"If I should Die Before I Wake, pray no one my soul to take. If I wake before I die, rescue with me with your smile, darling..." -Ville Valo

Hi. I'm Z. Here's a list of things about me because I'm too lazy to type a paragraph:

+ I'm afraid of naked people.
+ I'm a little creeped out by rabbits.
+ I love animals.
+ I'm a vegetarian. If it weren't for sushi, I'd be vegan.
+ Energy drinks are.... I don't know. They are the incarnate of love if it exists.
+ I like drawing.
+ Anime, Manga, Vampires, Music, Caffeine, and Animals are awesomeness.
+ I love my friends.
+ I hate the Twilight series, Hannah Montana, the Jonas Brothers, and High School Musical.
+ I hate PETA. They are a sadistic, hypocritical, gone-insane organization that needs to be lined up and shot.

And now for your viewing pleasure, a zebra metaphorically kicking a lion's ass.

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ART SLOTS (Includes writing and drawing)

Requests: OPEN/closed (Closest friends only. You know who you are. I've sent you gifts in the past.)
1. KoolAid Guy
2.

Trades: OPEN/closed
1.
2.

Collaborations: OPEN/closed
1.
2.
3.

RULES:

1. I don't draw people. I'm horrible. However, chibi MAY be possible.
2. I don't draw "furries" or human/animal relationships. No exceptions. I personally see furries as bestiality (as well as human/animal relationships, duh), seeing as "furries" are basically people who... erm... are aroused by animals and portray themselves as having relations with animals (anthromorphic or wild). Also, bestiality is animal cruelty.
3. I'm either really busy or lazy. Don't expect it right away, but that doesn't mean I'm not working on it.
4. I'm horrible at backgrounds, but mostly too lazy to do them.
5. No sexuality. AT ALL. And no nekkid, either. That's scary.
6. Don't expect anything spectacular. I'm no good. I only do requests and trades if I have nothing to draw, and purely for fun.
7. I don't do digital art. I don't have a tablet and I suck at a laptop fingerpad.
8. I have the right to refuse a trade, collaboration, or request if I'm not interested.
9. Nothing offensive to races, religions, sexual preferences, etc.
10. If you're using someone else's original character, get their permission before asking me to draw them.
11. Follow The Otaku's regulations. Highest rating allowed is PG-13.

Quiz Results

D: Z Needs Inspiration! D:

I gots nothing to write about! Help me! D:

BOOYAH!

One of the 4 fictions I wrote made it to the published status and into my portfolio on the site!!

YES! I feel special!

Let's celebrate!

.... I want Monster....

Inspiraaaaaaaation! 8D

Yeah, so I had the writer's block already. :(

But then someone I know texted me:

"You know what I saw?"

"What?"

"A yard sale."

"Oooohhh... Fun. xD"

"You know what they were selling?"

"What? Monster?!"

"No... A bed. A freaking bed!"

"wtf?"

"Yeah. Isn't that gross? Who buys a bed from a yard sale? That's gross! How do you know what happened on that?"

And then my little devil horns came out. I could get a pretty good story out of that!

And you know me. It's nothing dirty.

Owie... T.T

Today Z was a pain magnet...

I tripped walking off my porch (which is literally six inches above my sidewalk) this morning when my neighbor was in front of my house in his car. My backpack hit me in the head...

Then, when our entire carpool group went to college, I fell down the stairs on my way into Building 4 to get Monster. To make matters worse, the Monster/Full Throttle vending machine was broken. So I had to sit in History with no Monster. :(

Off topic note: History was... erm... interesting. We talked about the Roman lifestyle, and therefore, literally half of my eighty minute class was about brothels, orgies, and prostitution. Prostitutes who walked the street were dirty and frowned upon, but the ones in the brothels were respected. Don't see much of a difference... Oh well. Anywho, brothels were like McDonald's. You walked in, looked at the picture "menu", and would "order" the gender of your... erm... worker and then what picture you wanted.... And yes, he used the McDonald's analogy, "Supersize", "Dollar Menu", and "Happy Meal" and all. And then of course there were tha painted orgy chambers in the rich peoples' houses. The other forty minutes of class were about city life, the first running water systems, the first public bathrooms, roads, and the changing of the economy. Wouldn't you want the general city life to be like, I don't know, at least 60 or 70 minutes and the "grown up" stuff to be like, the last 10 or 20? I'm starting to think I got the less focused teacher of the two history 101 classes....

Then, on the way out of college, I got whacked in the back of the head with a corner of a car door. And bumped my head as I was getting in said car. And then whacked my shin on the corner of a metal shelf in the gas station. But this paragraph was worth it. I got a 24 ounce Monster.

After we went for gas, we stopped at one of our carpool members' houses for lunch. I burned my hand taking something out of the microwave and got a paper cut from my Environmental Science notebook.

After lunch, we went to the high school. I managed to get inside and to Linear Algebra/Probability and Statistics safely to put my Monster and backpack on my desk. Then I got a lav pass and fell down the mini flight of steps (Like 6 or 7 steps) as I was walking up them to Second Hall. I tripped going down them on my way back, but I caught myself on the railing.

In Environmental Science, I got whacked in the head with a deer antler. It was accidental, and I laughed about it. It's okay, because my Monster was safe. I mean, come on, when else will you get hit with a deer antler in school?

In Art III, surprisingly, no harm came to me. But I got sad when my Monster was all gone... :'(

Finally, I had PE. We played floor hockey. There was a mishap between two players on each of our teams and the game turned into Mortal Kombat. I took a hockey ball to the shin, side, and narrowly dodged one that was heading for my face. And then I took a hockey stick to the skull.

I swear, by the end of the month I'm going to be one giant, scab-covered bruise...

OMFG GUESS WHAT?!

You know that history test I panicked about and was like "Oh shit, I failed..."?

Well, I got it back yesterday.

Guess what?!

I got a 75 on it. In my college, that's a C. Then, there was a 13 point curve. So, 75 (C) + 13 = 85 (B+)!

And, on top of that, we got our class participation grades as well. He used symbols. Then he told us that if we got a "+", we would add 5. If we got a "O", we wouldn't do anything. If we got a "-", we would subract 5, and then that would give us our semester grade so far.

I got a +, which makes my semester average a 93, which is a freaking "A".

I still don't get the grading system, but I guess because the test was out of 100 and the class participation is just added on points, it kinda makes sense.

Oh well.

TO MY NANOWRIMO! Zooms away.

Oh yeah, and all of my friends should SO do the friendship quiz in the post before this. I'm curious to see how much you know about me. And if you get the highest score, you get a prize!