Japanese IQ Test

Japanese IQ Test

Try thatt~!!! It's an IQ test that I took before. If you can't read Chinese, You start the game by clicking on the round blue button.

Allergies

Items that I am allergic to(according to my allergist):
Watermelon (Yes. Watermelon. Fucking crazy, I know.)
Corn (Eh... I put this in my soup a lot to make it taste yummy. Now my soup is gonna have to be bland... T^T)
Soy Beans (I want my soy milk, bitch. Give me.)
Peanuts (Fuck. That's not right.)
String Beans (Nooo~!!! One of my favorite veggies~!!!)
Sesame Seeds (I barely eat this.)
Cherries (I never eat this. Hell, I HATE eating this.)

Histamine (... que?)
Tree (...)
Grass (...)
Ragweed (?)
Late Fall Pollen (...)
Plantain-sorrel (Wtf is this?)
Cat Hair (Noo~!!! Kitty..?)
Dog epidermis (I already know I'm allergic to dogs.)
American Cockroach (Are you serious..?)
German Cockroach (What's the damned difference?!)
Feathers (Hmm...)
Dust Mites (Eww.... I don't like dust mitess.... They're yuckyy....)

Bitch Parents

Yes, my parents are both bitches. It wouldn't really surprise me if my "dad" was a girl with a sex change. I mean, really, he bitches like a fucking girl on her period all year long. They keep telling me that I'm useless. For example, they were being asses during dinner and told me, "you shouldnt eat too many eggs! Your skin condition is like shit anyways." I was eating an egg and they took it away. Other than that, they keep saying, "ohhh!! You're such a failure in this family! Ohhh!! You should go die on the sidewalk like the useless thing you are!!" Let me make this clear, I feel like running a knife through their throats every single time I even hear them speak now.









All of my "parent's" bullshit aside, I've been doing fine in school lately. Hanemann suspended all Junior Council Activities until everyone in the council got their grades up. Also, I've been going to art class every Saturday since the 17th. It's extremely fun there. I was attending class with Allison but then she stopped coming so it's just me now. It brings tears to my eyes. My art class is at The Door over on the Avenue of the Americas. It's a community center, so yeah. In that class, we are working on something relative to graffiti, I think. I already started inking it in but I have to finish the piece by this week, probably. i think I can do it. I have two whole hours for it. Then, in my normal art class, Kozak is making us work on perspective drawings.
Oh, and my outfit for Halloween is a bit.... out there. I'll be wearing black short shorts with black leggings, pink skull leg warmers, and my Jordans. Then I'll be wearing a black tank top with a gray tank top over it with black and white striped arm warmers(with a skull on it) and a black and white striped tie(also with a skull on it) to match. I wanted to finish it up with a nice hat somewhat like Andres' but I forgot where to buy it. How nice, right?
Well, anyways, that's about all for this week. I think.

Spanish Project

I'm in the school's computer lab right now and bored to death. Ugh... And I have to go to Bryant's room after school today so that I can make up for yesterday's SOS session that I missed.

Ok, we're about to leave so yeah. I will update when I get the time later on.

*sigh*

First and Second Day of Being A Junior

The first day of school was so boring but it went by so fast. Everyone was falling asleep in class, excluding Moore's third period class. I have Wong, Bryant and Moore for Advisory, English and then U.S. History. Bryant acts extremely hyper in the morning(which scares me to a certain level) and Moore admits that she is a jerk(why I am not surprised surprises me). Wong is the new Living Environment's teacher who is replacing either Kim or Wilson since both of them left. I like Wong, she's going to be getting married later this month. During lunch, I just follow Allison and/or Heidi & co. around. After lunch, I have Disanto for Spanish, Cheung for Advanced Algebra/Trig, Kozak for Art, and Shaw for physics. Disanto is still as cheerful as he was when I had him for freshman year Spanish, Cheung is still hard to understand, Kozak freaks me out, and Shaw is... bipolar? I don't know... I like most of my teachers though.They're all cool and I love my schedule. All of my favorite classes are in the afternoon and all the classes that I despise the most are in the morning.
Day two of my junior year went by pretty fast also. In the morning, the normal freakishness from both my literature teachers. I got to meet Wong though. She's a nice woman. After lunch, Disanto bored the crap out of me. I really want him to stop talking in such a monotonous voice. It might not be that he is speaking in monotone but it might be his voice that makes it seem monotonous. After Spanish, I had Cheung. She continued on what we were doing yesterday; composite functions. After Math came Art. Kozak made me laugh a lot but he doesn't really interest me that much. The most interesting class of all today, was Physics. Oh my goodness, I loved today's class. We learned about how the Sun forces together many elements to create other elements. We learned how a black hole is formed and what were to happen if the Earth were to be sucked into one. Shaw also taught the class about what were to happen if someone were to move at the speed of light. It was so cool!! xD

P.S. Homework from Moore and Bryant are horrible.

Rain

No matter how many times I say that I hate rain, I can never get enough of it at all. I always wish that the rain would come pouring down hard so that I get to go outside in the rain and dance, to just dance and have all of my sorrows and problems be washed away. This morning's rain wasn't heavy whatsoever... T^T
I love the feeling of wet cloth slapping against my skin as I move around, the drenched fabric following me around and sticking to my body.

That's just me musing on again since I'm so bored. There's barely anything to do today!!

What's that?

Hmm...
Uhh...
Ink..?
Nah...
Oh... Hmm... Paint?
Er... No... Nope. Don't think so.
I see...
Ketchup?
*licks* Nope. Not it.
O...k...
Oh... my...
Oh crap...
Is it..?
Yeah... Yeah... Think so...
Shit...
Oh god...
I know...
Well... now what?
Gosh... I don't know...
Did she do it again..?
I don't know...
Maybe?
No clue...
Shit... So it is...
Yeah...
Crap...
Yep...
...
...
Blood.
Blood.

"Why? Just... why..?"

They all say I'm sick. How am I sick?
I just imagine the way people would look when I do something to them, that's all.
Like for that girl.
If I had already graduated from high school, I would have beaten her to a pulp and stomped my heel into her irritating face.
That disgusting face.
That betraying face.
Like I did to my own.
If they all think I'm sick, never talk to me again. I imagine a lot more than just that.
I kill myself every single time I cry.
If there was such a thing as the thought police, I'd be arrested and imprisoned in the psychiatric ward long ago.
I'd be arrested as a serial killer.
A murderer.
The young girl who turned her heart black before entering high school.
The girl who never really knew what love was.
Besides the fact that she would kill herself over and over again to try and find out.
She wanted to know what it was.
She didn't believe that it was actually something that caused nothing but pain.
But she was able to meet a someone who gave her even a tiny bit of hope.
That someone didn't want to show her any of his feelings.
Only showing her the cold and cruel side of this 'love' that she wanted to know about.
That I wanted to know about.
I thought...
"Why? Just... why..?"

I. F*****G. HATE. HER.
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Music...

Music really does sooth the soul. A few minutes ago, I was ready to hit my brother with the baseball bat in my closet but after I turned on my computer and started to listen to music, I calmed down. The song was One Two Step, sung by Tae Goon. He's a Korean singer. One Two Step is from his mini album called... I have no idea what the album name is... Ah, well.
Right now, I'm listening to Sorry, Sorry by Super Junior. A certain someone got it stuck in my head all day. She's someone that is in my Spanish, English, Global, gym and advisory classes. *cough* Tri-*cough* ;]
And there's someone new to this blogging site!! It's one of my best friends and someone that I love dearly in life. She loves cupcakes and polka dots. Her nickname is Pikachu. Guess who~!! Well, I'm not saying so good luck with your guessing.

Noo~!!!

Where are you people!! I want my critics~!! T^T
I'm blogging from my school right now. I have nothing to do right now so I might as well just go on my blog and rant on about some random thing. Does going on and on about a few movies that I want to watch count as ranting... or close to it, at least? Here's a list of some movies that I want to watch soon. When I say soon, I mean, really soon. I have been obsessing over when to watch it and whether or not I should just wait until the DVD comes out. Err... The list... Right... The list... *Searches through my bag* Oh, found it. Here it is.
-Watchmen
-Duplicity
-Knowing
-I Love You, Man
-Monsters VS. Aliens
-And... That's about it.
-Yeah... That wasn't a movie.
-The one just now wasn't one either.
-...

The last... four bullet points were not movies, I know. That was just me being random. Again.
Anyways... I so want to watch those movies soon! If I can't watch them, I will flip out and end up impailing someone with my imaginary spear. Or something. That was my ego speaking just now, so yeah... Have you ever seen me talk this much in school before? No, probably not... I like to let things out by writing or scribbling or... yeah, that's it.
Lately, in English class, Ms. Walsh has been making us write essays in class right after reading a passage or a piece of journal that's written by some guy that I either know or I don't. Or that I don't really care who it is. We had to paraphrase something in class on... Monday? Was it Monday, Ms. Walsh? I don't remember what day it was. Anywho... I am so done. Lunch period is almost over anyways... Five more minutes...
And... I'm out of here!!

P.S. I want my critics!!!

Forgotten

I completely forgot about my beloved blog!! I am so sorry I haven't posted for such a long time! What a complete klutz I am, eh? I always forget thing like this. It's a habit. Me and my short-term memory. =P
Anyways... I've been writing a book lately (even though I've only got half a chapter down...) and I would really like a few critics. It's the story that I started on my English teacher's 'Creative Writer's" blog that I never finished. I will post it under this little message thingy after I am done... typing. Ok. I'm done typing. Come, my dear critics!! Come and be... mean..?

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Title: Untitled for the time being

Genre: General

Rating: T

Disclaimer: Manga and anime is not mine. I wish it was though... -Sigh-

Summary: Sawada Tsunayoshi is married. Sawada Kyoko has two kids. A boy, a girl. The boy is a wimp. The girl is the eleventh boss of the Vongola family. A shy, elegant girl named Shiroku makes her debut in the mafia world.

This story is about Shiroku's life.

Warnings: OCs, slight violence and OOC-ness

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The slain man laid before her, body torn and and shattered. To be simple, the man was dead. Other dead bodies surrounded his. Only on heartbeat was heard throughout the entire room, the entire building, even. It belonged to a young girl, barely 11 years of age. She held one of the two silver pistols that she had brought along with her. The other was strewn amongst the dead bodies, a small pistol in the bloodiness and vastness of the large room.

The young girl had mismatched eyes, one brown and the other a silvery blue. Her hair was the blackest color, the darkest that one would get if they mixed up a whole tubful of the blackest paint found in the entire world. It glowed a reddish color in the sun, giving her hair a bloody hue. She was dressed in clothes that were as dark as her hair. A small, silver, downwards, crescent moon hung from her neck on a silver chain. Two other silver chains hung around her neck, one held two rings while the other held a dog tag with a black snowflake embedded on it. A rather large tattoo was revealed to the world as the wind blew her bangs aside slightly. On her left cheek was a black tattoo labeled 'XI'.

She laughed. It started out as a nervous, scared laugh. It slowly developed into a strong, amused laugh. She smiled at the dead body, knelt down to stroke the man's face, then kicked his body. Hard.

"You had it coming, sensei. It's bad to take advantage of little girls. You made a fool of us in class because we all didn't like the way you treated us. Almost all of us were raped by you and nobody was allowed to say anything. You threatened us. You killed one of us. This is what you get. What goes around, comes around."

Shiroku got up and exhaled the bloody smell from her lungs. The girl was a bit frightened that she had actually taken a human life. She felt as if she was being a slight bit too indulged in 'avenging' the other girls of her class. She went to look for the other half of the twin pistols that she had dropped, shrugging this fright off.

Finding it, Kuroyuki pocketed the two pistols as she left the now empty building. She walked through the streets and headed back to her home, her warm house, ready to tell her father what she had done. She was ready to tell her father that she had finally gotten over being the shy little girl in school who never spoke, ready to break out of the tiny confinement called loneliness. She was ready to take out the clothes that her enthusiastic mother had gotten for her at the beginning of the school year. Shiroku was ready to show her godfathers and her godmother her dying will and to her tutor that this little girl had finally matured and made her debut in the mafia world. She was ready to steal the place for Vongola eleventh from her useless older brother who had the wits of her father back when he was in school.

All she kept thinking was how happy her mother would be and how shocked her father and brother would be.

Reaching her front door, Shiroku took a deep breath, then stepped into the house while being careful of her kittens' food and water dishes. She heard loud noises coming from the kitchen, clanging of pots and pans and the yelling of voices and laughter. Shiroku peeked her head into the kitchen after hanging up her black leather coat. She saw the kitchen table surrounded with suited men who were all around her father's age. They were all her godfathers. And a godmother. Shiroku looked up from the table and saw her tutor, the only one wearing a hat in the house. She jumped when the silver haired man waved at her. Shiroku stepped out from behind the wall and bowed to her godfathers and her master. Her mother walked up behind her and gave her a hug.

"Welcome home, Shi-chan. I heard that you stood up for yourself today. I'm so proud of you. You finally showed everyone what a strong girl you are." Sawada Kyoko bent down and gave her daughter a peck on the cheek, hugging the little girl.

Shiroku's father sat up right after finishing his one thousand sit-ups and push-ups. He smiled at his daughter, ready to ask her a few questions to clear things up for him.

"Shiro-chan... You didn't really kill the man, did you?", Sawada Tsunayoshi questioned gently, a bit nervous from the news of his daughter's actions. He felt a rather hard object make contact with the side of his head and groaned after landing a few feet from where he had just flown from.

Leon, Reborn's transforming lizard, had turned into a rather large sledge hammer at the touch of Reborn's hand. The green sledge hammer was what made contact with the side of the mafia boss' head, despite the fact that the man should have already gotten used to the treatment. The sledge hammer changed back into a green lizard and settled himself on Reborn's hat.

"Tsuna. If you still have the energy to worry and freak out, that means you haven't trained enough. Do a thousand more." Reborn looked over at Shiroku and smiled slightly. "Forget your useless father. Let's all talk about you. I think you've already debuted in the mafia world, haven't you? You can take your spot in the mafia family but you still have to get your own family members."

Shiroku nodded fiercely, listening to what her tutor had to say, then felt a warm hand on her shoulder. She looked up to see Gokudera Hayato grinning at her. Shiroku looked over at the table full of mafioso and smiled, then bowed. "I hope I learn a lot from you guys!"

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Very badly done, I know.