Agon: My strong point is that I'm invincible.
Hiruma: My strong point is that I win.

: D 

I have some a report that I need to finish (for Socio) and some lines to memorize (for Italian) by tomorrow so... DOES THAT MEAN NO SLEEP AGAIN FOR ROSE? D: 

But of course not. Like hell I'd survive ANOTHER day with no rest at all. Maybe one or two hours (MAX!) and a few... not coffees. Um. What else keeps people awake, I wonder.

Mountain Dew worked once upon a time, but I don't have any at the mo' and the store near the house doesn't sell any. Probably. 

I'd rather not go out there and check.

WHEE~ HOMEWORK RANTS ARE FUN.

Writing rants are awesome, too! (Not like I do 'em or anything. My supposed writing journal ended up as a place for me to rant about fandoms and fandoms and more fandoms that I can only HOPE to write about.)

Oh, but look. I have to read a book now. ): 

*POCAHONTAAAAS JUMP!*

^ (is a fancy name for suicide off a cliff -- isn't it a magnificent copyright violation? 8D But I love Pocahontas SO MUCH.)

I -- I just realized how amazingly STUPID Gokudera can be. (See: KHR chapters 150-151) 

But, haha, maybe I'm just being a little biased. After all, Yamamoto is the cooler character. I can't help but defend his, um... honor. Especially when he looks mad and -- hm. Not hurt, really, maybe a little incredulous and insulted. 

AND. DAMN YOU, GOKUDERA. 

(B-but... I still don't want you to lose... because I am on Yamamoto's side who is on Tsuna's side who is on the side of GOOD, which is where you are as well.)

Poor Yamamoto... BUT THEY'LL BE DOING COMBI-PLAY ON THE NEXT CHAPTER SO WHAT THE HELL. And I am waiting for you...

... Hibari.

 So now I am totally semi-free from school, I decided to relax a bit. But not too much 'cos the final submissions for the poems are on April 2 and I can't procrastinate like I did with the drafts. 

Ah, yes, the drafts. I remember working on Poem #1 for less than 30 minutes (which is probably why it's so crappy) and Poem #2 for... until I fell asleep. And then I woke up and continued it for a few minutes. And then I passed them. 8D Because I'm stupid like that. But I'm glad that the second poem got a relatively high grade -- since I don't think my professor can even imagine giving a grade higher than 2. 

CAN'T WAIT FOR SUMMER CLASSES. (Gah, I sound like such a nerd lollerskates.)

 Philosophical problems.

( Well... )

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Also, I'll be taking summer classes to pass time... and so I can keep receiving money. 8D It's very convenient.

WELL. : DDDD

I am now FIVE minutes late for class and am STILL pretty much screwing around at home. Meh. I guess I'll just skip Math and go to school for Hum1 -- which I still haven't done the homework for. BUT.

...

I have a good excuse.

Sir calls it homework but WE HAVE TO BE IN SCHOOL TO DO IT. ): What the hell kind of homework is that?



Meditating. I was holding a really pretty rock (coral remains, probably) and thinking of how UNFAIR life is and how I couldn't port jump AT ALL. I wanted to port jump so badly. ):

Like... well, fine. Most of my classmates were scared and all, BUT I COULDN'T EVEN HAVE THAT.

'Cos I knew they wouldn't let me jump. 

So, yes. Meditate. Photo by Arden who was our official camera holder and "Maong Boy" during camp -- since all he ever wore were polo shirts and jeans. EVEN DURING OUR HIKE UP THE MOUNTAIN LOL.

Har. 

Guess which manga I'm totally obsessing over right now~ 8DDD Well, of course it's already in the subject / title thing so I guess you won't need to guess. 

( *A* Bakuman. )</div>
( BAKUMAN FANART! )

( And then some scholarly issues for the brilliant mind. )

Possibly my last blog for this week. CHECK OUT INTERNUNCIO (even though it's still empty) OKAY?!

 I stole it from someone on deviantart so... I guess I'm tagging myself? D8 

... That did not just make me feel socially stunted and this is not me trying to convince myself of my worth as a social being.

( You've got to spell your name. )
R: F*cking Crazy

O: Crazy

S: You are dead sexy.

E. Great in Bed

Hurr... okay. So apart from being double the amount of crazy, I am also... great in bed? I sure hope there is an invisible 'eventually' after that statement.

I tag blauerschnee and faidge_12. Or not. Or something. 8D

I'm only posting 'cos I love this new theme. So damned colorful. Also, I want to relate ALL THAT HAPPENED TODAY (which involves me being both more and less stupid than yesterday).

First off, my day started online since I decided to call it quits and go to sleep at 3:30 AM. I was just surfing around and reading fics and comics and whatever interesting things I could get my digital hands on. Oh, and I worked on my LifeBlog and WorkBlog and Imma post the links RIGHT HERE.

( ... I meant HERE. )

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HAPPY VALENTINES DAY!

And also I would like to greet all the people who can relate with me a happy (and a day early) Singles Awareness Day. It's sad, I know, but we must all be optimistic. Save the best for last, right? 

(No, I don't really believe that, but whatever.)

 So... like... yes. I know.

It all started last night -- rather, this morning around past midnight and all. I was reading some stuff on FictionPress despite having a class at 8:30 AM. 

That was Stupid Act # 1.

My mom woke me up around 6:30 since I move incredibly slow in the morning, and I need at least 30 minutes to get to school. Instead of getting up as any model daughter/student would have done, I told her my 8:30 class was cancelled. (But in my defense, I might have said the truth. Who knows with that professor?)

Stupid Act # 2.

I got up at 9:30 for my CW class at 11:30. Due to my awesome time-management skills, I was able to squeeze in a nap from 10 to 10:30 and arrived at our building with ONE MINUTE TO SPARE. Yeah, yeah. Awesome. I know. 8D So I battled the heat of the blazing sun, fighting fire with scholastic passion, and reached my classroom with an aura of success. I sat next to this guy friend of my classmate (who was my classmate last sem) since... well, I always sit there and those three stupidos are the ones who always exchange seats. And by three, I mean they also have another friend that I forgot to mention. I don't really care about them.

What I care about is that some girl went to our classroom and announced that we wouldn't have class. AND AFTER ALL THAT TROUBLE OF GOING TO SCHOOL FOR MY (not-)FAVORITEST CLASS EVER. 

I suppose it would only be right for me to explain why a student majoring in Creative Writing does not like her Creative Writing class. Well. It's really 'cos I signed up for Short Story but a last-minute professor-change brought Poetry instead. POETRY. Son of a bunch of flowers.

So now I'm going to move on to Stupid Act # 3.

I bought two of Robert Fulghum's books a while ago, "It Was on Fire When I Lay Down on It" and "Uh-oh". So while I was reading the first one, this girl approached me and started talking about God and Jesus Christ, and then we paused for a while so I could pray. 

Ro's Prayer: Dear God, You really know how to ambush people, don't you? 

And then she invited me to this group thing that I couldn't say no to... 'cos I'm really horrible with that. D: I can't say no to strangers. WHAT THE HELL IS WRONG WITH ME AND WHY IS MY MIND SO RETARDED?

... and that's that.

After the girl left, I went back to reading the book. And I was really enjoying myself too 'cos Fulghum is awesome. So awesome that when I looked at my watch, it was already 1:30 PM, and then I thought, "Damn, the concert is at 6. What the hell am I gonna do?"

Then I remembered my Bio class at 1 PM and I was like, "Shit," and then, "Fuck," and then, "Ah, screw this. I'm going home." 

That, apples, was Stupid Act # 4.

So now I'm home, blogging, and I texted my mom to ask if I could turn the AC on because it's HOT. I also took my aunt's advice and took off my shirt. It's okay to strip (I think) since the curtains are half-closed. 

Waiting for my buddy to text me so we can meet up. Still hafta go to the Christian group... meet-up... thing because I'm a loser whose conscience just DOESN'T LET UP ALREADY DAMMIT. And-and-and if I don't go, that girl would probably text and text and text 'cos I gave her my number and... D8 

Can somebody please lend me a backbone?

I've been wanting to post SOMETHING AWESOME for a while now but, for one thing, I always get sidetracked whenever I'm online.

Speaking of sidetracked, I remember this one original (supposedly multi-chaptered) fic thing that I started back in high school (and never finished -- I do believe I'm still in the middle of the first chapter). The main characters are these three guys who're kind of in the killing-for-justice line of work.

Except for the story, they'd be secret bodyguards for a super popular band. And when I say secret, I mean the band itself doesn't even know about them. The three guys, Jeff, Danny and Kenken (nicknames, I swear), are gonna go undercover as a band named SIDETRACK. Pretty much an inside joke, I dunno, so I guess whenever I write the band name, I think of ME.

And how superly awesome I am.

So then -- so then I'm gonna stop right here before I end up telling you ALL of the discontinued plotlines hiding in my drawer. D:

INSTEDDY.

( See SOMETHING AWESOME here. )

Oh. The UP Fair started yesterday. I'm still trying to find tickets for Friday (fucking awesome band line-up) and I hope to get them tomorrow. If not, I will commit seppuku for being a failure. 

o_____o Riding the All Time Low rhythm. Can't get off. (LOL -- OH.)

Title: Rikkai Days 
Chapter: 017/100 (Comparisons)
Author: Roey Cleine
Pairing: MaruHara
Disclaimer: I don't own PoT and any of the characters in the said anime.
Note: Um... LOL?

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( There were times when Marui couldn't help but . . . )

 

...

GRAVITATION.

And Sakuma Ryuichi.

D:

DAMMIT.

Ryuichi... if only... I had a boyfriend... as bipolar cool as you... D8 My life would be complete!

In fact, I actually wouldn't mind if your (his) attention would be halved between me and Kumagoro (or whichever stuffed animal he has). Really.



AND RYUICHI x SHUICHI IS TOTALLY HOT. ): But the hotness is really mostly due to Sakuma being there. Shuichi's just... cute. And uke.

Gahh... xD

Must. Tear. Eyes. Away. From. Screen. Before. Heart. Stops. 

HERE WE GO.



And... um... that's it. xD The only other reason I'm posting is to let everyone know that Charlie's back and kicking (very hard).

So please visit me at MB and I'll be sure to give you something good. But, uh... you'll have to tell me what that 'something good' is first. Before I give it to you. And it shouldn't cost me money. Yes.

: D

AND IF YOU JOIN MB THROUGH THAT LINK... I dunno. I don't really care. xD

By the way, my friend and I made a blog for a comic we're planning and once we've established it, why don't you guys -- oh hell.

Here: INTERNUNCIO! -- Do not be fooled if it sounds like a spell in Harry Potter. It's not.

Once you're in the site, go to the authors' pages and you'll see the memes Fai and I answered. In case you want some entertainment. Yanno. Because I'm nice and considerate like that.

Well then... THAT IS DEFINITELY IT.

I WILL BE GONE FOR A WHILE COS CHARLIE WENT AND LEARNED TO BE A BITCH TO ME.

Fact: Charlie is my laptop.

Opinion: Charlie is a bitchy laptop.

Fact: Charlie is broken.

Fact: We brought it to an HP Service Center and waited for two hours.

Opinion: Waiting is SO BORING.

Fact: They were showing Mr. Bean in the Service Center.

Opinion: Thank god there's Mr. Bean.

Fact: I left Charlie there.

Fact: It'll be back in two or three weeks.

Fact: I WILL BE GONE FOR TWO OR THREE WEEKS.

Opinion: Sucks.

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On the other hand, KUROSHITSUJI-WISE...

I love how Ciel is so portable. Like... alternative title: The Portable Shota. ANYONE CAN CARRY HIM, I SWEAR. And regarding the circus arc, I don't like ShinigamiMan much. He's annoying.

OH AND UM... THAT INDIAN PRINCE. Soma? ...Him. He's so cute and a little less gay than that gay servant of his.

Anywho, yes, I'll be back online whenever I can steal internetssssss from other people.

BAI.

CIEL HAS A GUN.

Well, of course. I see. That's really understandable actually...

( ... which is why I'm hiding the rest under this clever cut. : D )

Um...



I, uh... stole it from... somewhere. And I am crediting the place where I stole it from and I'm sorry but looking at it just... LOL. I dunno. I felt The Urge and so I saved it but now I don't remember where I got it from.

I am IN NO WAY claiming this. D: I just wish I could recall where I got it. 

AND SUPPOSE I'M POSTING THIS IN CASE SOMEONE KNOWS WHERE IT'S FROM.
 
: DDDD Oh yeah that's a good cover-up story.

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OH AND I WENT TO A COSPLAY ON DEC. 20. It was uber not-fun and we were just kinda... walking aimlessly around and snapping shots of unsuspecting cosplayers. Looking at my camera (which I left with my brother at the time 'cos I appointed him as my photographer), you will find loads of stolen shots. LOADS.

And for most of the time I was there (around three or so hours lol yes, it was THAT boring), I was stalking a guy dressed as Luffy from One Piece. I WANTED SO BADLY TO TAKE A PICTURE WITH HIM but I was shyyyyyy so I kinda...

... followed him around. Until my friends suddenly decided to make noise and attracted his attention. So I actually had to go up to him and ask him if I could have a picture with him.

AND I HAVE ONE : DDDDD But I can't show it right now 'cos it's in my camera which is downstairs and I AM LAZY YOU KNOW. 

Plusplusplus, I saw this Echizen Ryoma guy and HE WAS SO CUTE cos HE WAS SO SMALL LOLOLOLOL. I think that guy's probably older than me but he was... really... SHORT. I was squealing for a good three minutes with my friend cos LIKE I SAID, he was cute and short and so. xDDDD OH GOD. 

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Merry Christmas, everyone~

TT__TT

I am a shallow, shallow person.


( Why, you ask? )

GUESS WHO CLIMBED INTO A KRISPY KREME TRUCK.

*whistles suspiciously*

( U LOSER. ) '8<  )

 Title: Down History (part 1)
Author: Roey Cleine
Pairing: loads
Disclaimer: I don't own PoT and any of the characters in the said anime.
Note: =__= I should really finish chapter 2 and send it to Freddipoo... but I can't seem to find my draft. TIME TO REWRITE. Ahaha... D:

And where the hell are you, Freddikinssss?

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rose!: i am absolutely not able to help you with the colouring
rose!: for i have recently discovered that i have gone blind
rose!: and i am... uhh...
siberian husky bebeh: The hell ><
rose!: voice-typing
siberian husky bebeh: ?
rose!: i am voice-typing
rose!: typing with the sheer force of my voice
rose!: which is why i do not need eyes to see what i am typing
rose!: because i am not
rose!: =__=

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That conversation reflects my mentality nowadays. : D I am currently lazy, unhelpful, unfriendly and a bad liar. But that's only 'cos I haven't... "found" (coughmadecough) an art style that satisfies me. EVERYTHING IS CRAPPY. 

BUT SOMEDAY I'LL BE HAPPY. D: I just don't want to seem like some damn THISPERSONISMYIDOLSOIWANNADRAWJUST.LIKE.THEM. 

I have original ideas. I just need MORE. Stuff that show my personality.

...And suddenly an idea pops up: Maybe if I half-assed it, it'll show people the lazy side of my personality. : D

I'm DOOMED. D :