| Battle cry! *seemingly* |
[Mar. 25th, 2008|07:18 am] |
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| Writer's Block: In this perfect world |
[Mar. 17th, 2008|11:34 am] |
A perfect world? For me a perfect world would be a world where we are all children, eternally. A world where no one harms anyone, a world where you can dream freely, hope unboundedly, where you can be anything or anyone you want. A world where you don't need to care or worry about tomorrow, it just comes. A world where you have no sorrow or unhappiness of any kind. |
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| Writer's Block: All in the Family |
[Mar. 7th, 2008|01:57 pm] |
Having siblings- Very important. Even though I'd rather DIE than let him know, life would've been pretty boring without my brother. We did (and still do) have a lot of fun, and I can't imagine a life where he doesn't exist. He's the only person who understands me almost completely, and I would've been pretty lonely without him in my life. |
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| Phew... |
[Sep. 20th, 2007|03:22 pm] |
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Am tired as hell! I ran around all day printing the blasted paper and stuff for the paper presentation contest. Skived off a lot of classes today, but the job's done now. I'll never submit a paper again if this doesn't get selected. It was so disappointing not getting selected for TKR, I wonder what I did wrong? Surely it was better than lots of other shit?
*sniffle*
Anyway, I have DC lab tomorrow and I haven't written the observation yet (sigh). How am I going to do all these jobs in time?
1. Have a music class today.
2. Have to buy a gift for sensei.
3. Have to do DC observation.
4. Have to submit the paper and proof-read it. |
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| Writer's Block: (like juggling chainsaws) |
[Sep. 18th, 2007|12:59 pm] |
Hmmm... I don't know if it's crazy or not, But I'd really love to be a ninja. To dress in black to be agile, swift and deadly. To be a mistress of disguise, to pretend to be weak and then kick-ass. -_________- That would be nice |
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| Long time.. so much to say |
[Jul. 24th, 2007|01:27 pm] |
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Mmm... Number one being, I'm in my third year and first semester. My exam results were fine. Exactly the same as last time. I have tons of work to do all the time, no time to even breathe... Soumya's here apparently and I have today and tomorrow to meet her, and both are not free. Arrggghhh... Records to write, music to practice (A concertish thing on 7th Aug) Importantly, the house has almost been sold, and acertain someone forget's her place often. *Bitch* Daddy's going off today again, and that means Bleach time with Mamma! ^___^ Life is okay... for now. |
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| Gah! |
[Mar. 24th, 2007|01:13 pm] |
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I can't believe I can't go home, this suxxors... just because we have some stupid branch thing that I'm no way related to... Fine then, if I have to stay, I stay but no freakin' way in hell am I attending the darn thing. |
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| Lucky, lucky! |
[Mar. 23rd, 2007|01:14 pm] |
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Can you believe I actually found my folder after I misplaced it so irresponsibly? Mou, I'm so relieved I could sing! |
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| Kawaii test! ^^ |
[Sep. 21st, 2006|10:15 am] |
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What's your inner power? (Girls only sorry. Beautiful anime pictures, lengthy results) 
Empathy- Your inner power is Empathy! This means that you have a talent for identifying others emotions, often by simply glancing at them. You are EXTREMELY shy and quiet. People sometimes dont notice youre around and seem surprised to find out you even exist in a big class. Youre the often silent, goody two shoes, and few get passed the walls youve built up to stop yourself being hurt, as you no doubt have been in the past. Not everyone understands you, in fact some think that youre a snob or worse because you rarely participate in group activities. Youre extremely sensitive, even the least harsh of words can hurt you. Only your very few, closest friends who have earned your hard-to-get trust know who you really are inside; a sweet, gentle young woman who is lonely and so desperately needing friends to support you. You can get very depressed and not always know why, despite your power of empathy, as it seems to only work for people outside you. Your friends always turn to you when they need advice or comforting, and in some way you need to give that helpit makes you feel better in return to know that youve helped out your friends. Despite your cold, impassive exterior and high, seemingly unbreachable walls, inside you are really a great, intelligent person, full of compassion and love, if only people would dare take a chance and try to get through your tough shell. Never let others get you down, or change you. You are very special the way you areeven if you dont have fifty thousand friends, you are just as, if not more extraordinary than everyone else. Reach for the stars, because I dont doubt youll catch hold of them. Boy/Girl who will sweep you off your feet: A sweet, shy and romantic man/woman. The kind of guy/woman you know will never, ever hurt you, and will love you for ever. The kind of person who believes in true love, and soul mates. Your stone: Blue Topaz Your power: Healing. Emotionally, physically, or spiritually, you heal people with your words, your actions and presence. Youre the one that the little children are always drawn to, because they know youll never let anything hurt them. Your element: Clairvoyance (The power to see objects or events that cannot be perceived by the normal five senses.) A quote that applies to you: "True beauty shines from the soul and warms the world with its kindness, compassion , and integrity."
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[Jul. 26th, 2006|03:21 pm] |
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Poonam fell off and injured herself today... no H.O.D's class today, phew. All the same it was lousy. Finally convinced Harsha to join orkut. Dad's probably coming back tommorow, so I guess my insane anime watching will come to a halt. Not that he won't let me... but nah. He'll just freak out that I'm not working or something. Hope he gets me those shell earrings I asked for. And a movie. Etto... what else? Oh yeah, I can't get my package until Poonam comes to college, and I wonder if she can tommorow... |
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| Another horrid day |
[Jul. 25th, 2006|03:53 pm] |
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We got screwed again, by the H.O.D but this time, IT WAS UNFAIR!!!!! Honestly, he developed that impression on me, and he's not letting me go! Not just me though, half the class. How great was that! My life is honestly, so shitty. I mean, this is not what I wanted! I wanted, well... I wanted to be free! |
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| Nothing much |
[Jul. 20th, 2006|06:57 am] |
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Mmm… I feel much better now! Dad went off to Trivandrum again, and Harsha’s counselling was done yesterday. Like he’d get anything good with his rank, he picked EEE in some average place. So, I have a P.D.C lab today, and still have a few drawings to finish off, but am too lazy to do anything now. Also debating whether or not to wash my hair, if I do and go out, it’ll become a dirty mop. But it’s already a dirty mop. Going to Sanju’s place for a few hours today. Also meeting Imu on Saturday! Yay! And meeting Sanju again on Wednesday. Etto, what else? Maybe I should do those drawings; he’ll throw me out otherwise… |
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| A momentous day |
[Jul. 19th, 2006|10:34 am] |
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Sort of feeling lousy right now... arghh can't type as I can't bend my hand... I donated blood today! And almost passed out for the first time too! Okay I'll write about this later as I really am not able to type... |
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| Dread... |
[Jul. 18th, 2006|07:16 am] |
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Hmmm… definitely dreading to go to college, as ironically my first period is the H.O.D’s. great. One day after I get screwed by him for cutting his class, and the first class I have today is his! Arrrrghhh! Must-resist-the-urge-to-cut-class-again… oh dear god, I’m so scared!!! Nothing to look forward to though, the boring E.C.A lab, during which the H.O.D will be present again!!!! Me don’t want to go. Hmmph. |
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| Knee deep in shit |
[Jul. 17th, 2006|08:05 am] |
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The crap pc I'm in front of in the net lab has like 16 colours, but whatever. I'm miserable, angry, in despair, everything. Honestly life just screwed me. Okay, here's what happened. We bunked the S and S class because we wanted to bunk E.C.A which was right after so we didn't know what else to do. And crap, the H.O.D found out, Shrutha came and told us to go to him and we got screwed... I feel sick. Okay, I have to go coz lunch is up and if he catches us out again he'll kill us... |
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| A Fuedal Food Fight |
[Jul. 13th, 2006|10:16 am] |
Okay, here's another one of my crazy fics. It's a one-shot, so no continuation (and just as well, it's really stupid) So, without further ado,
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[Jul. 12th, 2006|09:32 am] |
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Lots of stuff happened today. Yesterday there were serial blasts in mumbai and Srinagar and it was really heart wrenching! A girl in our college, Babli, she lost her parents in the Srinagar blast... oh my the god the poor thing, I felt so very horrible hearing that! She was an anime fan, and thus a blood sister!!! And what's worse to think about is that it could easily happen to me, or to anyone! It's so unfair! Who gives anyone the rights to take away someone's happiness? Why is that some people get to live, and others just die for no fault of theirs, why do their dreams get smashed to the ground? The paper was filled again, with grieving relatives and friends. Honestly, however set those off, what are tey thinking now? They placed them in trains? So that innocent, common people die?
The day continued in tragedy, as my younger grandmother died. It's been only like a month since grandfather died as well...
I feel horrible. |
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| Lots to say |
[Jul. 11th, 2006|07:23 am] |
Ohayo… in a way. I’m slightly irritated because I’m sleepy and as usual, Harsha’s being the pig. I mean, dad took him out on Saturday for a whole lot of work and I agree; you do get tired spending a whole day out on a bike. But it’s what, Tuesday? And he still complains that his back is aching! Honestly! And because of that I have to do everything! Little brat, how I would love to kill you….
Okay, before my murderous intent goes over the roof, let me write something else… etto, yes, I was wondering if I could take up Japanese at the ‘Central Institute for English and Foreign Languages’ (CIEFL). I mean, classes are three days a week, for two hours apparently. But I’m sure dad won’t agree. Normally he would, but seeing as I did so horribly in my first year, he might tell me to forget it and concentrate on my percentage. Oh god please let him agree. Please!
Had an okay day yesterday. Poonam was absent, but we could get her proxy for the last two hours at least. We managed to confuse our Probability Ma’m over a question a wasted a lot of time, but it was kind of fun, in a way. I’m getting angry again, as my mother is constantly making me get up and check when someone rings the bell. My precious baby brother is having a bath after all. Oooooooooooooooohhhh, I want to kill him!!!!
Hey, and you know what happened? I had this really weird dream that we had Aoshi for a teacher! Or someone who looked a lot like Aoshi. Anyway, in the dream, he gave us a problem to do, and Poonam and I were sitting together. She did it by the time he came and he was like- “What about you? Can’t you do it?” And for some strange reason, I knew what to do, but couldn’t do anything! My hands were shaking and I couldn’t punch the numbers in calci at all! And he walked off, muttering about inept students. Of course, that could be because he was Aoshi, but in the dream, I didn’t realize it till then. Weird that was…
Someone rang the bell again! And I had to go again! The stupid brat was dressing! Aaaaaaaaarrrrrghh! I hate the world. By the way, he’s not going where he’s supposed to. Weird, we hate each other, but keep each other’s secrets at least. Okay, ranted enough.
Ja ne! |
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| Monday, again.. |
[Jul. 10th, 2006|07:20 am] |
Have a whole day of boring classes to look forward to and can't cut any of them because I screwed up my first year and can't afford to screw this year up too, but DAMN! Had an anime fest with Poonam yesterday, watched RK and PMK. It was great! Too bad Anji missed it, honestly the girl is becoming more and more backward... did you hear that, Anji? So... um, let's see, I was in a mood to ramble when I started this, so here goes...
Soujiro!
Yes, He's my !favouritest! bishie ever! SOU-CHAN!!!! *waves a banner with 'I love Sou-poo' on it* I mean, he's just perfect! He's cute, sweet, a master swordsman, young, and AVAILABLE! WHY DOESN'T WATSUKI-SAMA TELL US WHAT HAPPENED TO HIM IN THE END? But in a way, that was a good thing, we can let our imaginations run wild there... but the Soujiro/Misao pairing; I somehow don't approve of it, call me jealous but I really, really don't.
*Pokes Soujiro* "ne, Sou-poo, do you approve of that pairing?"
"Stop calling me Sou-poo! It's so silly!"
"But it's soooooo kawaii!!! ne? You guys-" *looks at her readers, most of whom are asleep and drooling over their keyboards* "-drat!!!"
Okay, I'm shutting up now... have to pack my books, have a PDC class to attend,
Ja ne!
"Sou-poo, where are you....?" |
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| Chapter 2 |
[Jul. 7th, 2006|08:27 am] |
Chapter 2!
“Sesshoumaru can take this thing off Sango! Your hideous plan is not going to work” yelled Kagome at an unruffled Sango who merely looked at Miroku and yelled “Hentai!”
Miroku fell to the ground…again…but this time he just stayed there, rambling about black holes and flowers.
“We’re going to stop you, Kagome! You forget that Inuyasha can find his brother faster than you and that Hentai (Slam) can! Right Inuyasha?” Sango asked the hanyou who was miraculously lost in thoughts. ‘My brother freed me…I owe him so much…in fact I-’ He yelped as Sango hit him on the head. “What????” he grumbled, rubbing his head. “Come on Inuyasha! We have to find Sesshoumaru before Kagome and that Hentai (Slam)” And so they set off, not stopped by Kagome who was busy trying to resurrect Miroku and Shippou who was busy digging the landscape trying to hide.
“You know they’re right…” Kagome said to a somewhat conscious Miroku “Our means of transport are gone” Miroku nodded and started singing ‘Hot cross buns’. Kagome growled in frustration. “Shippou! Transform into that stupid pink balloon thingy with crossed eyes, will you?” And they were off slowly, very slowly, so slowly, the world might have ended if it hadn’t been for Kagome who forced Miroku to open the black hole and use it as a motor.
Several zips later through the land, they finally came across the poor soul in white who was calmly wandering around. “SESSHOUMARU! THERE HE IS, MIROKU! LETS GET HIM!!!!!!!!!!!!!” they crashed Shippou on top of him and Miroku, who by now was completely sane, grabbed the youkai’s empty sleeve. “Please Sesshoumaru, blast me with your Toukijin and rid me of this rosary menace!”
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Sesshoumaru’s POV:
My eyes widen with surprise at the unexpected pleasure. Wait a minute, that wench seems to want the monk to die as well. Oh well, I’ll kill her too. My hand reaches for the Toukijin…
Crash
Drat. I should have known that my half-breed brother would be here soon to save these wretched people. I turn to face him, and what I see now makes my jaw drop for the first time in my entire life. He does not look mad or confused. OMG! Maybe he’s sick. He runs over and kicks the monk out of the way, and at the same moment that tajiya appears and yells “HENTAI!”
I thank the lord Rin is not with me.
Hey wait a minute that monk just got buried! And again! And again! And again!
My sleeve came off! (Author and all the girls in the world gasp and swoon) Get your hands of it, soon-to-be-dead-monk!
Before I can do anything someone grabs my arm. It’s Inuyasha. Dear god, what’s wrong with him????????
“Niissan! I-” My jaw falls to the ground. What the hell did he call me? Maybe I’m sick.
“Niissan! You saved me! That horrendous rosary, you took it off me! Thank you so much!” My jaw is buried now, just like that monk.
“Don’t listen to Miroku or Kagome! They just want me to have that thing! You wouldn’t let that happen, would you?”
Hey, the core of the earth is HOT!!!!!! AND IT’S BURNING MY JAW!
Meanwhile, Inuyasha is rambling on. “You don’t really hate me…you just pretend to, right niissan? I-”
I don’t hear the rest. My jaw is being run over my Red Indians on the other side of the planet.
I have to get out of here before I die of a heart attack.
Incase you’re wondering, my cholesterol level is way below dangerous. Checked it just last week. I’m talking about the shock. All that walking I do keeps me in shape, you know! And that’s why I’m drop dead gorgeous!
“I think I hear Rin calling” I say, finally coming up with an excuse. “Goodbye”
Phew! I got away! And to make sure something like this won’t happen again, I’m moving!
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“Thank you niissan! I knew I could count on you!” screamed Inuyasha and stuck out his tongue at a furious Kagome. “Ha ha ha, Kagome! So what are you going to do now?” Kagome burst into angry tears and ran away. “Wha-” he stammered, feeling slightly guilty. “Don’t worry, Inuyasha. She’ll come round” Soothed Sango.
Kagome dried her tears after a while, and went back to Miroku’s half-dead body. A plan came to her. Inuyasha, Sango and Kirara were a little way off, discussing their next course of action.
“Miroku! Get up!” he didn’t stir.
“MIROKU!!!!!!” nope. No response.
“Oh Miroku, I’ll bear your child if you wake up now….”
“Hello Kagome I’m awake! So you can-”
Bonk.
“Now Miroku, I have a plan… all you have to do is promise Sango you’ll marry her! Then she’ll be so happy, she’ll take it off you!”
“WHAT?????????? BUT I DON’T WANT TO DO THAT YET!”
“You want this rosary off or not?”
“But I-”
“Perfect Miroku, I knew I could count on you! Now here’s what you do…” |
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