Cultural SWAT Team

               Here ya go Bros. Just a little something that I wrote in class. Hope you all like it! But if you don't, That's cool too. Feedback would be welcome!

                I roll my eyes as the same child begins messing around in class for the nineteen thousandth time since the class began. It’s Marcy again, of course it is. Ever since her little sister started taking classes here, she’d been chock full of nothing but an undying sense of superiority and the nerve to demand respect that she has in no way earned, from anyone. Just because she happens to be a purple belt and her sister is only a white belt.

                Honestly, I am a black belt and even I don’t just expect respect from anyone that I haven’t earned respect from, even though I have more than paid my dues at this point in time.

                As I watch her, glare at her actually, while she vibrates and wiggles in place, her stupid curly, frizzy black hair bouncing about everywhere, I am filled with an intense longing for the good old days. Back when our school was a part of Eclectic Karate. Now don’t get me wrong, I don’t miss Eclectic at all. What I miss is really being able to punish the children.

                I’m twenty one, not that old. But man have the times changed since I came up through the ranks. Cause I am telling you for damn sure that if I had acted this way when I was a purple belt, I would’ve been doing laps for a month. Seriously, most children my classes these days don’t even know what squat thrusts are anymore! Pathetic. Simply pathetic.

                “Marcy!” I bark, pumping all the venom I possessed into the name and then feeling plenty satisfied when the little bugger jumps. Serves her right. “Cut it out.” I growl, my best stern teacher face pulled firmly into place. “One more time and I’m sending you to Shihan.” Because unfortunately, that’s as far as my powers of punishment go these days. Thank God that the brats still fear my little old karate instructor at least.

 -Lita Kaye

The Soul Selects It's Own Society

So, I had a weird dream last night.

Would you like to hear about it?

Of course you would!

So, me and my ex boyfriend and Nathan Fillian are just chilling out in one of those like sketchy service hallways that you find in like the back of the mall, sort of dimly lit, totally blank walls, a little skanky. And we're literally just chilling, not even talking. Then all of a sudden like a huge... um, not an aircraft carrier but like one of those big planes that opens up in the back, bashes through the wall on the other side of the hallway. And the thing in the back opens up and Chris Hemsworth and Tom Hiddleston and fracking Captain Hook....

Cause that makes any sense at all, and get this it gets even better, cause the three of them start shooting fracking Lazar beams at us! My ex boyfriend gets shot almost immediately, and I look at Nathan like we got to do something bro and he looks at me like, ohmigod what?! Cause apprently I got stuck with the Castle version of Nathan.

So, I take his gun from him and army roll over to where they are, shoot Tom Hiddleston in the knee and then kick him in the face. To which Boromir responded,

IN MY MIND?! Anyway, after that, Chris gets mad at tackles me off screen and I wake up. Haha. Captain Hook didn't do a damn thing, just did stood there and looked pretty. And I don't know if Chris killed me or I killed him or if we got to have sex or any of that fun stuff. Hahaha. Just another bizarre dream that makes no sense. X3

But I Like Mac And Cheese

So I'm just gonna say,

Mr. Smith from Lost in Space

 

King Candy from Wreck It Ralph.

Just saying.

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That's all. You're dismissed.

Damnit Trudy! What About The Pineapple?!

 Okay. So, the scene where Aiden goes to the imperial court has been bothering me for quite awhile now. It's a pain. Every draft seems wrong... So, blegh.

Anyway, um I started working on it again and I've decided that there is going to be about 14 dignitaries divided between the 7 countries. Two or three from some of them and only one from others. And I'm working on giving them names and titles and making them all different colors and giving them different clothes and shit like that. Which is all common sense type stuff. Which doesn't need to be debated. What needs to figured out is whether or not Blaise is too be included in this meeting. I mean he's kind of a big deal. As are my RoQuero'Kubeh. They are a valuable asset to Zarius after all! So shouldn't he be involved? My mind says yes. Obviously Blaise should come. But then again he's not a King per say.... like are Jeddaks important enough to be invited? I don't see why not.

But at the same time, I don't want to force Blaise into every scene just cause he's awesome. Haha. Anyway, I guess that it would make sense to invite him since there will be more then one person from each country. So other RoQuero like groups could be represented.

And um, this post is really rambling and repeating and shit but I'm operating on no sleep and a head ache in this bullshit class. So cut me some slack Bros.

Kitty Out

When it Comes to Sleeping, Your Mother is a Viking

Sooooo, I had a paper do for my WEL class, didn't do it. Told myself, no sweat, I'll do it after class today. Did I do it? Nope. Not at all. What did I do instead, you ask?

This,

 

What is this?

This is what I have determined that I would look like as a Chibi.

Aren't I cute?

I'm fucking precious. Haha.

Anyway, maybe I'll start on that paper now.

Maybe.

OMG! ASHLEY JUDD IS IN THE AUDIENCE OF DANCING WITH THE STARS TONIGHT?!

ASHLEEEEEEEEYYYYY!

X3

It Punches You In The Face With How Bad It Is

Hey you guys!

 (He's Canadian. lol)

Guess what?! Because of all the drama and shit going on in my life right now, I have writer's block!

 (She's not Canadian. lol)

 Is anyone surprised? I'm not. And it's particularly annoying because I have a bunch of free time today and tomorrow... So unfortunately I might actually end up doing homework tomorrow rather then I don't know, something that's enjoyable? 

 (He's a mouse. lol)

Hahaha. -passive aggressive mini rant... with gifs- Haahaha

(Nigel Bubbles? Cobra Thornberry? Either way, it's hilarious.)
......And that's all that I have to say about that!

Also,
Is it bad to want to write fan fiction for your own book? Cause I really just want to write a bunch of one shots where all my characters run off to have sex with their significant others and like fail parenting sketches and first date type stuff and things like that. Hahahaha

Jimminey Jamminey, You'll Get Dreadful Colleywobbles!

Okay, so this post is irrelevant. Feel free to skip over it if you like. This is just what came of my professor asking the class, what goes on in your head. I wrote it down and then typed it up. I never edited it at all, so it's rough and likely very wrong grammatically. But I don't care. It's just a little impromptu prompt. Take it or leave it as you will, but it's personal, so no flames please.

What do I hear inside my head?

In a word, chaos. Whispers, giggles, anger, support, shouting. There are voices that I recognize and voices that I don’t. I often hear a male voice, perhaps belonging to the ex-boyfriend that broke my heart, whispering that I am not good enough, that I should just quit. Another voice, probably Blaise’s, yells back at him that I can do anything I want, that I am invincible. There are times when my fictional sister stands over my shoulder and administers tough love and harsh criticism of my work, and there are times when all I hear is the soft voice of my dear, departed grandmother telling me that this book is my master piece. I hear my own voice writing and re-writing the lines in my head, even as I scrawl them across the page. There is music too. Lyrics that I can identify with, words that inspire me, music that brings me to tears.

And although the words come to me in many different forms, through many different voices and use the words of others to express their own opinions of me, this is still my mind. And all of the voices here are mine, my own. I am my biggest critic and I am my own driving force. It may be chaos inside my head, but I control this chaos. I have been for years.

And there you have it, the inside of my cranium.

 Now, if you'll excuse me,

I've things to do and places to be.

After all, it's already tomorrow and I haven't even finished yesterday yet!

Toodles.

I Guess You Guys Are Perfect

Soooo, last night I had a dream and it was a really weird dream, I'll tell you that right now. Hahaha. Anyway, I've been under a lot of stress because of various things lately and it sucks, so thinking of psychology because I had just done my reflection for psychology, last night before bed I asked my brain to use dreams to solve my problems because according to almost any Freudian psychologist that's what dreams do and my brain responded with the Russian Mafia, which I blame on my Criminal Organizations class. Anyway! Here's what happened,

Me, my brother and my boyfriend get kidnapped by the Russian Mafia. An we're thrown in a little room and this stereotypical Russian Mobster sits in front of the door with a shot gun. So I look at Ben and Batman and then at the shot gun and it's like we got this, we got a plan. And it's a good plan too! So, I start using my girlie charms on this guy and go over there and sit on his lap and start making out with them as a distraction so that one of them can take the shot gun from him and guess what? They don't! They both just sit there and sort of stare off into space at nothing. Great! Thanks guys! Very helpful. I try to get their attention to remind them that there is a reason that I'm making out with this guy, buuuut still nothing. No response at all. So, I get annoyed and pull out the knife that I've apparently had in my pocket the entire time, slit the guy's throat, take his shot gun, push him out of the way and leave the room. I don't know if boyfriend or brother followed me but I was gone. And that's all that I remember. Hahahaha. Interesting, right?

In other news, I bought some more books and me and Miss Marvel signed up to be models today! lol So, we'll see how all that goes. Peace out bitches?!

Happy Birthday Stevo

Happy Birthday Steve

You were a wise man and the world was a better place with you in it.

You are missed.

Rest in Peace

Yippie Kai Yay Mother Russia

Okay, so I brain stormed and here's what I think that I'm going to do, I think that I'm going to have paper lanterns everywhere and not the lame round Asian ones that everyone uses, I want shapes and colors and everything, like these ones!

I especially like the star shaped ones.

Okay, so my lanterns will be filled with fireflies, hundreds and hundreds of fireflies everywhere! And they will have tiny little holes worked into the designs so that the fireflies can breathe of course. And what I'm going to do is, just before dawn when the sky is the darkest, everyone is gonna grab a lantern and let the fireflies loose together. And it will be really pretty. I just have to decide where we're gonna do this. In the castle's courtyard where the party is or shall we make a short field trip down the road to the banks of the river? I can't quite decide. Though I am pretty sure that if I have them do this at the river then after we let the fireflies go, I'd want to put the rectangular lanterns in the water and watch them drift down the river. Cause again, it would be pretty to watch a bunch of pretty colored lanterns float down the river as the sun is coming up. Hahahaha.

So, as usual, let me know what you think. Location? Lantern design? Stuff like that. Hahaha.

Also, two posts in the same week! Guys I'm on fire! lol

The Feline Mafia

Aiyah, it has been awhile, hasn't it followers? Thorsdays are like my busiest day this semester with tuesday coming in a close second. It's exhausting! Anyway, I apologize to the one or two people that actually care, I'll try to be better about it.... Maybe.

Anyway, how about a post now?

I want to do something with fireflies at Emma/Angel's birthday. Because fireflies are cool and pretty. But what do you do with them? Like besides put them in glass jars. Although I suppose that we could put them in glass jars and just have them be everywhere at the party. But that's not a very interesting tradition. Ya know? And I think that I want a tradition. Hahaha. I'm on a bioluminescence kick right now, I guess. So, suggestions?

Wait For It

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First post of the new year!

Happy 2013 everyone!

.........

I really want to type something vaguely aggressive and venomous about how I wish everyone a happy new year but only some of you actually deserve to have a happy new year, buuuuut that's a lot of work and perhaps I don't much care anymore. I mean seriously.... Of course it's all true. But it's not really my job to state such things and I'm in a good mood and being positive and all that shit anyway.

So, I'll just leave you Bros to your own fates.

Good luck!

Alright! So to the relevant issue at hand! Kerian, I was thinking that I should change his back story a little bit. Not much, just a little. He'll still be manipulated by Adrianne and completely insane by the end of everything. However! I was thinking that maybe Kazuo should be Kerian's son. Why not? After all Adrianne does fact her own death when Kerian is captured and goes after him when he's exiled, so who is to say that she couldn't be pregnant with a child when all of that was going on? Hmmmm? And Aiden had already had a bunch of children. Like two. Hahaha. So, it's not outside the realm of possibility that she could be pregnant. And if Kazuo was brought up by Psycho Kerian and Manipulative Wench Adrianne, that would explain why he's so incredibly phucked up, don't you think? It would also add some meaning to his alliance with Kerian. Cause honestly, think about it. If Kazuo was such an emotionless, remorseless killing machine then why would he side with Kerian? By all rights, he shouldn't give a phuck about the crown or any of that stuff. But, if Kerian were his Father, that would be different. Hahaha.

Soooo, thoughts? Concerns?