mom to do sushi." I think I slapped myself in the face. It was horrible. Cuz lately I've been saying things like "party o shimasu" all the time and have slipped up so many times and said like, "cookie o shimasu" (do the cookie) and one time I looked at my dog and thought "puppy o tabemasu"... AGH! I'm NOT going to eat my puppy. Foreign languages are so much fun. So then I went back into the other room where I'd been annoying people and wrote up on the board, in Japanese, the thing about doing sushi... The Japanese 1 kid thinks I have mental issues already. ...That certainly didn't improve matters. But I gave him my half-popped bubble wrap today, so he should appreciate that! XD Lol. He likes Naruto and takes martial arts classes. Otherwise, the only thing I know about him is his name. Moving right along... Lunch: Got harassed. Lunch is only half an hour long, but it's the most active half hour of the day. I get so much accomplished during lunch. I mean... I got harassed, insulted, molested, claimed as a wife, dominant, submissive, apparently found out I had sex with one of my friends (my "husband") last night and used the whip and handcuffs another friend apparently gave me... My friend tried to kiss my hand and after pulling back for a few minutes, I thrust my fist forward suddenly (he was holding onto my hand with both of his) and punched him in the mouth (so it didn't hurt that bad, but the fact remains, it was funny). Let's see... I think I might have called my "husband" my bitch... Yes, he's my bitch. Let's see what else... He told me his dad walked in on him watching porn... We won't expand on that one... Um. Some other crap happened, but I don't remember what all. World Cultures: Studied for my math test, stared off into space while my teacher talked about Caesar and Octavian... Math: Took a test. Looked at assigned homework and decided not to do it. Creative writing: Wrote. Listened to music. Discovered that thinking of my characters as my "babies" isn't extremely abnormal. My teacher said that you should think of your characters as your children. (I do). I call them my babies... I was thinking of a particular one at the time, his name is Raj, and he's a bounty hunter... I took a liking to him when I created him... He's sort of a Dante/Yusuke/Hiei/Inuyasha/unknown hybrid. Basically, guns and swords solve everything, he doesn't think too much, people annoy him, he's extremely impulsive, he has a companion that's a wolf, he lives in a fantasy world that's gonna contain some of my sister's pets if she'll let me use them, and he's poor, doesn't have good family relations, and doesn't bathe often enough. ^_^ I like him. He's my baby. But anyways, we were writing, and the bell rang before I was halfway done, and I had to turn it in. *cries violently* I might write the story with Raj, though. And this other guy I created from the same timeline, named Artair, which means something cool in some language... as does Raj... but I can't remember what. Raj's wolfy companion's name is Zev, which, appropriately, means "wolf" in Hebrew or something. English: Was violently forced to read out loud from 'To Kill a Mockingbird.' It was mostly dialogue, and if you've ever read that, you know, they say things like, "I ain't never seen 'em." and shit like that... I had to say "nigger"... Said it before I realized it. It was in the dialogue. Then I stopped and was like, "Shit." (not out loud). But my teacher was just all solemnly like, "That word will be popping up throughout this book, and hopefully it won't offend anyone..." In the last ten minutes of hte period, I realized I didn't have my Japanese workbook and I needed that for a project due next Friday, so when the bell rang I went down to the Japanese room and it was shut and locked. I went out to my bus and we were barely gone and I was like, "I forgot my math book. Shit." Then my sister's like, "Oh well." and I'm like, "Yep." Life goes on. Life... CONTINUE-ETH. Anyways. So. I... Hate school. My math test, I had to know the degrees, radians, cosines, sines, and tangents, for 16 points on a circle, by memory. It was a piece of cake. There were two other pages, but if you knew the circle, you could get those no problem. I also had 3 bonus points from the game yesterday, so I say, I got 103 at least. YAY! I have a 99 in the class, too. So, I'm gonna have a 100 in the class. Party o shimasu! Anyways, I've got people to do and things to see. Who watched the Yuuyami Suicide video that I recommended? Well, you should. I don't know how to put them onto my site or I'd actually put it straight onto this page so all you had to do was click. But, go to YouTube and put in a search at the top. Yuuyami Suicide. It's hot. ^_^ ~SJ

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Thursday, January 5, 2006

Children... Let's all go watch this video on YouTube. It's called "Yuuyami Suicide". Put in a search. Watch it. The song is cool, the singer is sexy, the video is hot. It's a little dark, or at least the one I watched was, but, life could get worse. (It's not really appropriate for children, so I should have said, "Teenagers and adultish people, let's all go watch this...") Now I'm watching a Gackt music video... Gackt is such a prettyboy. ^_^ ~SJ

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Lookie! Isn't he adorable? XD ~SJ

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Wednesday, January 4, 2006

k-O

Some movie comments. I'm probably gonna see Yours, Mine, and Ours sometime soon.. It's been out for a long time, hasn't it? But I might go to see it. Did any of you see it? Is it any good? I've never seen any previews for it, but apparently it has Drake Bell in it from Drake & Josh, and I like him, so, there ya go. Reason enough for me. And also, it's comedy... Comedy's good. Another movie comment: Anyone seen a trailer for a movie called 'Happy Feet'? I think it looks cute. I dunno when it comes out, but it looks cute. ^_^ Dancing penguins. XD I wanna see it. ^_^ Yay! for being in a theatre full of 5-year-olds. For japanese, I had to write my New Year's Resolution. I said that I wanted to write a book this year, or at least start one. XD I should. Start a book. Yep yep! Speaking of writing, did I tell you all that my journal in creative writing got stolen? People are stupid. I don't give a crap, cuz I don't remember anything that was written in there... The only thing I remember is, I swore a few times and had to scribble it out, and I wrote about how people in my math class were talking about how hot my world cultures teacher is... Other than that, I don't think I wrote anything in there that would be even midly itneresting. I mean, seriously. Do people think I care if they read my school-appropriate 'journal' and spread rumours about me? They could say things like, I'm not a virgin, I'm a whore, and I want to chain people up and fuck them... and how will that hurt my feelings? It won't. I'm a virgin, I'm not a whore, but I DO wa-- Um, yeah. So, they used to spread rumors like, "Omigod, she's a lesbian!" and I'm like... WAHHH! THEY CALL ME LEZBIAN!" but now, I'd play along. Be like, "So what if I am?" I'm not, but when you deny it, they don't believe you either, so, why not just freak them out and go along with it? it works so much better than getting freaked. "She's a lesbian!" "So what if I am?" "She's a dominatrix!" "Heh heh... Yes, and?" It's just so much fun to freak people out. Good news, though. I got my own locker now. PAATII O SHIMASU! It's not too far from my other locker, is closer to my best friend's locker, and, in the long run, will not be any real inconvenience at all. I'm not gonna carry my bag for a while, though... But, once I start getting irritated with carrying books, I'll be like, "Fuck it." and continue carrying my bag. See what they say about it, dammit. Probably'd gimme detention. Wrose case scenario. Ah well. Worse things could happen then getting a wee lil' smudge on my record. I could always get kicked out for weeks for something horrid... Do colleges look at your detention records before accepting you? Doesn't matter. I'm a saint. (I type this as my music screams "motherFUCKER!" Gotta love System of a Down) Leaving now. ~SJ

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Tuesday, January 3, 2006

  

Okay, so I'm not innocent. I'm a little devil. That said, let me speak. Or rather, type. Silence! My creative writing assignment is to have 6 original, different characters turned in on Friday. I have three created, and three others in mind. PARTY O SHIMASU! I'm not sure whether to realize the OOC mess I've turned Hiei into, or create a different character, or what... I'll figure it out without your help. You're so unhelpful! I got water sprayed on me at lunch today. It was kinda hilarious. Then some freshman girl called me her bitch. That was scary. She said, "Don't spray water on her, she's my bitch!" *cries in terror* Anyways, so, I'm having great fun creating characters... Only problem is, when we get done with characters, we'll probably move on to plots, and plot is something I'm not as good with. Damn. Oh well. I'm sick today. My throat hurts, and random other complaints. My older sister was sick, yesterday, and feels worse today, so, YAY for probably feeling worse tomorrow! *heavy sigh* Oh well. I don't think I'm doing anything important tomorrow. I got talked to about carrying my messenger bag today... Some stupid old hag math teacher reported me. What a hag. I'm not gonna carry it the rest of this week, then I'm gonna bring it back next week and see what they say. Stupid bitches. HAHAHAHA! Well, my back hurts, so, I'm gonna go eat some cookies. ...The two have nothing to do with each other, but, I have to stand up to get the cookies, so I won't be sitting like the hunchback of notre dame anymore and making my back hurt. and my knees hurt cuz I'm sitting on my feet, and my throat hurts cuz it has germs... my muscles in my arms/shoulders hurt cuz of this one machine I used in gym class where you put your arms out and draw these two handles in so they're together in front of your chest... I overdid it. I actually TRIED. *heavy sigh* It's a sin. Well, ja mata. Off to create and destroy. ~SJ

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Monday, January 2, 2006

AGH!

WHAT IS WRONG WITH YOU PEOPLE?! I made one little offhand comment that my friend had a dream my best friend died, and two people told me to imagine her being TORTURED TO DEATH! I'd really rather NOT, if it's all the same to you. God... I'll imagine anybody in the world being tortured, just not my friends and family. Jesus Christ... Psychos. *shakes head* If there's ever gonna be torture in my life, it'll likely be either me getting it, or me dishing it out. But not my friends. Now. I'm calm. That just kinda horrified me like all hell that people are cruel enough to tell an innocent person like me to imagine basically having my entire life ruined. Or ended, for that matter. Anyways, so, on to other shitty topics, I am on a writing high. Yes, that is a shitty topic. Remember how I stayed up until 4:30 for two nights? Did I not mention that? Well, I did. I stayed up until 4:30 for two nights, and after an hour or two of doing I-don't-remember-what, I wrote for about an hour nonstop. Insane. That was Friday and Saturday nights. Sunday night (last night), I wrote until about 12:40, something having nothing to do with my stories and you will never see it cuz it has no plot, but, I shouldn't have done it, cuz I wrote until 12:40, fell asleep after 1, woke up, got ready for school, spent ten minutes writing random crap to the random little mind blob thingy, and all I could think about all day today was the little thingy I started writing to blow off some steam. That's *all* I could think of today. I totally zoned out in all my classes. In creative writing, the lord was kind and allowed me to actually spew some creativity, but it wasn't a good creative thing. It gave me more ideas of stuff to write. It was a little thing for 'indirect characterization'... The only characters I've been creating lately have been mob bosses, street fighters, bounty hunters, etc... Now all I need to do is think up a good plot to fit my mob bosses, street fighters, and bounty hunters into, and I'll be set. Unfortunately, they are all main characters, and mob bosses don't usually get along with bounty hunters. Usually. Unless they are the bounty hunter's employer. Not the point. Point is, I'd need two or three separate plots for those guys... Yes, they're all guys. I don't tend to create many female characters. Dunno why. I have Shadow and Eclipse. They are everything in one package (well, two...). Serious, psychotic, violent, artistic, stupid, smart, sensetive... Well, maybe not that last... Point is. I. am writing. Too much. My mind. Will not leave me the fuck alone. It says "WRITE, YOU BITCH!" and I can't really not... Since my mind, after all, controls my body and most of its functions... So I'm stuck having people and ideas and things and objects, descriptions and plots and characters and events, all floating about, bumping into each other, and wrestling around to see who will get onto paper first. *sigh* If I'm this creative for the rest of my life, I should have no problem writing novels. Lordy me... ~SJ

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