It was Angela-onee-chan's birthday last November 23 and I am a bad sister to forget. Well, actually, I never really, um, knew, and that makes it much more worse! So, I present to you a poem, which I made just now and which really sucks. XD

My onee-chan on FB :3

I have found some neat websites lately.

• One of them is fodey. In Fodey, I have made this:

Awesome, isn't it? Well, that's not the only thing you can do at Fodey. There, you can make fake newspapers, talking sunflowers and tons more awesome things!

• Then, there's also Where the Map Ends where you can find tons of stuff to help you in writing. It explains things really good and even includes a free software where you can make your own world!
• Here's an interesting one for people who don't want their names all over the Internet: The Writer's Den. Here, you can make a fake writer profile with a working fake e-mail! There's also tons of other stuff, like writing tips, location generators, exercises and character names.
• This one may look for kids, but is actually pretty fun to do. In Story Starters, you can "Spin the Wheel" for random writing ideas. You can do them for fun or take it seriously.
• Are you one for fantasies? Go to Proppian Fairy Generator right away if you are!
• In The Story Generator, you can randomly generate character and plots. This can be a lot of help when you're stuck with an idea, but don't know how to proceed.
• Also, one of my favorites is Seventh Sanctum where there are lots and lots of generators. There are prompt generators, name generators, writing generators and lots more I haven't tried out yet!

I have discovered Seventh Sanctum and am very eager to get started on the prompts given to me. This is just for fun, but who knows? Maybe it will turn into a good one!

Prompts: 

• The story is set during a police investigation. The story takes place in the early evening. The story must have a gladiator at the beginning. The story must involve a bag in it.
• A character pretends to be someone else. A character is antisocial throughout most of the story. During the story, a character loses something.

IT'S KAIRU'S BIRTHDAY TODAAAAY~ I made her a gift during Math while our teacher was scribbling on the blackboard about dividing polynomials. It's a nice gift. I think.

Because I am suffering a severe case of Writer's Block, I shall post random drabbles I made up during Math, History or English. Don't worry, I love English, but I can't bear the grammar mistakes my teacher makes (Is she even a qualified English teacher? I don't think so)

So let the Drabbling begin! YAAAY~


What does "to have more care for life" mean? Does it mean that you have to take things more seriously? or does that mean you should care about the events around you more? Or maybe it means that you aren't putting enough effort into everything you do..?

There are lots of faults about me; I, myself, know that. I'm not smart enough, not industrious enough and head-to-toe lazy. I've had lots of experience wherein a friend decides to give me some "helpful advice" about my attitude. It took some really seriously and some, I ignored really seriously. Life is very fun--I, of all people, know that; I've experienced the fun life has. And it has much more to offer.

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A/n: This second drabble is one that I may proofread, edit and post in Fanfiction.net someday. It is about Sumire Shouda and Kokoro Yome.

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Bianca came over to my house and we played and bought food and ate it and played and did not do what we were supposed to be doing--preparing our presentation for school. Oh well.

It was fun. That's all. :)

I have been taking Beta-reader tests from this site called Perfect Imagination.  This is the fourth time I'm going to take this test and I really hope I'll be able to join. First time, I got a 43 percent and it was not enough  for me to become a beta-reader. On the second time, I failed again. On the third time, my e-mail was somehow not submitted and I thus, have to take another one.

I admit I am not very observant and hardly notice little mistakes, but I am very constant in detecting "The Homonym Mistake" as I call it. It is where a homonym of the intended word is used instead of it.
Example of the Homonym Mistake
This movie is to scary for me.

The 'to' there should be 'too.'

I always read stories of amateur writers and I tell you, most of them have 75 percent wrong grammar. It's frustrating sometimes, but I have gone used to it and, even though it still annoys me some times, I can tolerate it more peacefully now. I also sometimes give advice to these writers.

But there are some amateur writers that are strikingly good and I admire them. My first story in Fanfiction.net was very bad and I am very glad I have deleted it. I think it is in this blog though. Some of these have been my friends and I salute them all. I have met a girl my age and her stories are really good, unlike mine.

But I am still proud of my stories. I was always, always am, and always be, proud of them. :)))

November 18, 2011 Legacy Stats. Fanfiction.net Sakura Keiko

Keiko: First and foremost, I got the idea of drawing in Ms Paint from a hilarious blog. So, yes, this post will consist of drawings I made in Ms Paint (They fail; Sorry)  and pictures. :)))

At school, I sit beside two boys, since we have this rule or something that we have to sit beside people with opposite gender.
And I have to deal with the two boys beside me all the time, because they're so noisy and I can't understand what the teacher says with their noise. They keep talking about War Games and stuff and I honestly cannot understand them (though I play Command & Conquer and WarCraft)

They're always getting scolded and to be honest, a girl could get tired of hearing too much sermons. And as if it wasn't worse, the guy behind me started talking to them too. I hate listening to them talk noisily about things I have no idea about--not that I want to join in on their conversation.

At least the guy on my right isn't that bad. He actually listens to the teacher and when his friends aren't bugging him, he reads a book. Oh, and he constantly asks me things too, like "I wonder why the Point of Views in this book keep changing."

And I let him critic some of my stories too.

Anyway, boys aren't always immature. They can act mature if they want to too. For example, a guy can ace tests if they just study. Our valedictorian was a boy and he is mature. He gets high scores on almost all the exams, is our class president, is burdened with a lot of responsibilities because he is class president, is the most trusted student by teachers, is leader on most groups, is part of our school newspaper, and many more. And he still has time for study after all that.

I'm surprised he isn't collapsing everywhere, because I always fall asleep during Math and I am not class president, I am not trusted by some teachers, I am seldom elected leader, etc.

Valedictorian (Left) Me (Right) ^At least my world is colorful

I know a number of boys that can be mature if they want to and immature when they don't.

Okay, I'm done. Let's eat cookies now.

http://www.fanfiction.net/u/2682567/Sakura_Keiko <--Visit my profile on Fanfiction.net onegai?

My story, Coming Back, now contains one chapter and a prologue. (Yes, I admit that I am slow) I have actually finished Chapter Two, but it still needs to be edited for it was written during Math and History at school and I don't think I did a good job on it.

I liked the idea at first, but now I'm starting to have doubts. Maybe I shouldn't have read it after all, because if I read my own stories, I get depressed and stuff. LOL XD I also sometimes laugh at my own work, too even if they aren't the least bit funny.

I AM SO HAPPY THAT I AM ON THE VERGE OF CRYING!!!!!!! 


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I posted a poem about the same topic on August, but now I decided to make my own.

A/n: It has been a long time since I've started this story, so I might as well finish it. Read part one here.

'I really hate English,' Yuki thought as he came out of the classroom, test paper in hand. He had got an 89 and for him, 89 was a low grade.

'I had 92 in Literature, 95 in Maths, and even higher in the other subjects, but this...' Yuki contemplated, obviously angry, '...this is an embarrassment.'


Yuki shook his head as he tried to get the thought out of his mind and proceeded to the Student Council Room. There, Kimi, Machi and Kakeru were already there.

Kimi greeted, "Ah~! President, good afteroon! Sakuragi-kun is absent today--and we have a lot of work to do! Do you think we can do it?"
Kakeru butted in, "Of course we can! We have Yuki with us!"
"Oh~" Kimi replied, "So, are we going to give all the work to President?"
"Hey!" Kakeru exclaimed. "That sounds like a good idea!"

Yuki muttered, "Irresponsible..."

Machi continued on whatever she was doing and didn't even acknowledge Yuki's presence. But since he was used to it, it was okay.

"Ne, Machi~" Kimi said. "What are you doing?"
Machi said, without lifting her head. "Duties."
"EH~? What kind?" Kimi asked.
"The ones you all are not doing." Machi simply answered.

Everyone sweatdropped and proceeded to their own work. It was hard, but they had to do it. They were Student Council, after all.

While working, Yuki couldn't help but occasionally look in Machi's direction. She was busying herself and ignoring everything else, while Kimi and Kakeru kept talking and fooling around.

"At least they're doing their job." Yuki said.

After an hour and a half, only Yuki and Machi were left. They still had some work to do, Yuki being the President and Machi filling in for Sakuragi.

"President." Machi said.
Yuki looked at Machi, who was facing him. "Hmm?"
"I'm done." She proclaimed. "Would you like me to wait for you?"
"Ah.." Yuki said, thinking. "It's fine with me if you would like to."
"Then I'll wait." Machi said.

Yuki couldn't help but smile. He liked her, after all, so he would obviously be happy that she chose to wait for him rather than leave him by himself. Maybe it's just because it was already late and she didn't want to walk in the hallways--where ghosts were said to reside--by herself.

'Even so,' Yuki thought, 'I'm happy.'


To be Continued.

LAWLZOMBIES

Dear Heart,
It's been two years since I've forced myself to forget him. Isn't that enough for you to wipe him off your cells? Honestly, Heart, you've been really jumpy these days. Can't you see that he doesn't care for you anymore? Stop pumping real hard when my friends tease me about him. My body doesn't need that much blood, okay?

Heart, you do know that your job is just to pump blood, right? You're not getting paid for reacting to his every move. So, yeah, just stick to your job and I think we'll be both fine.

Love,
Me.