Ariel

HEADS UP

Mon, 05 May 2008 20:11:02 GMT

HI

I'M STILL ALIVE

SCHOOL IS NOT COOL

And ahahahahaha I'm so BEAT. The 11th grade is HORRIBLE [it took me three tries to type that right {HIRRBLE}] and ENDLESS.

I've never worked so hard for school in my entire life. BUT I MANAGED TO IMPROVE FROM 15 TO 75 IN MATH [FIVE FUCKING TIMES BETTER! HOW COOL IS THAT?] and my art projects are bitching and I'm pretty damn proud of myself about most of them.

Aaaaand finals starting next week? Sort of? The finals towards the finals. Hard to explain. TWO MONTHS OF CONDENSED FUN. Everybody loves bible marathons. HOURS OF BIBLE AND HISTORY AND MATH. WHAT COULD POSSIBLY BE MORE ENJOYABLE.

And I vaguely still feel kind of guilty about the fact that my last post was some kind of a meme and I still have about half of the comments' drawings' ready [YOU GUYS HAVE TROUBLESOME INTERESTS. KITTIES {ccouuuugh Noodles but I saw you're into Dogs now and you make fabby fanarts ♥ and I'll draw you some of that... some day. lololol}] but I still need to do the other half aaaaaaaand sigh. Sorry. I feel indescribably bad about it, for some reason. I'M SORRY THAT I'M SO IRRESPONSIBLE GUYS.

I LOVE YOU ALL AND I MISS YOU AND... I STILL EXIST.

Comments disabled [for the first time ever, I feel weird] because I'M GOING TO *~*SLEEP*~* [I just finished writing ten fucking pages about the definition of identity and Jewish shit and awesome "YOU SKIPPED THE "WE LOVE ISRAEL" TRIP YOU WHORE HOW DARE YOU DIE IN A FIRE" fun. SCHOOL STILL AWESOME].

Ahhhh, I sure vented a little there. Cough. -removes invisible hat-

Here's a little doodle after a fabulous, wonderful Saturday I spent rereading Oofuri because I fucking DESERVED IT after spending a week of eeeeeeeendless inking of my eeeeeeendless drawing project and yeah. Yawn. I was prompted with "thinking", what was I supposed to do?

See you soon. WISH ME LUCK. IN YOUR HEARTS. WHERE I WILL FOREVER BE. I HOPE.

OH P.S.
UM I REALLY LOVE EMAILS?
Sorry, sorry. It's just that since I've completely disappeared from the internet AKA CIVILIZATION and I don't even ever log into the messengers anymore [SORRY], I'd really love to correspond with... people who feel like it/have the time/like long, scary, rambly mails full that look like "words words words CAPS CAPS words CAPS" soooo I'm reachable at TheBloodyTeaspoon @ gmail . com and I reply... not too slowly?
IN CASE ANYONE'S SPECTACULARLY BORED.
So yeah.

♥

Tue, 29 Jan 2008 11:25:34 GMT

I'm sorry if it's too big. I always wish my journal was a little prettier than just "LJ CUT LJ CUT LJ CUT", but I always feel bad whenever I don't put everything under an LJ cut.
Sigh. IT'S COLORFUL AND HAPPY AND THEIR SONG IS ONE OF THE CUTEST THINGS IN THE ENTIRE WORLD YOU'LL DEAL WITH IT ONCE. ):

Edit: ... I couldn't. It was really huge and it made me feel bad. GOING NOW

Ahahaha I just spent the last hour catching up with posts and I'm not done yet but oh well. I'll continue... soon-ish [I HAD TIME BECAUSE MY SCHOOL DAY IS STARTING IN 30 MINUTES. WHICH MEANS 1:40. WHICH IS AMAZING. LIFE SEEMS SO MUCH NICER SOMEHOW].

Aaaand I had a lot of stuff to say but I forgot because I'm in a really giddy mood and I'm going to see rimon to the airport today. Andand. Yeah.

AND ALL OF MY FLIST SUDDENLY LIKES KEKKAISHI

I LOVE YOU GUYS

HAVE A KISS

KISS

And a meme from sei_kou_ki because I did it and I need to do it too now. LUCKY YOU. :D

1. Comment and I'll pick two of your LJ interests and draw you a picture, using Paint whatever I feel like lol.
2. You have no say in what I draw you!
3. Put this in your journal. And the pic someone drew for you.

And too make things a little more interesting for me, don't just comment with "ME ME", but... tell me what kind of curtains you have in your bathroom.
Mine have starfishes and sea-horses on them. The colors are hideous, but I love them very much. ♥

I'll reply... slowly but surely. Soon. :D
I'M REALLY LATE AND MY TEACHER IS GOING TO KILL ME BYE BYE ♥♥♥

BUENOS DIAS, FLIST

Mon, 21 Jan 2008 13:08:07 GMT

SCREW HIATUS. I'm done. The schoolwork isn't going to lighten up any more than that [not until the summer vacation, at least] and I'm past my three major reasons from staying away from LJ [=my biggest distraction] - the math test [I don't know how I did yet, but I'm hoping for 60/100 or so, which is a nice improvement from my last 40], the history paper+test [I'm hoping for a 100 on that, actually, since I actually worked pretty damn hard on that paper] and my school's art exhibition [MY PROJECT WAS AWESOME DAMN IT EVERYONE LOVED IT AND FOR ONCE, I THINK I DESERVE IT AND I AM FUCKING PROUD OF MYSELF {cough}].

All right, dump time. Everything is at least over a week old, some over a month old.

The things I get talked into drawing with "boohoo I'm depressed just a tiny PikiGohaaaaaaan ;0;".

OLOLOL my submission to the Reborn quilt. Fucking silvery lineart. Hee hee. Hee. [Sketch, my attempt at trying to my it better with the coloring restrictions.]

My attempt to make myself feel better after working so hard to make it look almost-half-decent and failing.

Ahahaha I love this one for no apparent reason.

MMMMMMMMmmmmm all of the profiles I draw look exactly the same.

I TOOK A 10 MINUTE BREAK FROM MATH AND ASKED FOR A PROMPT FROM neontehsheep AND PROMPTLY SPENT THE NEXT 45 MINUTES TRYING TO DRAW SOMEONE TRIPPING. I'm so going to redo that prompt one day. Sigh.

Preparation sketches for a series of drawings I'm planning! There's a first time for everything. :D

lol

I have fat hands. ):

THAT'S SOME JAW YOU GOT THERE, TSUNA SWEETIE. I almost feel bad since if there's something the Reborn manga is seriously lacking ~~other than a big fat dose of testosterone~~ is jaws.

I seriously have no idea what the hell that is. Ignoring the OMG HUMAN ANATOMY NO problems, I just... maybe Tajima raped him? He looks evil enough. idk.

... I was trying to stabilize the hair design. Uh. DESIGNING OCS IS DIFFICULT FOR ME SHUSH.

Doodling while listening to kai882 's math explanations. She was in the supermarket and I just read a problem to her and she told me how to solve it. Talk about amazing. *____*

LOL TALK ABOUT ANCIENT. Cheer up comic for June [I got carried away].

Less "LOL FILTERS" version.

Old shit is oooooold.

Not sure if I posted it already but LOL SMALL-SCALE SCULPTING PROJECT "SOFT WATER" UP MY ASS.

My submission to the Oofuri quilt. I DIDN'T GIVE UP ON ANY OF MY COMMITMENTS. HELL YEAH. Drawing at 1 AM when you're seriously sleep-deprived anyway is awesome.

TRADITIONAL ART WHEE

Bianchi is so hot in the new ending [I won't even say anything about ~~Gokudera~~ the rest. Except maybe about how Tsuna's and Yamamoto's eyes were awful and Shamal looked like a hobo, but that's okay since it suits him].

AAAAAAAND shitty cellphone pictures of my projects.

לחברי הישראלים - זה נורא, נורא שונה במציאות, וכל מי שאשכרה יזדמן לו להיות בת"א מוזמן לבקר בתערוכה [שהיא לא רעה] איתי ולראות את זה כמו שצריך. השקעתי בזה מספיק מאמץ כדי לשקול לארגן סמי-מפגש של כל החברים שלי בשביל זה, אבל אני גם ארגיש שוויצרית פוצית וגם אין לי כוח. אז. אה. מוזמנים בחום. :D

WOAH hot damn I talk a lot. I'll go, uh, read the latest post in every one of my you people's journals and comment if I still think it could be relevant. XD;;;

Sorry for the hugeass post [even if it wasn't hugeass enough and I should draw more cry whine].

Oh, and P.S.

I LOVE BERSERK I SPENT THE WEEKEND SLEEPING AND READING IT WHENEVER I WOKE UP UNTIL I FELL ASLEEP AGAIN IT'S AMAZING OH MY GOD. CRY.

And P.P.S.
LOL ORETACHI NO JOY GOKUDERA STILL MANAGES TO SHOCK ME WITH HOW GAY HE IS AND YAMAMOTO IS ADORABLE AND WHEEEE I LOVE LIFE.

Have an awesome week! ♥

~~Edit: DON'T CLICK IT'S ALL WEIRD I'LL FIX IT SOON >___________>;;;;;;;~~

Edit 2: Fixed, I'm an idiot.

HAPPY NEW YEAR

Wed, 02 Jan 2008 19:09:14 GMT

A little late, yes, I know. But you know? One of my favorite phrases is "It's the thought that counts". I use that phrase so frequently the use is already boarding with abuse.

I love you all, Flist. I didn't even own a proper journal in the beginning of the year [but I've been a lurker on LJ long enough, trust me], but it really has been an awesome year.
And this one is going to be even better. Oh yeah. Eventually. ♥

I'll be back... soon...ish...ish. -shuffles off to cut and pierce more transparent paper and then write about the holocaust [THREE QUESTIONS OUT OF FIFTEEN IN ABOUT FOUR HOURS MY ATTENTION SPAN IS NONEXISTENT AND I AM AWESOME]-

So long, folks! HAPPY NEW YEAR! :D

OH HI

Sat, 15 Dec 2007 11:06:22 GMT

ALL RIGHT.

I'm not really back yet. School officially started two days ago and, ignoring the fact that I HAVEN'T DONE ANY MATH AT ALL OH GOD at least I did some of my other, less horrifying homework, like making SOFT WATER {here's a crummy cellphone picture of it, I swear it looks slightly more impressive in real life, even if it looks nothing like water or soft BUT OH WELL} FOR MY SCULPTING TEACHER GODDAMNIT >_>, I HAVE SO MANY NEW THINGS TO DO I'M GOING TO DIE OLOLOLOL.

Sigh. Cough. Huh. No panic.

ANYWAY POINT OF THIS POST.

I also have a class called conceptual class/workshop/forge something [I TRIED TO TRANSLATE IT TO ENGLISH NICELY WITH A DICTIONARY, IT DIDN'T WORK, NEVER MIND], and our teacher asked us to bring three images from the internet to class.

DEAR FLIST. SAVE ME THE TROUBLE OF LOOKING FOR SOMETHING [I already asked demon_wolf for a higher quality version of ] AND COMMENT WITH A NICE IMAGE. I DON'T KNOW WHAT WE'RE GOING TO DO WITH IT - DRAW IT, I GUESS, BUT HE MIGHT SURPRISE US, HE'S A VERY ORIGINAL MAN. IT CAN BE ANYTHING.

PRETTY PLEASE? T_____T

-wanders off to find something 3D to draw on for drawing class and then study some chemistry ~~MATH WHAT MATH >_>~~-

So it's come to this.

Thu, 06 Dec 2007 13:55:53 GMT

Cut for WOAH TEXT and image since I'm never sure what's cut-worthy when it's not a dump. XD;

1. I HAVE INTERNET AGAIN.
There was some kind of an overload in my room because of too many electrical devices or something [not sure, I was at school when it was fixed and my mom's explanation was kind of... lacking]. BUT I'M BACK NOW.

... only I'm not. >_>

2. HIATUS.
Okay, so it's like this. Israel's educational system kind of sucks, and nearly all of my teachers have been on a strike [which I totally agree with and have enjoyed of, of course, don't get me wrong] for the last... almost 50 days? Something like that. As far as I'm concerned, it means I successfully managed to avoid the consequences of FAILING MY ASS in the math department. However! The Hanukkah holiday started yesterday, and it seems the strike will end after we go back to school, not to mention I'll probably spend most of it at school, catching up for our finals with the teachers that aren't in the union that's striking.
ANYWAY. I've decided that I should stop being a retard and study all of the material I don't know, and make the next week a living hell for myself. But alas, like some relative said to me a while ago: "Oh, give me a break. Teenagers shouldn't care about things like social life and having fun. These years are for studying!"
Also. I'M VOWING TO STAY AWAY FROM ANY MANGA/BOOK UNTIL I CAN SOLVE ANY SORT OF EQUATION IN THE WORLD and is part of the material I'm supposed to know. That isn't Reborn/Oofuri [I'll go mad without those shut upppp]. >_>
[It'll be harder to break the vow if I make it public, sorry. If I'd just decide it to myself, I would've broken it really quickly XD;;.]

Which brings me to the next point [most of the Flist can stop reading now, leave a "BOOHOO WE'LL MISS YOU EVEN THOUGH YOU'RE NEVER HERE ANYWAY" comment and move along], I'm just being lazy.

3. MICHAL [that's kai882 for you] PLEASE BE ~~MY VALENTINES~~ MY TUTOR. TT_________TT
And by that, I mean this - I really do want to take this seriously, so PLEASE SPEND EVERY MINUTE OF YOUR SPARE TIME DURING THE VACATION WITH ME. AND I MEAN IT. I'LL COME ALL THE WAY TO HAIFA FOR TWO HOURS EVERY DAY AND GO BACK TO TEL AVIV.
So... PLEASE MICHAL MY WISE, AWESOME, GENIUS FRIEND. OH MY GOD. ;_________________;
Talk to me when you can, anyway. [-PUPPYFACE!! ))): -]

AND I'M SORRY I'M NOT KEEPING UP WITH THE FLIST AGAIN. I ACTUALLY READ ALL OF IT MOST OF THE TIME BUT I'M TOO LAZY TO COMMENT AND THEN IT JUST... ADDS UP. D|

ALSO, HAVE THIS SO I DON'T FEEL THIS POST IS COMPLETELY POINTLESS.

I actually have a lot more but I shouldn't start since it could take hours. So expect a really scary dump once I'm back [since I have a lot of "I HAVE NO INTERNET I AM LONELY AND MY EYES BURN FROM READING TOO MUCH MANGA [HanaKimi <3333] SO I'LL DRAW" and I'll have even more in a week since nothing gets my inspiration flowing more than 2 books thick enough to kill a person if you throw put some force into the throw :D].

I'LL SEE YOU GUYS SOON. WISH ME LUCK. ):
[I CAN DO IT ~~I hope~~!!!!111 TT____________TT ]

My grandma got a haircut

Fri, 30 Nov 2007 21:32:56 GMT

and she looks like a bald old man now. ):

Kon from Amatsuki. ♥

I WILL DO YOU JUSTICE ADULT!RYOHEI. SOON.

For June. ♥

I want to do the Reborn meme too. WILL GET THERE. :D

... idk PHONE DOODLES OKAY? Looks like Mario. Sort of. ):

Reading Hanazakari no Kimitachi e, which is nice, but Nakatsu>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>everything else about that series x13810381623189, seriously. ♥
He'd never make - be able to make - that kind of serious expression, though. OOC FANARTS ARE THE BEST.

I feel like such a failure for taking a screenshot when my cursor was hovering over the drawing. ):

COLLAB WITH neontehsheep ♥

More PChatting with neontehsheep! :DDD

She might not look it, but it's a Bianchi fanart. D|

I'M STILL SORRY IT TOOK ME SO LONG MY DEAR. ♥♥♥

ME!~
From this!

To these! [I can waste hours making faces at my webcam and feel ONLY A LITTLE PATHETIC]

[IT WAS A PEAR IT TASTED NICE. ♥]

[And this is my amazing, perfect, adorable cat.
]

P.S. I'm spectacularly behind with most of my Flist and stuff, and I just spent about 20 minute trying to find a place that would host the hugeass meme [I LOVE YOU fursona TT_______TT]. So, expect more SURPRISE! COMMENTS ON OLD POSTS and stuff tomorrow.

♥

:D

Mon, 19 Nov 2007 20:04:09 GMT

DUMP TIME.

For June, of course. XD ♥

BECK IS AMAZING READ IT. ;________________;

I actually don't like any of these [except for the Chiba one, maybe. CAN YOU TELL HE'S MY FAVORITE CHARACTER?? It wasn't on purpose, I swear >_>], but I did a series of fanarts and I had to show off my amazing ability of perseverance. ;D

I started trying to practice drawing-from-references... I really suck lol. >_>;

Is it just me or is my art starting to get almost-pornier? Sigh.
[GOKUYAMA POWAAAAAAAAAAAAAAR D<]

I was planning to do a "LOOK I BET YOU ALWAYS WONDERED HOW DO I LOOK LIKE" post with all of my "LOL WEBCAAAAAAAAM" pictures [well, some of them], but I am le tired and not in the mood. Next time.

Have a lovely week, everybody! ♥

A MEME

Sat, 10 Nov 2007 12:52:45 GMT

I usually don't do these and I'll probably reply slowly because I have 1281739864 things to draw [some of them for school, which makes it even more awesome], but I replied to two of these so I gotta do it too. :D

Stolen from both fursona and thanoodles , but since fursona stole it from thanoodles in the first place... yeah. ;D

COMMENT TO THIS POST AND I WILL:

1. Tell you why I friended you.
2. Associate you with something - fandom, a song, a colour, a photo, etc.
3. Tell you something I like about you.
4. Tell you a memory I have of you.
5. Ask something I've always wanted to know about you.
6. Tell you my favorite user pic of yours.
7. In return, you must post this in your LJ.

Also, me doing this meme is kind of retarded since I never friend anyone because I'm... retarded and shy ):. But I'LL FIGURE SOMETHING OUT :D

Oh god I spam.

I'M SORRY FLIST ):

Thu, 08 Nov 2007 22:39:00 GMT

Two posts a day. I FEEL LIKE SUCH A SINNER I'M SORRY.

But I just had to post this nowwwwwww.

I was just... I WAS WORKING ON THIS FOR SO LONG. With a lot of super long breaks, of course, but I've probably worked on this longer than I ever have on one picture.
Which makes me kind of unhappy. BECAUSE YOU KNOW, AFTER LOOKING AT IT FOR SO LONG, YOU CAN'T HELP BUT DISLIKE IT. ALL OF THE MISTAKES JUST SCREAM AT ME AND I CAN'T BRING MYSELF TO EVEN TOUCH THIS IMAGE. And Gokudera's skin is darker than Yamamoto's and lskejsaelkseejelseesehsbuugekaldkrjdsrljuibsa I'll spare anyone who's actually reading this from my whining, and just settle for:

I'M DONE!

I'm going to finish reading Eragon [IT'S SUCH A BAD BOOK GOD DAMN IT BUT I PAID GOOD MONEY FOR IT AND I'M GOING TO FINISH] and feel REALLY accomplished even though I just want to pass out on my bed.

Today was a good day. ♥

HEY

Thu, 08 Nov 2007 17:05:06 GMT

So I SAID what ABOUT

Scanned with the aid of the wonderful Inbar, since I still can't install my scanner.

I was really bored in class, so I wrote all of the Reborn characters I could think of on a piece of paper, dropped my pencil and drew the one that got the eraser and the one that got the lead. I was... I was really bored. Really. XD;

I need to practice drawing Reborn characters that aren't Gokudera and Yamamoto. Mukuro's hair is wavy [I swear I didn't mean it to be] and I couldn't remember Ken's hair AT ALL.

I'M ONLY POSTING THIS ONE BECAUSE OF THE ANGRY GOKUDERA ANGEL.

I can't draw Reborn without reference. -sigh-

Or Izumi fuck damn it. ):

TAJIMAAAAAAA

I have no idea what is he doing with his hand. [PSYCH!]

I broke Tsuna's neck. ):

I wonder why isn't Gokudera's hand the same color as his face. BAD TAN

I love doodling while I'm talking on the phone. I think almost half of the drawings here are from when I was on the phone, when I think about it...

P.S.
I love pimping Reborn with my icon and this was one of the most enjoyable conversations I've had in a while. Also, OOFURI HAS SUPERCUTE FLUFFY FANFICS MY FANDOMS ARE GROWING WHEEEEEEEE

♥
Love you all! :D

[Art dump, image heavy, Media Player won't work because it claims my Windows is a fake so I'm looping the same songs repeatedly on VLC! :D]

Different kind of spam.

Sat, 03 Nov 2007 21:16:17 GMT

So. I wanted to back up/feel that I actually posted these somewhere/idk lol, and... feel free to ignore and move on please kthnxbai. -cough-

There are two really old Prince of Tennis fics and one old One Piece drabble. I have some newer Reborn stuff too [obviously], but I'm too tired/lazy to post them today too.

And they're old. Yeah. Old. April and stuff.

dsadklbeubkjs this is embarrassiiiiiiiing. T____T

"Class! Quiet! Quiet! Shishido, will you sit- QUIET!"

Atobe glared at the sparrow that was resting on a branch outside of the window. His mother always said staring was impolite, but he was in a bad mood and he was pretty sure the bird didn't mind – he could hardly care less if it did, though.

He sniffed a little and wished he had a tissue. He woke up with a cold, the kind that wasn't bad enough to earn him the right to stay home, but the kind that was bad enough to annoy. He looked down at the long tree outside of the window and felt sorry for himself, pointedly ignoring the racket the children in his class were making and the excited "Atobe! Atobe!" calls coming from Jiroh, who was seated two seats behind him.

"Look at the new kid!"

Atobe raised an eyebrow, but refused to look away from the sparrow. A crow had just joined it on the branch. He looked the crow up and down, sniffing again.

The class was finally beginning to settle down. Atobe sniffed distastefully and glanced to his right, scanning the children – being a fourth grader was hard when pretty much everyone around you either had the mentality of a 3 year old or was just stupid.

The teacher, pink with anger, started speaking again.

"Now that you've finally remembered your age and place, children, I'd like to introduce a new student. His family has recently transferred from Osaka, and I'd like you to give him a warm welcome." She turned to the door, smiling slightly. "Oshitari-kun?"

Atobe remembered the staring thing again. He was sure everybody else were going to stare until their eyeballs fell out when the new kid comes in, so he decided that according to his adult and wise nature, he would refrain from doing so. He looked straight ahead, at the blackboard.

"Why don't you introduce yourself, Oshitari-kun?"

There was a moment of silence, and Atobe could feel his entire being screaming at him to look. Smart people were curious by nature, he decided – how else would they get smart, he mused, unless they had the will for knowledge?

However. Willpower was important too, and Atobe Keigo did not lose to anyone. Even to himself.

Atobe sniffed quietly.

Finally, the boy spoke. "Oshitari Yuushi."

Silence.

Eventually, the teacher spoke. "That was… brief. I was told you were quite eloquent."

Atobe was dying to look.

He had a remote feeling the boy was looking at him, too. He could understand that – he was Atobe Keigo, after all, and his presence must have a certain radiance to it, cold or not.

"Well, then. Why don't you take that seat over there, behind Atobe-kun?"

…Damn.

Atobe kept his gaze glued to the sparrow and the crow persistently as the boy walked past him. He was, however, listening so intently he could hear the kid's clothes shuffling as he sat, not to mention the chair's loud creak. Atobe wished the class would start making unnecessary noises (the kind that children make) again.

He still had the nagging feeling that the new kid was staring at him. Staring holes into his back, more like. Had this been any other boy, Atobe would have turned around and given him a piece of his mind long ago. He sniffled. He couldn't actually remember the reason he was so insistent about ignoring the kid in the first place, but that hardly mattered – Atobe Keigo owed explanations to no one. Especially not to the new Osaka kid.

***

Of course. Shishido just had to ruin everything.

"Oi! New kid! NEW KID!"

Atobe rolled his eyes, but refrained from doing anything that required moving any other part of his body.

Shishido crashed and boomed his way to the new boy's desk. Atobe couldn't actually see him yet, but he could definitely hear him. He could feel his eyebrow twitch slightly, like his father's would when he was displeased. Even though Atobe aspired to be like his father just as much as most other boys his age did, he wasn't sure he would like to inherit that trait of him as well.

While Shishido was making his way through the classroom – it took him longer than it should, since his path was more of a huge, messy zigzag, involving talking to three to four boys, pulling a random girl's hair, spitting his 2 days old gum in the garbage can and zooming back to his own desk twice in the process – Jiroh was doing his own questioning.

Atobe sneezed again.

"Oshitari-kun, Oshitari-kun! Why did you move? What's it like in Osaka? Do you like your new house? Is it big? How do you like Hyotei so far? What does your father do?"

Atobe was finding it hard to imagine a reason for Jiroh to sound this excited, and he was surprised when Oshitari actually answered. Like before, his voice was rather quiet, but he could be heard clearly over the horrible recess pandemonium nevertheless.

"Because of my dad's work, nice, yes, smaller than the last one, don't know, doctor."

"Wow!!"

Atobe pouted. That was hardly thrilling enough to earn him such an enthusiastic reply. Atobe always feared that the fact that Jiroh moved between asleep to sleepy to hyperactive would make him use up his entire life energy. Shishido backed him up and tried to convince Jiroh he would eventually fall asleep and never wake up again (the horrified Jiroh swore he would stay awake at least 24 hours to test himself, but fell asleep just about 3 minutes after the same brave statement).

"So! New kid! What's your name?"

"Didn't you listen to the teacher, Shishido? It's Oshitari Yuushi!"

"I didn't ask you, Jiroh." Shishido sounded like he was enjoying himself. Atobe still hadn't even seen the new kid's face, but he had a remote feeling he wouldn't make a very good potential bullying-pray. Not for Shishido's simple mind, anyway.

"I'm Shishido Ryo."

"Oshitari."

"Hey, I wanna shake your hand too, Oshitari-kun!"

"Pleased to meet you… eh…?"

"Akutagawa Jiroh!"

"Akutagawa-kun."

"Jiroh's fine!"

"Jiroh."

Atobe flinched. He could feel it coming. His intuition was unrivaled for, and he could just smell Shishido's complete and utter lack of tact-

"Oi, Atobe! What're you doing over there?"

God damn that bastard.

Atobe took a deep breath and turned around slowly, looking Oshitari up and down. Smooth black hair, brown eyes, long nose, long limbs. He briefly wondered if Oshitari was taller than him (which would be unforgivable and inexcusable, of course).

Their gazes met. The children yelled, someone was singing, a girl squeaked something about a bee; if a pin dropped anywhere between them, Atobe was sure they could both hear it hit the floor.

But maybe it was just his overly theatrical mind working overtime.

"What?"

Trust good old Shishido to never fail to appreciate the true value of the drama of a silent moment.

Atobe spun in his chair, looking at Oshitari down his nose. "My name is Atobe Keigo."

Oshitari stretched his hand towards him, eyes glinting slightly. "Oshitari Yuushi."

Atobe didn't take it.

"Aw, come on, Atobe! Don't be such a pompous ass!"

Atobe grit his teeth very slightly – slightly enough for the movement to be invisible. He threw an angry glance at Shishido, looked back at the now smirking Oshitari and knew at once he noticed.

"Aaah, Atobe-kun, nervous habits aren't healthy for you. You might end up with tics or something."

Atobe stared at him. The nerve-

"Or you'll just end up gritting your teeth to nothing."

Torn between going back to ignoring Oshitari until the end of high school, responding irritably and throwing his new pencil box at him, Atobe settled for the more civilized, mature option of the three.

"Oh?" He mirrored Oshitari's smirk with a haughty touch of his own.

This meant war.

***

Said war, however, would not mean as much when you had no allies.

Atobe sneezed.

Said allies were supposed to be on his side, following him. They were indeed following him, but they were also dragging Oshitari with them, which kind of ruined everything. And they were going to the cafeteria.

And the cafeteria meant everything.

Atobe was not ignoring. He also refrained from throwing anything until lunch break, and had even resisted the urge to spread glue over Oshitari's math notebook when Jiroh showed him the way to the bathroom, and now look where maturity got him. He was seated next to Shishido who was going on and on about how his awesome big brother started teaching him billiards, and he was staring at Oshitari's stupid face.

Atobe wasn't stupid. He could tell Oshitari wasn't either.

But that didn't stop him from being stupid anyway, and he was ruining Atobe's beautiful, perfect table with his stupid presence and his stupid Osaka talk.

Now that he heard Oshitari say something that was longer than three worded sentences, he learned that besides the fact that he had a lot to say when he wanted to, he had the most annoying accent ever. Atobe had been to Osaka twice before, and he could hardly understand anything of what was said – it was like they were talking a totally different kind of Japanese.

Oshitari stretched words and emphasized the wrong syllables, and Atobe was seriously starting to fear he's going to end up as a very twitchy person just because of staying in Oshitari's mere presence every day, as if Shishido wasn't enough to deal with.

He sniffed again, watching Oshitari chew and pretending to listen to Shishido's rambling. It was quite remarkable, actually: he looked like he was paying attention with his entire being, but Atobe could tell he wasn't really.

"-So you guys ought to come too! We have this billiards table at home – it's not a real billiards table, but it's good for beginners, and-"

Atobe's ears perked up. He had never actually tried playing pool before, but he was sure he could get the hang of it quickly enough. He was excellent at sports (and at anything else he put his mind to, not to mention tennis. He could bet Oshitari has never played tennis before). However, showing off should be done naturally and required special skills and understanding of the human nature, and he would not force anything unnecessary into the conversation - there was a time and a place for everything.

Beginner or not, he was sure he could use this to his advantage. He tuned back into the conversation.

"So, after school tomorrow-"

Hmm. Should he ask his father to rent a billiard hall and a tutor for today?

"-we'll go to my house and-"

No, that won't do. He would start fairly and beat Oshitari's brains out. There was not a shadow of a doubt in his mind that he could.

He was, after all, Atobe Keigo.

*

On the way to the school gate, Atobe noted that Oshitari was not taller than him. He wasn't shorter either, which would probably mean they were the same height. It wasn't as bad as being shorter, but it also meant Atobe was no longer the tallest one in their group and that was enough to get him more miffed with Oshitari's existence than ever before.

On his right, Jiroh had finally settled down (Atobe was sour to admit that he stayed awake longer than he expected), and was currently being half-dragged by Shishido towards the exit. Shishido was currently griping about having to be the one to do it, but they both lived two blocks away from Hyotei, two buildings apart from each other, and it was his turn anyway. Atobe was well aware that his turns were much shorter than Shishido's, seeing as they parted ways after one block and Shishido had to help Jiroh with the rest, but Shishido hadn't reached that realization yet himself, so Atobe let it slide. It was things like this that made people stronger, he mused; it was for Shishido's own good.

Shishido couldn't plan forward farther than two weeks, since he was an idiot, so Atobe was doing the long term thinking for him.

Oshitari was walking next to them quietly. He wasn't moving his head very blatantly, but Atobe could see his eyes moving, slowly. He looked like he wasn't really paying attention, but he was – Atobe could imagine him filing the information in a huge woody library in his head (in Atobe's mind, all libraries had and should have huge, wooden shelves and lots of dust over everything. And he was sure Oshitari's head was full of dust anyway).

A sneeze brought him back to reality, one moment before he almost walked into the bicycle stand. He gracefully avoided it, thanking god for his luck, and glanced around to check if anyone saw.

Shishido, of course, was still complaining, and naturally didn't notice anything.

Jiroh was asleep.

Oshitari was looking straight at him.

Atobe stared back.

Oshitari smirked.

Fuck.

Atobe was the first to look away. He never backed down from staring matches, but he was almost-slightly-afraid that the other bicycle stand wasn't as far away as he thought it was.

Didn't the bastard have any other expressions, anyway?

They arrived and passed through the gates uneventfully, Shishido's continuous muttering accompanying them until they had to split up at the intersection. Shishido turned right, slapping the back of Jiroh's neck slightly to make him slightly more alert when they crossed the road and waving in one quick motion. Atobe waved back turned his head back to the traffic light ahead of him.

It took him a couple of seconds to realize Oshitari was still standing beside him.

Atobe glared at him, but the menacing effect was ruined by another sneeze. Atobe sniffled and looked away for the second time that day – a new low. Unbelievable.

Oshitari made shuffling noises, but Atobe kept his gaze on an old lady on the other side of the road. He won't be manipulated a third time. Suddenly, a horrifying thought struck him: what if he was being manipulated from the start? Looking away, refusing to look… Atobe thought about his mother's advice again. He did listen to his mom sometimes, but not when it came to etiquette – that was stupid. Could Oshitari-

"… Atobe-kun. Atobe."

Atobe blinked. So he thought he can drop the formalities already-

"Atobe?"

Atobe blinked again. Oshitari was waving a tissue in front of him. He snatched it without thinking, barking, "I'd appreciate if you stopped waving your mucus-infested-"

"It's quite clean, I promise you."

Atobe stopped and looked at the tissue. It really was clean, if not a little rumpled.

Had he been slightly more focused, he would have noticed that the traffic light switched to "Walk" for the third time.

Atobe blew his nose, mumbled a small, grumpy "thanks" and started crossing the road.

Oshitari's smirk widened; he started walking too. Even though he didn't quicken his pace at all to reach Atobe's side again, they reached the other side of the road at the same time

*

Atobe was usually driven to school in the mornings. However, his driver called in sick today, and his mother said he could use the exercise, and was she imaginings, or did he recently gain some weight?

As if.

He walked.

Disgruntled, he was just working his way through his least favorite street, which was crowded even in 7:40 in the morning, when a familiar voice reached his ears.

Atobe stopped walking, glanced behind him, and started walking again.

"Oiiiii! Atobe!"

He stopped again, and waited. After a while, he sighed and started walking again. Atobe could hardly consider himself a morning person; he must have been imagining things.

"Are you deaf? Atobe!"

Atobe's eyebrow twitched. This was starting to be quite alarming; the horrible possibility of Oshitari being right bothered him more than the possibility of having nervous tics. He turned around again. He waited an entire minute, but couldn't see anyone.

He frowned and started walking again.

"Atobe! You jackass –" Atobe turned around, eyes blazing. "– Wait – ugh!"

Atobe titled his head slightly.

"Okay, listen, you fat bastard –"

Ah.

Atobe sighed. He rather liked Gakuto, but normal humans should not have this much energy that early in the morning. He started walking briskly, pushing his way through the mob.

"Just because I'm smaller – much, much smaller than – mmph!" Atobe successfully tracked the source of the voice and the bob of red hair that came along with it, clamping a hand over said source before it could cause any more damage. It looked like Gakuto was trying to ram his way though the (rather plump) man's belly, seeing as both of them refused to clear the way.

Atobe cleared his throat and put on the most charming smile he could muster a mere hour after waking up.

"I'm sorry, sir, please forgive my friend here – he was shunned by his family as a – stop squirming – he's just a small boy, and he isn't very bright – ow!" Atobe removed his hand from Gakuto's mouth as if burned. Fatty's eyes moved from one boy to the other, his eyebrows pushing his already-retreating hairline farther up his forehead.

"I'm older than you and you know it, so you can go shove a-"

"That's disgusting! What did you do that for, you little brat?" Atobe fumed.

Gakuto made a grab for his shirt. "I am not a brat!"

"A dog, then! No wonder you're like that – who would go near a boy that bites-"

"Oh, don't you-"

Atobe waved his hand, and Gakuto stopped in mid-sentence. He looked around carefully. "Is he gone?"

"Looks like it," he raised his hand up again. Gakuto hit it with his fist, laughing.

"We're good."

"I'm good."

"Excuse me?"

They started walking towards the school.

"You owe me." Atobe grinned down at his classmate.

Gakuto crossed his hands. "I do not! That's payback for that time in the bowling with that bunch of old ladies. I still think that was a little harsh, you know."

Atobe lifted his chin, huffing slightly. "That hat was a crime to humanity. She needed to know, and I happened to be the one with the power to enlighten her."

"But she was old! She probably thought she was buying underwear when she bought it!"

"She wasn't that old. She must have been like, forty."

"That's old!"

"That doesn't make any sense, anyway; she was wearing it on her head."

"Well? My point exactly!"

*

They still has some time left before school started, so Gakuto offered they buy some juice from the vending machine a block away from the school. Atobe took a long sip from his coke as he watched Gakuto pressing the "Orange Juice" button.

"So what about this new kid?"

Atobe splurted coke all over the sidewalk. Gakuto all but somersaulted backwards, his juice landing on the ground with a thud. "Watch it! My mom just washed these yesterday!" He glanced at his uniform anxiously. "Jiroh told me about him yesterday, and it was the longest phone call we ever had – almost five minutes. Jiroh actually did most of the talking, instead of just pretending to listen while trying to stay awake," Gakuto stopped examining his uniform the way you would examine your son if he just returned from a battlefield, looking up. "I don't know if I should be flattered or hurt that that kid could keep him awake longer than I can after four years of acquaintanceship."

Coughing, Atobe was still trying to regain his cool. He could feel his expression souring, but he struggled to keep it in check. He measured Gakuto with his eyes. "Did he, now," he muttered.

They started walking towards the school again. "So?"

Atobe looked sideways, putting his coke away before any more accidents occur. "So what?"

Gakuto's eyebrows threatened to disappear behind his bangs. "What do you think of him?"

The passed the school gates, and Atobe reverted his eyes forward again. "He's… fine, I guess," he grumbled.

Gakuto, distracted by their homeroom teacher walking towards them with a businesslike expression, didn't seem to notice his tone.

"Good morning, Mukahi-kun! Where were you yesterday?" She looked down at him, smiling.

"I was at my cousin's wedding!" he matched her smile with one much brighter, brandishing a note from his mother. He practically glowed when the teacher read it, looking as pleased as if he was the matchmaker, the reverend, the ring-bearer and maybe even the bride and the groom.

The teacher seemed satisfied and handed the note back to him. "Make sure to pass this to your English, Chemistry and Math teachers too!" she shouted as she walked away.

"All right!" Gakuto waved at her retreating back. "Eh? Atobe, wait!"

Atobe glanced behind his shoulder, making sure Gakuto caught up, and kept walking. They climbed two flights of steps and were just about to start the last one when Atobe noticed a shock of black hair near the banister. He almost stopped, but changed his mind and kept walking.

Oshitari was talking to one of the girls from their class when they reached the head of the stairs. He didn't notice – or pretend he didn't notice – Atobe and Gakuto's presence. Atobe thought he heard a bell ring in his head, but before his brain could translate anything to an actual thought Gakuto pushed past him.

"Hey! New kid!"

Oshitari turned, eyebrows raised. His eyes moved from Gakuto, who was grinning like he was up to something, and Atobe, who managed to put on a generally annoyed but uninterested expression on time. Atobe wondered who would Oshitari address first; himself, or Gakuto.

"Good morning," the corners of his mouth curved upwards slightly. Damn. So much for that.

Gakuto launched himself forward, and Atobe couldn't see his expression anymore. He refused to step forward himself, and leaned on the banister.

"Good morning, Atobe-kun, Mukahi-kun!" the girl piped in. Gakuto replied with a "'Morning," of his own. He turned his attention back to Oshitari before she could actually develop any kind of conversation, though, and Atobe ignored her entirely. He briefly wondered whether she'll try and force herself onto them anyway, but another girl called her from inside the classroom and she left. Oshitari followed her with his eyes for a short second, his expression annoyingly unreadable. His gaze flicked back to Gakuto before the smaller kid even seemed to notice.

"My name is Mukahi Gakuto," Gakuto bounced on his feet slightly, an act Atobe deemed to be an attempt to appear a little taller.

"Oshitari Yuushi," he drawled, stretching his hand out like he had to Atobe the day before. "I know! Jiroh told me all about you," Gakuto replied, grabbing his hand. Atobe forced his face to remain impassive. No allies indeed.

The bell rang, and all of the children swept into the classroom. Atobe took his seat, trying to ignore the creak of the chair behind him.
The class was still chatting noisily, waiting for the teacher to come in. He leaned his cheek on his hand, sighing. The boy to his left was shooting spitballs around him randomly, and Atobe swore that if any of them got anywhere what he considered his personal space he would annihilate that boy, his family and his god damn dog, if he had one.

Atobe almost snorted as a fat, slimy spitball hit the back of the boy's head. He didn't seem to notice. Atobe turned in his chair to see Oshitari lowering a straw and tucking it into his pencil case, undetected. His eyes lit with amusement when they met Atobe's, but Atobe just sniffed with a combination of mock disapproval and the presence of all of the phlegm in his system.

Oshitari's eyes crinkled a little, and he shuffled after something in the case on his desk. He huffed and rolled his eyes when Oshitari pulled out a pack of tissues, waving it mildly. He contemplated on turning back and ignoring him, but reached out for the tissues anyway.

"Atobe-kun!"

Atobe flinched and turned around. "Sorry," he mumbled.

"I was just handing him a tissue, sensei," Oshitari volunteered from behind him. Atobe straightened subtly. Huh. Bad deeds and bad personality traits earned you bad points – and Oshitari had plenty of both – but good deeds will not go unnoticed, either.

The teacher seemed to accept Oshitari's explanation, turned her back again and started writing on the blackboard.

Twenty minutes or so into the lesson, and Atobe was already fighting drowsiness. He fell out of his stupor when a tissue rolled into a ball landed on his desk. He unfolded it, refraining from looking back this time. There was a really lame smiley face drawn in the middle.

What the hell? What kind of a dork was he?

Making sure the teacher wasn't paying attention (she was standing somewhere in the back, telling Gakuto off for something Atobe was sure was immature and pointless), he turned in his seat again, his eyebrows raised scornfully. Oshitari was smiling slightly – not smirking, but smiling.

Atobe huffed again, his cheeks reddening slightly. Weirdo, he mouthed. He caught the teacher advancing towards the front of the class again, and straightened swiftly.

Whatever.

*

-
They don't sound/act like they're in the fourth grade at all, do they? Drats.

[And then I got distracted and stopped writing lol. Long-termed ANYTHING would never work for me.
That makes life look sort of promising, eh? :D]
-

Driving License

It felt like someone was having a pretty good laugh at his expense up there.

Atobe Keigo did not appreciate being laughed at.

Jiroh had just gotten his driving license; Shishido, who had gotten his own first (seeing that Jiroh failed his first two tests due to falling asleep in the middle and Mukahi decided to get a license for a scooter) was too trashed to take the wheel at the moment, which meant Oshitari was driving.

Ranging between good, okay, not good and Very Very Bad, Atobe would be leaning towards the latter.

When Shishido had gotten his license, they all went for a celebration trip on one of Atobe's family's cars. Since both Atobe and Shishido had stayed sober that night it went fairly uneventfully, ignoring that dog that almost made Shishido drive into a tree.

Today, Shishido didn't have a reason to stay sober. Atobe was seated between him and Mukahi, who was equally drunk, and he was having an extremely hard time keeping himself from smashing their heads together and throwing Mukahi (who was currently failing at trying to burp a Morning Musume song) out of the window. For good measure.

When Oshitari made an approving noise from the driver's seat at Mukahi's attempts, it occurred to Atobe, again, that it probably wasn't a very good idea to let him drive. He had been taking driving lessons since July, and while Atobe had only started a couple of weeks afterwards, there was no way he was going to touch the wheel after Jiroh had spilt that horrible, low quality beer on it when he started nodding off. Jiroh was fairly ecstatic during the first half an hour of driving, but he had to be replaced after he "closed his eyes for a moment" and almost drove them into a concrete wall. Oshitari only had one beer so far and was pretty good with handling his liquor, but Atobe was beginning to suspect he might have had some more to drink since he started driving. They were going at a pretty steady pace and he was driving in a straight line, but Atobe's eye twitched when he noticed he couldn't recognize their location at all. It twitched again when they passed a cow.

His only ray of hope was the fact that one of his cell phones was still working and intact. He forgot one at Oshitari's house a week ago, one was currently being repaired, one was in his bag, out of battery, and one was broken in two after falling on the floor earlier that day, when a very woozy Shishido had dropped it after calling Ohtori and declaring his eternal, undying love. He was so overwhelmed with feeling he practically threw it into the air, and it landed a few feet away from them with an unpleasant snapping noise.

There was a rustling sound now, and some snickering from Mukahi's side. Atobe gave him a look that could probably pierce steel. He thought he could feel something move next to his left leg, where his bag lay. Atobe threw an angry glare at Shishido, and his eyes widened with horror when he saw his last chance of surviving the day being literally thrown out of the window. He thought he could actually hear yet another cracking sound as the phone smashed against the road, but he was probably imagining things; it might have just been the remains of his sanity.

Oh, well. When he'll be explaining things to Ohtori, he could just blame Shishido's death on that.

-
lolol. GODDAMNIT I CAN'T STOP SAYING LOL.
-

Lemon

Zoro stomped down the forest, grunting and mumbling profanities. Stupid navigator, the one that practically blackmailed him to go. Stupid cook and his… damn cooking. Stupid Luffy, with the attention span of a burning dynamite. Stupid Usopp, who just had to break his leg two days ago. Chopper and Robin didn't really do anything to piss him off, but he rather disliked them at the moment, too. Just because.

What, salad tasted good without lemon too. Why add lemon anyway? Nobody *really* likes lemon. It's sour. It reminds him of the shitty cook's head, too. Shitty fruit, indeed.

And what. He just knew – just *knew* - they were all out to get him. Piss him off. That's it. The cook insisted on just *having* to have that lemon. And Nami, insisting the cook knows what he's talking about, and needs to be listened to – when it's about food, anyway. Luffy, as hungry as he was, couldn't be asked to do something like that– he'd forget about the mission seconds after he entered the woods. Usopp was currently more invalid than he usually was. The cook would never ask Robin or Nami to do something as trivial as fetching anything at all for his cooking, and Chopper… hell, why didn't Chopper go? Shit. He knew it. They really were all out to get him.

Frowning even more deeply than before, Zoro crushed the leaves with his feet so hard he could practically feel their pain easing his own.

He looked up at the trees, looking for a glimpse of yellow (like the cook's head, he was annoyingly reminded again).

He looked, and looked, and looked. Stomped, stomped and stomped. He'd probably wrecked 20 anthills by now.

After what seemed like hours, Zoro stopped. He looked around him, observing the trees quietly. Slowly, his eyebrows knit together.

*

Nami looked up from her paper, glancing back at the woods behind her.

"I just know I was forgetting something important when I sent him to get that lemon..."

-

I am undoubtedly a superawesome multitalent genius. Or not. Man, this is so amazingly embarrassing and I have no idea why. OH WELL, THE FIRST ONE'S LENGTH WILL SCARE EVERYONE AWAY AND NO ONE WILL BOTHER READING.

♥

BACK AGAIN

Thu, 01 Nov 2007 15:53:20 GMT

THIS WEEK FELT SO MUCH HARDER THAN THE LAST TIME, OH MY GOD. IT'S LIKE DRUG WITHDRAWAL. TV JUST... DOESN'T CUT IT.

I was so bored. And lonely. ):

First thing I did once I got my internet running was to check 168's spoiler pictures. DFJFFFKJKJFKHLKBK I NEEDED MY REBORN SO BADLY. AND. DJSHEKJJJKEJHDUEBBBSEHGEBSKJ. -insert more fangirling over volume 17 and stuff too-

I'm off to reinstall... everything. This is going to take hours. And my computer seems to take at least ten minutes to recognize every CD I put in. BUT OH WELL WHEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE COMPUTERRRRRRRRRRRRRRR TT____________TT

See you soon, Flist. ♥

IMPORTANT ANNOUNCEMENT

Sun, 21 Oct 2007 22:29:06 GMT

anmorri AND kai882 ARE AWESOME

That's right, 5980. WILL THIS HAPPINESS EVER SUBSIDE??! TT______________________________TT

I've always wanted to read porn on the train. -sniff-

ETA:HUNTER X HUNTER OH MY GOD Can life just get any more awesome. TT___________TT

So.

Thu, 18 Oct 2007 19:33:10 GMT

My computer is still giving me a lot of trouble, so after the guy who fixed it bothered to return the Windows XP CD, I'm going to try and reinstall Windows. I'll probably screw up and be computer-less again or something, but I did it before once [it took me hours and I made a mess of everything anyway], so... yeah. I can do it! -feminism poster pose-

I hardly even got to enjoy it since I wasn't home much in the last two days. OH GOD PLEASE LET ME SUCCEED WITH THIS I WON'T BE ABLE TO TAKE IT IF I SCREW UP. T___________T

Edit: No matter how hard I tried, my computer refuses to recognize the installation CD. Am Angry. Will make guy who fixed computer do it. Angrily.

Bah. >_>

HOWEVER.

For June.

Inbar added Yamamoto. I'm a good teacher, don't you think? Most of my friends are so well-educated. ♥

Inbar added the Gokudera. XD

Inbar drew the chibi YG. :DDD

For June again. XD

I will never be able to draw Tsuna. ):

I started coloring this one, but I got tired of it. So you get a WIP that will probably stay that way forever. ;D

Should've made it smaller... sorry. XD;

Have another WIP, while I'm at it. I don't think I've worked that long on one picture in like, two years. THREE CHARACTERS [there were five originally, but I cut two out because I knew I'd never finish if I didn't :D].

COMPUTEEEEEEEEERR )))))))):

Started working on a comics and gave up on that one too. ARIEL IS AWESOME Y/Y? >_>
And you can't make anything out of it like this, too. AWESOME INDEED.

For June. Wow, that's the third for one dump. June, love me. XD

I usually try to organize them by fanart/random or date/put stuff I like better in the end, but I'm too tired and I want dinner. XD;;

Have an awesome week, everyone! ♥♥♥

I'M BACK

Tue, 16 Oct 2007 22:34:18 GMT

Expect artdump [OF DOOM I'M DRAWING RIGHT NOW OMG MY PRECIOUS PHOTOSHOP I MISSED YOU SO DEARLY WE WILL NEVER PART AGAIN] and comments and stuff tomorrow. ♥

COMPUTERRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRR

Thu, 04 Oct 2007 14:28:28 GMT

A. It took me all morning to get the computer running long enough to burn my Reborn and Oofuri folders.
B. If I actually succeed in posting this, I will be amazed.
C. My cousins are here and will still be here until the end of the Sukkoth vacation.
D. God damn it. XD

On the bright side, I'm in a really good mood in spite of all of the things I mentioned above! Isn't that cool? :D

Have an awesome how-long-it-will-take-to-get-my-PC-fixed, everyone, and I hope to see you guys soon. ♥

ETA:
Okay, after failing to edit and restarting a couple of times, I hope this time is the last time.

I spent the morning watching South Park while trying desperately to back some of the important stuff up.
My computer has been doing this dying and reviving after a few hours for a pretty long time, but since yesterday, the intervals between both the revivals and the deaths became much, MUCH shorter.
I'm going to take it to the computer store tomorrow.

T___________T

-sniffle-

On a brighter note, my prettier-than-me-yet-stupider-than-me cousin took her prettier-than-me-yet-stupider-[probably, since he didn't actually say anything]-than-me boyfriend somewhere. I'm not sure when they'll be back, but they probably will, and the remainder of my vacation is going to be ruiiiiiined. I should probably get going, actually, since ~~escape route one became irrelevant~~ I could only stretch my shower for so long before it got suspicious [my uncle actually wondered about that, but I hope they're too old to ponder possible reasons for girls to take that long in the shower {I just happen to like spending enough time in the water to get all wrinkly, personally}].
I am now going to head to ~~escape route two~~ Classmate M's house to do an English project along with Classmate Y.

Posting an entry without any art feels weird, though. I wonder if my computer will die now just to piss me off if I try it.
-tries-

LOOK. I LOVE NIKO'S. I WENT THERE TWICE THIS WEEK AND I FOUND AWESOME REBORN FANS WHO DREW STUFF WITH ME ON BOTH TIMES. LIFE IS SO AWESOME. ;_____;
I kind of wish I'd asked her permission to post this here, though. But it's a personal journal and it was drawn on a public board, so it should be fine, right? Right? -feels bad- XD;;;

...
Woah, my computer is still working.
Maybe I don't have to take it to the computer store after all.

...
No, I'm not that stupid [well, actually, I am, since I've been saying that every time this happened during the last few weeks].
Sigh.

Rambling here was a pretty nice let out, though. I guess this is what journals are for, eh?

OKAY SHUTTING UP NOW. I'll miss you guys. And LJ. What will I do without my daily Flist-checking routine.

SNIFF.

Byebye. ♥

Procrastinating is for the Awesome

Sun, 23 Sep 2007 19:00:54 GMT

Can you tell I have a shitload of homework for tomorrow and it's already 20:43 over here?

Random!

I was waiting for my mom and there were a bunch of violinists next to me, so I drew one of them while listening to them play. It was really, really awesome [even though he kept... moving >_>].

Fandom!

Also, a WIP of a comic I started and probably won't finish since I'm lazy and don't like it enough to continue anymore. Spoilers to Reborn Target 136 and up [here and here{<--started inking, got tired, and I like the sketch better anyway}].
Looking at the inked part again makes me want to work on my inking, woah. ~~But I should probably go draw 20 matchboxes for tomorrow first. Hm. XD;~~
ETA: My homework.

I kind of got sick of it after 5 boxes. But oh well. Cheating is one way out of it. -glances at Match Box from a Distance #7-

Have an awesome week, everyone. ♥

AS PROMISED

Wed, 12 Sep 2007 12:41:02 GMT

I REALLY GOTTA GO FAMILY DINNER IN AN HOUR OR SO WHEEEEEE

[Note to Reborn-oblivious Flist Members: 8059: 8=ya, 0=ma, 5=go, 9=ku.]

I could have done so much better with such the prompt "Ninja", damn it. Some day, I will.

There was a "DIE GOKUDERA DIE" theme on reborn_caps .

I REALLY LIKE THIS ONE OKAY?

IT WAS RYOHEI'S BIRTHDAAAAAAAAAAAAAAY

GOKUDERA'S TOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO

ARIEL REDISCOVERS OEKAKI LOL.

I had some pen sketches [what with school starting, and all], but I don't have any time to scan them and... yeah. -cough-

GOTTA RUN EXPECT COMMENTS TO OLD POSTS WHEN I GET BACK FROM SOME QUALITY TIME WITH MY MOM'S MAGIC AUNT/TOMORROW. ♥

P.S.
HAVE AN AWESOME, LOVELY NEW JEWISH YEAR, JEWISH AND NONE-JEWISH FLIST. ♥

LOL GUYS

Mon, 10 Sep 2007 18:03:09 GMT

I'M DONE.

I'M DONE.

I'M DONE.

I'm done with math. TT_______________TT [well, until the next test, but let's not think about that, whoo!]

Expect a nice, probably-too-big art dump tomorrow and replies to embarrassingly old LJ comment threads.

I'm going to prepare for a nice, long shower, take a nice, long shower, make a nice, half assed dinner, eat that nice, half assed dinner... and sleep. Oh yeah.

Have a lovely day, everyone.

P.S.
Watched Stardust with kai882 . OH MY GOD. ♥

P.P.S.
For free. Free food, too. Ohoho! -cough-

P.P.P.S
I just noticed I started two posts in a row with "lol". God damn it.

LOL WHEE

Sun, 26 Aug 2007 10:25:06 GMT

IS THERE A BETTER TIME TO POST THAN SO-CALLED MATH-TIME?

OH FILTERS. My amazing, wonderful filters. Bellemere from One Piece, for June. :D

Teresa and Ilene from Claymore, also for June. [She drew me the most adorable Fuuta for the previous one, and an awesome Gokudera and Bianchi one for this one. :::DDDDDDDD ♥

I'M SORRY FOR MAKING YOU UGLY, HANAI. IT WASN'T INTENTIONAL, I THINK YOU'RE PRETTY EVEN THOUGH YOU HAVE NO HAIR. ):
And Tajima just looks plain OOC. And lame. XD;

I WAS STUDYING MATH AT INBAR'S HOUSE. ::DDDDDDDD
The situation is indeed a very troublesome one. But I did study... a little. It's... going to be okay. I'm entirely too calm about this, I should be at least slightly alarmed by now. XD;

More... studying at Inbar's. -coughcough-
I CAN'T USE OPENCANVAS ON MY COMPUTER, SHE FELL ASLEEP AND IT WAS CALLING OUT TO ME. ;___;

Another openCanvas attempt. It really is a fun program, even though drawing the lineart in it is absolutely horrible. I LOVE BEL SO MUCH MORE NOW THAT I COULD ACTUALLY UNDERSTAND WHAT THEY SAID IN THE STORM BATTLE. TT______________TT
-picks appropriate Bel icon for the post-

P.S.
I made his teeth really ugly. ):
I guess that it's finally time to practice... teeth and mouth anatomy. FOR BEL! -cheers-

Damn it. I am in a CapsLock-y, bouncy mood when I SHOULDN'T BE. CAPS CAPS CAPS. And I really gotta go. I just had to ramble about nothing a little, I guess, since this isn't even enough art to be called a dump and just me in a spammy [Capsy, bouncy] mood. -wipes away an invisible tear-

OKAY ENOUGH. HAVE A LOVELY WEEK, EVERYONE. I'M GOING TO TRY AND MAKE THE MOST OF THIS ONE WHILE STILL DOING MY BEST SO I WON'T FAIL MATH AFTER ALL, BECAUSE IT'S ALMOST BACK-TO-SCHOOL-TIME! :D

Oh man oh man oh man. Hot damn. :D

WOAH HI

Fri, 17 Aug 2007 17:34:52 GMT

I'll spare you guys from the pencil sketches doo doo this time since I'm too lazy to scan, but you get the computer stuff anyway! Woohoo! :D

Random:

You gotta appreciate how the finished version looks practically nothing like the sketch! :D

Fanart:

[Aren't multifandom RPs awesome? Train from Black Cat and Killua from Hunter X Hunter, those are. ♥]

[Simon from Gurren-Lagann!]

[Not my cup of tea. My manipulative friend's cup of tea. But I'm a nice, awesome person, so there.]

This is like, my favorite way to waste time ever. And I hate [HATE HATE HATE] HTML. Amazing.

Have a lovely day and a lovely weekend, everyone! ♥

I love animated icons. >:

Thu, 26 Jul 2007 15:26:17 GMT

But... so distracting... and I'm the one who made it... -stares at it lamely-

Well, anyway. IT'S BEEN A WHILE.

GET READY FOR SOME OLD CRAP I FEEL LIKE POSTING ANYWAY. :D

Whenever I don't feel like doing anything, I do this. FUN.

General doodles first, today.

This kind of looks like Haruhi, now that I think about it. Only... evil.

And some fanarts. :D

Mihashi. o:

June's fault. :D

Teresa and Ilene from Claymore, also for June.

Agaaain.

AND OF COURSE.
REBORN :D

PChat with... dum dum. June! :D
Edit: And lol look at how Photobucket made it all nice and small. Sadly, I'm too lazy to fix this. -hops away-

AND LAST BUT NOT LEAST:

HAPPY BIRTHDAY RIMON, I LOVE YOU. ♥

THE END. :D

MAN I'm miffed. And I still don't feel like doing anything worthwhile.

GOOD DAY EVERYONE ♥

Ur.

Mon, 04 Jun 2007 08:33:36 GMT

It seems like I update whenever I'm supposed to be studying for one of the end of the year exams. BUT I GOT 96 IN THE LAST HISTORY OF THE ARTS EXAM SO IT'LL BE FINE RIGHT.
... Right. :D

Oh my god rant stuff first.

A. I had a freaky dream. A part of it involved Sappir [it's a picture from the school newspaper of the Arabic class, I think whoever took it captured her entire essence perfectly] from my class last year. It's probably because my orthodontist moved to a disgusting hole called Bat Yam and apparently, her orthodontist is there too [I don't have my braces anymore and she does, though, so there].
[It was all "HI ARIEL :DDDD" "... -wave- {couldn't talk because my mouth was full of gooey ew}" "UR HERE 2? :DDDDD" "... -nod-" "OKAI BAI :DDDD" "......... -wave-".]
Aaand my original point was SHE WAS IN MY DREAM DRIVING A RED TOY CAR ON ROOFTOPS AND BUILDING WALLS AND GOING "HI ARIEL :DDDDD" AT ME AND TT____TT.
And the dream had one of the architecture structures I need to study for my exam and I even had a dream about failing all of my exams a week ago, and I feel like such a nerd and sflaksjasl.

B. When you ride your bike in the morning and ALMOST swallow a tiny bug [it was really small, I swear >_>] and before the "OH MY GOD EW -spitspitspit-" reaction can even leave your mind you think "Wah, just like Avatar...", you know you're a full-fledged geek, from the roots of your hair to the marrow of your bones.
But I already knew that. :D

C. I MISS MY CAT OHMG. He had urinal problems and our vet's keeping him and he's probably really LONELY AND HUNGRY AND WANTS MOMMY DSALJKLDSAJAS. TT_________TT
I saw a really ugly, thin, shaggy gray and white cat [my cat's beautiful, adorable, fat and gray and white] and almost ran into this street pole thingy with my bike and HE WAS IN MY DREAM TOO OMG and he was really really thin and I want him back and healthy.
-sniff-

Edit: My cat's back and well, if not slightly miffed. <3

AND YEAH ARTS. Even though I don't really have anything I like this week. But it's a reason to push my studying slightly farther down my to-do list for today, so WHY NOT WHEE.

Woah wtf lots of tinylamenotreallyoriginalandmorerandomosityshit. But I like order and neatness, I post almost everything I draw on the computer here. :D

This is the oldest drawing here, but it's probably my favorite. SPREAD THE MIHASHI LOVE WHEE. 8D

I wanted to draw something for Lambo's birthday when I realized I'm no good in drawing him, so I started working on that and discovered he's mighty fun to draw.
HAPPY BIRTHDAY LAMBO-CHAN andMizukiandstuff AND EMMY EVEN THOUGH I DIDN'T REALLY DRAW YOU ANYTHING but this was before I really knew you AND YEAH. Next year.
-still determined to continue with her Birthday Drawings policy [I even started a balloon policy and bought one for my friend from class yesterday, because I'm such a considerate bitch. :D], though-

Last one, from yesterday night, because an artdump of mine cannot possibly be an artdump without any YamaGoku in it for the next few months/year/whatever or so. Even if it fails life and I drew Gokudera's left eye 130182401974 times and it still looks awful.

Woah-yeah-better-stuff-next-time-I-hope-wtf-is-this-shit-I'm-bored.

... I'll go... read about Van Gogh's Starry Night and Munch's Scream and their poor troubled booboo'd souls.

YAY MISS ME. :D

Sun, 20 May 2007 11:43:12 GMT

VACATION WHEE. Even if I need to study. BUT THAT CAN WAIT. :D
I feel like wasting some time here, anyway. I deserve it!

Anyway, it's time for some art dumping, since June's birthday project is over. :DDD~

REBORN. :D

I still haven't gotten around to rereading the manga. I want more free time, I don't care that I have plenty and that I just suck at managing it. -sniff-

TRADES WITH JUNE :D

Ruka from Venus Versus Virus.

Jean and Clare from Claymore. :D

A sketch that didn't make it from June's birthday project. Utena and Anthy from Shoujo Kakumei Utena. :P

JUNE'S BIRTHDAY PROJECT. :D
[5 drawings in one weekeeeeeeend. -proud-]

[Characters and fandoms: Bleach, Yoruich and Soi Fong; Claymore, Deneve and Hellen; Teen Titans, Starfire and Raven; Venus Versus Virus, Luchia and Sumire [and a little virus ^__^]; Rozen Maiden, Shinku and Suigintou; One Piece, Vivi and Nami; Shoujo Kakumei Utena, Utena and Anthy.]

Happy birthday, darling. <333333333333333333
[And to all of my other friends - it's pretty unlikely that I'll do anything like that again. Not anytime soon, anyway. One more serious drawing is still a valid possibility, though, since it's the only thing I can offer other than your regular materialistic-kind presents. ]

Well, I said I'd study a little. That's all, for now. :D