Let's get together! Our Dream!

...what day is it again?
BGM: B'z - Home

Today seemed so out of joint with the real world. Creepy.

First of all, I'd forgotten my purse. My purse not only has my money, it has my school ID, pencils, calculator, and gum. Without my purse, I felt extremely lost. I ran around the school like a chicken with my head cut off during fourth period, but to no avail. My purse was not to be found.

Second, I took this weird math test thing for the first two periods of the day...it got me out of Driver's Ed. Anyone out there take it? Well, since I didn't have my purse, I didn't have my calculator. -_-;; And no one had an extra calculator...I was panicking until a few minutes before it was handed out, when this nice girl in my Chem class gave me her extra. Bless you, child.

The test was...bleagh. I actually did better than I expected...I'm just worrying about two problems. Both were problems I answered not by doing mathematical reasoning but by sheer intuition, which probably means they're wrong. ^_^;; Anyone out there who took the 9/10 test -- can you tell me if it was Andy, Beth, or Carlos who finished first? I thought Beth, but the other guys from my grade either skipped it or said Andy and Carlos tied...

When we got out -- it was snowing! My god! And spring had been so near...it was snowing until lunchtime, and then it stopped...

During History, I had to borrow money from the guy I kinda-sorta-really-denying like...^_^;; I'll pay him back tomorrow, I swear! (I promised to pay him back with interest...^^;;;) I so melt around him...I swear, anyone can tell...I'm afraid Evil!Alien is going to figure it out. He has amazing perception about matters involving me...too bad he's an ass at the same time. -_-;;;

I am pleased with myself for finishing my Writing Lab paper. It so totally sucks, but that's not the point. I didn't even finish it in a mad rush three minutes before the bell! ::pleased::

And as soon as I finish getting this Latin poem translated, I'll have a whole evening to myself...no work to do at all...wow, I haven't had one of *those* for a while.

I really can't write short entries here, can I? Sakurou's been dormant all day. I think I'll start tackling the 'climax' (::giggles with Killiko-chan::) of the fic either tonight or Friday...or maybe tomorrow...

It feels like a Friday. It should be a Friday. It just isn't. ::sigh:: The worst of the week is over. And now, to tackle this translation!

::sneezes::
BGM: Weiss Kreuz - Beautiful Alone

With all the sneezing I've done lately, people must really be talking about me. I'm thinking there's a vicious rumor going around about me. Oh, well.

Or maybe I'm sick. Yet again. This wouldn't be so bad if I hadn't missed a day of school last week, and I have a History test tomorrow. I like History, though, and I'm supposed to take a joint test with Fuu-chan...that's right, a joint test. My teacher's theory is that when people work in groups, each person does their best for the other person.

I think that sounds vaguely shoujo-mangaish, but am I complaining? Fuu-chan's smart when she actually reads the chapter (^_-) and we *did* win the review game today. ^_^

Speaking of Fuu-chan -- she decided she wasn't *that* scared by the idea of the Sakurou-fic, and that she'd actually draw pictures of him...which she did. *_* Man, Sakurou's hot. ::quelches Sakurou before he can say anything.

Anyway. Since you all have been so patient through my rambling, here's a short snippit from the Sakurou-fic. Enjoy! XD

Sakurou had to admit -- the costume wasn't as bad as it *could* have been. It could have been much, much worse. Like that one which had been covered in sequins, or the one that was entirely transluscent...

Sometimes, Sakurou had good cause to wonder about what type of videos Daidouji was making.

But this costume wasn't too bad. Of course, it consisted mostly of rubber.

"Why rubber?" he complained.

"Because rubber doesn't conduct electricity."

"...what about the bell?"

"The bell won't conduct electricity either."

"...so why the leather pants?"

"Because they're cute!" Daidouji trilled.

Yeah. He really should ask to see one of these videos one day.

::weeps::
BGM: Ayashi no Ceres - Words and Emotions

My god. I'll never write *anything* as good as this. Why am I even bothering to pretend I'm a writer? I can't write something of that beauty, of that purity. Never.

I read that fic last night. I woke up reliving it. God.

I shouldn't be writing fic today -- I have to write my research paper. Topic: Fetal Tissue Research Should Be Allowed. Why? Because I agree with anything that fundamentalist Christians try to stomp out.

And after that, I have to figure out some way to do my Psych project. Hypothesis: People can pay attention to two things at once. How am I going to prove this? I'm going to play a song and a snippit of a video at the same time, both things which most high schoolers probably haven't heard, and see how much people can recall of both.

I need a video. Preferably non-anime, because too many people get turned off just by seeing anime figures, and because there's a large group of people at my school who are anime fans. Mr. Shields volunteered his classes for my project...this could be interesting.

I'm thinking 'Vector' for the song. Maaya-san's English is fairly good...the video and the song can't match, though...

After that, I have a history review game tomorrow which I want to study for. I love History, it's one of my best subjects. I especially want the ten extra points that you get for winning the review game. I like having my test average above one hundred.

Even though I shouldn't be ficcing, I am anyway. Sakurou-kun is too damn insistant.
Sakurou: Damn straight I am. XD
So I'm working a little on the Sakurou fic while I blog this.
Sakurou: I KNEW you couldn't resist me. XD
I planned out his battle costume.
Sakurou: ::thunk:: EVIL!

I think one of the most fun things about creating Card Captor Sakura was that they got to design all of these cute battle costumes for Sakura-chan... I always loved dressing up my dolls when I was little, I would even create outfits out of dishrags and old clothing of mine... and I got so obsessed with kiss dolls because there's so many cute outfits for each cute dolls (although, on my wishlist is a well-made Sakura doll with more clothing...and a well-made Tomoyo-chan...and any sort of Syaoran at all...)

Anyway. It's based on the neko costume Sakura wears in episode 8 (isn't that one so adorable?), but I didn't want Sakurou to wear the pinafore or the skirt...Sakurou's has his dignity stepped on enough this fic, he might as well not have a skirt. It consists of the black ruffled shirt Sakura wore in the costume along with the tights...are they tights? well...now they are. (And how Daidouji manages to get Sakurou into the tights, I'll leave up to your imagination.) I think I'll have him wear a pair of black shorts over the tights, as to not have him be inappropriate. XD There's also the black tail, which comes out from the shorts.

Over the black is a big pink cape, which ties in a bow at his neck...the bow is black, as well. Then there's the boots, which are the same as in the show, and the neko ears, which are on a headband. Oh, and the bell! The bell is the same, and it tinkles when Sakurou moves.

The entire outfit (except for the bell) is made of rubber, as to not conduct electricity (demo, why does the *thunder* card consist of *lightning*?). It's extremely tight and close-fitting...Sakurou isn't very happy about it.

My throat is very sore. I'm sucking down lemon-mint cough drops like there's no tomorrow...for all I know, there isn't.

A new beginning...
BGM: Love Hina - Friendship

Wah. Here I am, starting a pita. Oh, well. Let's hope this is worth reading. ^_^

This should be mostly for ficcing and stuff, but I'll probably end up babbling...just to get things out.

Anyway. Here is a list of Things I Should Write:

-- Samfic for Whitecat-san - I've owed her fic since August, I think. I have an idea of what I want to write, I just haven't written it yet. I need to do a bit of research first...gotta crack open my copy of LOTR, which is somewhere in my room.

-- Card Captor Sakurou - Something I've been writing for the past few days. It's fun to write...basically, it's got the same plot as Card Captor Sakura, but with one major difference -- Sakura's a boy. And rather ecchi, at that. XD
Sakurou: Who, me?
Yes, you. ^_^ Anyway, that's fun.

-- Kyoudai and Friends, Foes, and Romance; Oh My! - ...honestly, I'm about ready to give up on both of these. I don't want to write either...I did write quite a bit of Kyoudai #4, but then my computer didn't save it...::mourn::

--Harry Potter and the Summer Vacation - Actually, this could be one of my first co-written fics...with my dad. XD We were talking about HP issues and discussing both the protective spells surrounding Harry and potential seeds...and we hashed out an entire plot. If we ever write it, it'll be supreme fun -- only problem is, Dad's rewriting and writing two stories on his own, and I'm officially on hiatus (yeah, right) until the school play is over...

--Chavafic from Fiddler on the Roof - Yeah, it's the school play. But out of all of Tevye's daughters, Chava's part has always appealed to me the most...I have a lot of it semi-planned out, and I know exactly where I want to go, I just need to open it up. Will probably be titled either 'Tradition' or 'Little Bird'.

--Originals! - I have a few ideas for original stories...I want to start actually getting beyond three pages in length. I want to write something with a plot, beyond my little 'emo-stories'.

Actually, while I've been considering getting a pita for a while, what made me really decide to was an event today.

See, in the school play, there's Becky. She's seventeen, about four feet tall, and mentally retarded. She's coherent, but...simple, I suppose. This afternoon, a couple kids were sitting in a reclining chair and she climbed into their laps and said she wanted to be their child. Well, she kept sitting there...I finally walked over and offered to hold her for a while.

Becky's heavier than I realized. ^_^;; Ow, my arm was so sore... She's also more...more and less than what I expected. She's not *dumb* -- she was perfectly coherent, and rather pushy. I'd say she was like a child, but she was perfectly aware that she was seventeen. I wonder where the line is between me and her -- I'm not the most mature person all of the time.

Actually, I take that back. I think the difference is...I am always perfectly aware that I should be very adult. I am more restrained than a lot of kids my own age -- it's very clear in play practice, where everyone is acting like teens and I...I'm being mature and quiet and *listening* while no one else tries to hear.

Maybe I'm more like Becky than I realize.

Anyway...I've been thinking of writing a story about a character who sometime in the future (this being science fiction) creates a daughter, designed to be perfection itself...and who receives a daughter who is mentally retarded. I've been having problems with it, mostly because I was trying to write in third-person.

Holding Becky, rocking her back and forth...brought my character into perfect alignment with myself, as I wondered what it would be like to hold a child in my arms...especially a child like Becky.

Anyway. I'll go now. I'm glad I could get this out. Ja ne, everyone!