(Current Time: 9:50 Am, 2nd Blk)
(Current Sounds: SUPPORATION - K O T O K O)
Musings and a Random Playlist Of Addiction:
Today is rainy. That's going to be how this post will start up as.
Anyways, I'm writing today as to how the weather can affect our moods. Messed up and all the way, true.
Winter, for me, is the most crappiest time to start displaying emotions. Doesn't everyone? And recently, with the economy downfall, the terrorism surrounding our society and trust leaving our sides each and every day, replacing it with death and horror, its...getting hard for us people to cope.
Am I right? Or is pessimissm getting in our ways again?
Oh cynics. But I'm not here to address those matters (I'll make this post more thorny with that if I do). I'm here to say how the weather's fucking up our moods.
Winter is dark. Unless you live WAY up north (British Columbia, folks, is nowhere NEAR as cold as Nunavut), the sun's last stand is late October and then just pops in and out rarely, leaving us in the dark.
Its STUPID.
Sure snow's nice but only for...like TWO DAYS. Snowfalls that last for a month is not cool.
Snow days is also great, but for someone who attends a school with a self-directed system to graduate IN TIME, it makes it harder >_>
and rain is just gloomy.
I'm too tired to rant about this, to be honest. Stupid weather, and STUPID MOOD SWINGS.
Right, now...about this playlist.
I stalked around my followers list (I LOVE YOU GUYS, BY THE WAY. xD) and Naomi had a post about 'an awesome random playlist.'
Now, unfortunately, most of my followers listen to...North American music. I think I'm the only one who's listened to Asian pop/rock and Dance Dance Revolution for a bit.
Gooooddammit. This might not work if you don't even KNOW who most of my list is about. THERE'S ALWAYS YOUTUBE! D:
BUT I'LL TRY.
Here is my current playlist of songs that I am currently addicted to listening to. And why 13? I like going the extra mile xD:
1) Your Love Is A Drug - Puffy AmiYumi
2) 30 Lives (Up-Up-Down Mix) - The Motion Sick
3) Vanilla - Gackt
4) Balrog Boogie - Diablo Swing Orchestra
5) Dress - Abingdon Boys School (Trinity Blood opening, their version)
6) Misery Business - Paramore
7) Lucid Dreams - Franz Ferdinand
8) Creep - Radiohead
9) Monsoon - Tokio Hotel
10) Russian Roulette - Tomoyasu Hotei
11) Technologic - Daft Punk
12) Perfect Insanity - Disturbed
13) Too Much, Too Young, Too Fast - Airbourne
~~
HEY, most of them are English! YAY SHUFFLE LOVED ME TODAY XD
So....maybe i can explain why I have those particular songs on my player at the moment ._. Gotta make this post worthwhile anyways...
1) Puffy AmiYumi was a band I started listening to when I was...like in grade 8 xD I just recently found them and I still love them.
2) 30 Lives is in DDR X (PS2). I LOVE this song, mainly for its funky catchphrase: UP-UP-DOWN-DOWN-LEFT-RIGHT-LEFT-RIGHT-B-A-SELECT-START
I'm such a geek xD
3) Its the universal sex song in Japan. It HAS to be, because its Gackt.
4) One of my friends got me addicted to DSO and this was the first track I listened to :3
5) Trinity Blood was one anime I can't forget (its...interesting.). And I love Abingdon Boys School ;^; For the fact that they made a version of Dress, the opening of TB, its just EPIC
6) Misery Business is on Guitar Hero: World Tour (our X-Mas gift from Santa this year). And its a kickass song xD
7) Its a new track from Franz Ferdinand. Gotta have at least ONE alternitive track on my player xDD
8) Well...this song suits me.
9) Also on GH: World Tour. Its...such a pretty song.
10) TOMOYASU HOTEI. OMAIGAWD. xD
11) Every line on this song is an innuendo. xd
12) I found it randomly after seeing my brother play too much WWE 09. Its...pretty kickass.
13) GH: World Tour. I love the guitar in this one xD
I think I'm fine now... >_>;;
-kiwi
Thursday, January 29, 2009
Thursday, January 22, 2009
Forty-Eight - Rustling Up Frost
(Current Time: 9:50 Am, 2nd Blk)
(Current Sounds: Loveholic - Sana)
Poetry:
Haiku (Five Stanzas):
Hard beats lead their eyes
Into a twisted embrace
With the thrilling lights.
Echoes are made
By quivering fingertips
Against two dancers.
Only silence is
Created from the static
Electricity.
Intoxication
Controls the dancer's systems.
Happily seduced.
History is made
By dancing the night away
Under the twilight.
~~
Color:
Yellow-green! I feel so yellow-green!
I just want to throw my smiles like
Rockets with confetti colored tail strings!
And my energy gift-wrapped like
An explosive bomb with ions of
Exhilaration!
~~
Impossible Situation:
There is a man with a scowl
Pointing a giant bladed katana
At my neck.
Judging from his black bathrobe,
The overexaggerated skirt,
The cute white bow hanging around his waist
And the sandals on his feet--
Wait, sandals?
So he's not a Japanese enforcement officer
Who just got out of bed and sports
A fashion emergency?
And this isn't the 21st century, isn't it?
~~
Comparison:
Like a forest, frosted from the bitter cold,
With mysterious beauty and alluring grace.
That even from the harshful winds,
The gentle peace would never falter.
Like your welcoming kindness, dear sister.
~~
Auto-Bio:
Kiwi-
Kind, mischievious, crazy, loud
Sister of Klarisse and Ray
Lover of creativity, discovery and the power of freedom
Who fees carefree with her family, fear against a spider and belonging with her friends
Who needs a fresh spring day, a good video game and the language of music
Who gives laughter, reassurance and reliability
Who fears heights, unjustice, and drowning in her own pain
Who would like to see friends from many places, unity within her family tree and true love
Who lives in the bottom of a hill in a red townhouse
-Quilloy
~~
Can you say I'm crazy if I said 'I'm not finished yet?' xDDD
-kiwi
(Current Sounds: Loveholic - Sana)
Poetry:
Haiku (Five Stanzas):
Hard beats lead their eyes
Into a twisted embrace
With the thrilling lights.
Echoes are made
By quivering fingertips
Against two dancers.
Only silence is
Created from the static
Electricity.
Intoxication
Controls the dancer's systems.
Happily seduced.
History is made
By dancing the night away
Under the twilight.
~~
Color:
Yellow-green! I feel so yellow-green!
I just want to throw my smiles like
Rockets with confetti colored tail strings!
And my energy gift-wrapped like
An explosive bomb with ions of
Exhilaration!
~~
Impossible Situation:
There is a man with a scowl
Pointing a giant bladed katana
At my neck.
Judging from his black bathrobe,
The overexaggerated skirt,
The cute white bow hanging around his waist
And the sandals on his feet--
Wait, sandals?
So he's not a Japanese enforcement officer
Who just got out of bed and sports
A fashion emergency?
And this isn't the 21st century, isn't it?
~~
Comparison:
Like a forest, frosted from the bitter cold,
With mysterious beauty and alluring grace.
That even from the harshful winds,
The gentle peace would never falter.
Like your welcoming kindness, dear sister.
~~
Auto-Bio:
Kiwi-
Kind, mischievious, crazy, loud
Sister of Klarisse and Ray
Lover of creativity, discovery and the power of freedom
Who fees carefree with her family, fear against a spider and belonging with her friends
Who needs a fresh spring day, a good video game and the language of music
Who gives laughter, reassurance and reliability
Who fears heights, unjustice, and drowning in her own pain
Who would like to see friends from many places, unity within her family tree and true love
Who lives in the bottom of a hill in a red townhouse
-Quilloy
~~
Can you say I'm crazy if I said 'I'm not finished yet?' xDDD
-kiwi
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Wednesday, January 21, 2009
Forty-Seven - Brick Wall
(Current Time: 4:57 Pm, Evening)
(Current Sounds: GET UP 'N MOVE - S&K)
Musings and A Poem:
This just came to mind while I was working on my Poetry Project (due, like in a week xD). Well, enjoy. Not much to say here, but enjoy.
~~
You look like...
A breath of exaggerated hot air
A mockery of a bitch-slap
Like a broken helicopter blade in an IMAX movie
A haughty sewstress running out of thread
The neon label tape across a lawn
A bent fingernail grossily sticking out of an
Orangutan's lip
The tufts of fake mink fur on a pleather throw rug
Spilled cranberry juice on a checkered blanket
A beige telephone hanging useless on a school wall
Old fashioned burgers at Timmy's
Van Gogh's version of the Judas Kiss
A bride's bouquet colliding with a dj
Banter about the economic crisis
A ninja's interpretation of calypso
A French Vanilla latte triple shot without the vanilla
Foam from a lithe beaver's mouth
A chattering palace of gossiping pariahs
A young prosperous scientist who's trying too hard
Horses stampeding a post office in Zimbabwe
Fingerless gloves for a social worker
300 yen's worth of Magikut hairpins
A suspect in the 5 o'clock news holding a Red Bull can
Oversized puppies in the mud
A VCR still holding some dust from a Disney movie
A personal essay without its scoring guide
A rotten black diamond with no core of a heartbeat
A rundown SONY CD player with IPOD headphones
and an eraser with secret messages under its
cardboard sleeve.
~~
ughaaaaaa, moar later
-kiwi
(Current Sounds: GET UP 'N MOVE - S&K)
Musings and A Poem:
This just came to mind while I was working on my Poetry Project (due, like in a week xD). Well, enjoy. Not much to say here, but enjoy.
~~
You look like...
A breath of exaggerated hot air
A mockery of a bitch-slap
Like a broken helicopter blade in an IMAX movie
A haughty sewstress running out of thread
The neon label tape across a lawn
A bent fingernail grossily sticking out of an
Orangutan's lip
The tufts of fake mink fur on a pleather throw rug
Spilled cranberry juice on a checkered blanket
A beige telephone hanging useless on a school wall
Old fashioned burgers at Timmy's
Van Gogh's version of the Judas Kiss
A bride's bouquet colliding with a dj
Banter about the economic crisis
A ninja's interpretation of calypso
A French Vanilla latte triple shot without the vanilla
Foam from a lithe beaver's mouth
A chattering palace of gossiping pariahs
A young prosperous scientist who's trying too hard
Horses stampeding a post office in Zimbabwe
Fingerless gloves for a social worker
300 yen's worth of Magikut hairpins
A suspect in the 5 o'clock news holding a Red Bull can
Oversized puppies in the mud
A VCR still holding some dust from a Disney movie
A personal essay without its scoring guide
A rotten black diamond with no core of a heartbeat
A rundown SONY CD player with IPOD headphones
and an eraser with secret messages under its
cardboard sleeve.
~~
ughaaaaaa, moar later
-kiwi
Wednesday, January 14, 2009
Forty-Six - Talking To A Pair of Headphones
(Current Time: 1:46 Pm, 5th Blk)
(Current Sounds: Custom-Made Girl "NOT FOR SALE" - Sana)
Musings/Poetry:
ARGH
ARGH ARGH
I hate poetry. But its the next best thing before short story writing
OH WELL, LETS GIVE IT A TRY
~~
You dare to mock me, frayed wire?
You dare to snap your puny eletrical whatchamacallit's all over my face like you can just control my brain waves already with the lowered volume control cog infused seductively through your vines?
You could've just warned me that you were going to pop your popcorn sounding melodies into my cochlea (because you're sick twisted like that), you could've given me a heads-up when I heard one of my ears crackle and dismember itself with a jaw-dropping symphony of feedback and disorder.
But no. You had to break at the right song, didn't you? You cheap, dollar-store shelved bastard.
~~
next week, kiwi tries to talk to white-out and a faulty cabinet! XD
(Current Sounds: Custom-Made Girl "NOT FOR SALE" - Sana)
Musings/Poetry:
ARGH
ARGH ARGH
I hate poetry. But its the next best thing before short story writing
OH WELL, LETS GIVE IT A TRY
~~
You dare to mock me, frayed wire?
You dare to snap your puny eletrical whatchamacallit's all over my face like you can just control my brain waves already with the lowered volume control cog infused seductively through your vines?
You could've just warned me that you were going to pop your popcorn sounding melodies into my cochlea (because you're sick twisted like that), you could've given me a heads-up when I heard one of my ears crackle and dismember itself with a jaw-dropping symphony of feedback and disorder.
But no. You had to break at the right song, didn't you? You cheap, dollar-store shelved bastard.
~~
next week, kiwi tries to talk to white-out and a faulty cabinet! XD
Tuesday, January 13, 2009
Forty-Five - Re-Create Revolution
(Current Time: 4:04 Pm, Home)
(Current Sounds: Supporation - K O T O K O)
Musings/Pantoums:
QUICK POST SINCE I'M RUNNING OFF TO THE MALL RIGHT AFTER THIS :D
~~
Pantoum One: Aftermath
The sun's arising, the rain's lifting off
The wound's still fresh
Yet now I can say I can live again
I feel like I haven't left at all
The wound's still fresh
My heart aches for home
I feel like I haven't left at all
My pride lies not on my blade
My heart aches for home
So endless this fight has been
My pride lies not on my blade
I have you, that's all I need
So endless this fight has been
Yet now I can say I can live again
I have you, that's all I need
The sun's arising, the rain's lifted off.
~~
Pantoum Two: Elysian
So lets play in dreams, me and you
Out here in out little dream world
We can waltz in a childlike manner
In the ballroom of crystal flowers
Out here in our little dream world
My ruby eyes catch your amber stars
In the ballroom of crystal flowers
I can hear my dreams come true
My ruby eyes catch your amber stars
Like a mirror reflecting the sleeping world
I can hear my dreams come true
And I want to be part of your complicated life too
Like a mirror reflecting the sleeping world
We can waltz in a childlike manner
And I want to be part of your complicated life too
So lets play in dreams, me and you
~~
kiwi, over and out D:
(Current Sounds: Supporation - K O T O K O)
Musings/Pantoums:
QUICK POST SINCE I'M RUNNING OFF TO THE MALL RIGHT AFTER THIS :D
~~
Pantoum One: Aftermath
The sun's arising, the rain's lifting off
The wound's still fresh
Yet now I can say I can live again
I feel like I haven't left at all
The wound's still fresh
My heart aches for home
I feel like I haven't left at all
My pride lies not on my blade
My heart aches for home
So endless this fight has been
My pride lies not on my blade
I have you, that's all I need
So endless this fight has been
Yet now I can say I can live again
I have you, that's all I need
The sun's arising, the rain's lifted off.
~~
Pantoum Two: Elysian
So lets play in dreams, me and you
Out here in out little dream world
We can waltz in a childlike manner
In the ballroom of crystal flowers
Out here in our little dream world
My ruby eyes catch your amber stars
In the ballroom of crystal flowers
I can hear my dreams come true
My ruby eyes catch your amber stars
Like a mirror reflecting the sleeping world
I can hear my dreams come true
And I want to be part of your complicated life too
Like a mirror reflecting the sleeping world
We can waltz in a childlike manner
And I want to be part of your complicated life too
So lets play in dreams, me and you
~~
kiwi, over and out D:
Monday, January 12, 2009
XIII - Nobody
I hear the darkness call me
Don't care what everyone else thinks
I want to float free
Let the memories fade away
Take you away
Like leaves in a restless wind
Frozen heart
Where did the feelings go?
Can't feel like I used to
I try to find out who I am
All is lost in this world
I don't feel like finding out why
Trying to breathe is optional
Trying to live is a must
I have to keep my grip on this earth tight
I feel violated, conned
Outsmarted for once
Deception and lies
Cover my life all over
I can't breathe right or feel myself
And no one hears me
Scars show me there's nothing to fear
Believe in a revolution that will happen
And it will go as planned
I can't feel pain because I'm dead
Inside and out
The moon shines down on you all
Except on me and my accursed shadow
I don't give a shit about before
I'm living for today
But now that everyone's passing me by
I have to kick it up a notch
The dying flames whisper my fate
Rising from the ashes, my past burns
My future glows bright
But can these scars tell me if I'll still be here?
Never wanted to get passed the crossfire
I want to run away from it all
But duty calls--I must fight
To bring it all back
Because I'm drowning in my misery
I can't fight this pain
I can't deny these feelings--but I can't feel
What is real?
Like the ocean in front of me?
Everything is not real
It's like time, slipping quietly away
Make the use of it
For time foes by without your knowledge
Keep waiting and what you desire will slip away
Grasp hard to fate
Learn how to fight
Make a trickery out of your life
You'll feel something
That will replace the addiction in your soul
Hope is in a faraway place now
I'll never see it again--I look towards fate
The fields are turning red
Petals of enemies fly
I leave them to die
They can't see right through these wilted eyes
They're all fools
The blood stings my blade
I sway around the chaos
And lay surrounded by harmony
Is this why I still exist?
The storm is coming
Head for cover if you can
I care about your pain
And I don't care about mine
It's all about trying to make you suffer
I'm not being sadistic--it makes me ecstatic
I love insanity
Especially from your screaming
It sounds like an euphoria of havoc
It feels like a pulse resonating through me again
I could feel when I'm shocked
If I don't, my soul dies
Life shrouded in twilight
I'm breaking down
Who am I?
What's my purpose?
My life is nothing but a memory
To another
The city haunts my soul, reminding me of before
My place in this world is gone
I must fight for my existence
Fight for what's left of me
I want to see the light
But I am part of the dark
This is the life of a Nobody.
Don't care what everyone else thinks
I want to float free
Let the memories fade away
Take you away
Like leaves in a restless wind
Frozen heart
Where did the feelings go?
Can't feel like I used to
I try to find out who I am
All is lost in this world
I don't feel like finding out why
Trying to breathe is optional
Trying to live is a must
I have to keep my grip on this earth tight
I feel violated, conned
Outsmarted for once
Deception and lies
Cover my life all over
I can't breathe right or feel myself
And no one hears me
Scars show me there's nothing to fear
Believe in a revolution that will happen
And it will go as planned
I can't feel pain because I'm dead
Inside and out
The moon shines down on you all
Except on me and my accursed shadow
I don't give a shit about before
I'm living for today
But now that everyone's passing me by
I have to kick it up a notch
The dying flames whisper my fate
Rising from the ashes, my past burns
My future glows bright
But can these scars tell me if I'll still be here?
Never wanted to get passed the crossfire
I want to run away from it all
But duty calls--I must fight
To bring it all back
Because I'm drowning in my misery
I can't fight this pain
I can't deny these feelings--but I can't feel
What is real?
Like the ocean in front of me?
Everything is not real
It's like time, slipping quietly away
Make the use of it
For time foes by without your knowledge
Keep waiting and what you desire will slip away
Grasp hard to fate
Learn how to fight
Make a trickery out of your life
You'll feel something
That will replace the addiction in your soul
Hope is in a faraway place now
I'll never see it again--I look towards fate
The fields are turning red
Petals of enemies fly
I leave them to die
They can't see right through these wilted eyes
They're all fools
The blood stings my blade
I sway around the chaos
And lay surrounded by harmony
Is this why I still exist?
The storm is coming
Head for cover if you can
I care about your pain
And I don't care about mine
It's all about trying to make you suffer
I'm not being sadistic--it makes me ecstatic
I love insanity
Especially from your screaming
It sounds like an euphoria of havoc
It feels like a pulse resonating through me again
I could feel when I'm shocked
If I don't, my soul dies
Life shrouded in twilight
I'm breaking down
Who am I?
What's my purpose?
My life is nothing but a memory
To another
The city haunts my soul, reminding me of before
My place in this world is gone
I must fight for my existence
Fight for what's left of me
I want to see the light
But I am part of the dark
This is the life of a Nobody.
Friday, January 9, 2009
Forty-Four - Patience's Little Mishap
(Current Time: 10:45 AM, 1st blk)
(Current Sounds: Vioectrolysis - Masafumi Takada )
Musings and Story Tale:
Before we get the next chapter started, I would like to note down the advantages of The Nightmare Before Christmas--towards that stupid series called twilight.
(I'M NOT GONNA CAPITALIZE IT. NO WAY)
Anyways! Its got a talking, poetic-snapping skeleton! It has ballads and freaky tunes that have been with us since...well, 1993. There's a gambling sock fulla bugs, a lonely ragdoll and two holidays colliding together!
COME ON. Its every drama/band/choir/brooding kid's movie! What the hell does that stupid seris called twilight got that NBC does not? DRAMA? Plus vampires are just a turn-off if you think about it.
Edward's not THAT hot, kthx.
Just throwing it out there, but...sheesh. Its only been out for three years or so (the books, I mean. The movies are just getting into what Harry Potter did...). NBC, in the meantime, has been in many a childhood before. And its not chock-full of vampires, kthx.
Fuck vampires, by the way.
back to the story.
~~
Patience's Little Mishap
Chapter 10: Hard Way To Escort
~~
The next day was a little more cloudy than usual, but the sun peaked just enough for the area to be filled with the gently morning glow.
That glow reached the small window inside the main office, where Patience and her gang were finally sleeping off the fatigue of yesterday.
The princess woke slowly from her place on the velveteen couch. She rubbed her eyes from sleep dust and stretched, yawning. Her gray eyes looked dazily around.
Jack was snoring from behind the desk, curled in a tight little ball. Poosh was leaning against the walls of his lonely corner, while Malice had taken up the whole of the marble floor, body sprawled out and sleeping peacefully.
The princess giggled to herself. She was glad to have such handsome, lovely and kind princes (even though Poosh really was just a man-steed) sleep near her last night. It made her a little more secure. Safer.
She got up from the couch, walked over towards Jack and shook his shoulder gently. By reaction, the carrot-topped prince woke in an instant, feeling the small touch like a lightning bolt all over his body. He covered his body with his arms: his universal 'hide like a coward' position.
Patience giggled softly. "Good morning, Sir Jack!"
Jack peeked from spread fingers over his face and nodded in reply. He still wasn't used to Patience's unwavering kindness towards her. Usually, whoever he spazzed at, they would give him a strange, almost pitiful look.
Patience, in the meantime, just smiled at his stupidity. Jack felt almost guilty of cowering from her gracious greeting.
"H-Hi..." he managed to stifle out from his hidden position.
Patience's smile got bigger and she went over to Malice next. She patted the Other prince's shoulder lightly, resulting with Malice opening his eyes slowly.
"Mm?" he said groggily. Once again, Patience giggled in delight. Malice looked so childish, with his dark blue eyes narrowed in annoyance.
He wasn't used to having others awaken him. It bothered him that he was told to get up out of his own free will.
But his frown seemed to tug lighter than usual when he woke up to Patience's sunshining face.
Patience got up, and shook Poosh up. Quick like that, Poosh was up and smiling gently towards the tangerine haired girl. The princess nodded and moved towards the two princes.
"Shall we, then?" she said cheerfully. Both princes knew what she was talking about, and for once, agreed to go on with her.
~~
Pooma groaned as the sunlight hit his tiny pupils. The damn gates had a squeaking sound and they were bending in the wrong places. The Captain gave a snarl; today felt like a bummer.
Studbot (remember him? He's the eldest of the three guards. With the confusion problem?) greeted his Captain with a strong salute. Pooma shrugged it off and stood beside him outside the gates.
"....Nice day, Captain?"
"I didn't ask if it was."
Studbot looked downwards, now a little befuddled. He asked?
(See how bad it is?)
Pooma crossed his arms, still snarling, still agitated. A little more far off there arrived Grimsley (Middle guard? The really sad one?). The blonde took his place on the vacant side of Pooma.
"G-Good morning, Captain."
"Its NOT a good morning."
Grimsley whimpered and looked downwards as well. He hated saying things that offended his Captain. He started making excuses in his mind that made him feel even more downed than usual.
(His problem is pretty severe too)
Pooma looked about, snarling a little more louder for the other guards to hear. "Where the FUCK is Rife?"
Studbot shrugged, not understanding the question. Grimsley was still making death threats to himself, so he was uncapable to say an answer.
Of course, Rife was the Guard Who Can't Guard. He was known for his laziness for his post, so obviously he was avoiding work at this time.
(How he became a guard, we'll never know)
Pooma growled. His guards were so....STUPID...
~~
Patience skipped among Vacillaite's rubble, humming a small tune to herself. Jack decided for Poosh to piggy-back him (since he was afraid of the sharp glass) and Malice, with his folded arms, trailed from behind.
"Its such a lovely day, ne?!" Patience called to her new friends.
In reply, Poosh grunted, Jack hid from behind his steed's shoulders, and Malice ignored her.
The princess's smile weakened as all three boys walked ahead of her (ignoring the whole ordeal) and she sulked immediately behind.
(Current Sounds: Vioectrolysis - Masafumi Takada )
Musings and Story Tale:
Before we get the next chapter started, I would like to note down the advantages of The Nightmare Before Christmas--towards that stupid series called twilight.
(I'M NOT GONNA CAPITALIZE IT. NO WAY)
Anyways! Its got a talking, poetic-snapping skeleton! It has ballads and freaky tunes that have been with us since...well, 1993. There's a gambling sock fulla bugs, a lonely ragdoll and two holidays colliding together!
COME ON. Its every drama/band/choir/brooding kid's movie! What the hell does that stupid seris called twilight got that NBC does not? DRAMA? Plus vampires are just a turn-off if you think about it.
Edward's not THAT hot, kthx.
Just throwing it out there, but...sheesh. Its only been out for three years or so (the books, I mean. The movies are just getting into what Harry Potter did...). NBC, in the meantime, has been in many a childhood before. And its not chock-full of vampires, kthx.
Fuck vampires, by the way.
back to the story.
~~
Patience's Little Mishap
Chapter 10: Hard Way To Escort
~~
The next day was a little more cloudy than usual, but the sun peaked just enough for the area to be filled with the gently morning glow.
That glow reached the small window inside the main office, where Patience and her gang were finally sleeping off the fatigue of yesterday.
The princess woke slowly from her place on the velveteen couch. She rubbed her eyes from sleep dust and stretched, yawning. Her gray eyes looked dazily around.
Jack was snoring from behind the desk, curled in a tight little ball. Poosh was leaning against the walls of his lonely corner, while Malice had taken up the whole of the marble floor, body sprawled out and sleeping peacefully.
The princess giggled to herself. She was glad to have such handsome, lovely and kind princes (even though Poosh really was just a man-steed) sleep near her last night. It made her a little more secure. Safer.
She got up from the couch, walked over towards Jack and shook his shoulder gently. By reaction, the carrot-topped prince woke in an instant, feeling the small touch like a lightning bolt all over his body. He covered his body with his arms: his universal 'hide like a coward' position.
Patience giggled softly. "Good morning, Sir Jack!"
Jack peeked from spread fingers over his face and nodded in reply. He still wasn't used to Patience's unwavering kindness towards her. Usually, whoever he spazzed at, they would give him a strange, almost pitiful look.
Patience, in the meantime, just smiled at his stupidity. Jack felt almost guilty of cowering from her gracious greeting.
"H-Hi..." he managed to stifle out from his hidden position.
Patience's smile got bigger and she went over to Malice next. She patted the Other prince's shoulder lightly, resulting with Malice opening his eyes slowly.
"Mm?" he said groggily. Once again, Patience giggled in delight. Malice looked so childish, with his dark blue eyes narrowed in annoyance.
He wasn't used to having others awaken him. It bothered him that he was told to get up out of his own free will.
But his frown seemed to tug lighter than usual when he woke up to Patience's sunshining face.
Patience got up, and shook Poosh up. Quick like that, Poosh was up and smiling gently towards the tangerine haired girl. The princess nodded and moved towards the two princes.
"Shall we, then?" she said cheerfully. Both princes knew what she was talking about, and for once, agreed to go on with her.
~~
Pooma groaned as the sunlight hit his tiny pupils. The damn gates had a squeaking sound and they were bending in the wrong places. The Captain gave a snarl; today felt like a bummer.
Studbot (remember him? He's the eldest of the three guards. With the confusion problem?) greeted his Captain with a strong salute. Pooma shrugged it off and stood beside him outside the gates.
"....Nice day, Captain?"
"I didn't ask if it was."
Studbot looked downwards, now a little befuddled. He asked?
(See how bad it is?)
Pooma crossed his arms, still snarling, still agitated. A little more far off there arrived Grimsley (Middle guard? The really sad one?). The blonde took his place on the vacant side of Pooma.
"G-Good morning, Captain."
"Its NOT a good morning."
Grimsley whimpered and looked downwards as well. He hated saying things that offended his Captain. He started making excuses in his mind that made him feel even more downed than usual.
(His problem is pretty severe too)
Pooma looked about, snarling a little more louder for the other guards to hear. "Where the FUCK is Rife?"
Studbot shrugged, not understanding the question. Grimsley was still making death threats to himself, so he was uncapable to say an answer.
Of course, Rife was the Guard Who Can't Guard. He was known for his laziness for his post, so obviously he was avoiding work at this time.
(How he became a guard, we'll never know)
Pooma growled. His guards were so....STUPID...
~~
Patience skipped among Vacillaite's rubble, humming a small tune to herself. Jack decided for Poosh to piggy-back him (since he was afraid of the sharp glass) and Malice, with his folded arms, trailed from behind.
"Its such a lovely day, ne?!" Patience called to her new friends.
In reply, Poosh grunted, Jack hid from behind his steed's shoulders, and Malice ignored her.
The princess's smile weakened as all three boys walked ahead of her (ignoring the whole ordeal) and she sulked immediately behind.
Feeling someone's saddened aura is something hard to ignore. For Jack, he noticed it straight on and slid slowly away from his sanctuary of Poosh's shoulders. He went right beside her, walking timidly along and eyes set downwards.
"....it IS a nice day, Princess P-Patience..." he muttered to himself.
Patience lit up and smiled back towards the carrot-top prince. In an innocent gesture, she took Jack's hand, despite having it being sweaty palmed and his scared protest.
"Yay! Come on, lets run to the gates together!"
Jack, with a stifled laugh (or a whimper, since its Jack we're talking about) was then dragged by the ecstatic princess, away from Poosh and Malice.
Poosh coughed randomly while Malice face-palmed in quiet anger.
~~
"Aww SHIT, don't let em IN!"
"DON'T let them in, Sire?"
"YEAH, DON'T, YOU THOUGHT I SAID DO, DIDN'T YOU, STUD?!"
"But I thought you were talking to Grims!"
"He NEEEEVER talks to me..."
"OH SHUT UP, THE BOTH OF YOU LIL SHITS AND DON'T LET THEM IN"
Why the insane dialogue, folks? Apparently, at the same time when Patience and her gang was leaving the town hall building, Pooma, Studbot, and Grimsley was standing at the town's entrance gates and had found that there were approaching invaders heading towards them.
So of course, Pooma made orders to "close the gates." To Studbot.
Now we remember clearly that Stud had NO idea how to take orders so he took this as a confused state of mind that his captain was displaying.
And of course, that led to their heated argument. Along with all three guards having to push against the gates in order for the intruders to be left outside.
"Sire, I-I think there's something wrong with the ga--" Grimsley started to mumble as he struggled with his footing. Pooma roared in frustration and banged on the iron bars with his mountainous fists.
"GODDAMMIT, THE BOTH OF YA, PUT SOME O' YER WEAKLING BACKBONE INTO IT!"
Somehow, Studbot understood that quickly and urged himself on to keep pushing among the gates. Grimsley sadly followed and we leave these three to their misery and woe.
Well, until we get the last piece of the puzzle into it, anyways.
~~
"Ah... what are they doing over there?"
Patience and Jack had skidded to a stop when their eyes found the gates occupied by said three guards. Jack backed off a little from the princess's firm grip, while Malice and Poosh finally caught up to them.
"Why'd you stop, pri--What the HELL are they doing?"
"M-Muh-Muh-Maybe they're b-blocking it?" Jack suggested. He received a glare from the Other prince.
"I don't want them to block it. You THINK they are, do you?" he snarled.
"N-No! W-Why would I think THAT?" Jack squealed. Malice groaned in rising frustration and yanked the Cowardly Prince by his neck-line.
"Because you suggested it, you moron!" Malice followed up with an ungodly storm of cursing towards the carrot-top man.
Patience, with a silent, determined frown, set off again across the street to meet with the struggling guards, unaware that the two princes had forgotten about her folly.
Poosh, still trying to be important, skid beside the two arguing men and tapped both on their shoulders. Malice swatted Poosh's hand off indifferently while Jack swatted the other hand by natural fear of it.
With a sigh, the man-steed decided to ignore them and followed the naive princess down to the gates.
Only to have both figures stopped by a new guard.
He came out of nowhere, his long red hair tied up in a high, samurai-esque ponytail and a scowl imprinted on his face. He pointed his sword towards Patience's chest (and stop thinking about that, you pervs)
"Trying to escape, eh?!" the red-head announced. Patience lifted her hands up timidly, but a small smile on her lips.
"....Eh?"
~~
oh god, i'm so totally behind with this story xD more to come soon.
Wednesday, January 7, 2009
Forty-Three - Auld Lang Syne, beeyotch
(Current Time: 10:57 AM, 3rd Blk)
(Current Music: Technologic - Daft Punk)
Musings and Annual Question Count:
HAPPY NEW YEAR, 2009.
Uhm...yeah. I kinda went away. For like, two weeks, didn't I? SNAPS.
I needed the break anyways. I'll just write what happened during those two weeks in one paragraph.
ALRIIIIIGHT.
Right AFTER we got off school, the Saturday after, me, Klarisse, Ray, Bianca, Larissa, Paula, Jorge, Kevin and Simon hitched a bus to MetroTown to hang and get some gifts for ourselves (since I knew I had to use my birthday money from November SOMEHOW). Christmas was BORING, but we had Yuki and her big sister, Yui over for Christmas dinner (since Mom and Dad were working on X-Mas D:). I volunteered to babysit my 3 year old godbrother (named J.P, but I still call him by his baby nickname--Kimpy). Then New Year's Eve, I got drunk for the first time in my life (apparently two and a half bottles of Kiwi-Strawberry coolers DO things to you.). Yuki got drunk too, but she had low tolerance (which we all lol'd at) and I finally learned the New Year's song Auld Lang Syne (by heart) and slept through New Year's Day with my first hangover. Oh, and there was a snow day on, what was SUPPOSED to be my first day back to school.
That pretty much sums it up.
:D
Oh! I should write the IN-YOUR-FACE list of x-mas presents I received this year. Why IN-YOUR-FACE? Because I like putting such arrogant things on my posts every ONCE in a while.
D'ok, so the gifts I bought myself from Metrotown were:
*A very big Ichigo Kurosaki plushie (Because he's grown on me, STFU)
*Two packs of BLEACH pins (Ichigo, his Hollow mask, Uryuu and the Quincy Cross >W<)
*The Bleach Beat Collection, The Best, Vol. 1 xD.
Gifts given to me:
*An Edward Elric plushie... from Bianca. Imported from JAPAN. xD
*An earring tree, Pokemon Noodles (I SHIT YOU NOT), and lotsa candy... from Yuki and Yui
*New clothes from Ma and Pa.
*Dance Dance Revolution X for the PS2. >w<;;;;;
Gifts that are shared between us three sibs xD:
*Guitar Hero: World Tour (Because it wasn't THAT obvious)
*Final Fantasy Fables: Chocobo's Dungeon (It's... adorable D:)
*Castlevania: Judgement (LIEK, OMFG, AEON xDDDDD)
*A Wii Points Card.... that we used for SBCG4AP Ep. 5 and Super Mario the Seven Stars.
I had more but I'M TOO TIRED TO THINK. I hafta do my annual question count anyways. xD
~~
1) Is there a person who is on your mind right now?
-Not at this moment, no.
2) Do you think life has been good so far?
-Its like being in the middle of the slide of life. I don't know if I should go up or just go down with the flow.
3) Where is the last place you went?
-Apparently, room 2110.
4) Who is the last person you talked to?
-I've been quiet this whole time... but specifically, Erica before she went to her foods class.
5) Who is the last person you texted?
-I realized I've never texted on my cell thanks to the simple fact that it'll cost me more >_<
6) Believe in soulmates?
-Sure, but it'll never happen to me.
7) Do you look like your mom or dad?
-I have the female looks of my Dad's side.
8) Do you have any siblings?
-Dang, repetitive question... Well yes. Klarisse and Ray. I'm the oldest.
9) Do you smile often?
-I try to.
10) Do you think that someone is thinking about you right now?
-... I guess so.
11) Are you happy?
-That Tomoyasu Hotei's "Battle Without Honor or Humanity" just came in my ears? OH YES. But in general? No, not really.
12) What's your middle name?
-Cueto. My dad's. If my mom didn't marry, I'd get Tolentino. BUT I DIDN'T, OH DARN.
13) Choose one to have: Love, Beauty, Creativity?
-At the moment, creativity. I think I need it especially this month.
14) Do you wish on stars?
-If there WAS any I could see. Curse you, light pollution!
15) Do you untie your shoes every time you take them off?
-Recently, I just slip my shoes off, or unzip my boots. REALLY recently, I can just yank off my rubber boots, seeing as it doesn't have any shoelaces...
16) What is the most disgusting food you've eaten?
-... Stale ANYTHING. Even bread >_<
17) Would you ever kill someone?
-Why?
18) When did you last cry?
-Two days ago, remembering.
19) Have you ever met anyone famous?
-Well...no.
20) Do you like your handwriting?
-No, its messy.
21) Are you a friendly person?
-... I try to be. If I'm not friendly enough, then I'm not trying hard enough.
22) If you were another person, would you be friends with yourself?
- ...No O_O;
23) What is/was your favorite school subject?
-Japanese! xD
24) Are you keeping a secret from the world?
-Well yes. Can't tell everything now, can I?
25) Do you regret anything?
-Many things.
26) Who's bed did you sleep in last?
-Mine, but this morning, I moved upstairs to sleep a little in the living room couch.
27) What color shirt are you wearing?
-..Its pink and black striped. I'm also wearing a sweater that's white, pink and black. And it has crap drawings all over it (almost looks like a style I draw when I'm REALLY tired)
28) Do you have any pets?
-Does my brother count? >_>
29) Most recent movie that you watched?
-It's not RECENT but I watched something... Titanic.xD
30) What's the color of your bedsheets?
-Nothing, since they're getting cleaned at the laundromat as I type. I'm hoping to get them green again.
31) What were you doing at midnight last night?
-Sleeping >_<
32) I can't wait to...
-... eat something for lunch >_O
33) When was the last time you saw your dad?
-Like, this morning, when he dropped me off at school.
34) Look to your left. What's there?
-My poetry notes, a pencil, the back of the library with lots of people.
35) If you could drink anything right now, what?
-Chocolate milk or Dr. Pepper. But not both all at once.
36) Do you own a picture phone?
-Yeah, but recently I haven't found any 'EPIC' pics.
37) Ever cried to sleep?
-Yeah.
38) Ever cried on your friend's shoulder?
-Yeah.
39) Do songs make you cry?
-Radiohead made me cry two days ago.
40) Are you a normally happy person?
-Normally? *laugh* FUNNY.
41) Would you consider yourself a bully?
-Yeah. I'm terrible at it, but I can insult pretty badly.
42) Is your self-esteem especially low?
-Dangerously low.
43) What's your natural hair color?
-Black. Still is. I kinda wanted to make it Uryuu dark-navy buuut... might never happen >_<
44) What color are your eyes?
-Dark brown
45) Current piercings?
-My ears, since I was one.
46) Long or short hair?
-Long enough to be shortish LONG. Think Uryuu Ishida xD
47) Rings?
-No, not at the moment.
48) Bracelets?
-Shit, I'm only wearing earrings and my Mexico imported necklace! What's wrong with me today xD?
49) Is your hair up or down?
-It's too short to be up.
50) Current music?
-"Vioectrolysis" from No More Heroes. Harvey Moiseiwitsch Volodarskii's theme. (BITCHASS LONG NAME)
51) Current annoyance?
-I need something to eat..
52) Current thing you wish you were doing?
-.... Getting something to eat.
53) Current favorite book?
-"Italian Lessons" by Peter Meduzzi.
54) Current crush?
-....A guy. With glasses. And wears headphones that look EXACTLY like the ones Uryuu wears on his Beat Collection. And an Uryuu-sounding voice too. I HAVE YET TO TALK HIM, BUT ITS ONLY A CRUSH, NOTHING MORE.
~~
Goddammit, more crushes. I thought I gave UP that shit...
Well anyways, see y'all soon. Better get on with the Patience story after two weeks of absence >_O...
~kiwi
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