Ideas...

I have an idea about another book. It's sort of like my and Izzy's relashionship, and how it'll go up and down, and how things'll happen. Yeah..I like it...I'm going to change us a little bit, make Izzy a little more bubbly and me a little less outgoing. I'm going to make Izzy a little more popular, but that's about all I'm going to do with the characters. The idea of the actual high-school life is good. ☺*opens a Word document and starts typing* I'll probably give the first chapter to Izzy... Bye now. (srry this was so short.)

Overjoyed

Okay, I'm overjoyed right now. My writer's block is over, I'm happy for some reason, and my blog is finally working!!! I made a Temari+Kiba movie last night, which took a few hours to complete, but it was worth it. It was my first movie, but it turned out pretty good, I think. I'm typing my story right now, which is pretty fun, except it's a bit of a depressing chapter... but I can live with that. I've been writing depressing crap all day... I'm going to try and mail Lemur and Kirame my movie. I hope they get it and like it. I would smile if they did. Maybe I'll mail it to Izzy too. By the way, Victoria's new nickname is Izzy. I love Izzy. Bye-now

Okay

I'm so totally done with being so emo-ish. That's how I roll, but I'm so totally done with being depressing.

MY writer's block is FINALLY GOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOONE!!! Whoop whoop whoop!! I'm so happy! I can progress! I can write again! Happy happy happy!! ♥♥♥♥♥♥ Okay, I'm totally done with that.

Oriental Foods.

My favorite type of food is Oriental. I really like salty foods, which is weird, becuase I used to really resent salt and anything with salt that you could taste in it. It's really weird. I really like Oriental things right now, so in a couple months I'll probably be sick of the whole word, but you know... This was a really short post...


Umm...okay, I dislike Mexican foods. I resent spicy things, which Mexians seemed to love love love.

New edits are great.

New ideas for anime edits are great when you're bored. Until my writer's block blows over (only a few more days!! I can feel it!!) I'll be doing a lot of editing. God, I'm still so bored. And listening to emo music. Damn...

'Akiga talks to you becuase she's bored' post.

Ummm... okay. I'm really happy right now, becuase I finished Kirame's birthday picture. I used a base of Kin from Di-chan's gallery, but DID NOT trace it, just used it as a base for the actual picture. I was actually really tempted to draw that ballroom gown picture that Di-chan drew, which I still might do, as the base's already printed out, but that was really hard to try and do, so that's unlikely. It makes me kind of sad because she's such a pretty girl and it's such a pretty picture... and the frmae is so beautiful, and it only cost me FIVE FREAKING DOLLARS!!!!!! I love Wal-Mart. ♥ I also love Kankuro. ♥ Okay, I'm totally done with that.



I miss sleep. Being an author, I lose so much sleep trying to finish a chapter or something. It's so annoying. Lemur-chan has the same problems being an artist like Deidara-kun. I don't think artists lose as much sleep as authors do, which started up an argument in my mind just now. Just one more thing to think about tonight when I can't get to sleep. I wrote for about three hours last night. I was suppose to get eight hours of sleep. I got five. I feel lucky. *hits head against computer desk* BAD DOBBY BAD DOBBY BAD DOBBY!!!!! Okay, I'm done.


God I hate country songs.

Now I'm looking for pictures of Sakura to make a picture of Tora. God, I can get bored sometimes. I'm afraid I'm going to cut my tongue. I have a pair of skizzerds in my mouth. I'm not that smart today! My head still hurts from banging it on the desk. Owww... *cries*

I still can't find that picture of Sakura. Shizzle. God I'm so bored.

Kirame's birthday preasent blues

Okay, so I'm still looking fro Kirame's birthday preasent, which sucks. We went to Wal-Mart the other night, but that didn't work out too well. All teh rings of Kisame on google are out of my range, wexcept one, but that's all the way in China and I don't think it'll be back in time, but IDK. I just now typed in Kisame, and I got about nine pages of responce, but IDK if I'll find something worthy of Kirame's friendship. I finished my drawing last night, by the way. I still have to color it, but I was too tired to do it last night. It's not very good, but Mom wanted me to fram it so it looks more special and enjoyable to look at. Okay, I think I just bought a Tsunade's necklace, which is kind of scary becuase Dana is in the room... OH well. I need to go get the Kasnicky's house address for a sec so they don't come straight to us... Yep, so bye.

'Akiga talks to you becuase she's board' type of post

Like the title suggests, I'm just typing another blog becasue I'm bored. I promise these'll get less currect and numberous after a while, and when my writer's block is over, but that'll be a while, knowing me. I just get so bored. I work on a comunity online called animegalleries.com, but since I don't have anyone to talk to and I don't have any requests to do--damn it-- I'm just bored. I could start on Kirame's project, but...well, I don't want to because I'm lazy. I wrote about three sentances just now. I'm progressing. I feel lucky.

I really want to nickname one of my friends Izzy. No particular reason, just Izzy is a really cool name. So is Akiga. I'm going to name my adoptend daughter Akiga. My name isn't really Akiga, if that hasn't hit you just yet. It's still a cool name. Maybe I'll adopt two children, a boy and a girl. I'll name them Izzy and Akiga. Too many vowels.

I have horrible self-essteem. I'm not going out for the swim team next year because I can't wear a bathing suit in public without thinking 'Damn, I'm so fat!'

The main reason I'm posting right now isn't becuase I'm falling behind in my writing, I have a lack of hugs, I miss Clint, or becuase I was inspired by music. It's becuase I desperatly miss my friend Emma, whom I've known for as long as I can remember, but she seems to hate me now, so I'm staying away from her for a while. I remember us talking before she said I was a queer about she and I going to the orphanage together and standing inthe cafiteria and shouting 'GOOD MORNING SUNSHINE! THE EARTH SAYS HELLO!' and hoping someone will come up to us, or else we adopt someone who wasn't in the cafiteria at the time. I might not even get married or have a kid, adopted or not, when I grow up. I'm an author, so that takes up all my time and energy at the end of the day.

My life with Em is long, paved with smooth, blowing over fights that lasted about two minutes. However, I'm sorry to say that I have almost no idea of her interests, hates, etc... and I feel like I've been ignoring her too much. I've been trying to give her a lot of space, because I know I'm not wanted as a small puppy, but I'm lonesome...I haven't mailed her in over a month. My self-esteem is horrible...

I wish people understood that. I put on a happy face to please my firends and insure they don't worry, but I'm really not a lot of fun to be around. I wish I knew them all a lot better than I do. And there are so many things that they don't know about me.

Like my obsession with hugs and human contact. I hate them while simoltantiously loving them. I don't know why, but everytime I see a close friend like Lemur or Clint, I'm compelled to btoh get away from them and to give them a hug at the same time. I suppose it's just becuase I need to know they're there, but not wanting to disturb them. I only give Vic hugs... and only when I really need them or if I ask her first. Vic seems to like hugs... It's really retarded on my part.

I'm also compelled to write and type about blood and gore. I'm too violent. I cuss too much when I type. My firends don't know about that becuase they've never seen my writing, except Clint who looked around my shoulder in Word Basics at school and read me as I typed a verse of Iris. I like that song a lot...

I don't like touching people, and I don't like being touched. I'll tug on someone's sleeve when I need them, but I hardly touch people except close friends. I met Lemur and Kirame in...the second nine weeks. Do they count as close friends? Kirame invited me to a birthday party... I guess I'm a close friend in her book. Anyway, I still need to look for her birthday present. I want to get her a big Kisame sword, not to mention that picture I mentioned earlier. Shizzle. I just looked on Google and their were no matches for Kisame's Sword. I'll ask my mom to take me to Target or Wal-Mart or something today or tomorrow...maybe I'll find his ring or something like that. I can't get the headband. Lemur's getting that for Kirame.

Damn, this is a long post.

I'm now sitting, alternating between this and my writing project. I printed out all 104 pages today at school and gave them to Mrs. Ernst. She'll be looking over them over the weekend I think, atop the other things she needs to do during the day. Now I feel bad about giving it to her... oh well. She sprung at the chance to edit it. I have a lot to do, don't I? I have a lot to type for just a half hour.


Now I'm bored. I'll probably post again after dinner. Bye now.

Least Favorite stuff...

Food on its own: Overdoeses of chicken; I don't like a lot of fowl, whether it be chicken or turkey or something like that...I just don't like it. It's either flabby and fat-covered or tough and dry. Ick. I just hate it. I hardly know what real chicken taste like anymore, it's been put through so much to get to my dinner table.

Food Type: Mexican. I resent spicy foods. And Mexians seemed to enjoy bulky food that slows me down. It can take a long time to make, but I need food that won't slow me down.

Genra of Music: Country and classical...ugh, they're always so sappy. There are a couple of country songs I enjoy, but overall, it's my least favorite genra.

Genra of Book: Biogrophies and such. Boring as hell.

Movie: High School Musicals--both of them. I stopped going to Disney channel becuase all their shows suck, but the High School Musicals sucre take the cake...

Website: Probabaly Google. Too much in one spot.

Actor: None. I don't single them out much. I like Danial Radcliff a lot, but that shouldnn't be here.

Writer's block.

I hate having writer's block. I lose so much sleep to trying to finish my novels, and I miss sleep. I should've gotten those eight hours of sleep last night. However, I only got six. Those two hours of sleep were spent finishing the lost chapter of Ten and I didn't even get to finish it!! Oh sleep, were did thou go! Anyway, I'm listening to Casting Crowds right now, and I've still got no insparation. It's all very depressing...I wonder if I should mail Lemur-chan or Asia-chan... Well, I'm about to print out the picture I'm going to use as a base for Asley-chan's birthday...I have to ink it on Paint, or the lines will be to faint for the printer to pick up...Shizzle, I should probably get going...

Here we go...

He would dies with the most toys wins.

Wrong. He would dies with the most toys still dies. In fact, he might die sooner, whether it be of suicide or depressing, anorexia or something like that. I mean, eventually you die, and either your just dead, or you goto heaven, which everyone has everything they ever wanted and nothing they don't. If you believe in that sort of stuff... I'm leaving it at that.



Heaven is perfect.

Well, no one knows for certian, but I would say no. Heaven is not perfect. It's imperfect, becuase it has perfect love, but imperfect hatered. So, tecnically, heaven is not perfect.

Here we go again. Another blog tonight.

An old ass knows more than a young colt.

I've thought about this one a lot. If we were speaking human-wise, than no, this wouldn't be correct in many cases. It's said that young children are actually quite intellagent, just are inable to use their knowledge until their brain has been harrassed by television and whatnot. Older humans are more suseptible to forget things often, therefore that old ass knows less than that young colt. Case closed.


A dog's bark is worse than its bite.

No. Being the part wolf I am, I know for a fact that no dog's bark is worse than its bite. Although many dogs are very gentle and often stay quite calm, unless you've had their teeth wrenched out, no dog has a soft enough bite that is less intimidating than his or her bite. Unless their a puppy, but they don't have teeth, therefore disruption the whole point of the phrase, so what's the point of bringing it up in the first place?


Now I want to sleep. Good-night.

Another Post tonight...wow, I'm bored.

Sticks and stones may break my bones, but words will never hurt me.

I don't agree. Not at all. Words can hurt quite a bit. In a world where we all love each other and everyone has two million friends, maybe, but since such a world doesn't exsist yet, words hurt. For example, if you get wacked with a stick, it'll sting for a while, but after that, it doesn't hurt anymore. A stone to the face will give you a concussion if aimed right-not that I would know- but you'll eventually get over it. Eventually.
Same basics with words. A couple 'shut ups' are pretty useless in the real world (stop sobbing, you know I'm right!) The person who create this phrase, the bastard, has obviously never expereanced crying one's self to sleep at night. I rest my case there.




Every human year equals seven dog years.
Wrong. I used to think that as well, until my sister proved me wrong, and then it just stunk. Normally, dogs grow the most between the first and second year of development, then, depending on the size and weight of such dog, the aging slws down a bit. The smaller the dog, the longer it should last. That toy poodle you saw in the window yesterday will probably live longer than that big German shepard, even if they were born on the same day.

Done with that.



Now I'm out of ideas. If you have an phrases you question, send them to me. God know's, I'm pissed off with being so freaking bored.

Another Blog today...

Here's all about me:

Food by itself: Anything with beef in it. I likey the beef.

Food Type: Oriental, becasue it's salty and I like Ramen.

Genra of music: Rock/Metal/Hard Rock Metal

Genra of Book: Sci-fi and realistic fiction. Hard core fantasy too. No Alice and Wonderland for me

Favorite Movie: None. I don't have a freaking favorite movie. Get over it.

Website: animegalleries.com Why? Becuase I have friends there. Collage friends

Actors: None, becuase they all suck nowadays.

Akiga's first blog, written in her basement, on her spinny chair.

Well, this is my first blog. I'm ecstatic, can you tell? ^_^ I don't really know what to put in my very first blog, which is a little depressing, but I can live with that.
I was happy today. I finished my novel, saved it on a disk, and I'm going to take it to Mrs. Ernst tomorrow for her to look at and edit. That makes me happy. I still have to give Clint a sample of my writing, which I've yet to do. I talked to Asia on the phone today, and I need to give her a sample of my writing too.

Shizzle...

Isn't that such a fun word? Shizzle shizzle shizzle shizzle shizzle.... I could say it forever and ever and never get tired...Clint says that eventually you get tired of a word, and you never want to say it again. I like Clint and respect him, but sometimes he's full of shizzle.

We also went on a field trip today to the Children's Museum, which was very, very boooooaring. We did almost nothing, but I got to catch up on my sleep when we were riding back to school, which was weird becuase every freaking boy on the bus was screaming their lungs out. I slept for about 80% of the ride with my HAIR DOWN!!!!! Wow, it's like a first!

For my blog, I'll probably be reveiwing a lot of old sayings, just so you know.