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Feel free to de-friend; I won't ask the rhyme or reason of it. It's none of my business.

Though I technically missed it, I have made 500 entries to my journal. Though, with this entry, it'll be 540.

Despite being late, in order to celebrate this...

SPAM POST

Role play, randomness, etc! Anything goes!

Have fun!

( FEEL FREE TO SKIP THIS PART )

Shit, learning that's hard. And I still have, like, another nine lines to learn.

Yum, brain food. Stops my hurting head, so I can memorize better. I'll probably forget it all come tomorrow, but that'll be my speedy review in class. Whiplash~.

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Basically! You get to play any canon child nation. As in - canon characters. But they get to be children.

Guaranteed diabeetus, or your money back.

Open today, noting major till maybe tomorrow or the 15th.

Grab a character, and jump on in. Open membership. Read the first modpost for details on the appearance of it for the next two months.

Did I mention that it changes appearance, in decoration and people, every two months? Check. It. Out.

And tell your friends!

This is will become more informative as soon as I set up shit.

( Icons & Such under the Cut! Warning: LOTS OF PICTURES )
Oh! And, of course, I also made FRIEND BANNERS! o/

( Banners! )

Alright! Remember those icons I mentioned, uh..... Around 3 in the morn? Well, yeah! Here they are! Y'can use them - just give me credit, kay~?

Man, I wish I had a paid account so I could use all of my icons. They should at least give regular accounts like 30 instead of 15.. *mumble mumble grumble*

BUT TODAY ANYWAYS I HAD LIKE THE BEST IDEA EVER. I mean, beside y'know, eating toasted crackers... with the flavor of mozzarella and garlic. mm, that was delicious BUT ANYWAYS. Back to the best idea ever.

I had the idea that I .... Should spend more tiem on AIM with my BFFS and less time playing Tales of the Abyss. gotta get back into the groove of annoyance, yo.

and. and i need to get back to posting in my journal, despite the fact my life is extremely boring and thus i have nothing to post about.

BTW, FOR THE CURIOUS: I passed my driver's ed test... the one where you gotta drive the care. it was half my grade. i /so/ passed it. wanna know how i know without even knowing the grade? BECAUSE I AM ALIVE. ALIVE AND WELL AND GOING TO PLAY TALES OF THE ABYSS NOW.

in other news: my dad got to go to a Panthers football game. damn it. i hope they win.

... i should maybe join the tribe and make my journal friends only. WHATCHU DORKS THINK?

EDIT: HAHAHAHAHA OH GOD I WAS JUST REMINDED OF THIS FUCKIN' THING . OKAY OKAY. So me and my sis and my mom were going home and god it was hilarious. It started off with something about "Asexual reproduction", so my sis said somethign about "Holy Virgin Mary" sharks, sicne some had babies without being fucked... So I just sort of got onto this thing of JESUS-SHARK. Here's the story:

Mary was a shark who had asexual reproduction and produced Jesus. We were all fish, and being easily swayed we followed Jesus-shark Earlier that day God-jellyfish had sent a message to the only humans around then, aka the Egyptians. So Moses parted the waves and began to lead the way through. Jesus-shark darted between the Egyptians and ate them, turning the sea red. Moses noticed this and said "Here, have these stupid soldiers following us" and crashed the waves down. And Jesus-shark was happy and full.

Damn, I'm demented.

Oi. I haven't posted in a while. And just when I told myself I'd be more active on this journal, too! Ah, well...

Weekly Overview:
-Found out America, Canada, and Mexico are gonna UNIFY! and our currency will become AMEROS
[Status: Highly doubting it.]
-Set up a driving test for Saturday. This Saturday. At 10 AM.
[Status: Scared shitless, gonna crash]
-Gave a boy a pencil. His friends immaturely sniggered that he had a girlfriend. The hell, sophomores? Pencil giving is not a declaration of love!
[Status: LOL'D]

'Kay so. First thing's first! We had a Geometry test. I'm confident I passed. It spent most of the block finishing it cause I kept blankin' out and thinking over other things, but whatever.

Second, I feel really out of it. So unlike me. I mean, I got all pissy for no reason - and no, Mother Nature hasn't visited yet... Uhmm..

OH. Thirdly, if I ever hear one of you has killed a centipede, I will be angry. Poor things. My friend killed one IN FRONT OF ME ON PURPOSE. I loved that little thing. D8 His name was Lovino. And for the record, I name all my centipede friends I find after Hetalia characters. I'm such a nut. Though, I did name one Iris once - Iris from Sakura Tensai, if any of you've ever read-watched-played or whatev it.

OH. FOURTH AND FINAL-LEE: I drew something worthwhile today 8D Expect to see it scanned and uploaded within a month or two. My mom's a bit terrible with scanning my stuff. :P

Mmmmm... That's it, I suppose. I'm gonna go play some Tales of the Abyss, then some Harvest Moon. More Friends of Mineral Town, if any ya'lls curious. Then I'm going to get back on here and, uh, do stuff. Like get up courage enough to try and access LJ from school tomorrow. THis kid can get on RuneScape, so why not LJ, hm?~

For the record, again: My school lets kids get on IRCs AS LONG AS THE TEACHER GIVES THEM PERMISSION. Maybe my days of being the best liked in the class will pay off >D

Okay. This Wednesday I have a late start day. Despite any school problems, I'll return from my hiatus. However, I've also decided to go ahead and kill squirrels run over nuts crash wreck die take my driving test then as well, if my sis gets up and if my driving teacher's able to come. I'm the last person to go, and I need to go before the 23rd, so...~


On another note, it seems Austria-mun's comments were right. Everytime I had pasta for dinner and I said how good it was on the IRC, she'd call me Feliciano. Can I help it if I love to drown my pasta in sauce and then vacuum it up?~

On a second note, my AIM's being a dick and won't connect. D8 How will I stay in instant touch with Iba and Karl?~ OH RIGHT . Meebo!

On a third note, I never completed my Geomtry homework. I tried, I really did.. It just - didn't work out that way. I hate math.

Dear readers,

First off: Good afternoon. I'm tired. Gonna make a PB&J sammich after this.

Second off: World news is funnier when you think of it in different terms.
"U.S. to sell $6.4 billion in weapons to Taiwan"
"121 arrested in Spain"
"Austria: Man kills in-laws with flamethrower"
"Stolen condom-mobile found in Mexico"

Thirdly: Bailout Bill sucks. Period. Bush, you're lame. Go get shot. Cheney, "accidentally" shoot Bush. Now. Think he's a retarded deer or something. After you shoot him, shoot yourself. Please. Help America for once. Go. Die.

Fourthly: Grand Chase ads keep popping up everywhere I go. Maybe its a sign I should go join and play. But games like that have lots of rude assholes. I'll stick with my Brits and Japs, probably.

Fifth and finally: Iba's Peanut Butter. Karl, you're Jelly. We need bread. I'll be the knife. HAHAHAHahahaha... Thanks. Hungry now. love you two.

Love,
Bel Lumi

This morning I had a really weird dream. I was about to wake up (I know this, since I heard my dad come out of the bathroom), when in my dream he poked his head into my room and told me I wasn't going to school. Something about gas prices rising high. Anyways, so when I really woke up I was stunned... Upon checking the news? Nothing.

I have to say, I was disappointed.

I totally stole this from Iba. 8D

You are Strength

Courage, strength, fortitude. Power not arrested in the act of judgement, but passing on to further action, sometimes obstinacy.

This is a card of courage and energy. It represents both the Lion's hot, roaring energy, and the Maiden's steadfast will. The innocent Maiden is unafraid, undaunted, and indomitable. In some cards she opens the lion's mouth, in others she shuts it. Either way, she proves that inner strength is more powerful than raw physical strength. That forces can be controlled and used to score a victory is very close to the message of the Chariot, which might be why, in some decks, it is Justice that is card 8 instead of Strength. With strength you can control not only the situation, but yourself. It is a card about anger and impulse management, about creative answers, leadership and maintaining one's personal honor. It can also stand for a steadfast friend.

What Tarot Card are You?
Take the Test to Find Out.

Why does this result surprise me?

Haha, a fanfiction for Hetalia. Russia/Lithuania! Warnings of abuse an d possible OOCness. (stupid cuts)


The room was dimly lit as I looked in, the only light coming from the dying embers of the fireplace. A dark shape moved and I froze as it came over, towering over me. A candle was held up - how did I not notice it before? - and the smiling face of a man I feared was shown through the curling smoke, and as he breathed the candle danced, nearly dying before coming back again.
    He laughed and the sickening smell of vodka was on his breath. He grabbed me up and, with another joyous laugh, brought me to my room, setting me down and tying the restraints on the bed to my limbs. I struggled only briefly, then grew taut as a rope was brought down on my back, and I mistakenly cried out.
   "Does this hurt, Toris? Does it sting?"
   He cheerfully asked me, hitting harder now. I turned my head to see him, which was rewarded with a whack across my face from a club he held in his other hand. I nearly bit my lip in half as the hits from the thick rope grew harder. He stopped, for a moment. Then:
  "Toris, do you know why I hurt you?
  A rhetorical question, I knew. I bit back tears of pain as he laughed.
   "I want the scars to be identical. The scars on my heart, and the scars on your body."
   Slowly, unsure, I spoke,
   "The scars on your heart?"
   With a jovial chuckle he untied me and brought me into his lap, resting his chin on my head. I didn't struggle - that would bring the whip. He was unusually silent as he gently rocked me, humming a sad tune. When he spoke, his words were bland, not showing a hint of what he could be thinking,
   "The scars of past battles, won and lost, of rebels and tears."
   Finding this sinfully deep, he laughed and shoved me on the ground, keeping me there with his boot as he pulled out that silver whip. I bit my tongue as he slashed at my still stinging back, not giving a moments notice to the blood now beginning to stain his long scarf. He continued until he heard me cry out, tears running down my face - he had been crueler this time.
   He thought to leave me and I was left to think to myself. As I was bandaged up by another maid, I mused on what he meant, then thought of it quickly.
     'Identical scars.'

Well, everyone else has practically taken my ideas... So a virtual reality set you could lay in and live each day in, with the day passing like in a normal time.. Meet new people, have children, etc... All virtual. You'd never leave - when you died in the virtual reality, you died i real life.

I think that'd be pretty damn awesome.

Love,
Lumi

Well, since I'm bored and have nothing during the summer to write, I suppose these things would be nice.

If I could be God for a day.. Well, first off, I've smite Bush and democracy and set up a communist goverment - they were all equal then.

Secondly, I'd probably destroy the 4kids company. Their dubs be awful.

Thirdly, I'd create a secret island which had every climate on it and like all the animals and plants in the world could live in peace on it. Of course, Humans wouldn't be allowed on it but Bigfoot would - humans only create destruction.

Well, this was a real short prompt. I guess I'm losing my spark for writing. Oh, well, I'm much better at drawing. And probably will have more to post about when school starts.

Love,
Lumi~