As the title implies, I created this just for fun. ^_^ I mainly intend to use this as a means to jot down whatever comes to mind, and (provided that I feel like it) put down some stuff on history. I'll try not to be too judgemental about topics that tend to be extremely sensitive like politics. (No, no, scratch that--especially politics.)

As a side note, I'm also going to start using this as a means to announce when I have updated my story Tides of Fate or anything else related to it.

For those wondering what I look like, here's a picture!

(Surprised that I'm still not showing my real face? Too bad! >D *evil laughter*)

Thank you for your time, and have a wonderful day!

Small World

My family and I met a very interesting person tonight. Before I get into talking about him, let me tell y'all exactly how we met him:

My dad and my sister wanted to go to Sea Island for some fish, so mom and I agreed and went, just like normal. After the buzzer that they gave us activated mom and dad, since they were the closest, went up to pick up our meal. Not long after doing so an old man walked up to my dad and asked him about his shirt (my dad was sporting one from my university). The reason why he asked was because he an alumni of my school, and when he went his mom was paying somewhere between $200 or $280 dollars a year. Mind you, this gentleman graduated in 1939. (After I heard this figure I pratically freaked, thinking how much I would LOVE for that to be how much I pay instead of the actual sum. Thank God I have a scholarship that covers 2/3rds of the tuition.)

As it turns out he's a veteran of WWII. (Truthfully he's not the first one I've met, but I think it's still amazing to meet them.) He told us that he mostly worked in supplies--or lack there of as he humorously told us--and that he was promoted by General Patton himself. I don't think he actually got to meet the man though because at the time Patton had to leave early for something.

I managed to get his contact information, so I'll be getting in contact with my history professor tonight because I'm hoping the two can schedule a time to have him show up and talk to us about the war from his perspective. So far I've got three things going in my favor:

1 - the history class that I'm taking is a military history class
2 - our last test, which was this past Thursday, ended off on WWI
3 - my teacher is a WWII buff

Either way, I just find this totally cool. Have a good evening, and wish me luck! X3

Oh dear....

I didn't even notice that my last post was posted on the wrong world. Sorry about that y'all. X_X

For those of you that checked for a Tides of Fate update, I thank you for checking it out and ask for yet more patience. I haven't done much writing with it as of late due to school.

Have a good day everybody! ^_^

Dead Man's Party

Happy Halloween, All Saint's Day, and Dia de los Muertos everybody (even if some of y'all don't necessarily celebrate it)! I know what you're thinking: this is pretty late. Well...if you want a solid, recheck the name of this little world of mine. ^_~ Nope--take that back: lately I've been eating some leftover pan de muerte and it's inspired me to post this little video of Danny Elfman back before he wrote the score for The Nightmare Before Christmas.

Hope y'all enjoyed. Later! ^_^ (*noms some more pan de muerte* X3 )


Do y'all remember on that last post how I said that when I found something to talk about that I would get back with y'all? Well...that topic came at me with vengence. Yesterday morning I had one of those dreams that felt like a nightmare, but instead of causing you to wake up screaming it instead caused your eyes to slowly open while muttering to yourself, "What in the hec was that all about?!" Here's how it went (for the most part):

Somehow, my sister and I were trapped backstage a huge theater that was littered with crates and various props. Lots of other people were there with us, including some faces that I see around my school who I otherwise really don't know on a personal basis (one in particular is from the Ukraine), and the reason why we were there was because right outside the door were zombies and revived dinosaurs. That's right: ZOMBIES AND DINOSAURS. Despite the terror happening beyond the doors, the theater proved just the right location to be at because niether of these terrors could get past the door which was blocked with all sorts of junk. After spending the night, Aduro and I somehow manage to get on board a train--don't ask me how, I didn't see the details leading up to that--that was supposed to take us to an area that was void of any danger. Along the way, I felt someone try and push me off the train. I managed to catch myself and with a little help from Aduro I got back on board without a scratch. When I asked who pushed me the person who up and admitted to it was Azula from Avatar. I looked at her straight in the eyes and thanked her for being honest. (I still regret not slapping her, even though this wasn't a real event.) Not long after that we caught word that our destination somehow got an infestation of zombies and dinosaurs, so some folk tried to prevent having to mee those things by jumping off the train into a swampland which, unfortunately, was were a few of the dinosaurs were waiting. Aduro and I decide to stay on the train and somehow manage to avoid trouble by making a mad dash to my pick-up truck. I told her to stay quiet and to hide herself as much as possible, which she did, and we were able to stay like that for a few hours until some zombies came by. Somehow or another I managed to aquire a bow and started fireing a volly of arrows at the zombies. This worked well for a while, until a pack of raptors came by and finished off the job for me. After they were done devouring the dead, they started to swarm the truck. One of them walked right up to the driver's side door, the side I was on, and started to claw its way through the metal, slicing it like a hot knief through butter. Yeah, the high-pitched noise it created really hurt, but that didn't stop Aduro from tossing me a double-barrel shotgun from the back. (When I really think about it, I should've obtained this weapon a little earlier in this dream, but I guess you can't control factors like that in the dream world, now can you?) Poking the nose out the torn part of the door, I opened fire at those devilish lizards. I sometime during the gun blasts and the shouts of encouragment coming from my sister that I started to wake up from this state of weirdness.

Note to self: NEVER EVER eat a really good pizza at 9 o'clock ever again! =_=;

Avatar Update

It's been long past due, but I've finally made myself a new avatar. Like the last one, this is based off of the game Suikoden V. Unlike it though it features the Twilight Rune.

In other news...umm...well, when I think of something I'll put down a post on it. Later! ^_^