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After I had the whole thing done, my Windows Movie Maker decided not to save it. I tried every fuckin' thing to fix that, but nothing helped. Finally I gave it up for lost and downloaded a different editor and remade the whole eight minute movie over again. Bleh. I was up 'till three in the morning doing it, but at least it's done.

]]> ~Kizashi-dono http://Kizashi-dono.deviantart.com/journal/26517713/ http://Kizashi-dono.deviantart.com/journal/26517713/ Tue, 11 Aug 2009 00:34:33 PDT
I finished watching Death Note, and now I feel inexplicably empty. Maybe I'll write some Death Note fics. I tried reading some but... Jesus Christ, has anyone here looked at FF.net's Death Note section? I swear to god, makes me want to punch a baby seal. Stupid fanbrats ruin everything. I hate it. Death Note is a supernatural crime thriller about a sociopath who wants to remake the world in his own image and more than a little demented super-detective trying to stop him. So why on earth are there so many whiny little fangirls clinging to this series, when they obviously don't have two brain cells to rub together, much less enough to comprehend it?

Gah--this is like the time I found out there was Nine-teen Eighty Four/Twilight crossover fic. I am disillusioned and disgusted.

]]> ~Kizashi-dono http://Kizashi-dono.deviantart.com/journal/26393809/ http://Kizashi-dono.deviantart.com/journal/26393809/ Wed, 05 Aug 2009 02:13:20 PDT
Anyhow, while waiting for the episodes to load, I went over my outlines for In The Wake of the War--Saelh's story, y'know. I didn't tweak them too much, but I'm no longer in love with the details of them. Ah, well, something to be cleaned up in the second draft. I'll write them as is and see what I want to do from there, I s' pose.

I hope to finish soon, so I can start the process of being rejected by publishers. I think the greatest success, for me, would not be getting War published--don't get me wrong, that'd be an amazing success, just not the greatest one I can think of. No, the thing that would make me happiest in the whole world is having people read it, and like it to the point where they care about the characters and about the world. My greatest success would be creating a fandom.

I'll be truely happy when I see people drawing fanart and writing fanfic of the things born in my skull.

]]> ~Kizashi-dono http://Kizashi-dono.deviantart.com/journal/25744455/ http://Kizashi-dono.deviantart.com/journal/25744455/ Sat, 04 Jul 2009 23:13:02 PDT
I've gotten really into plushies lately. I'm kinda proud of my cyndaquil, which I posted today here. A week or two back, I posted it on LiveJournal and reveled in the praise. I need that pick-me-up sometimes, because my art's going no where, and I don't write as often as I ought to.

Someone on LiveJournal said that I should make some more Cyndaquil and sell them on Ebay. And, y'know, I totally would. 'Cept I haven't the slightest clue how Ebay works and it kinda scares me.

I'm not feeling so depressed these days. But I am feeling useless. I can't find a job, so I feel extremely poor and restless.

There's a Ren. Faire in Oakland on the 11th and 12th, and the Guild sent me an actor's pass, so I really want to go. That is, the St. Guiles' Rennaisance Actors Guild, not the Guild of Calamitous Intent. Anyway, Rex also got an actor's pass, so we'll probably head up to the bay area for it. 'Cause, seriously, there just ain't too much else going on around here.

There was a Twilight Zone marathon going on the last few days, so I binged my brain on it. I swear to god I'm seeing sinister things everywhere I look. It's great.

Guess that's about it. Nnnng....

Happy Birthday, America.

]]> ~Kizashi-dono http://Kizashi-dono.deviantart.com/journal/24050323/ http://Kizashi-dono.deviantart.com/journal/24050323/ Fri, 03 Apr 2009 23:50:07 PDT

rorscach III by ~irishimo on deviantART

...are what's wrong with the internet. Hideous pictures heaped with praise. Also that this person recognizes Rorschach as being from the movie, and not from the GN. A quick glance at their profile page showed another picture of Rorschach--and what appeared to be the Joker--and one picture of LedgerJoker.

So, yeah. Good mood deflated. Way to go, internet. Mission accomplished.

]]> ~Kizashi-dono http://Kizashi-dono.deviantart.com/journal/23943789/ http://Kizashi-dono.deviantart.com/journal/23943789/ Sun, 29 Mar 2009 01:05:27 PDT
...

...uh... Well... Oh! I know--my birthday was about a week back. That's good times. I'm 18 now, which means I can play the lotto and submit to contracts. On the down side, I can no longer assult people and get off with just a slap on the wrist.

Unless I cry and wear a low cut shirt. I mean, I'm still a girl, so...

...we had cake on my birthday from a local bakery. It was orgasmic. But way too rich. I had to go to play practice afterwards and I was severely feeling like I was about to vomit chocolate-and-raspberry every where and all about.

I've got a sore throat now. It kinda sucks. My lungs are filled with phlegm. Also sucks. Makes it hard to swallow. But, on the plus side, tomorrow I might be getting a sewing machine. This is great news, because I severely love sewing costumes and severely hate doing it by hand.

...have I described the Harley Quinn fiasco on here, what happened on Halloween? I don't think I have, so it went a little something like this: I sewed a suit entirely by hand. It was satin. My ass got bigger in the months it took me. I spent Halloween with my ass hanging out of said suit.

I'm just glad the crotch didn't rip out.

]]> ~Kizashi-dono http://Kizashi-dono.deviantart.com/journal/23552668/ http://Kizashi-dono.deviantart.com/journal/23552668/ Fri, 06 Mar 2009 06:52:46 PST
However, there are somethings about it I didn't like... (Spoilers follow.)

First off, the end. There was no squid, no enginered alien. Just a pseudo-Dr. M light-show. Ridiculous. There's no way that would stop Russia and America from fighting. As a matter of fact, I'm inclined to believe that Russia would be more agressive if America lost its walking superweapon, only to have that weapon turn on them, as well as on the rest of the world.

Bubastis was in it. No reason, either, or explanation of her. If there's no genetically modified alien, why bother with the lynx? Hmm? She's just... there.

Also, Laurie didn't smoke. Small thing, I know, but it pissed me off a little.

Hollis Mason didn't die. Rorschach still died--but Dan saw it.

Hurm. Nothing else comes to mind that pissed me off. Which is... an acheivement. I think they did the best anyone could hope for with this movie. I know the exec.s were probably down Zach's throat on a lot of this, and all he had to point to was the Dark Knight's success. I mean, in order to make a Watchmen exactly like the book, you'd have to... have already had a Watchmen come out to be able to point to it and say, "See, people DID see the movie, despite all of this!"

]]> ~Kizashi-dono http://Kizashi-dono.deviantart.com/journal/23369488/ http://Kizashi-dono.deviantart.com/journal/23369488/ Mon, 23 Feb 2009 18:16:04 PST
Years roleplaying:
Hm... I suppose it'd be since I was... Oh, gee, maybe 11? Maybe 10. I dunno; a long time. Let's say 8 years, 'cause that sounds longest.
Male or female characters?:
Male. Female characters... Meh, I find them annoying.

Oldest character played?:
Like, what, age-wise? Uh... Kurok, I guess.

Longest character played?:
Raettonus. He's still my favourite.

Newest character?:
...a Dorumon, if that counts; if not, then Saelh.

Which character of yours would be most likely to...

Jump off a bridge?: Brecan; because he's not bright, AND because he can fly.
Get drunk and pass out?: Uh... Pike Desoto; he seems like a bit of a light weight anyway.
Kill somebody in a very unorthodox way?: ...unorthodox? I dunno what the orthodox way to kill someone is, so... Kirash. He seems like he has all sorts of nasty ways for you to die.
Be far too hyper for their own good?: Sykrahmyr.
Be raped?: Nygrim, probably.
Get lost and refuse to ask for directions?: Raettonus.
Get lung cancer?: ...also Raettonus. He's had centuries of breathing in smoke and the air of foreign worlds, so....
Star in a horror movie?: ...Brecan. As the monster.
Star in a whore movie: Kimohr Raulinn. He's a slut.
Star in a video game?: Rhylkyn. There's just something adventurous about him that makes me think he'd be the most interesting video game character.
Make the world a better place?: Lhortae Vynndha; he can't stop helping people.
Have a torrid gay love affair?: ...Oh, plenty of my characters. ...but I'll say Raettonus here.

Relate each word to a character of yours:

Love: Sir Slade
Hate: Daebrish
Money: Kimohr Raulinn
Seduction: ...also Kimohr Raulinn
Lies: Sythe
Tragedy: Raettonus
Manipulation: Kimohr Raulinn.
Violence: Raettonus.
Politics: Arkurius
Fire: Raettonus.
Ice: Shidan, on account he's the Guardian of the Icy Wastelands.

Would you ever...
Play a prostitute? Sure, why not?
Play a musician?: Saelh's a musician! ...kinda.
Play a pilot?: ...I'm not opposed to it, but I don't generally have anything to pilot.
Play a homosexual?: Certainly. In fact, I have several times.
Play a pedophile?: Sure.
Play a politician?: I've played some kings, so I think that counts...
Create a character for the sole purpose of smut?: Nope.
Play a character who commits incest?: Uh... Well, if it's for the sake of plot or something, I guess...

]]> ~Kizashi-dono http://Kizashi-dono.deviantart.com/journal/23369484/ http://Kizashi-dono.deviantart.com/journal/23369484/ Mon, 23 Feb 2009 18:15:46 PST
Years roleplaying:
Hm... I suppose it'd be since I was... Oh, gee, maybe 11? Maybe 10. I dunno; a long time. Let's say 8 years, 'cause that sounds longest.
Male or female characters?:
Male. Female characters... Meh, I find them annoying.

Oldest character played?:
Like, what, age-wise? Uh... Kurok, I guess.

Longest character played?:
Raettonus. He's still my favourite.

Newest character?:
...a Dorumon, if that counts; if not, then Saelh.

Which character of yours would be most likely to...

Jump off a bridge?: Brecan; because he's not bright, AND because he can fly.
Get drunk and pass out?: Uh... Pike Desoto; he seems like a bit of a light weight anyway.
Kill somebody in a very unorthodox way?: ...unorthodox? I dunno what the orthodox way to kill someone is, so... Kirash. He seems like he has all sorts of nasty ways for you to die.
Be far too hyper for their own good?: Sykrahmyr.
Be raped?: Nygrim, probably.
Get lost and refuse to ask for directions?: Raettonus.
Get lung cancer?: ...also Raettonus. He's had centuries of breathing in smoke and the air of foreign worlds, so....
Star in a horror movie?: ...Brecan. As the monster.
Star in a whore movie: Kimohr Raulinn. He's a slut.
Star in a video game?: Rhylkyn. There's just something adventurous about him that makes me think he'd be the most interesting video game character.
Make the world a better place?: Lhortae Vynndha; he can't stop helping people.
Have a torrid gay love affair?: ...Oh, plenty of my characters. ...but I'll say Raettonus here.

Relate each word to a character of yours:

Love: Sir Slade
Hate: Daebrish
Money: Kimohr Raulinn
Seduction: ...also Kimohr Raulinn
Lies: Sythe
Tragedy: Raettonus
Manipulation: Kimohr Raulinn.
Violence: Raettonus.
Politics: Arkurius
Fire: Raettonus.
Ice: Shidan, on account he's the Guardian of the Icy Wastelands.

Would you ever...
Play a prostitute? Sure, why not?
Play a musician?: Saelh's a musician! ...kinda.
Play a pilot?: ...I'm not opposed to it, but I don't generally have anything to pilot.
Play a homosexual?: Certainly. In fact, I have several times.
Play a pedophile?: Sure.
Play a politician?: I've played some kings, so I think that counts...
Create a character for the sole purpose of smut?: Nope.
Play a character who commits incest?: Uh... Well, if it's for the sake of plot or something, I guess...

]]> ~Kizashi-dono http://Kizashi-dono.deviantart.com/journal/23276491/ http://Kizashi-dono.deviantart.com/journal/23276491/ Wed, 18 Feb 2009 17:44:33 PST
And my picture was pretty much the worst one I saw.

So now I feel ashamed, abashed, chagrined and sheepish.

I suck so much.

]]> ~Kizashi-dono http://Kizashi-dono.deviantart.com/journal/19578314/ http://Kizashi-dono.deviantart.com/journal/19578314/ Thu, 24 Jul 2008 18:44:44 PDT
I've seen the Dark Knight three times already. I want to see it at least one more before it leaves threatres, but I'm currently broke. Such an amazing movie... Maybe my favourite ever.

On opening night, my brother and I went to the midnight showing in full Joker-face. We were the only ones. But we did see a "bat girl" (cape and belt, no cowl, regular clothes), and what appeared to be a fillipino Robin.

I'm psyched--super psyched!--about the Watchmen movie. I saw the preview for it and almost shat myself. When the trailer was over, I yelled "Whoo! Quis custodiet ipsos custodes!" ...I was the only one who seemed to know what it was, though. Every one else was silent.

As for Dark Knight itself... Wow. There are no words for that sort of greatness. I found a ringtone of the Joker saying 'why so serious' and set it on my phone. Later that day, I was at Wal Mart, looking through the posters, and I saw a really neat one of the Ledger Joker. So, I was looking through the bins for it (it wasn't there, ultimately), and I started saying to myself, "Why so serious? ...*why* so serious?" again and again.

Turned out my phone was ringing but instead of answering it, I had decided to talk along with it.

...my nerdom is showing.

]]> ~Kizashi-dono http://Kizashi-dono.deviantart.com/journal/17704491/ http://Kizashi-dono.deviantart.com/journal/17704491/ Sat, 05 Apr 2008 19:11:44 PDT
Everything has become... Empty. Distant somehow... I try to draw, but become discouraged by the thought that there's just no point in it. No one tries to convince me otherwise; I'm withering up on the inside while every one turns away. I'm still drawing, but it's empty and the drawing are empty. Drawings, writings--even roleplay. None of it has a point anymore, no matter how much I used to love it.

I've gotten into Superheroes a lot lately. Partly, this is because of Watchmen. But, partly it's because of... Ah, it seems like more effort to explain than it's worth. Everything seems that way... Oh, but anyway, it's the mythology and the meaning of superheroes that draws me to them. They... It's sort of like nostalgia, you know? There's something definate about them.

I spent my whole vacation reading the comics for the Flash, and watching his show from the 90s.

...my dad promised me a cat if I get straight As on my next report card. That would be an unlikely occurance...

*sigh*... Ever get the feeling that everything was falling apart and everyone was drawing away from you? I feel that way now. I dread each coming day, and I'm really starting to feel that it's not even worth getting up for in the morning. I look up at the weapons on my wall every morning and every night and I think to myself, "If only it weren't so messy..."

I... I think everyone has days like that, though. But mine seem to be so tightly packed together, I just don't know how I'll manage this...

...I guess all I can do is play video games, and try not to think about any of this...

]]> ~Kizashi-dono http://Kizashi-dono.deviantart.com/journal/16696426/ http://Kizashi-dono.deviantart.com/journal/16696426/ Sat, 02 Feb 2008 19:47:09 PST
I'm not a bad artist. I'm by no means the greatest, and I never will be. These things I know. I know also that there are tons of artists much, much worse than me. And on this site, no less. I know they are so bad they really haven't the right to call themselves artists. And yet, I have so few comments, favourites, or watches. Understandable. As I said, I am far from the best. I am not discouraged by this--I will try harder.

However, I've seen many people who are no where near as good as myself, and yet their watcher list goes on for miles. All because, mind you, they draw these stiff, pseudo-anime drawings. The drawings are not good, but, since they hold a dim resemblence to DBZ they're praised and favourited. This is ridiculous.

I have the same problem with fan art. People favourite when it's not good JUST because they like the fandom. It's insanity! Insanity, I tell you! This is insanity akin to voting for someone because of their party loyalties!

I see the same exact thing with writting. Bad writters on FictionPress--and there's no shortage of them--get reviews left and right, and for what? Fluff, fanservice, and empty, patched together stories with plotholes so deep it's a wonder you can't see China through them. The same goes for Fan Fiction.

I'm going insane. THIS is what discourages me. The fact that no matter how good I get, no one will give a tiny rat's ass so long as there's some bad doodle of a cat-girl to distract them.

Human beings disgust me.

]]> ~Kizashi-dono http://Kizashi-dono.deviantart.com/journal/16271276/ http://Kizashi-dono.deviantart.com/journal/16271276/ Sat, 05 Jan 2008 13:51:58 PST
I've started typing what I have done of Postmortem. I think when it's finished, and after I've been over it, I'll send it to a publisher. I can't do that with the works I've already got done--I read somewhere that publishers don't like to accept books that have already been published elsewhere, because they loose first liscensing rights. This goes even for something on FictionPress. I don't really think Postmortem will get published... But it's worth a shot, I think. I kind of like it. Maybe others will...

I dunno, I don't feel too optomistic about it, I guess. But then, I don't feel to optomistic about anything just now... I really ought to finish my half of the art trade for Aermis. I feel terrible that I don't have it done yet, but I want it to look good, and I keep messing up...

*sigh* Can't go back to sleep... I'd better get back to writing...

]]> ~Kizashi-dono http://Kizashi-dono.deviantart.com/journal/15395379/ http://Kizashi-dono.deviantart.com/journal/15395379/ Tue, 06 Nov 2007 17:05:30 PST
INSTRUCTIONS:
1. Copy this whole list into your journal (including the instructions, so that other people can understand what it is about).
2. Bold the things that are true about you.
< b > Bold < / b >
3. Whatever you don't bold are false

001. I like laser pointers
002. I don't drink water
003. I believe in world peace
004. I sleep with a plushie
005. I'm ambidextrous
006. People accept me how I am
007. I'm addict to anime/manga
008. I speak 1337 better than english
009. I'm daltonic
010. I don't like mirrors
011. I play card games
012. Puppy eyes melt my heart
013. I have a job
014. I love chocolate
015. I can type faster than I speak
016. My heart is easier to break than my bones
017. I collect things
018. I don't trust people
019. I have a lucky number
020. I'm afraid of knives
021. I start too many projects and never finish them
022. I have more than one pet
023. I can't see anything without my glasses on (or contacts.)
024. I play chess
025. I have lied to protect other people
026. I am vegetarian
027. I know the future
028. I prefer books than movies
029. I love to draw
030. I don't have brothers
031. My handwriting is unreadable
032. I believe in extraterrestrial life
033. I don't use Google
034. I can't live without my cellphone
035. I always wear a cap
036. I have more diskettes than books
037. I've never seen a snow day
038. I'm not religious
039. I can understand graffiti tags
040. I'm not afraid of death
041. I go to the bathroom more than 7 times a day
042. I believe the government is into a conspiracy
043. I love videogames
044. I'm an activist for the defense of nature
045. I'm a moody person
046. I always carry a weapon with myself
047. I prefer cold than hot
048. I look for known shapes in the clouds
049. My Internet connection sucks
050. I rarely go to the cinema
051. I'm old
052. I have insomnia
053. I have tattoos
054. I don't know what people expect from me
055. I'm unbeatable in dominoes
056. I don't like IMs (Instant Messengers, like MSN or Yahoo)
057. Horror movies scare me
058. I used to eat non-toxic glue
059. I feel rather than think
060. I use Firefox
061. I have hope
062. I have a car
063. I remember what I dream
064. I don't need to use Liquid Paper/ Corrector Pen
065. I'm patriotic
066. I worship the devil
067. I hate Windows XP
068. I like solving crossword puzzles
069. I have a social life
070. I always read the newspaper
071. I checked the box to avoid seeing mature content in dA
072. My I.Q. is above 160
073. I like mexican food
074. I don't give a good impression
075. I get bored easily
076. I'm passing through a period of changes
077. I hate taking a bath
078. I can't go out without makeup
079. I don't know what RAM is
080. I like to talk about politics
081. I have a third eye
082. I'm uninteresting
083. I have a Blog
084. I have to take pills
085. I have lots of CDs
086. I always have a dictionary at hand
087. I'm tired of this quiz
088. I care about copyright protection
089. My computer is older than me
090. I have a boyfriend/girlfriend
091. I see dead people
092. I drink tea
093. I have a good memory
094. I've never been to a concert
095. I enter to my house through the window
096. When I was a child, I wanted to be an astronaut
097. I don't watch TV
098. I'm irresistable
099. I have invisible friends
100. I love deviantART

[Added by myself] 101. I corrected any errors I found in this survey.

]]> ~Kizashi-dono http://Kizashi-dono.deviantart.com/journal/15064394/ http://Kizashi-dono.deviantart.com/journal/15064394/ Sun, 14 Oct 2007 19:38:12 PDT [link]

Dimarchai needs YOU!

]]> ~Kizashi-dono http://Kizashi-dono.deviantart.com/journal/14638054/ http://Kizashi-dono.deviantart.com/journal/14638054/ Fri, 14 Sep 2007 23:37:13 PDT
...Lately, I'm feeling increasingly abandoned. It's probably just paranoia, but I feel as of late a lot like Noel no longer wants to be my friend... I dunno...

It's small things, I guess, that I read into too much.

Today we met up with Kathyrn at the football game. Noel spent the whole time talking to her, sharing drawings... ...she rarely shows me her drawings... Though, honestly, I've never given her any reason not to.

*sigh* I don't know. Like I said, it's probably just unfounded paranoia... I mean, after the way she got so mad at Kim for ditching her and such, I find it hard to believe she'd turn around and do the same thing... ...unless she didn't realize she was doing it...

Or, more likely, there was nothing to realize...

*sigh* ...this is what happens when I have too much time with myself...

]]> ~Kizashi-dono http://Kizashi-dono.deviantart.com/journal/14180530/ http://Kizashi-dono.deviantart.com/journal/14180530/ Wed, 15 Aug 2007 13:04:33 PDT
I have no Spanish and no PE this year. I could thank every god in and out of existance for that... I hate Spanish. Two years and the only sentance I learned was "Yo veo a tu radiografia, y tu tiene una fractura" (I looked at your X-ray, and you have a fracture).

I've got one class with one of my friends, two classes with another, and the third one I'm not sure about (but, I figure I'll find out tomorrow.) I have only two classes which I fear will be boring--Chemistry and Algebra II. I fear the feminist, lefty agenda of my English teacher... I figure I'll spend all year wanting to slap the liberal right out of her. On top of that, I'm told she's in love with giving out homework and then only collecting it when she thinks that not every one did it. ...oh, and she starts every one in the class off at a C.

The drama teacher changed this year. I'm pissed. Granted, the last teacher was not the greatest in the world, but I'd been in her class two years and she'd let me slide on stuff... Now I have to deal with some one else? Jesus effing Christ... Oh well. At least it's not Souza.

...I already have him for Band... I was coerced into joining band by my best friend. It's fine, though... So long as I'm not put on triangle, tambourine or claves. I hate percussion with a passion, come to think of it, with the exception of the actual drums.

I have a class called History and Media Litteracy this year. It should be interesting... And I've got History with the same teacher I had last year, which is good. She was cool... So those two classes I'm looking forward to...

Speaking of History, I just got back from CSU Stanislaus. I went with Rex to do some things... He's starting there in the fall--gonna be a History Major... He showed me a building which freaked him out. Said it was weird and trippy. I looked at it, and I think he's just strung out on drugs...

He's majoring in History... He's only got four classes this semester... One's a math class and one's a writting class. The other two are history, I believe. I don't remember what the first one is, but the second one is Contemporary Moral Issues. He's bummed that he doesn't have any drama classes, and he said to me he wants to change his major so he can act. I told him he's an idiot. He'll never make it in Hollywood, that brother of mine...

It's not that I'm trying to be unsupportive, only realistic... How many thousands of actors are in LA starving because they thought they were talented? Facts is facts--majoring in acting won't do diddly-squat. It just won't... I mean, people aren't lining up to hand out jobs to History majors, I guess, but it's still better. He can teach with a degree in History.

I mean, Drama programs can be cut. A school would be very hard pressed to cut their History programs, as it takes four years of such to graduate.

I dunno... It's hot as hell outside, and I'm shutting down a bit from being out there...

]]> ~Kizashi-dono http://Kizashi-dono.deviantart.com/journal/14083495/ http://Kizashi-dono.deviantart.com/journal/14083495/ Thu, 09 Aug 2007 00:37:01 PDT
This place I live... On and off the internet, both...

It dulls me... From here, the outside is barely a thought. Everything becomes a dream, and every one and every thing I cannot feel or see ceases to truely exist...

And I feel so sad, and alone... There's something about this place....

...but they are, I'm certain, false emotions. Illusions wraught by seclusion and by ample time to think...

...I have Swarm tomorrow. That's where I get my schedual and books...

I feel like Australia owes me a chunk of my summer... Hear that, Australia? You owe me. I urge all Australians reading this to donate five minutes of their life to me, keeping that in mind.

]]> ~Kizashi-dono http://Kizashi-dono.deviantart.com/journal/14023487/ http://Kizashi-dono.deviantart.com/journal/14023487/ Sun, 05 Aug 2007 02:45:24 PDT
First off, before I talk about the actual trip, I'll run down a few things I learned in the Great Southern Land:

1. Aussie men are really hot. Especially the muscley ones at the beach that take their shirts off...

2. Buggery is the act of homosexuality, which is probably why it's so fun to say.

3. Green ants are a burst of flavour--it's like an orgy in your mouth! ...a limey one, too.

4. Nine lashes tears flesh.

5. Rugby can be played every where, but is best played on a vast feild of sand and without shirts (provided all players are male, mind you.)

6. Kangaroo tastes much better going down than it does coming back up.

7. Oysters are sharp and hurty.

8. Pouring salt into the food of some one who's gone to the bathroom is funny. Even funnier is when they keep eating it without knowing or caring, even when you salted their ice cream.

9. Australians are what Americans would be if most of us weren't ignorant, hippy pricks.

10. Beer is the Australian God. *nod**nod*

11. Kangaroo is magically delicious.

12. You can drown a croc by forcing your fist down its throat.

13. Crying kids on airplanes make me ten fold more murderous.

Now, on to the trip:

We flew into Sydney from San Francisco. It was a gruelingly long flight--fourteen hours. I got an aisle seat. This meant I couldn't get much sleep, as the flight attendant kept walking briskly down the aisle, smacking into me. They had a little screen in the back of each seat, so passengers could watch movies and such, or listen to the CDs in their CD library. I did the latter... They had Red Hot Chili Peppers, best band ever, so I had something to relax to... They also had a The Best of David Bowie CD, but it's not the one I own. It was good, but, sadly, no Ashes to Ashes.

I don't understand those jokes about Airline food. Qantas gave us good food... I ate it and it was pretty good... Braised beef, I believe it was...

We arrived in Sydney at about six in the morning and collected our luggage before we were met by a customs hound that sniffed us down to make sure we weren't bringing any plant or animal products into the country. All of us but one girl recieved our luggage without incident. Hers was lost however. No worries, though--she got it back a few days later, and they gave her two hundred for the hassle.

We met our Delegation Manager in the airport. He was an Aussie man of about 30 named Daniel. Cool guy, him. He wore an Aussie hat, possibly because he had a recedeing hair line. Or, possibly, because he was Master of the Bush. I never asked...

We got our stuff together and boarded our coach (tour bus). Daniel played 'Down Under' by Men at Work when we set off. He played that song every morning--I've come to love it deeply.

Tired as we were, we began the day. First, we went to Telstra stadium. That was where the 2000 Olympics were held. It was... big. I wasn't too interested in it, though, truth be told... We had sandwiches there for lunch--that became quite a pattern. Our sandwiches that day were from Subway. I know... A whole ocean crossed, just for subway. ...it was ham and salad, too... Gross...

Anyway, there was a gift shop there, selling mostly Australia Wallabies stuff... One of my fellow Student Ambassadors, Carlo his name was, bought a Wallabies ball. This led to rampant rugby playing and games of catch in any space large enough to allow for it.

We walked over to the Aquatic Centre and had a swim after that. It was pretty neat... The pool was heated. A relief, because Sydney was freezing major ass. They had this circular rapid pool, and we played tag in it... About fifteen of us... Oh, my, the lifeguard was blowing his whistle... Probably this wasn't the best impression of America we could have given, so rowdy and out of control... But, I'd like to think every one just thought we were playful... ^ ^;;

When we were finished, we went back to our hotel... I noticed as we drove through town that a lot of eateries were cafes. This became more and more apparent as I went through Australia... Even all the McDonalds were subtitled as McCafes. ...I also noted that their Burger Kings were called Hungry Jack's.

The next day, we did quite a few things across Sydney. We learned about Opals, we took pictures in front of Sydney Harbour and Mrs. Macquire's chair, we cruised the harbour, we visited Hyde Park and the Hyde Park Barracks, as well as a near... ]]> ~Kizashi-dono http://Kizashi-dono.deviantart.com/journal/13774664/ http://Kizashi-dono.deviantart.com/journal/13774664/ Tue, 17 Jul 2007 20:13:47 PDT
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I leave for Australia next week. I'm all packed and everything. The clothes I had to buy for this trip are sooooo not things I normally wear... Like khakis, and shorts, and--dear god--a skirt. I honestly don't think I've ever owned a skirt before. I've had a couple dresses, never a skirt...

Anyway, even though I leave in a week and it's the first time I'll be going out of country--hell, out of state, for that matter--I'm not really excited. That makes me feel like a horrible person... Then I have to fake enthusiasm whenever my mom asks, "So, honey, are you excited for your trip? Because I'm excited for you!"

What do you say to something like that? "No, Mom, because I'm completely dead on the inside except for bitterness and rage."

...That's not really the case--I'm not completely dead on the inside. At least, I didn't think so until I had an eighteen day trip to what I hear is a beautiful country, and I'm completely apathetic about it... I'm sure that it won't really hit me until I'm there, bare knuckle boxing a kangaroo.

I do intend to box a kangaroo. Kangaroo have had it much too easy. They need to be put in their place...

My dad keeps making jokes about a dingo eating me, or that they got me a one-way ticket there. I'm so sick of those jokes. There's something wrong with my family members--as well as with most people I've observed. For some reason, they think it's funny to use the same joke a THOUSAND FUCKING TIMES. Some times it's not even their joke they're killing. Some jokes are good, some are bad. Some are only slightly funny, and if you use them more than five times, I will want to murder you in your sleep. If you use them more than fifty times, then screw the sleep part. I will tear your eyes out with a plastic spoon.

I have a tendency to, when I speak, say things that are funny. Some time ago, when I was in middle school, my group of friends would try to get me to repeat these things. Like a trained parrot. It annoyed me greatly, and the end result was usually me yelling very loudly at my friend Trinity. At some point I believe she got the message, and stopped trying to get me to repeat things I said that were humour-full.

Another thing that used to piss me off was when my friends would laugh at things I said. I was being serious, god damn it. Those times also ended with me yelling. I don't know if I just say less, or less of it's funny, or if they've learned that laughing all the time royally pisses me off, but it doesn't happen so much...

...most of that was Trinity, though, I guess. She's going to a different school next year--one that turns kids gay. And just when I had her trained, too... *shakes head sadly*

...while I'm on the subject of things that piss me off, I hate it when people refer to my hair as 'dishwater blonde'. Scroll down to see the colour of my hair if you haven't seen it. Dish water is clear-grey. I've done enough dishes to know this. How the hell could some one call the colour of my hair 'dish water'? What the hell, man?! My hair passes for brown. I had platinum blonde hair when I was a little girl, and it got darker and settled into this colour when I was about ten. Just because it's not yellow-blonde, why the hell is it alright to call it 'dish water'? I don't call people with light brown hair 'toilet water brunett'. It's gross. Why is it fine to liken my hair to a disgusting brine of grease and food particles? More appropriate ways to call my hair colour would be as follows:

Brownish-blonde

Oak tree-blonde

Dark blonde

Off-blonde

Sinister-blonde (That one's my favorite.)

Double Plus Unblonde

Aged-blonde

Dishwater is not a good way to call my hair colour. Oh, by all means, use the phrase if you see some one with grey-brown hair. That's the colour of dishwater. The colour of my hair is not, however...

...moving on...

Has any one ever heard the song War Pigs by Black Sabbath? It's a good song, but it opens up: "Generals gathered in their masses/Just like witches at black masses."

This annoys me to no end. You can't rhyme 'masses' with 'masses', and I don't care who you are. I argued with my brother about it. His whole argument consisted of, "Well, they're different words because they've got different meanings!"

That's not true. That's not true at all! A mass of soldiers is the same as a black mass. It's the same mass!

Then there's another part near the end where it says: "Begging mercy for their sins/Satan laughing spreads his wings."

That's another one that gets me. Sins doesn't rhyme with wings. If Ozzy wasn't so high, he'd realize that. D... ]]> ~Kizashi-dono http://Kizashi-dono.deviantart.com/journal/13607364/ http://Kizashi-dono.deviantart.com/journal/13607364/ Wed, 04 Jul 2007 12:58:25 PDT
Alright, but I'm really not quite thrilled at the moment. I just spent all morning moving picnic tables for my Grandparents' 4th of July party later, and I got a whole handful of splinters. Like, the whole half of the back of my hand is all scraped up and filled with little bits of wood. I'm trying to get them out now... It hurts man. That's my drawing hand. They took my drawing hand! Why my drawing hand?! Gaaaaaaaaah!!!

*sets tweezers down and takes a swig of Sobe* ...on a lighter note, I just burned a CD with the ten greatest songs ever. They are as follows:

1. Space Oddity--David Bowie
2. 99 Luftballons--Nena
3. 21st Century--Red Hot Chili Peppers
4. Rocket--Plastic Tree
5. Slow Cheetah--Red Hot Chili Peppers
6. Wet Sand--Red Hot Chili Peppers
7. Ashes to Ashes--David Bowie
8. We Will Become Sillhouettes--The Postal Service
9. Are You Feeling Fine--L'Arc En Ciel
10. Death of a Martian--Red Hot Chili Peppers

Actually, Otherside and Parallel Universe by the Red Hot Chili Peppers and Counting Blue Cars by Dishwalla should be on that list, but I misplaced my Californiacation CD and also can't seem to find the file for Counting Blue Cars.

If you have 10 better songs, I'd love to hear them. Or, rather, hear about them... Anyway, my hand hurts, so I should go back to picking the wood bits out of it...

Happy Independance Day, America! *hugs the Nation--or, rather, the continental, non-crazy-liberal parts of the Nation* ]]> ~Kizashi-dono http://Kizashi-dono.deviantart.com/journal/13562479/ http://Kizashi-dono.deviantart.com/journal/13562479/ Sun, 01 Jul 2007 10:27:17 PDT
I was so very listless that yesterday found me sitting in my room without the light on at about 6 o'clock, turning a rapier over in my hand. My sister walked in and gave me a weird look. With good reason, too--I think sitting in a dim room examining a weapon idlely is characteristic of villains. Especially those in Bond movies.

I've been feeling... cut off from the world, I suppose. Like, the only thing I know exists anymore is myself. The only other people I see on a daily basis is my family, and that's not even often. And even then, they're not a lot of fun to be around. My big sister's inconsiderate and self-centred, my brother's pissy and he always calls me a douche bag, my father's the biggest asshole in asshole land, and my mother's always barking orders at me.

I live out in the country, surrounded on one side by trees and the other side by a busy highway. It's kind of like being in solitary, or purgatory, or a house in the country surrounded on one side by trees and the other side by a busy highway. I feel so isolated... I mean, I'm not a social person--never have been--but I just feel like I might go insane from lack of human contact...

I spend a lot of the day asleep, and most of the night awake... When I'm up during the day, I get on the computer and check stuff... I wish I had more to check. No messages here, a couple posts on my friend's forum, nothing new on Subeta, only spam in my e-mail... and then I'm out of things to check. So I go into my room, turn on David Bowie's "Ashes to Ashes" on a loop and just sit there listening to it. I don't know why I keep listening to that song. It just gets me more down. Especially one line--"I've never done good things/I've never done bad things/I never did anything out of the blue" ....stupid David Bowie and his stupid song...

I'm having trouble drawing lately... It's like all my internal vision has just... left me. I'll start to draw something, and then just half way through give up and set it aside--even when I didn't mess up and it looked good. I've started a new digital drawing. It's taken me three days simply to get down the basic figure of it... The same thing happens when I try to type. It's like my creativity spilled out of me...

I've found myself having dreams about going back to school. They're weird dreams, but they're kind of nice 'cause my friends are in them... I can't really recally these dreams at the moment, though...

...*sigh* I'm going to Australia in... what is it? Eighteen days? ...I really feel I ought to be excited about that, but I'm just feeling sort of apathetic...

...I'm feeling apathetic towards everything..

...I think I might be going crazy... Every now and then my brain breaks up my thoughts with weird interjections... Like things my characters would say. Or--my personal favorite--bits of Shakespeare monologues. "And if it were so it was a grevious fault, and greviously hast Caesar answered it," is my brain's favorite one to throw in, it seems...

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...because I've little else to do, really...

Mostly I was thinking about why I draw. I can't remember a time when I didn't draw. I suppose everyone grows up drawing, and then at some point they just sort of stop, except those with more of a reason to do it than because their parents wanted to keep them quiet for a bit. I know that for part, I draw out of boredom. This was obvious to me.

How ever, it was also obvious that that could not be the only reason. If it were, then why would I care if a picture didn't turn out exactly right? Why would there even be an 'exactly right' if it were just something to waste time on?

I think the only reason any artist draws is for it to be seen. Why create art if no one ever looks at it? That's the same for pictures, stories, poems, or whatever else you want to label as art. If no one ever sees it, then--no matter how good--it wasn't worth the time you spend on it.

But from there reasons stem off. *Why* the artist wants it to be seen is different from artist to artist. And so, I've been wondering to myself for the last few hours -why- it is it matters to me that my art should be seen.

I came up with only one answer. I want to inspire. I want my images and words to stick in the minds of others, that they might draw upon it from time to time.

Really, though, I don't seem like the 'inspiring' type. I don't know any one who would label me as such. I certainly wouldn't. So I thought deeper on this concept of wanting to inspire people...

...my favorite novel is George Orwell's 1984. He says in it that the past exists only in memory and on paper. Once the paper is gone or changed, and one is dead, all that exists of them is in memory. And that's it.

If some one should see my art and be inspired, then it exists in their memory. Since it was a part of my mind that was put into the picture--or writting--then it is a piece of me that sticks to their memory. If it inspires them to draw a picture, or write a story, or play a song then a piece of me would live forever in who ever is inspired by that.

As such, art is vain and self motivated. Or at least, mine is--as is that of any one who creates for the same reasons as I.

But it's a harmless sort of vice, I guess. Maybe it's helpful. There have been many things that have inspired me. I can't help but think at least one of them was created for the same reason...

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I'm just very listless. There's something I want to draw, but at the same time I don't really feel like it. I'm not quite sure why that is... I think it's kind of like... 'it won't turn out right, anyway' or 'no one will care either even if it does'. Yes, that's it exactly... Really, no one cares one way or the other what I draw. ...well, accept when it's pornographic and has to be taken down. Even that picture no one actually looked at, I don't think. I'm finding that I'm more and more easily discouraged. I could spend days and hours on a picture and it still won't turn out like I see in my head. And, even if it did, I think that not a single person would even look...

It's got me crestfallen.

It's not just here, either. It's every where. No one cares whether or not I update my comics on DrunkDuck. I like to entertain the thought that maybe at some point they did. Then I stopped updating because I was too busy and stressed to do it, and they just sort of lost interest and drifted off... I like to think that, but all evidence points to the fact that no one ever cared at all... And no one's about to start caring no matter how many pages I put up... I love Pandemonium [my comic], but what's the point of doing it when no one reads it? What's the point in telling a story no one's listening to?

...and my stories, that's another one... I won't even get into that. I find the lack of people who care about any thing that's not a cliched, badly written story to be soul-crushing. I can't bring myself to work on the last book in my trilogy because of that. I just sort of open the word document for the chapter I have going, look it over briefly, then close it again. Just as well, I guess. I've been told that the characters in it are a little one-sided, anyway, and I really need to figure out how to fix that before I go any farther. No luck on that, though. But at least I figured out from where the problem stemmed. Most every person I know is one-sided.

Usually the way I work out my characters' personalities is by roleplaying with them, but lately I really don't do that. It kind of feels like to me that no one really wants to rp with me any more. Not in any sort of organized, linear fashion, anyway... I hope that it's simply in my head. And, if it's not, I hope that it's not something that's my fault...

The only thing I've really been doing lately is sleeping [during the day] and playing Neverwinter Nights [during the night. When else would one play a game with Night in the title?]. Neverwinter Nights has proven to be the only thing I have any sort of initive to do. I've beaten it many, many times and most of my characters have already hit the level cap, which depresses me more than it probably should. What kind of level cap is 40, anyway?

...*sigh* ...I feel... a little alone. Which is a strange thing for me to feel, as I am most assuredly not a people person. ...I feel like crying just about now. Which is a strange thing, as I rarely, rarely cry.

...I'd go for a walk, to clear my head or whatever, but it's too hot outside for me. I'm very pale, and I don't think a painful sunburn would improve my attitude. Maybe I'll just go play Neverwinter Nights and kill some fey-folk to feel better. I hate fey-folk. ...and Druids. Take my advice, children, never become a druid. Or at least, become some thing else along side it. It only takes five levels of Druid before you can become a Shifter--which is worth it when you do--but those are five levels of hell. Druids can do virtually nothing.

Rogues are better. Much better... I'm also finding a fondness for the Cleric class. Yesterday I made my first Cleric character ever to play through Hordes of the Underdark. He was a Cleric/Rogue. I called him Raettonus and gave him tiefling horns because it was the only head that had the right hair... I'm considering either Assassin or Shadowdancer for a prestige class...

...I'd play the tabletop D&D (I have a board), but I think I'd be playing alone... I don't want to be the person who plays Dungeons and Dragons alone in her room. Unless I have a ton of minatures and dungeon tiles. Then I'd be fine with it. I don't even have a dire wolf, though... It's kind of sad... More sad than not having any one to play with. I mean, I've got all of three friends... My brother could probably be made to play, but he's got such a short attention span...

...and now I'm just rambling.... This is me, typing every little thing in my head. I'm such a mega-nerd that my rant about how down I was feeling turned into a rant about having no one to play Dungeons and Dragons with. ...though, that honestly does get me down. Not as down as the general emptyness in my core, but still pretty down...

*si... ]]> ~Kizashi-dono http://Kizashi-dono.deviantart.com/journal/13349802/ http://Kizashi-dono.deviantart.com/journal/13349802/ Fri, 15 Jun 2007 00:00:04 PDT
So, anyway, finally I tried to search the web to see if mayhap I could find out a little about what happened to Subeta and why it went down. Well, I didn't find that out, but I did find that it was still opperating at [link] which made me jump for joy. Well, not literally--I was sitting down.

Oi, on that note, if any one plays Subeta, you can look me up under the name MistressRai. My username used to be Haimoku, but after that incident where a bunch of accounts got deleted I remade it as Haimoku, but before I could recover my information it stopped letting me log into that name. I guess it's fine. I mean, I still have my shops, my restocking royalty trophy, and my uber-awesome pets. The only thing I really lost was my account age...

]]> ~Kizashi-dono http://Kizashi-dono.deviantart.com/journal/13329387/ http://Kizashi-dono.deviantart.com/journal/13329387/ Wed, 13 Jun 2007 12:27:32 PDT [link]

...I was told to put that up on my most used websites... And to do it to my friends, but I don't really have any friends...

]]> ~Kizashi-dono http://Kizashi-dono.deviantart.com/journal/13268795/ http://Kizashi-dono.deviantart.com/journal/13268795/ Fri, 08 Jun 2007 18:03:28 PDT
I feel like ranting about a lot of things, really, actually. It's kind of like having 'snapped' all the sudden, but there's no one around to punch in the face or stab in the chest. Oh, but it's not some sort of anger, either. Just... disgust, kinda. With everything, really. I've been noticing more and more stuff that really makes me want to scream and tear out my brain via my ears. Luckily, I seem to forget the things I notice almost as soon as I notice them. But right now, I just feel so pissed at everything--for concevably no reason--that I think I have to say this some where, and I happened to be on this site at the time.

All of this, all of it, was set off by looking at a deviation with the word 'Kitteh' in it's title.

...I looked at that title and it was stupid. Idiotic. Ridiculous. Kitteh. Who writes that? That's what I said to myself. I says to me, I says "Who would use 'kitteh'. Kitty's less letters. Kitty looks better. It's the -right- word. 'Kitteh' isn't even a word. It's a spelled mispronounciation."

...but I see that everywhere. That 'eh'. Why? I imagine at some point some one thought that was clever. Using 'eh' at the end of a word when it's unneccessary and weird looking. I imagine at some point it was unique. At some point. And everyone on the internet thinks they're sooooooooo unique.

But they're all sharing their uniqueness. It didn't come from them. Other wise, why would it be everywhere? Just about every one I know on the internet could easily be swapped with one another and the only thing I'd see different was their name.

It's like the internet is completely populated by one, really bad spelling robot. Just one. Maybe two. That second one is responsible for pwn, probably.

...it's weird. Crazy. Madness. This is all madness. I think it's made me go insane... Maybe... It's either that or the lack of sleep, but they're probably related any how...

...and then, oi, let's talk about more internet-madness, since I'm ranting. Fictionpress. I hate that place. No, not that place--it gave me somewhere to display my writtings after all. No, I hate all the gaggles of idiots occupying it.

They're like mentally retarded sheep-people. All the stories--all the stories--they're all the same. At least, all the fantasy ones are. Always with the Mary Sue heroine who goes on to save some world after leaving her family because they were abusive or dead, and because she's a witch/goddess/general goody two shoes. It's disgusting. I could retch because of it. Well, and because I just ate about a pound of fried rice.

But, I mean, it's not even that. If no one's creative enough on FP to better than that, fine. I'll just not read it. I'm good at not reading--if you don't believe me, just ask my English teacher. What really drives me mad is that original stories have a dozen or less reviews, but generic chicken-feed like that has more than a hundred.

What the hell IS that?!

No, seriously!

...is is like, 'like calls to like' or is it that any original thinking is scary and uncomfortable for people? Or is it that the interenet really is completely populated by a single robot that can't spell and it saw fit to review itself a hundred times because it wanted a big pat on its virtual back?

...no, seriously. Some one please tell me what's with all of this. All of it!

...*sighs and eats her chow mein* ....whatever. I'm done. End rant.

]]> ~Kizashi-dono http://Kizashi-dono.deviantart.com/journal/13242162/ http://Kizashi-dono.deviantart.com/journal/13242162/ Wed, 06 Jun 2007 17:00:14 PDT
1. Grab the book nearest to you, turn to page 18, find line 4 :

"OKANE noun- money

2. Stretch your left arm out as far as you can.

*looks at outstretched arm*....heil Hitler!

3. What was the last thing you watched on TV?

...that's a good question... I don't recall.

4. Without looking, guess what time it is:

...4:14.

5. Now look at the clock. What is the actual time?

..........4:46. Man, I need to sleep less.

6. With the exception of the computer, what can you hear?

The history channel... My mom talking about the chicken she cooked....

7. When did you last step outside? What were you doing?

This afternoon, I was coming home from school...

8. Before you started this survey, what did you look at?

Porn. Ha ha, I kid. I kid. Is joke... ...or is it?

9. What are you wearing?

Panties that are cutting into my ass, a bra that's cutting into my chest, black jeans that are too tight for me, and a red shirt with a flower pattern about the neck and chest that's sort of medieval-ish.

10. Did you dream last night ?

I dreamt... I dreamt that I was a negotiator... And some guy was getting drunk on a Sobe in an alleyway.

11. When did you last laugh?

...no idea. I'm usually not aware of my own laughter.

12. What are on the walls in the room you are in?

A picture my mother drew... Doors.... the doorbell thingy...

13. Seen anything weird lately?

...lately? ...well, just my friend Noel's hand.... Messed up, man, seriously.

14. What do you think of this quiz ?

.... .... *yawn* ...

15. What is the last film you saw?

Film? ...well, I saw Pirates of the Carribean the other weekend with my friend Connie. She cried at the end.

16. If you became a multimillionaire overnight, what would you buy?

...a ticket to Japan. ...then five hundred bucks worth of Pocky. ...then Nintendo DSes and Pokemon Pearl/Diamonds for all my friends so I'll have someone to play with...

17. Tell me something about you i don't know.

...I can say Hamlet's 'to be or not to be' monologue in under 90 seconds.

18. If you could change one thing about the world, regardless of
guilt or politics, what would it be?

...just one...? ...I'd change the fact I'm not the one ruling it, then, I suppose. Then, I'd eliminate religion, those I deem too stupid, and Panama. I'd ban the Spanish Language, blow up or rename countless countries, and turn Russia into a giant snow cone shop.

19. Do you like to dance ?

...everybody saftey dance! ...you can dance if you want to...

20. George Bush:

...he's not as bad a president as every one makes out he is. Few people realize--because people are stupid and easily led around by the media--that the ecconomy is better than it's been in a long time. This war wasn't mismanaged. People are merely impatient. Besides, Carter was a god-awful president and every one seems to like him. Obviously, approval rating is exact opposite of how good a leader the president is.

21. Imagine your first child is a girl, what would you call her?

Inertia

22. Imagine your first child is a boy, what would you call him?

Xiphoid

23. Would you ever consider living abroad?

Yes... Unless they wanted to put me in France, Poland, or Sweden at any point.

24. What do you want God to say to you when you reach the pearlly gates?

"I really hate those churchie-sorts. Wanna go smack retards around with me and Bealzebub?"

25.Tag six people who must also do this in their journal:

....don't boss me around. I don't even know six people. You're not the boss of me.

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I had to make stew and film me making it for Spanish. The stew was called Olla Podrida. It's taken all freaking day. I still have to write about Olla Podrida, it's origin in what not in an essay. I feel like crap from all this work.

Saturday night I was sittin' 'round, typing, and then my left hand went numb. I dropped to to my side, hoping the blood would go back into it, but the numbness began to spread up it. Then, my cheek went numb along with the bottom of my nose. I could feel all the veins in my cheek twitching, man, it was weird. Then my throat and tongue went numb. So I started freaking out, thrashing around. My Mom told me to drink some water so--with difficulty--I did. Then, it all went away. It was weird.

]]> ~Kizashi-dono http://Kizashi-dono.deviantart.com/journal/13043568/ http://Kizashi-dono.deviantart.com/journal/13043568/ Mon, 21 May 2007 20:08:58 PDT
We started dissecting cats in anatomy class. I took a picture of that that I'll see if I can't get up. I'm just counting the days till summer and hoping I keep my grades up. This summer I'm spending 18 days in Australia. I feel I should be more excited about that than I am. The problem is, I'm going with a group of people I don't know, and a lot of them know each other. I'm a weird person, all quiet and alone and when I do speak it's very animated and very unfiltered... Well, I've lived in a small town all my life and to be honest, every one in school knows me, though not well, but enough that I think they just understand "That's Ashley" when I say strange and macabre things. But, those people in my Australia group probably think I'm hardcore insane. I should just stop talking, probably, but some times it just slips out... I'm not a good liar when I don't see entertainment in it...

But, anyhow, I'm looking foreward to it, I guess. We'll get to stay a few days with an Australian family. That'll be cool. If they have children of close ages to ours, we'll get to go to school with them. The leaders say they treat Americans like rockstars, especially since we're Californian. ...I will make these fawning children my minions. Oh, yes....

...what was my point? I don't know. If you've reached this part of the rant, congradulations you.... I'm out.

]]> ~Kizashi-dono http://Kizashi-dono.deviantart.com/journal/12529406/ http://Kizashi-dono.deviantart.com/journal/12529406/ Mon, 09 Apr 2007 18:13:49 PDT
Have your character answer the following questions.


Characters Chosen:
Pike
Raettonus
Kirash
Kimohr Raulinn
Kurok
Dokkdan
Bregdan

1.How Old Are You?
Pike: I haven't been keeping track since I was 24... Uh... That was about twenty years ago.

Raettonus: ...for the sake of simplicity, let's just say I'm 26...

Kirash: Thirty four.

Kimohr Raulinn: I'm... old. Very old.

Kurok: Some where between five thousand and six thousand years... I'm not sure.

Dokkdan: Uh... I was twenty when I became a Guardian, and I've been a Guardian for... er... Four thousand years...? No, more like five thousand, I think...

Bregdan: ...*snorts* What's it to you, Mortal? I'm everlasting--that's all you need to know.

2.Height?
Pike: Uh... Six foot something...

Raettonus: ...five-five, but I was malnourished as a toddler.

Kirash: Six-Eight... Last time I checked, anyway, but that was at least ten years ago...

Kimohr Raulinn: Five... four? Five-four.

Kurok: Five-six. ...but that doesn't matter.

Dokkdan: Six-two, I think...

Bregdan: ...*snorts* ...This is a stupid question and I refuse to answer.

3.You Got Any Bad Habits??
Pike: I chew my nails, some times...

Raettonus: ...is a short temper a bad habit? ...What about killing people...?

Kirash: ...No, none.

Kimohr Raulinn: I've been told I have a habit of raping other men. But it's not a habit if it's intentional, right?

Kurok: I am Kurok, King of Gods, Lord of Guardians, God of Warriors! Of course not!

Dokkdan: I'm not sure... I guess I leave things lying around my home an awful lot, if that's a bad habit...

Bregdan: *snorts* ... ...I snort a lot... but that's not a bad habit. *snorts* ...damn it.

4.You a virgin?
Pike: Yes... The woman I loved died when I was young-- *is played off with Oscars music* ...- -;

Raettonus: Oh, hell no. Not with a body like this. You should see how toned my ass is.

Kirash: ...Guess that depends how you define 'virgin'... If it means I had to be a willing participant, then yes, I am...

Kimohr Raulinn: ^ ^- No. In fact, I've been called a slut... Though, I believe that word can only be applied to females, so... *shrug*

Kurok: ... ...*blushes* ...no...

Dokkdan: Er... Well, no... *rubs the back of his head*

Bregdan: I am. For I am a Guardian, and a Unicorn, both of which should be symbols of absolute purity. *stands obnoxiously proud*

5.Who's your Mate?
Pike: ...mate? ...I had a girl I loved once, her name was Sylvia...

Raettonus: ... ...I'm single...

Kirash: ...what kind of stupid question is that?

Kimohr Raulinn: Mate...? I have a lot of lovers, if that's what you mean... I had a serious partner, once, a very long time ago.

Kurok: No one.

Dokkdan: Uh... There were some women I loved. They're all dead and gone now...

Bregdan: - -; Weren't you listening before?

6.Have Any Kids?
Pike: No...

Raettonus: Not that I'm aware of. I think my high body temperature has rendered me infertile. But, if I ever get some lady showing up with a kid of mine, I'll let you know, disembodied question asker.

Kirash: ...I hate children.

Kimohr Raulinn: As a check on my power, I can't breed.

Kurok: Yes... I never knew any of their names, and they died long ago. I believe a few of their descendants are still out there...

Dokkdan: I've had a lot... Notably Kybrek, my son who cursed my land to ten deaths...

Bregdan: - -; No I tell you--Oh, wait, yes... Brecan... I mean, no. Never. < <

7.Favorite Food?
Pike: ...is coffee a food?

Raettonus: Everything really tastes the same to me. I burned my tastebuds--don't ask how.

Kirash: Blood. It's the only thing I eat, as I am a vampire.

Kimohr Raulinn: ...salty things are good.

Kurok: ... ...I ...I rather like pie...

Dokkdan: ...when I was mortal, blood.

Bregdan: Guardians do not eat.

8.Favorite Ice Cream flavor?
Pike: Peach... My grandpa used to make peach ice cream...

Raettonus: I don't like ice cream. It always hurts my head... Damn coniveing desert...

Kirash: ...unless they make blood ice cream... nothing.

Kimohr Raulinn: ...I dunno... Chocolate...

Kurok: ...I've never had ice cream and don't intend to.

Dokkdan: ...*shrug*...

Bregdan: -... ]]> ~Kizashi-dono http://Kizashi-dono.deviantart.com/journal/12482486/ http://Kizashi-dono.deviantart.com/journal/12482486/ Fri, 06 Apr 2007 10:47:30 PDT
I've been trying to put together a movie for my brother Rex's Academic Decathalon class. He has the rest of the school year to do a project, so his project is a skit show, since he loves all that directing and acting jazz. So I had to act in the stuff, had to make some of the props and film it, and now I have to put it together as the finished project. So I was putting together what we have so far yesterday and then my lap top froze on me and I lost all of it. I mean, not the clips, but how I had them put together as I movie. I could've cried. So I guess after I get off here, I'll have to go reassemble them...

*lip quiver* ...itai.

]]> ~Kizashi-dono http://Kizashi-dono.deviantart.com/journal/12429070/ http://Kizashi-dono.deviantart.com/journal/12429070/ Mon, 02 Apr 2007 10:25:16 PDT
I haven't been drawing much lately--not anything good, any how. Call it artist's block, I guess. I started last night on a picture for the Stanislaus County Fair, though. I'll scan it when I'm finished, if I finish before Spring Break is over--because after Spring Break's over, I'm grounded from the internet again. Anyway, it's a picture of a scene from a story I wrote called 'Between Man and Malice' ([link] if you want to read it). I need to go out today and get some pencils to colour it with, though. All I have now are markers, and they're not as... percise as I would like. Though, they are very good markers. Prismacolors and Staedtlers.

So, anyway, at about six I'm going to bum a ride off my brother into Turlock. He's going to the Pizza Hut for some job screening thing. Not quite sure what that is, but it means he'll be right next to Michael's Arts and Craft supplies. So I'm 'unna go in and see what they have in the way of colouring mediums, probably buy some pencils. It'll sure be a wiser use of my cash than last week when I bought two flags from some guy who was selling them on the side of the road. But, I tell you, that old guy was just so damn happy to have my buisness. I had Rex pull over and I hopped out, 'cause I saw the Japanese Warflag in his display, and I was like, "Excuse me, how much for the flags?"

And the old guy was like, "Oh, it varies. The sports ones are most expensive..."

So I says to him, I says "What about the Japanese warflag?"

And he says, "THAT ONE'S CHEAPER!"

Then that old guy ran. He ran over to his unmarked white van, and I turned to Rex and Rex turned to me and we were both surpised by how fast and eager he was. So, the old guy returns with two flags, folded and wrapped in plastic. Says he has the warflag and the regular flag, and it's twenty for each or thirty five for both. So I ask if he's got change for forty, and he gets all eager again and he says, "Yes, yes I do!"

...long story short, I've now got a Japanese warflag over my closet door, and the regular Japanese flag hanging over my bed.

...I'm not Japanese. I really ought've asked if he had any German flags. I really want a swastika banner, to be honest. I could find a thousand uses for that. Mostly for running out Communists.

...but also to wear as a cape in public, and to unfurl when my friend gives speeches about Hitler that end in "In the end, Hitler was a good man."

...oh my, yes.

//pointless rant

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...I'm so tired... I just woke up, and then had a very large piece of birthday cake. It was my birthday yesterday, but my mom didn't get off work 'till eight thirty. So we went to applebees really late, and then my sister wanted me to go see a movie with her, so we did. We went and saw 'Reign over Me', but were late, so we missed the first twenty minutes. Anyway, I didn't get home until about midnight, so we couldn't have cake. Every one was asleep, I mean. So, I woke up reasonably early this morning--'cause I was haveing bizarre dreams about Dr. Mengele, the notorious Nazi doctor--and then we had cake. Big pieces of cake.

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