Happy 2011

It's been an alright sort of year [last year], with its ups [intense sleepovers] and downs [Science] and to be honest, 2011 could be even worse than last year [with NCEA and stuff D:]

But it's the holidays now, so I'm certainly enjoying while I can =D

~Sylvia

Bullets and Brains

That is the name of the Hetalia fanfiction I started in the last post.

I'm [hopefully] posting my process here.

Bullets and Brains

Hetalia Fanfiction

Warnings: Gore, Blood, Swearing, Killing things

Rating: T

Pairings: None decided

Genre: Action/Adventure/Horror?/Friendship/Family [yeah...]

References: Wikipedia [for the Sunset Strip bit/Zombieland rules]

I've decided to make this my Writer's Month thing. The numbers indicate from what point did I write on that particular day. E.g. The first day, the 25th, when I started this story, is indicated by 1). Any writing between that and the number 2) means that that writing was written on the 1st day and so on and so forth.

Chapter 1

1st day) Nnnh... it nnnhed, lumbering towards its prey, thinking its usual thought pattern. Food... nnnh...meat...nnnh...flesh...nnnh...BRAINS.

Its bloodied hands stretched towards its would-be lunch, about to grasp it by the arm, to wrench it so the food would scream but then quieten to shock as the zombie would then sink its yellowed teeth into the rest of the body, savouring the warm coppery taste of-

Click.

The zombie paused for a moment, confused by the sudden noise, when its prey turned around, holding a big black shiny thing. A big black shiny, DANGEROUS thing.

Chk Chk.

Unfortunately for this wannabe-killer/zombie, it was to become kill number 492 for a certain person. A certain person with a double-barrelled shotgun.

A certain person by the name of America Fucking Jones.

With a smirk and raised eyebrow, the prey turned to the hunter, raised his gun, and blew its brains out.

Just like that.

2) America let out a big whoop, following it with an impromptu Victory Dance consisting of a mix of MC Hammer-ing and Soulja Boy-ing [with a drop of Usher-ing. Yeah man.]

For the 17 year old, who had been in post-apocalyptic Earth [otherwise known as Zombieland] for around 7 years, zombie killing was what he did best. The thrill of the hunt then the triumph of the kill. The blood splattering everywhere in a gooey, horrible fashion. To him, this was 10x better than your average shoot ‘em up game. Zombie killing was what he lived for. Well, that and-

“Ow. I’m not doing anything wrong. You didn’t have to hit me.” America groaned.

“You sodding git, you’re making so much noise, I would not be surprised if half the undead population of America came swarming towards us. Keep it quiet, we’re not meant to attract attention.”

England ‘Iggy’ Kirkland. Who America considered to be 1 of his 2 best friends. The 19 year old [then 12] had found America when both of his parents had been ‘Bitten’ or turned into zombies and then shot by police. He had raised America, as a friend and mentor. He owed his life to Iggy, as, without him, he’d be a groaning lump of rotting meat by now.

America turned to England, a childish pout on his face. “Y’know, I could take ‘em out if I had to. No need to be so uptight, I’m just having some fun.”

“We’re meant to be on bloody PATROL you arsehole, which means we’re meant to be finding survivors and supplies, not off dancing around like idiots.” England retorted, his usual, I-Am-Not-Amused glare on his face.

“Yeah, but Iggy, when was the last time we actually found someone al-“

“HEY!! HELLO?!”

Both teens snapped out of their argument and quickly turned to find the source of the voice.

“Touché, Iggy. Touché.”

“Stop calling me Iggy, you git.”

A teen with chin length wavy blonde hair in a bedraggled red jumper came staggering towards them. In his left hand he had a sawed off shotgun, in his right, a bloodied hockey stick.

“Can you...” he half panted, half yelled. “Help me... might’ve been... Bitten... eh...”

3) England and America gave each other worried looks, gripped their guns just in case of Spontaneous Undead Evolution [or S.U.E., the process of when a normal human being turns to a zombie], and cautiously walked toward the other boy.

“When did you think you got Bitten?” England asked, suspicion lacing his features. It wasn’t the first time they had come across another human being on patrol, and then a few minutes later, when their guard had come down, a SUE had overcome the human, and they’d just narrowly escaped being Bitten themselves.

“Around 2 hours ago.” The boy replied.

“Well, chap, you should be fine for up to 6 hours, but as for now, you should come with us. We have shelter and food.”

“Really, you’d do that, for me, eh? Thanks so much!”

----------------------------------------------------------------

“Well, welcome to our safe little Haven-Of-Awesomeness-Away-From-Evil-Brain-Eating-Man-Killers, a.k.a. The Haven. Or more HavenS plural, we’ve taken residence in both this house and the two houses either side of it.”

“They’re so... big.”

“I know. This is one thing I love about Zombieland. You get to camp in huge-ass mansions and no one cares!”

England rolled his eyes at his loud-mouthed friend. “You’re overwhelming the poor kid, America. The Haven isn’t really so great; you don’t really have a lot of privacy, owing to the fact that there is about 16 of us in each house.”

“Um... ok.”

“Well, let’s give you the brief rundown of our little world.” America continued. “The Haven consists of 3 mansions down in the Sunset Strip. We don’t really know whose mansions they are, but there have been theories that we’ve been living in the houses of Cameron Diaz, Sandra Bullock and Michael Bublé, who probably are dead or have left the country in the first few weeks of Zombieland, if they’re smart enough. Zombieland is what we, the people that live in the Haven, call the post-apocalyptic zombie-filled Earth, because ‘Post-apocalyptic Zombie-Filled Earth’ just doesn’t sound catchy and Awesome enough-“

“-And the git can’t be bothered saying ‘Post-Apocalyptic, Zombie-Filled Earth’ England interrupted.

4) “-And Zombieland sounds like we’re in some great End-of-the-world type of movie. With Woody Harrelson in it killing zombies with huge machine guns and shit.”

“Right, eh.”

“Yeah! Moving on,” America continued. “We’ve set up a makeshift hospital, garden in a greenhouse, entertainment centre, gym, central board room, stuff like that. Kinda the stuff towns need to y’know, keep going. We don’t have an official leader, but I suppose the closest would be Hungary. Apart from her fetish for gay guys or whatever and the fact she’s lethal with a cast iron skillet-“

“Eh? A what?”

“-also known as a frying pan, she’s pretty O.K. Stay on her good side, and she’ll give you extra food. That comes to my next point; we have several rules that sorta run our lives. Well, to be honest, we stole them. We found this notepad with what we now refer to as ‘The 33 Golden Rules of Surviving Getting Killed In Zombieland’, shortened to ‘The Rules’.

Apparently, this guy made these rules up to help him keep alive. Unfortunately, he either got killed or lost this, but it’s saved our asses a few times, believe me. Unfortunately, some of the rules got covered in blood when this guy had them and are now ya can’t read ‘em so it’s more like the 18 Golden Rules of blahblahblah. Either way, you’re gonna have to remember them, cos this will be your Bible for survival until you get killed or we find a cure, so listen up.

Cardio The fat guys went first because they couldn’t outrun the suckers.”

“Double tap, Zombies are hardy creatures as they have high pain resistance,” England butted in. “So, there is a high possibility that they can get up when you’re not looking and attack you. So extra shot to the head is good.”

"Beware of bathrooms, you’re at your weakest when taking a piss. Check all cubicles first. And keep your pistol handy when your pants are down.”

“ Wear seatbelts, you’re concentrating on surviving ‘Zombieland’ so dying by something stupid like plunging through your windscreen when braking suddenly."

"Cast iron skillet: Hungary’s best friend."

"Travel light, or else it will weigh you down when running from the Undead. That’s physically and emotionally. Try not to make too many friends; it’ll make it harder on you when they turn into zombies. "

"Get a kickass partner. Well, that’s an easy rule to obey, just stick with me, and you’ll be sweet." America made a movie star-esque grin at the others in the group.

"Ignore him lad, he’s being an idiot like usual. Moving on, Paper towels, useful for quick cleaning of blood and just about everything else. Also good for stemming wounds. "

"Bowling Ball, another useful weapon, but it takes practice and a good dose of luck to use it."

"Don't be a hero, we can’t blame you for running if we’re dead. Unless we’re ghosts of course."

"Ahhhh don’t say that Iggy!! I don’t want to think about it, they’re so scary-““Idiot.” “Ok, next rule is Limber up, basically, stretch before going into Zombiedom. At this point, I started to think the rulemaker was a bit nuts.”

"Avoid strip clubs-" “Or Iggy when he’s drunk. That could get ugly.” “I’m from the The United Kingdom of Great Britain and Northern Ireland and I can hold my liquor better than you any day! And stop calling me Iggy!

When in doubt, know your way out, because when on the run from zombies, you can’t aimlessly run into every door, hoping it’s the exit. America here knows full well how fun that is."

"The buddy system. So you can do the whole ‘Bad boys, Bad boys watcha gonna do, watcha gonna do when I come for...’ Cos that never gets old. “

"Check the back seat. Zombies love to hide where you least expect them."

"Enjoy the little things. You have no idea how much Iggy cried when we found a good batch of Earl Grey.”

"Well I’m sorry that I am sick up to my neck of the rubbish you call Lipton Tea! It tastes like diluted soap water. Now, the Swiss army knife is your most trusted friend, always useful to have in a tight spot."

"And last but not least, Hygiene, it’s the number one thing that keeps you sane. If you look and smell like a zombie, you’ll probably end up being one."

1620/50 000

~Sylvia

Yes I Am a Loser for Being on the Computer on Xmas Day...

But I am so BORED.

I'm looking after my sister while my parents are preparing the lunch.

She's got this annoying as hell toy that you just CAN'T keep away from her.

And she keeps trying to shove me off the bed.

So here's a [sort of but you probably won't get anything unless you're Dove] present for you, some writing I did last night while thinking about the awesomeness that is Zombieland.

Basically a Alternate Universe of Hetalia in Zombieland.

Warning: Swearing and Gore+Zombies ahead.

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Nnnh... it nnnhed, lumbering towards its prey, thinking its usual thought pattern. Food... nnnh...meat...nnnh...flesh...nnnh...BRAINS.

Its bloodied hands stretched towards its would-be lunch, about to grasp it by the arm, to wrench it so the food would scream but then quieten to shock as the zombie would then sinks its yellowed teeth into the rest of the body, savouring the warm coppery taste of-

Click.

The zombie paused for a moment, confused by the sudden noise, when its prey turned around, holding a big black shiny thing. A big black shiny, DANGEROUS thing.

Chk Chk.

Unfortunately for this wannabe-killer/zombie, it was to become kill number 492 for a certain person. A certain person with a double-barrelled shotgun.

A certain person by the name of America Fucking Jones.

With a smirk and raised eyebrow, the prey turned to the hunter, raised his gun, and blew its brains out.

Just like that.

Merry Xmas Everyone!!

For tomorrow =D

If I Had Twitter...

Which fuels one's narcissism, my posts for the next few hours would be like this:

Listening to Hetalia Character Songs for the 1234567890 time.

Mein Gott is the best thing that happened to Hetalia. Although Dove, you probably will think, "WTH is this??!!"
So is Absolutely Invincible Britsh Gentleman. World Ondo and America's Songs are some of the most annoying songs you could hear in your life.

However, the guitar riffs in Winter want me throttle the composer. It sounds like one person driving a car forwards, then backwards. ON A STRAIGHT ROAD. FACING THE RIGHT WAY. Completely pointless, in other words. And annoying. And detracts from the Gothic sort of sound.

Best Ending Theme song is Spain's. That freaking awesome Spanish Guitar [which sounds pro but may not be but I can't tell because I know next to nothing about guitar-playing.] and he can actually sing.

There was a clothes line in front of the stairs. So I jumped around it. Stealthily. Not.

Ripping pages out of old school books because I need more lined paper. Bit of a fail.

Mum's getting pissed off again. Hibernating in room as I type.

2:22pm. Be scared Angel.

2:23pm. It's fine.

I'm so bored.

Can someone get me more scissors for Xmas? Cos by the time I'm done cutting all these pages out, I think my scissors will next to useless.

Self Control by the Dukes is the free single on iTunes at the mo. Good, cos I like that song :D

It's weird, cos I'm listening to Lo Pasion No Se Detiene [I keep thinking it's 'Diente' i.e. tooth in Spanish] and the only bits I remember are the random words yelled out in not-that-bad Spapenese or Spanish said by Japanese. I.e. 'Churros!!' 'Fiesta' and more 'Vamos Espana' [and framenco instead of flamenco and 'Ore!' cos that can't say l's properly.] Catchy.

Had Jelly for Afternoon Tea. And humus. With chips.

Oh screw it. Too boring.

... it would be a fail.

Ow.

Got elbowed in jaw by sister.

Hell it hurts.

BTW, I've extended it to 50 000 in like 3 months. Ending in Feb.

Sylvia's DeWrMo 30th November

Or December Writing Month

Pretty Pathetic, what I've written so far:

Title: The Silver Dragons [series title]

1. Introduction:

It was too soon, she thought. They were still young. How was this possible? Wasn’t this much too cruel? Today they worried about friends and school, but soon they would have the safety of an [albeit small] world on their shoulders.

And soon she would give one, if not all of her three children’s innocence away to protect a world that 99% of the world doesn’t know about. Was it fair? Of course it wasn’t. Her precious children, forced to become adults? No.

But they have no choice. Like she had no choice.

She remembered the day she first got exposed, like it was barely yesterday, although it was nearly 30 years ago.

“Carmen.” a voice echoed down the hall, “Carmen, I need to talk to you.”

I.E., including title, 135 words, according to Word.

I figured out, that every day I have to write 1667 words.

And that if I plan to do the 100 themes, then each theme will be 500 words, and I'd have to do 3 and a bit each day.

So far, it's not working. OTL.

1/30

~Sylvia

My Writer's Month: December, because November is impossible

Why can't we have it in like January?! That whole month is holidays!!

I'm going to try and write the whole 50, 000 words from today, November 30th to December 30th.

Try being the key word.

I'm going to be doing scenes from the story-that-has-been-stuck-in-my-head-for-9ish-years.

It's kinda hard, because I've had it all sorted out, each arc as such, even in the future, I have the final battle panning out with a lot of different scenarios here.

It's hard also because I don't want to start from the beginning, because all the stuff I've thought of now is the stuff I want to write, if that makes sense.

So yeah, snapshots it is :D

Also, I'm going to follow the 100 themes challenge here:

http://100themeschallenge.deviantart.com/blog/33698666/

Hell, if I can, I'll do all 5 variations.

But I really doubt it.

We'll see.

Happy Birthday Dove!!

xD You're OLD now MUAHAHAHAHA.

And it is still pronounced VY-TAH-MINS not VI-TAH-MINS.

Because it comes from the word 'vital' and you don't pronounce 'vital', 'vittel' rhyming with 'little'.

We still need a Halo marathon. D:

Well, enjoy your day, don't put Jam on a Magnet, become one with Mother Russia and all the rest of it, and yeah, that's about it :D

~Sylvia

It's a Beautiful Day [or really night]

And I'm listening to U2 Live from my bedroom window. I can like hear the concert, bit muffled, but pretty good.

Shame I don't really know many of their songs.

"In the dark of the moment"

that's what I can hear at moment.

Can't really hear the words. It like fades in and out.

I actually know this song.

I just can't remember what it's called.

Vertigo's now playing.

I swear its one of the few U2 songs I can sing the whole entire chorus to XD

So...

Hi.

Mariko wants me to do a blog post, so I'm doing a blog post.

Yeah man?

2 weeks til holidays!!!

We're burning chips in Science.

[Not just any chips. CHICKEN CHIPS!!!!!! -Mariko]

[It's CRISPS NOT CHIPS -Louisa]

[*insert arguing here*]

[we looked up chips and crisps. Technically the same, chips are both hot chips and potato chips. Crisps are just potato chips. But we're in NZ, so technically chips are chips. And crisps just don't exist.]

Moving on...

-Mariko likes Pandas. And Ninjas. And Segways. And Justin Bieber's shoes.

-Louisa is a Pom. Etc. etc.

[Mariko said that.]

-Jam. And Toasters. You just don't put jam on a magnet. And socks in a toaster.

Why?

Because Jeff says so.

[IDK who Jeff is]

-P.E. is annoying.

The sooner its over, the better.

Gives everyone a headache.

Aiyah.

-Yo mama. [Mariko]

-*Awkward Laugh*

-Um... Yeah.

-Science needs to end. We can't do anything because WE DON'T HAVE THE CHIPS.

Yeah.

My Life According to...

Evanescence which I can't spell...

Thank you Wikipedia

This is really depressing D:

Using only song names from ONE ARTIST, cleverly answer these questions. You can't use the band I used. Try not to repeat a song title. It's a lot harder than you think! Re-post as "my life according to (band name)."


Pick your Artist: Evanescence

Are you a male or female: Snow White Queen

Describe yourself: Your Star

How do you feel: Understanding

Describe where you currently live: Field of Innocence

If you could go anywhere, where would you go: Farther Away

Your favorite form of transportation: My Last Breath

Your best friend is: Everybody's Fool

You and your best friends are: Going Under

What's the weather like: Cloud Nine

If your life was a TV show, what would it be called: Heart-Shaped Box

What is life to you: Eternal

Your relationship: Thoughtless

Your fear: Lithium

What is the best advice you have to give: Good Enough

Thought for the Day: Where Will You Go?

How I would like to die: Tourniquet

My soul's present condition: Missing

My motto: All That I'm Living For

I pretty pleased with this, actually

Elements meme from angel

Elements Meme

.:fire:.
[x] You have a short temper.
[x] You often act on your emotions without thinking first.
[x] You are very competitive.
[ ] You like to play with fire.
[x] You are not a strong swimmer or you can't swim at all.
[x] You prefer warm weather over cold weather.
[] You often lose control over yourself.
[] You can be quite reckless.
[x] You sometimes hurt people without realizing it.
[x] People have often called you insane. [well, i think I'm partially insane, I talk to myself like i'm talking to someone else that i know well, it's first sign of madness, really.]
Total: 7

.:WATER:.

[ ] You have a calm, laid-back personality.
[x] You like to go to the beach.
[x] You rarely get angry.
[ ] When you do get angry, you know how to control it.
[ ] You think before you act.
[ ] You are good at breaking up fights.
[ ] You are a good swimmer.
[x] You like the rain.
[ ] You can stay calm in stressful situations.
[x] You are very generous.
Total: 4

.:EARTH:.

[ ] You are physically strong. [i thought, then i was proved wrong in our compulsory self defense class at school
[] You have a close connection with nature.
[ ] You don't mind getting dirty.
[x] You form strong opinions on issues that concern you.
[ ] You could easily survive in the wild.
[x] You care about the environment. [ish]
[ ] You can easily focus on your work without getting distracted.
[ ] You rarely get depressed.
[ ] You aren't afraid of anything.
[x ] You prefer to have a strict set of rules.
Total: 3

.:AIR:.

[] You have a free spirit.
[] You hate rules.
[] You prefer to be out in the open rather than in small, enclosed spaces.
[x] You hate to be restrained.
[ ] You are very independent and outgoing.
[x] You are quite intelligent.
[x] You tend to be impatient.
[x] You are easily distracted.
[x] You can sometimes be hyperactive and/or annoying.
[x] You wish you could fly.
Total: 6

.: DARKNESS:.

[x] You spend most of your time alone.
[ ] You prefer nighttime over daytime.
[] You like creepy things.
[] You like to play tricks on people.
[ ] Black is your favorite color.
[ ] You prefer the villains over the heroes in movies, TV shows, videogames, etc.
[x ] You don't talk much.
[ ] You are atheist.
[] You don't mind watching scary movies.
[ ] You love to break the rules.
Total: 2

.:LIGHT:.

[x] You are very polite.
[ ] You are spiritual.
[ ] When someone is in trouble, you never hesitate to help them.
[x ] You believe everything you see or hear. [mostly]
[ ] You are afraid of the dark.
[x] You hate violence.
[x] You hope for world peace.
[] You are generally a happy person.
[ ] Everyone loves to be around you.
[x ] You always follow the rules. [mostly]
Total: 5

Fire and Air!

Doing an Angel and doing this again

IF YOUR LIFE WAS A MOVIE, WHAT WOULD THE SOUNDTRACK BE?

So, here's how it works:
1. Open your music library.
2. Put it on shuffle.
3. Press play.
4. For every question, type the song that's playing.
5. When you go to a new question, press the next button.
6. Don't lie and try to pretend you're cool.

There's some pretty weird stuff on my iTunes, and my iTunes is a mix between my old library and Angel's so yah.

Songs:

Opening Credits:
Satellites -September. Love this song.

Waking Up:
Seventeen Forever -Metro Station. Ok. In the mornings I'm seventeen? Cool.


First Day At School:
One Minute -Kelly Clarkson [I would believe this would describe the car trip to school taking a much shorter time than it should.]

Falling In love:
Broken -Seether ft. Amy Lee. Ok, so we love each other cos we're like both depressed or something? Oh dear.

Fight Song:
Poker Face -Lady Gaga. I could see this working.

Breaking Up:
Fall Into Me -Hey Monday. This, however, I could not see working.

Prom:
Let This Go -Paramore


Life's OK:
Stay Close, Don't Go -Secondhand Serenade. Ok. Right.

Mental Breakdown:
Can't Get Over -September. Um... Ok? I can't get over whatever I'm obsessing about.

Driving:
Should've Tried Harder -Hey Monday. Should've tried harder on my driving test? Dammit.

Flashback:
The Bird and the Worm -Owl City. NO.


Getting Back Together:
Going Under -Evanescence. You sure we're not actually breaking up?


Wedding:
If No One Will Listen -Kelly Clarkson. Somehow, I don't think this would suit.


Birth of Child:
In the Dark -Flyleaf. Well I suppose the baby's in the dark.

Final Battle:
Let The Flames Begin -Paramore. Oh yes. Definately. Well, this is a bajillion times better than Love Story as my Final Battle Song.


Death Scene:
Einsamkeit -Germany Character Song. It means 'loneliness' so I believe it fits.


Funeral Song:
Pechika~ My Heart Has A Light -Russia Character Song. Um... maybe?



End Credits:
My Immortal -Evanescence

After Credits Twist:
Runaway -Avril Lavigne. I think that's a pretty cool twist :D

I'm happy with this. Well majority of it.

~Sylvia

Re: Weird Dream

This is like a reply to this:

http://inspirationkill.blogspot.com/2010/11/weird-dream.html

Having vivid dreams runs in the family. I think.

I wrote notes about it at around 2 am at night, so it may not make as much sense as it should. So this is a mix of the notes and my thoughts on this that I made up just now.

It's my 2nd Hetalia dream. Kinda weird.

There are 2 warring nations/2 opposing sides/main army and rebellion.

Ivan [Russia] is from one of them/rebellion side.

Alfred is part of my family. This is me, mum, dad, Mic and grandma. Which is weird, cos I'm not American.

We live in my grandma's house, or more a really modern/futuristic version of her house.

Other agents/army from enemy army [against Ivan] going to capture our family to make [?] guns.

Alfred finding Ivan to help in base. Wut? That makes no sense Sylvia-of-the-past.

I think he finds Ivan in a base and convinces him to help us.

Ivan says he will spread all these clue cards around for him find so its like Alfred doesn't know who Ivan is.

So even in my dreamworld, Ivan likes torturing Alfred's patience? Right-o.

I think what this means is that so the people on the enemy's side doesn't think we are on the other side, or well, we support it, but aren't in deep in the other side. I think Ivan is in deep on the other side, and a fairly important agent. So, it's just some anonymous helping our family to not get caught, rather than some high ranking agent.

Yes, this doesn't make sense. It's my dreamworld. Nothing makes sense.

On a side note, I think I smell broccoli.

Sorry. Continuing.

Ivan shows Alfred the cards. Ok?

Alfred starts to find the cards everywhere. Wait, Alfred and me are the SAME PERSON?! That actually makes sense in this dream. [wow, Sylvia, you were really thinking clearly that night. *sarcasm raised so high that I can actually feel my arm float up in zero-gravityness.* Don't ask]

I think what I meant was that there was no point of view changes, and I can't see myself/there is no one that I think represents me. Which usually happens, the point of view is from someone else, not myself. If that makes sense.

He's driving through *my suburb* finding clues. A guy [random] finds one and is all, "Hey this is for *insert my name here*" But Alfred is all, "Yeah, but I'm not up to there." What? Does he mean like, "He's not up to that point in the cards yet?"

The place outside the walking over-bridge [here comes the weird part] has [shallow] swimming pools, like fountains. Mum is there with me. There are a lot of kids in the other pools. I'm in the [shallow, up to my knees,] pool naked.

What. The. Hell. And I don't think I felt awkward. I mean, who has a dream where they are naked but don't feel awkward and panicky? Eh? Eh?

*cough* continuing.

My Mum sees all these kids from my old school [what?], including this really naughty boy from my old class and so I basically hide. I'm like half underwater, with my knees tucked up. [Yeah, and I'm totally hidden yeah. Like in a shallow pool in full view of the public]

[Back at the house, where somehow Mum and I [I think Alfred and I are 2 different people in this dream.] have gotten back to]The enemies are in the driveway. We all knew they were coming. Preparations for them in house. Ivan and Alfred to save us. All of us are in our best clothes [all in black, surprisingly] and we turn the answerphone/voicemail off. Wait, what?

Why?

Anyway, we go into lounge and sit on the sofas [the lounge is exactly like my Grandma's] and wait for the army to storm the house.

That makes no sense, we should have run when we could. No matter.

We are to distract the army so Ivan and Alfred can get a weapon [ready?] and help us escapt to Ivan's side/base/nation. The weapon they have a particle cannon.

Literal cannon which will end up killing them and inhabitants in house.

So wait, they've stormed the house, we've kept them busy, we've escaped, and now they have the particle cannon ready? Ok.

Ivan and Alfred charge the cannon on this platform which looks like something out of Halo with colours straight out of a Dane Rumble music video. Or something. Basically its black with dull neon spots of colour. Alfred muses its a bad idea [to fire the cannon], and he grabs a passing panicking Minion.

MINION. LIKE YELLOW WITH GOGGLES AND POSSIBLY VOICED BY THAT GUY OFF FLIGHT OF THE CONCHORDS [sp?] WHOSE NAME I CAN'T THINK OF AT THE MOMENT?

Hell to the yes.

Anyway, he grabs it, he stretches it [a Minion stretches?] and chucks it away [out of danger?].

They then get into the (charging, highly dangerous) cannon. [Which is stupid]

And then I woke up. By a bird which was making a beeping noise. That I thought was either

a) an alarm

b) the airconditioning.

OTL

~Sylvia

Meme from Angel

I am currently in the school library, studying for my music exam. And being a loner because everyone else has a Social Studies Exam and I take Geo D: and do music, so I can't go home.

1.) Grab the book nearest to you, turn to page 18, and find line 4.
Um... something about my school [it's the school's magazine. I am going to look like a complete and total retard if I actually start reading the damn things.]

2.) Stretch your left arm out as far as you can. What can you reach?
The DVDs Great Expectations and Inkheart

3.) What is the last thing you watched on TV?
Last night? Oh, what. Lol. Um... Idk. Dora the Explorer, The Wiggles or Hi-5. Yeah, one of the three. D:

4.) Without looking guess what time it is?
11 something

5.) Now look at the clock. What is the actual time?
11:15.

6.) With the exception of the computer, what can you hear?
Talking, books being turned/shut and the Bradenburg Concerto No. 5 by Johann Sebastian Bach, cos I need to listen to it for the music exam.

7.) When did you last step outside? What were you doing?
Around 15 minutes ago, for lunch

8.) Before you started this meme, what did you look at?
Those ducks on that video of the Concerto

9.) What are you wearing?
My school uniform and purple earphones, which I keep taking out cos they are so good that I keep thinking that the music is playing aloud.

10.) Did you dream last night?
No, amazingly.

11.) When did you last laugh?
Probably sometime with my friends around 15 minutes ago.

12.) What are on the walls you are in?
Paper. And books. And shelves.

13.) Seen anything weird lately?
Yeah, I'm looking at wedding dresses made of recycled material in the library right now.

14.) What do you think of this quiz?
Meh.

15.) What was the last film you saw?
The Last Airbender. I was disappointed. It's SOCK-A not SOAK-A. I practically died from pronunciation fail.

16.) If you became a multi-millionaire overnight, what would you buy?
An Xbox 360. Me and Dove wanna go on a Halo marathon YEAH MAN. *coughs*

17.) Tell me something about you that I don't know?
I find this Brandenburg Concerto actually really catchy. But I still don't like harpsichords.

18.) If you could change one thing about the world...
Homework should be banned.

19.) Something you'd like to learn?

Parkour. But I'd fail so badly at it. I'd break my leg and everything.

Also, anatomy, shadows, how to use digital programmes *clicks* just like that and yeah, just about everything about drawing that I can't do.

20.) George Bush:
Meh.

21.) Imagine your first child is a girl, what do you call her?
Ambriella. The girl form of Ambriel. It's the Gemini Angel. Also, it's the name of one of characters.

22.) Imagine your first child is a boy, what do you call him?
Some name that sounds cool. Like Horatio. PSYCH. Nah, not Horatio.

Um... I have no idea.

23.) Would you ever consider living abroad?
Yes, but I think I'd end up offending half of that country with my horrible speaking skills.

24.) What do you want God to say when you reach the pearly gates?
"Ah sorry, Michael Jackson's busy at the moment."

"Ah, no actually, I wanna see Kate [NCIS] or Hughes [FMA]."

"Oh yeah, sure."

25.) Tag six people who must also do this in THEIR journal
NO.

Exams

In two days.

Oh hells to the no.

I've tried to draw little pictures of things to try and help me remember stuff.

I think it's working.

I tried to draw Sebastian from Kuroshitsuji. He looks like a punk rocker with too long hair.

He doesn't look stuck up enough. I'm sorry...

Oh wells.

Good luck for exams everyone :D

To Vic Mignogna, and everyone else...

To Vic, am I allowed to call you that? Did I spell your name right? Oh gosh.

I doubt if you will ever read this. And that's okay, because you are busy being awesome and making fangirls go 'OMG AWESOME' and really, make all anime fans happy.

These are the things that I would have liked to tell you [or well the bottom portion, anyway] in probably one of, if not the best minute of Louisa and I's lives when we met you personally. But it was a) busy and b) I was too much of a chicken to tell you.

Louisa and I were there when you were at Armageddon in Auckland, New Zealand.

I was that crazy screaming hyperventilating fan that gave you that drawing of Ed, Roy, Greece, Japan, Tamaki and Haruhi getting surrounded by crazy fangirls. And then forced you to sign the other side of Louisa's drawing. Her drawing is amazing, she wouldn't admit it and I thought I'd step in and just turn the damn thing over. I am such a fail. By the way, Mochis [what she drew] is a Hetalia fan thing, where they have forms of themselves in mochistyle, or as Japanese Mochis. [this is not mine.]

My gosh, am I an attention whore.

To be honest, looking back on it now, I acted like a total retard. Pushy, screaming, I swear I was squealing. And my gosh, I even put a shameless plug to this blog on the back of that drawing I gave you! I think I need to get Gibbslapped. A lot D: I'm sorry.

I never really thought myself to be a fangirl. But now I know that I am. Damn.

Also, I was the retard that kept running out of your show when FullMetal Fantasy was on cos Louisa was lost and I was freaking out cos she wasn't seeing this. It was awesome by the way, and even my Dad and my cousin liked it, even though they have never seen FMA before.

To me, I suppose, anime and manga is a bit of a getaway, escape and probably the only thing I obsess about apart from Bones, NCIS and Halo.

It's more than a distraction and recreational reading. It's basically a happy place for me from all the bad stuff that's been happening, whether it be that stupid assignment for R.S. ['design your dream wedding and give reasons behind everything' -i don't want to get married for some weird reason D:] or just the stress of having an Autistic sister.

It got me through intermediate and the first part of college. I knew that if anything was wrong, then I'd go to anime and think, "Ed did his best fighting Scar, so why can't you get through this exam? Ed'd think it was a piece of cake." It basically is like a world where you can dive in, possibly even for hours at a time and just not worry and enjoy it. And really, I enjoy every moment I spend in the manga/anime world.

I'm rambling a bit aren't I?

Now, I'd like to thank you for coming to NZ. To be honest, New Zealand is one of the first countries to get the sun, but one of the last developed countries to get everything. Or maybe it is just me? I'm not exactly a patient person.

To the under 1% of the nation, around 40, 000 of us, that like anime, I would guess, this was huge. To the 10, 000 [?] of us that like FMA, this was like 5 Xmases coming together. To the 2, 000 [?] of us that could come to Armageddon and see you, this was 10 Xmases put together. And the 200 of us that could sit with you in that room watching FullMetal Fantasy? A lifetime of Xmases all smooshed into one.

I can count on one hand all the famous people I've met [I think] and half of them don't really count. You're the first international star I've met, and I suppose meeting you is like you meeting, say, William Shatner.

To be honest, awesomeness must attract awesomeness because you happen to end up voicing a character on all my favourite animes: Naruto, TRC, Bleach, FMA, Ouran, Hetalia. And I liked them before I even knew you existed [no offence or anything...]. Apart from Hetalia, which I got into this year and now it has become my favourite anime [not manga though, FMA and Fairy Tail are my favourite shounen, Ouran and Gakuen Alice are my favourite Shojo].

Sorry, I'm going off topic. I'd like to thank you for being here. We all really appreciate it. I found out later that you were sick, yet you're still able to do the show and sign autographs and be able to put up with crazy, hyperventilating, speed-talking-at-high-pitches fangirls [i.e. me]. I really do thank you, from the bottom of my heart, for doing this extra day when you should be in your hotel room/back in the US getting some well needed shut-eye.

I would love it if you could come back to Auckland later on, and this time, me and Louisa will be in full blown Hetalia outfits. She'll be there with her pipe and scarf [and bad wig and really tall shoes] as Russia and I'll drag out my old Chinese dress, talk in a really bad Chinese accent and say 'aru' [til someone threatens to kill me because of its annoyingness] at the end of every sentence. And, if me, or Louisa, or any other Hetalia fan is brave enough, we'll lead a 'Marukaite Chikyuu' in every language released in full... Oh yes.

Thank you again.

From,

Sylvia [this name I use on the internet so that I can have a one up on (probably non-existant) stalkers]

And Louisa.

P.S. Louisa was sitting next to you for the first 2 episodes of Brotherhood. She was really stoked.

She said [exact words] "No i didnt talk to him, but i considered offering him a chip but didn't because that would be kinda creepy D:"

...

...

I had my hair in a half ponytail for the first time in ages today.

My Mum absentmindly mentioned that she could see a hair that had a white root.

She then looked through my hair.

She found 6 hairs with white roots.

WHAT THE HELL HAS THE WORLD COME TO?!

Shit, I'm going old.

First Year Anniversary

It's been a year [and two days] that this blog has been running.

Thanks to all my followers [and invisible followers, you know who you are]. Although not the stalkers, you can go away... *shoe'd*

And big thank you to Livi for talking me into this.

And Angel for being a supporter 24/7.

I owe all of you a really badly drawn picture on artrage...

So here it is. Culminates my life in one picture. Okay, maybe not.

To explain some stuff: Clockwise from top left: My cousins:

Annalese, Angel, Roxy

Then Sylvia,

Then Livi [or the Sylvia-fied version of her]

Mini Falda is an inside joke.

'Yeah, man' is what my friends always say. They got it off Usher and Justin Bieber.

Pastaaa~: Hetalia. Oh most definately had to be there.

Awesome: Well, it could be another Hetalia reference, but actually, its a form of coolness in Geo. For some reason.

~Sylvia

Shameless Plug

This is our awesome Geo class' blog. [its not that big BTW.]

http://diogeo.blogspot.com

Hope that works...

I think I might upload the lyrics to that song I made up about the DTM there first.

~Sylvia

I'm Still Alive!!!

Hi Carena. [since you're gonna read this...]

Hello~

I'm sick, as you probably already know, and I just felt like writing something...

This is one of THE most random blogposts in the 12 monthsish of this blog.

Ah help.

So I wrote this... conversation?

It's like me arguing with myself, I think I'm going a bit nuts with this cold.

It's after yesterday where I had to sing that song about I Am Not Esther... ah the shame...

The ~ is my concious

The - is me.

Debating with the Concious

~My God, that sucked.

-I had fun.

~With those...

-Holligans? Is that the word? [Sarcasm]

~*snort* Not only have you gone mental, but you've turned into an old man.

-If we had more time, we would've nailed it.

~No, your just blaming yourself. And your right.

-I was just put off. Wow, I have huge self-esteem, don't I? [sarcasm]

~Yep yep totally.

-WAIT A MINUTE! ! DID YOU JUST CALL ME A MAN?!

~WTF.

-WELL?

~Took you long enough. You need to stop talking to yourself. Louisa's looking at you funny. Mariko probably will never talk to you again. Embarrassment to the group and social ranking.

-What?! Not this $%@! again. I told you, I don't care about bloody social ranking.

~Friendship issues. Tsk tsk.

-Oh God, you are NOT bringing THAT again.

~Oh ho ho. Sylvia the drifter, eh? Drifts between groups of friends for the lolz?

-You did not just say lolz.

~I did just say lolz. Lolz.

-My sanity to the class has gone down a few notches, so what? If I had time, I'd be able to a whole fricking rock band thing about that song. With bass AND backup dancers.

~And this is why we all think that your loosing it.

-No.

~Yes.

-No.

~Yes.

-Hahahaha no.

~Hahahaha yes.

Do you have to do this stupid worksheet thing?

-Did the school had to block fanfiction?

~What?

-The answer is yes.

~Right. You're weird and I'm leaving.

-Leaving?

~Leaving.

-You can't leave.

~Why not?

-Your part of me, stupid.

~Hahahaha no, stupid.

-You can't just leave.

~No, actually I can. I am your concious, I am your sanity. When I'm gone, you will die.

-What?

~Ok not really but you'll probably start squeeing in random places in public and go 'kyaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaahh' when you see a picture of Justin Beiber.

-Oh no you did not just-

~You betcha.

-Ugh. No.

~Ya.

-No.

~Ya-ha. :D Good luck being gaga for Beiber~

-NOOOOOOOOOO!!!!

~Hehe jokes. No I'm stuck here for a long time.

-Idiot.

~That means your an idiot.

I lost the argument, BTW. Also, I have nothing against Justin Beiber, but can you imagine me squeeing? Or kya-ing? NO.

Oh my sanity=down the drain.

Angels MLIA and Sylvia's Fail.

From Angel's blog:

Were having the talent quest at school
and...
then this band came out as a last minute act

And they were all dressed really cool
and...

then...

they started to play...

THE POKEMON THEME SONG

Sylvia's fail:

Our edited MSN conversation: [I'm orange, shes blue]

~*Yasmin*~ says:

OMG

Sylvia Crystal-Jones says:

breathe.

~*Yasmin*~ says:

I HAD A MLIA moment today

Sylvia Crystal-Jones says:

noes D:

~*Yasmin*~ says:

Were having the talent quest at school

and then this band came out as a last minute act

Sylvia Crystal-Jones says:

Oh noes...

~*Yasmin*~ says:

And they were all dressed really cool

and

then

Sylvia Crystal-Jones says:

and then your phone rang?

~*Yasmin*~ says:

they started to play [Sylvia did not read this.]

THE POKEMON THEME SONG

OMG

Sylvia Crystal-Jones says:

YOU IDIOT! ROFL [fudge im HYPERVENTILATING WITH LAUGHTER right now]

~*Yasmin*~ says:

lololl

it was crack up

[a few minutes later]

Sylvia Crystal-Jones says:

No wait... THE BAND started to play the pokemon theme song?

Not your phone?

D:

Stuff I'm currently reading.

I read. A lot. I read just about everything on the internet, hardly read anything in true life anymore. It's so sad.

So I've decided to take through everything I read in the afternoons on the internet.

Fanfiction.net is like the sugar that my life runs on. There's the crap sugary stuff [like ew... licorice (sorry Mario)] and all the good sugary stuff [like Fruit Bursts, and rarely, Chocolate Elves. I just love them. I am so weird.].

So this is it:

Start diary at 5:54 Pm on the 4th of August.

I'd also like to say HAPPY BIRTHDAY to my friend TARA in Aussie whose birthday was 2 days ago. I have no idea if you even read my blog, so I'll have to email you. Eventually...

This is one of my more quiet days, not hard out continuous reading. There are breaks between.

With regards to chapter, I'm putting down what chapter I have read. These are ongoing stories, and so I only need to read the latest chapter each time. Not the whole thing.

Also, if I make references to the following manga, if you don't get it, just skip it.

5:56 -http://www.fanfiction.net/s/5300871/1/Liking_Oneself

Title: Liking Oneself

Author: Yemi Hikari

Fandom: Bleach

Chapter: 16

*Had dinner etc.*

7:22pm-http://www.fanfiction.net/s/5916445/1/The_Prince_and_His_Guard

Title: The Prince and His Guard

Author: JTheGreat88

Fandom: Full Metal Alchemist

Chapter: 17

7:27 -http://www.fanfiction.net/s/6189638/5/More_Romantic_Bleach_Drabbles

Title: More Romantic Bleach Drabbles [I'm reading this for the lulz and the awesome writing of this person who can just stick the most random people together and come out with a plausible drabble, i.e. a REALLY short story, no plot.]

Author: Solar Kitty

Fandom: Bleach [I read a lot of Bleach fanfiction. Just cos sometimes its just THAT much better than the actually manga.]

Drabble: 5

7:30 -http://tsuyosa-10.deviantart.com/art/005-Seeking-Solace-173919605

Title: Seeking Solace [Theme 005 of 100]

Author: tsuyosa-10

Fandom: Axis Powers Hetalia

Is a oneshot [A one off short story].

7:51 -http://www.fanfiction.net/s/6201804/1/Draped_in_Wires

Title: Draped in Wires [oneshot collection]

Author: .Poisoned Scarlet. [she does mean oneshots]

Fandom: Full Metal Alchemist

Oneshot: 1

If you actually are reading the fanfictions, than you probably have realised I actually am a sucker for romance. [someone faints]

But so long as it is not all mushy and tears and crap or makeoutmakeouthavesexmakeout. Yes, I did just say that. [someone else faints]

7:58 -http://tsuyosa-10.deviantart.com/art/002-Love-173618421

Title: Love [Theme 002 out of 100, she does them randomly]

Author: tsuyosa-10 [the only fanfiction writer on deviantart I read. So far.

Fandom: Hetalia

Oneshot.

The above one is actually quite a creepy character study of Russia. It's really good.

8:42 -http://www.fanfiction.net/s/5896171/52/Fairy_Lore

Title: Fairy Lore

Author: Maddy02

Fandom: Fairy Tail

Drabbles: 52, 53, 54

9:21 http://www.fanfiction.net/s/5598099/1/On_the_Banks

Title: On the Banks

Author: crimson-obsidian-rose [this person makes good Hetalia oneshots, if I remember rightly]

Fandom: Hetalia

Oneshot.

That's it for today

~Sylvia