I found it!
Depressed!Lelouch score! Episode 7 of Code Geass R2 ;D

And why am I telling you this?
Oh, because I love to share the joy, where Lelouch is so depressed that he becomes a masochist. Sorry, did I say masochist? I meant chauvinist, my bad. He can't accept facts either, so sweet. And why am I being so vague instead of blathering everything like I always do? Because I feel like it, and the episode was such a personal favourite that it would simply not do it justice.

Oh heck, I'm blathering anyway.

Remember when I said Lelouch tried to takes drugs? Yeah, it was a try. A big fat T-R-Y.
Karen walked in on him, duh-uh and knocked it out of his hand. I should think that it was a big "oh" moment for Lelouch than the "NYUUUUUUU!" that I expected. Well, he wasn't an addict anyway, and I don't quite see how he can get so "oh mai gawd depressed!" over something his sister as governor is going to do. He's a sore loser, really he is. Lelouch Lamperouge, sore loser with an inability to run x3 I love the bit where everybody runs faster than him in the earlier eps of R2, and he's standing there doubled over when even Millay (dressed in Elizabethen Era skirts and heels) zooms right by him even though she was held back by like a couple of metres. Ha, sometimes, he just cant win.

And by chauvinist, he actually told Karen to "comfort him in a way that all you women can" which is probably one of the funniest things I've ever heard, if a little insulting. What is he crazy? Oh wait, he is. My bad, again. And when Karen gives him a big slap and shrieks some common sense into him, he stands there like stone until his 'fake brother' appears. And what does Lelouch say?

"Oh, I've quite forgotten that you were my watch dog..."
WTH?!

That's a bit mean to the brother you were so nice to even if he planned to exploit him and what was it again? Oh yes, "Squeeze him dry then throw him aside like a discarded rag" which is of course time for me to double over with an incredulous "Oh Lelouch you bitch!" because it was so... indescribably the funniest, dumbest, almost canonically sick thing I've heard. And yes, you're talking to the girl who used to read lemons because she couldn't stand fluff. The trash that goes in my head, ahhhh...

The absolute hilarity came when Rolo. Backs. Lelouch. Up. While. Supporting. His. Claim. and by backing up I mean like, "invade personal space until against a wall with no escape" kind of back up, though Rolo was being supportive as well. Especially since it happened exactly after when Lelouch did almost the exact same thing with Karen (minus the wall) just a couple of moments ago, there has been speculations (I watched it on youtube because I was too lazy to fire up the downloading section) that Rolo is trying to take over Karen there. My opinion? Oh mai gawd Rolo, you cute idiot who falls to sweet words like kinship and brother, get your arse outta there.

And is it me or are they blatantly advertising the fact that rolo and Lelouch are oh extremely close? When Lelouch wakes up, guess who he sees first?! Rolo. By his bed side. Telling him he had a nightmare. Looking vaguely pained when he recalls that Lelouch was shrieking for his biological sister (Nunnally) in his feverish state. Rawr. Shoot me already.

And, while I'm on the high stage of anime/manga. It just occured to me because Jia En reminded me. Kuroshitsuji (Black Butler grawr) in chapter 19, was actually really funny at one point.

"I would have been like you if it hadn't been for that month"
henceforth, I change it to:
"I would have been like you if it hadn't been for that time of the month"

Because otherwise, I just don't get it.

I hate being sick. And being behind schedule. which both I am right now. Darn, the heavens are mocking me the bastards. I should think they're happy now, I'm not antibiotics, with a half-deaf right ear and some nasty infection eating at my ear canal. Just bloody wonderful isn't it? Yes, I am so proud of the kind of mishap you inflict on me just three days from my trip overseas, so proud.

Bloody hell.

On a strangely surreal side, the on my list of "Weirdest things that Generators give you", there has been updates! o.o This just shows that people get weirder by the generation. No, the year. Ah heck, make that by the week. I mean, what kind of sane person actually puts things in a generator that includes things like... what? Twisting traditional forms of writing? Well, that's alright, not crazy enough.

Some of the ones I really liked from the generator included:

- If you have an answering machine, record all messages received for one month, then turn them into a best-selling novella.
- Compose a list of familiar phrases, or phrases that have stayed in your mind for a long time--from songs, from poems, from conversation.
- Take a traditional text like the pledge of allegiance to the flag. For every noun, replace it with one that is seventh or ninth down from the original one in the dictionary. For instance, the word "honesty" would be replaced by "honey dew melon." Investigate what happens; different dictionaries will produce different results.
- Write what is secret. Then write what is shared. Experiment with writing each in two different ways: veiled language, direct language.
- Write a work gazing into a mirror without using the pronoun I.
(Which I have done before but might be useful to try again since I have a whole tower of mirrors... Yes, I'm fond of them in a weird way)

Some insane ones included:

- A shocking experiment: Rip pages out of books at random (I guess you could xerox them) and study them as if they were a collection of poetic/literary material. Use this method on your old high school or college notebooks, if possible, then create an epistemological work based on the randomly chosen notebook pages.
- Choose a subject you would like to write "about." Then attempt to write a piece that absolutely avoids any relationship to that subject. Get someone to grade you.
- Write a work that intersperses love with landlords.
- Write a poem called 'The Ways of Making Love'. List it.
- Attempt as a writer to win the Nobel Prize in Science by finding out how thought becomes language, or does not.


Haa, well I'm still irritated, but generators always make my day.
And CODE GEASS MY GOD. I'm about to finish the first season, but I'm not pleased with the second season. I heard that Lelouch gets killed which sucks! Because he may be an egoistical maniac, but he's a really okay person. Grah D:

Good news however is that while browsing through all the DA galleries with Code Geass fanart (of course I'm looking for SuzaLelouch pairings, hmph) and I found one that tells me what? Oh, Suzaku kills Lelouch. Sheez, double blow.

And then, they tell me that apparently, Suzaku threw in a love confession while doing the murdering. Well, it wasn't exactly what I would want of them since they had always been bestest friends lovers but, better than nothing. I also particularly enjoy seeing Arthur biting Suzaku at every given moment. I mean, well it's mean to say this, but it's so adorable in a way that only Arthur the cat can pull off. Yes, Arthur is a cat ;D Lelouch however... hm... And oh, there were rumors that Lelouch actually takes drugs (they have this drug called "Refrain" which allows one to hallucinate about their past in a good way, but is illegal since it's harmful) or attempts to. And they had this picture of him that says "Oh, this is what may have happened if Karen hadn't walked in on him when he was shooting up"

Ahhh! Karen! You ruined everything!
yup, Lelouch looks so sexy when drugged up into his state of hallucination.

And there's Kuroshitsuji!
I see Ciel and I have to stare because he is insanely adorable in a sick grownup way. It's not my fault, but I love the maturity complex sometimes, look at Ciel and tell me he is not the cutest thing in Kuroshitsuji? Oh wait, he isn't, because there's the Butler Sebastian ;D Oops, he's the best. Ciel is the close second though, so no loss there! But what makes me 'squee' like a fangirl is the total irony of the relationship between Ciel and his butler Sebastian. It's like a heavy dose of that Alucard-Integra master/slave relationship in Hellsing which I adore to bits, and it's so funny because Ciel is so dependant on Sebastian but always jumps out to declare that he's the oh so almighty master. Look at that and tell me it's not laughably a person in denial? Oh, wait he's not.

But the chapter 19 was... enlightening. But I had no idea that they actually supported pedastr-- no, not pedastry but uh... bad things in old England. I mean, Ciel was a pet? Like a slave kind of pet? And what the hell is up with that scene where this fat man in a mask was going "Let's give you the mark of a noble beast!" that follows immediately with a frame of Ciel screaming? And all the hands touching him?! NO! They didn't like brand him did they D; And the fact that the caption included "I'm hurt, I'm dirty, I want to go home" isn't exactly helpful either. And that fat man with a mask! He even went on to say "Aren't we going to have a splendid gathering tonight!" which totally killed me because I have no clue what the gathering was, since he had a mask on, Ciel was grimy and -uuugh- hurt, and in a cage with chains -the most wtf thing ever- which makes me want to kill something. It was pretty shady though, maybe a secret black magic gathering? Any chance of that?

And then they somehow managed to slice Ciel up or something to summon Sebastian.. or something liddat, I dunno. But I am so very interested in the credits picture of Kuroshitsuji's chapters. Adorable little sweet-loving Ciel all surrounded by the luxuries of a woman.

Hee. Sebastian however, hates sweets which is the saddest thing ever since he's purported to "make the most delicious sweets" :D He even bribes Ciel with them which is so cute~

Ah alright, I'll shut up now.

I really really want one of those nice soft foam swords I saw at Toys-R-Us a couple of days (okay, weeks) back. They'd be the perfect thing to hit myself in the head with. Or maybe one of their foam clubs with spikes would do nicely too? Grah, if all else fails, there's the cold tune marinating in the freezer. A nice good slap from that and I'll be riiiiiight back on check.

Went out today with the usual people. It was supposed to be a movie, but in the end we all went home with our ticket money. May well have been a blessing though :D I mean, when your choices look something like:

1) Sing To The Dawn
2) Quantum Of Solace
3) Saw V
4) High School Musical 3
5) The Coffin

You definitely know what you'll be choosing. For me, it's (2) or nothing. I'd much rather hide behind the popcorn counter than risk my sanity for HSM3 or STD (haha), and would rather meet my ends violently than to allow myself to willingly be put through Horror Movie Torture™. I get somnia problems just trying to watch documentaries relating to the supernatural and paranormal. And the funny thing is I'm picky about the kind of thing I'm scared off. Bizarre-o.

Bleeding war scenes? Boring.
Vampires? That's fine.
Werewolves? Oh, fine.
Execution? Oh sure!
Exorcism? ...Maybe...
Floating people? ....NYUUUUUUU

Pft. Quantum of Solace was better when the man playing James Bond was a strapping hunk of handsome that could actually justify the number of women he had warming his bed. The man playing him these days is too old to be actually even be a feasible partner. Even for a fling. So, he has nice blue eyes and is a wonderful character personality and actor, but he's too old dammit. They should get some charming handsome man, not old middle-aged guys. Even Brad Pitt would be a better choice, if his wife didn't mind. The 007 guy nowadays makes me go "...Wow, he didn't sprain his back or something?" instead of the "OMIGEESQUEESOCOOLETCETCBLAHBLAHILOVEYOUSOMUCH!" that the Bond guy used to do to people in the 80ish times. Sad.

Anyway, we dropped by the Music Establishment and bored Rachel out of her brains while we browsed. I love the store and its concept lurh, it's pretty and sparkling and is amazingly stocked. The only thing I wanted to buy was 34 bucks though D; Gah.

Then we walked around, met up with Abigail, had KFC, made Rachel come to a decision and buy something from the darned shop, shopped for presents for Phi and slacked around. For a couple of hours and got lost trying to find the exit. We also stopped by this doll store to listen to this guy introduce his pretty little dollies to us, then went on for our trip to find the exit. They only found the exit because of mwuah though! Mwuahahahahaha. Went home by bus because I deperately needed some shut-eye.

THE MENTOR is reserved, creative, decisive, organized, and considered to be the most empathetic of the character types. They have what it takes to work as architects, journalists and counselors.

THE MENTOR'S strongest personality indicators are in introversion, intuition, feeling and judgment. Some areas may be more pronounced than others. The following information contains a broad description of the character's individual personality components.

• THE MENTOR is generally quiet and self-reflective. They spend more time concentrating on internal thoughts than speaking. They are more likely to try and figure things out for themselves than to ask for help. Others may view this as being territorial. They have a relatively limited number of friends, but they tend to expend more energy on those relationships.
• This character relies more heavily on gut feelings than on past experience. Others may view them as having their head in the clouds or as being free-spirited. They are imaginative people who are more intrigued with fantasy than facts. They spend more time contemplating about future possibilities than worrying about the here and now. They can be a great source of inspiration to the people around them.
• They are also good listeners. They are more likely to put themselves in someone else's shoes before passing judgment. They are empathetic. Values and extenuating circumstances take precedence over policy. They seek out the good in everybody and insist on the humane treatment of all living things. They are well liked by others and have the ability to maintain intimate relationships.
• In addition, this is a take-charge character who lives by the motto, "If you want something done right, do it yourself." THE MENTOR is well organized, doesn't overlook the details and plans everything in advance. They work well with deadlines and like to complete one task before starting another. A sense of closure is important so all loose ends are wrapped up. They have no trouble making decisions and like to take care of their own business.

Compatible Personality Disorder: Avoidant

Avoidant Personality Disorder
(The Mentor)

Avoidant Personality Disorder is a pervasive pattern of social inhibition, feelings of inadequacy, and hypersensitivity to negative evaluation, beginning by early adulthood and present in a variety of contexts, as indicated by four (or more) of the following:

• avoids occupational activities that involve significant interpersonal contact because of fears of criticism, disapproval, or rejection;
• is unwilling to get involved with people unless certain of being liked;
• shows restraint within intimate relationships because of the fear of being shamed or ridiculed;
• is preoccupied with being criticized or rejected in social situations;
• is inhibited in new interpersonal situations because of feelings of inadequacy;
• views self as socially inept, personally unappealing, or inferior to others;
• is unusually reluctant to take personal risks or to engage in any new activities because they may prove embarrassing.

Like I said, I really need a notebook. But regardless, I need somewhere to consult.
Blogger just happens to be convenient.

sweetsugarsnapskatsurouyouhavecertainlyalotofstrangeweirdiosityresultsforacharactertest.

It is so cute =D

I need to get an online notebook. Fast.



Dares:
I dare you to have one character who, whenever they fancy someone says 'well s/he's definitely going in the cupboard'
-BP if they actually have a cupboard
-DBP if they have kidnapped lots of people and put them in it
-TBP if your MC has to evade being put in the cupboard...

Not sure if this is a line, or a sub plot, but offered up: "smuggle the chess set". Somehow, smuggling a chess set must be an integral part of a subplot, and somewhere, a character must come up with a non-incongruous way to talk about smuggling a chess set. Hope this provides something entertaining!

Think aloud, "What's the capital of Norway?"
With no hesitation, "N!"


One of your characters always says “Thank you for calling Dominoes, how may I help you” every time they pick up the phone (instead of Hello).


*playing scrabble*
"What is that word?"
"It's a porcupine with deformed spikes that look like spoons."
"A... sporkupine?"


"The waiting room was weird."
"What? How and why?"
"Well, I don't know. Everyone was dressed like maniacal fashion rejects, and they all just looked pretty pissed off. Like... they pulled out their cell phones like weapons and glared menacingly at nobody at all. Oh, and there were babies. They all had babies."



Use these lines:
"Oh... I can't kick myself in the butt anymore!"
"Argh! My holes don’t work!"
"You must have it at the right temperature so you can reach in and grab the thingy."
"Excuse me, are you sniffing me?"
"He’s vibrating me!"
"I’ve been trying to figure out how to get my mouth around that thing (the huge sucker)."
"We’re going to set it on the table so we can do it there later."
"When you put stuff between your legs, that’s what holds it there."
"It’s freakin’ cold outside! My cheeks and nose are cold! I’m gonna get some ice…"
"Just because I’m dancing with a dishtowel doesn’t mean I need help."
"Stop resisting and take your throw like a girl. "
"True American Way: Do it to someone else."
"You’re not yourself, you’re your clothes."
"Well then, you must be a Royal Bastard. "
"She keeps going horizontal on me."
"I don’t suck, I bite."
"I have handcuffs attached to my bed, what do you think?"
"This is hours of entertainment… well, until my arm gets tired, anyway."
"If I agitate both of them, they’ll start going at it."
"You know it’s been a good night when everyone has to switch clothes to go home."
"You’re right, my sword isn’t very big, but it’s big enough to get through you."
"I can’t put my head very many places it doesn’t like to go."
"Balls gravitate toward my head."
"If I had a brain, I’d be scary"
"Just because it’s a dress rehearsal doesn’t mean you have to come dressed."
"Show me where you want it to be exactly. That’s exactly what you’ll get."


"Man, my grandma gave me these delicious apples from the tree from her backyard."
"Ew, dude. Do you know what apples even are? What fruit is?"
"Uhhh, it's the tasty part of the plant. Duh."
"No man. Just no. You don't even get it. The apple isn't the tasty part of the plant, it's the uterus of the plant."
"What the balls are you going on about now? That's ridiculous."
"Is not, it's completely true. Think of it like this man. You know how a flower is basically like, a plant's vagina?"
"...What?"
"Yeah, flowers are a plant's sexual organs. They use them to have plant-sex."
"You've got issues."
"And see, when the plant gets plant-pregnant, the bulb at the bottom of the flower is where the plant-baby gestates. Kind of like how the uterus at the back of a vagina."
"Is this what you think about all day? Is this seriously what goes on in your head?"
"And see, the plant-baby is actually the seed. You know, the core. And the skin, that's the wall of the uterus. The flesh of the apple? The part you eat? That's the placenta, man. You're eating tree-placenta."
"Why do you have to tell me these things? I don't ask. I didn't want to know this. You're a horrible friend."
"Listen, I'm just trying to keep you informed. You need to know what you're eating here. And in this case? Placentas. Your grandmother gave you a big bowl of uteruses and you're going to eat the placentas."
"You eat apples all the time!"
"Yeah, but at least I'm not in denial about it. You've got to keep everything in the right perspective. Scrambled eggs? That's chicken menstruations, man. Chicken menstruations."
"...We can't be friends anymore."


"I don't understand any of this Shakespeare stuff. It's, like, another language almost. They should write it in nowadays English."
"Just remember it's thee before thou except after thine."

I wonder if it's working?

Urgh, I cant find that blithering Microsoft Office disk. So I'm writing in notebook and without a word count. How will I ever track my progress at this rate? Sheez Dx

but the happy thing is that I'm still writing and writing.
I swear I have at least a thousand words in by now. especially since i bothered to write as much as i could yesterday and stayed up till 2am writing.
it even has a name! which amazes me to no end. whatever i write names itself at the end usually. this is giving me some very good happy vibes =D

I henceforth call it The Amaryllis Project. or TAP for short. aint it cute?
tap. tap. tap. tap. tap. tap. ha.

I still love the first paragraph the most, even though it's an opening line I borrowed from someone who was giving away random starters since he aint going to use them. It's crazy, and fun.

And it will star Iriel.
and anybody who has read my writing will know:
Iriel had a pair of twins,
they'd hair as bright as platinum gold.
where ever Iriel goes,
the Yamasaki twins are sure to go.

" The night is always darkest before the dawn, so if you were planning for the best time to steal your neighbour's newspapers - especially if you want them fresh off the press, or newspaper boy's basket - it was then. On the other hand, it was also the perfect time for many other acts that most people do not want people to see. Like, running away from home: the little act that has our main character now glancing anxiously left, right and back for any sign of human movement. That's right. Eighteen-year-old Iriel was running away from home."

bye bye.

trying out a NanoWrimo challenge. 50k words, in thirty days. wish me luck.
some random funny pictures... i adore the 'lolcat' variety.


aw por kitteh luks confuzzled. don worree kitteh. neo will restoar yoo back to one-ness


cant be worse than william hung


i wants. period.