Until Further Notice...

This blog is going to be suspended and I'll be doing all of my other posts in my Livejournal blog. I figured that focusing my attention would be much better.

My Livejournal Account

Well, I'll hope to see you all later.

Au Revoir!

Regrets

Mmm...I feel really stupid. About lots of things. I was thinking of all the stupid and regretful things that I've done in my life. There have been lots of recent things and lots of ones from the past.

One of them popped up about death, and then Suran's recent entry really got me thinking. Whenever someone mentions death, I don't feel this sadness or other things going through my mind. It's just...blank, as if I don't care or anything. Then that makes me feel horrible for not being able to sympathize or anything. It makes me feel sort of callous or something...

I'm not really sure what to say about this subject. There's not much to go on about. *shrugs*. Am I really that insensitive? Or is it just me?

Over-reaction?

Hmmm *looks at previous post* I kinda over reacted in that post didn't I? *laughs* That was hilarious though. Hmm...well, I ended up asking him and he said yes. End of story there.

It's not fair! Jake, Spencer, and Taotao are now gone. I wasn't even able to say a proper goodbye...I feel horrible. Thank you, Jake for the book and chocolates, it was really nice of you, and I love the book! *glomps*

Can anyone explain to me, who, what, when, where, why about this situation? I've only heard bits and pieces of the story, mainly the end result...

Please let the appeal go through well!

Guys. Are. Oblivious....Are They?

WHAT?! WHAAATTT?! *howls in frustration* Are they really that dumb?! *tears out hair*

So you're probably wondering, what in the world am I ranting about. What am I ranting about? Well it's in the title, but specifically, here, let's get to the beginning:

Mr. Stone is telling us all about Reproduction Isolation between birds and ___ and __ were chosen as volunteers, and ___ was the male bird. Other than that nothing else happens, but it was pretty funny. After class I go up to ___ and pat him on the had and say, "You make a very nice male bird." sarcastically. And ____ comes up to me and says, "And you like male birds don't you?"

So I walk out of the classroom after the bell in a confused daze and then it strikes me. I run back into class and demand to know what he meant, and his response is: You like ___.

WHAT IN THE WORLD?! Is he that oblivious? I've asked him out to 2-3 dances and something else, and he thinks I like someone else? What in Ra's sake is going on?

He had better be kidding with me.

Maybe he'll be more knowing when I ask him to the Winter Formal...if I ask him that is. *sighs*

This was a rather pointless post and a nice little rant, it would go on my GJ, but...since a lot of people already know. What's the point of keeping it secret?

...Quick Decisions

Hmm...this is going to be interesting. So I have decided to participate in Angelina's 'Dating Game' thing. Now I'm scared. This is going to be freaky and I'm kinda...regretfull? Not that bad. More as in I don't want people to think I'm doing this b/c I'm desparate for a bf...that's just weird. 0.o lol. w/e people can think what they want, I don't mind this time. This should be very interesting, entertaining, and nerve-wracking. haha

On to other things. The Crucible is over, for good. I think I have almost the entire play memorized! Theatre Fest was amazing. The All-State performance: Ragtime, was amazing as well. I started sobbing near-through the end. If anyone goes to see any musical, Ragtime certainly is one I highly recommend. Not to mention their set and actors were amazing!

A New Year

A New Year brings in new cheer as well as sorrows. Though we all hope it does bring in more cheer than sorrow. I know I do.

My New Year's resolutions are not anything uncommon. They're posted on my Xanga, but I'll just x-post them here as well, I suppose.

1) Be more productive (physically and mentally)
2) Get Tolkien club more active
3) PULL YOURSELF TOGETHER!
4) Be patient...very patient

That's about it, actually. Except some of them are worded a bit different. Hah.

I hope you all had a very happy new year as well as a nice winter break. I know I've had too much time sitting around all day. I can't wait till track starts.

Chapter 7 pt 2: Escape

This is an exerpt from the newest chapter from my fanfiction Dropped Into Middle Earth: When Peace Ends.

It's a YGO and LOTR crossover, so some of you all would think it kinda weird...no doubt most people. Michelle's betaing it for me, so this is a rough draft sorta of the chapter.

Makes me happy it does ^^


“I would be a fool to store all of my power into the Millennium Ring. A dead fool.” chuckled Bakura as he lurched into a standing position. The Millennium Eye was clutched tightly in his hands. “Of course I can’t store all my power in it! It has too much power of its own, and its own darkness.” He took a faltering step closer to the door and laughed as he fell to the ground, dust plumed around him. Gritting his teeth, he rose again. For a moment, he was no longer in the cell, but in the middle of a desert, bound by ropes and being dragged behind some guards on their steeds. A helpless thief caught in the act of stealing. . . or maybe not so “helpless”. Power began surging through him. The Egyptian guards had been struck down, his ropes cut. He was free!

Back in the tower, he glanced around and laughed, laughing about life, laughing about pain, laughing about power, laughing about death.

“Hey, shut your mouth! There’s nothing to laugh about,” ordered one of the orcs, Bakura didn’t hear them. “Quiet you! Or we’ll take care of that mouth of yours for you.”

The laughter died down to a dark chuckle. “Do you dare?” came the voice, challenging the guards. There was a flash of bright light and a golden manacle appeared around his wrist, its one wing spreading out with a metallic scrape. A glow emitted from one of its planes and the shape of a creature that had a humanoid shape, wings like a large bat, and a snake where its legs should begin was engraved. His cell door was flung open with a bang and the two orcs shuffled in, spears raised at him.

Without any warning, the cell exploded. Rubble cascaded down around them, crushing the orcs beneath the enormous weight. But all seemed to avoid the area in which Bakura stood. The air around him shimmered, and he disappeared, his laughter still ringing in the decimated cell.