Rawrness

Well, well...it's been far too long, hasn't it? Well! Here I am again. And I'm happy. Happier than normal. Guess why? I has Rawr. Rawr is my boyfriend (in case you haven't noticed, I don't use real names). To put this plain and simple, he's awesome. Amazing. Yeah you get the picture. He made me cookies! He freaking made me cookies!!! And they were peanut butter cookies too. :3

 This going to be short because I have to go. I'll be updating more often hopefully. :3 so keep an eye out for me! Laterz!


-The Neko

Remember: A Hetalia 9/11 Tribute

Dedicated to those who remember, those who lost and those we lost on 9/11

September eleventh, a day that still scarred Alfred deeply. It had been ten years since the actual attack. Ten years to the day. He’d noticed how over the past few years no ever talked about it. There were no remembrances at the schools, no moment of silence for the lives lost in the twin towers. Children who’d been born after the incident barely knew how important this day was. It added to the weight Alfred felt every year when this day came around.

He sighed and sat up, throwing his legs over the side of the bed. They had a World Meeting today and he knew he needed to attend. He stood and started getting dressed, grabbing his flight jacket on the way out.

At his arrival no one really noticed his strange mood. Even his comrades had forgotten about 9/11. That saddened him even deeper. He didn’t contribute to the meeting at all that day. All they ever did was arguing anyway and Alfred wasn’t in the mood to argue with them.

There was one who noticed the American’s sadness. Matthew sat quietly in his seat feeling helpless as his brother remembered the pain he’d gone through that day. The pain his citizens felt. The loss and helplessness so many of them had known. Alfred stood from the table and walked out of the room.

“What’s the matter with him?” Arthur asked frowning. Matthew glared at the older country. Arthur felt amethyst eyes on him and turned towards the shy Canadian country.

“Check the date, Britain,” Matthew said standing. He jogged out of the room and started looking for his brother. He found him sitting on the floor, leaning against the wall. He was staring at the ceiling. Matthew sat down beside him and sighed. “I’m sorry…” He said softly.

“None of them seem to care anymore,” Alfred whispered, shaking his head. “Why don’t they remember?” Matthew sighed.

“I don’t know,” He said. Alfred sniffled quietly. Matthew wrapped is arm around his brother’s shoulders. “I’m sorry…” He said again as Alfred cried quietly.

“I still feel it…” The American said wiping at his teary blue eyes. “Ten damn years and I still feel it like it’s happening right now.” Matthew hugged his brother comfortingly. “No one cares anymore. Why am I the only one who remembers?” Matthew could tell that Alfred was getting angry. He turned the American to face him.

“I remember,” He said sternly. “I will never forget.” Alfred sniffled softly and grinned thankfully.

“I’ll remember that,” He said. Matthew gave him a small, comforting smile and Alfred laughed lightly in relief. They stood and Alfred wiped his blue eyes of any trace of his tears.

“America,” Someone called from behind them. The turned to see Arthur standing there with a slight frown on his face. “I apologize for forgetting the day. It was quite insensitive of me.” Alfred smiled at the nation.

“Thanks,” He said. Arthur sighed in relief.

“Can we please get down to business?” He asked seriously. “After the meeting we’re have a remembrance ceremony. Japan requested it…with the backing of most of the countries. …Minus Russia.” Alfred laughed.

The meeting went like it always did; lots of arguing and nothing really getting done. But Alfred did feel better. At the remembrance, Japan and China set up a Buddhist style shrine with a picture of the twin towers. It was quiet and short, but it lifted Alfred’s spirits easily. By the end of the day he was his usual cheery self again. He had thanked the other nations and left the World Meeting.

Looking at the sky as he walked to his hotel his breathed in deep and sighed. It was really a beautiful day.

Fin

Coming Soon: Remember, A Hetalia 9/11 Tribute

The tragedy of September eleventh is almost upon us again. It's been ten years since the day we lost the twin towers and all their occupants. I pointed out in my last post that I had become a fan of an anime called Hetalia. An anime about the countries as people. 


Well, in remembrance of that day I am writing a Hetalia fanfic. The title of the fanfic is Remember. On Sunday I will post the fanfic both on here and on fanfiction.net. 


9/11 is a day that no American should forget. I hope you guys get to read the fanfic. Thank you. 


-Neko 

A New Obsession

Okay...so here I am, and thanks to my friend Lilbit I have a new obsession called Hetalia. It's an anime where all the countries are people. The episodes are only five minutes long. I've only seen episode one thanks to my crappy internet connection at home. But I still love it.
Since I refuse to break the streak of cat pictures on this blog I put a picture of America (Alfred F. Jones) as a Neko. Which makes me extremely happy! GO NEKOS!!!
So, that's one of my main obsessions now. Thank you Lilbit. I still blame you. That's my randomness for now. Laterz.
-The Neko

Killer Headache

So, today was basically like yesturday other than the fact that The Woman begged me to come into the living room to watch some movie with her. I got sick of her pouting and decided I might as well humor her. The light in the room was too bright for me and I ended up with a headache, that I still have. It hurts like hell. It's pounding and everytime I blink it bursts in pain. But I shouldn't be complaining right now.

I've been having a lot of trouble with my inspiration and writing. I guess I'm just out of inspiration. I might find some later, but for the past week or so I've been bled dry it seems. Even when I'm BSing (Brain Storming) with Lilbit I barely have the same enthusiasm as I used to. Ah, well. Once again, I'm complaining.

When complaining, ductape your mouth shut 'cause no one wants to hear it, not even yourself. It's a common fact in life. So, yeah, I have a killer headache because I hate the light. I prefer to be in the Abyss, but this day didn't turn out the way I'd hoped. I guess we're all suckers for bad cercumstances. It's not that much of a surprise, now is it?
-The Neko

P.S. Kick my ass next time I complain. Thanks.

Been A Long Time

I realize that it's been a long time since I last posted. I've been avoiding it because I don't really know what to say. Life sucks, plain and simple. Family sucks, friends abandon, and the only thing that saves me is reading, listening to music and writing. Those are my only outlets and they save my life everyday. I get to escape from the harshness of reality and sink myself neck deep in dark scenarios, twisted characters, and ever flowing words.

Anyway, today I got to stay in The Abyss (my room) for the majority of the day, hiding from sunlight and sipping on my second worse addiction (Dr. Pepper, my first being music). Today was relatively stress free other than a call from Mr. Heroin Man. He got The Woman all riled up. It wasn't very pretty but she calmed down after a minute.

Well after that I crawled back into The Abyss and continued reading and writing with music blasting. Many times The Woman came in and looked at my stereo then at me saying "can you listen to something softer?" as the acid rhythms and pounded bass of some of my bands oozed out of the speakers. I just grinned and said "sure" before popping in Mozart. The Woman would give me 'the look' before leaving the room. Then I'd just change my music back to the acidic tunes I'd been listening to before.

I'm a vindictive little bitch, aren't I?

So, now that you know what I've been doing all day I guess I'm done. A few parting words. When you're beating up an enemy, it's not physical abuse, it's anger management.

-The Neko

My Response To The J. Crew Incident

Here's the deal. I just read an article on Yahoo about Jenna Lyons, the president and creative director of J. Crew. There was a picture of her with her son in the section titled "Saturday With Jenna." That's not was got all these stiffs riled up however. It was the fact that she was painting her son's toenails neon pink. What's the problem with that? Nothing in my opinion. It happens to be the boy's favorite color. Teenage boys paint their nails black, or other colors! It's really no big deal. But they make a big to-do about it because it's the First Lady's favorite magazine and it promotes "liberal, transgendered identity politics." Whoooo!!! Scary! That's just bullshit. So what if they are?! It would be a good thing! It'd be a good change for those boys who do enjoy painting their nails pink and those girls who like to wear baggy shorts and hang out with the boys. It would be amazing for the homosexual and transgender comunity! Anyway, if any of you want to comment and add on, feel free. Here's the URL for the article: http://news.yahoo.com/s/yblog_thelookout/20110413/ts_yblog_thelookout/hot-pink-toenailed-boy-in-j-crew-ad-sparks-controversy That's all for now. Add on and let me know what you guys think! -The Neko

Need Sleep...

I don't know how many weeks it's been since I've had a good night's sleep. I'm aways at a friend's house studying, doing a project, or on the couch at my boss's. I was able to sleep in my onw bed last night, but it wasn't long enough. I went to bed at around midnight and I had to get up at 6 in the morning. I know that some of you get less sleep than that, but my body is starting to give out. I've been living on dozing sleep for a while. I do sleep good when I go to a friend's, but it's not the same as my own bed. You know what I'm talking about, right? Right now I just want to curl up under my giant comforter, cuddling my stuffed tiger, Sweeney, and sleeeeep! Unfortunately, I can't do that.

Good news is, I'm going to be going to my friend Lilbit's tonight. We have to finish our after-school program project. We're almost finished. Hopefully our third Troublesome Trio member, Mousey, will be there. She saves us when our brains go "pfft." Tomorrow we have to take the ACTs. It's an alternative to the SATs. No fun what-so-ever.

It's basically a timed test that doesn't even measure your success rate in life. Statistics show that people who fail the SAT are better meant for the world. I hope I fail! That means I'm a genius! Anyway, I'm going to go braindead in about three seconds, so I'll be signing off now! -The Neko

Torture!!!

People like to torture me! It's official! Ky was helping me with math homework, right? And she was making it seem so easy when my poor brain didn't understand what the hell she was talking about. Anyway, she did help and it was only four questions anyway. It really wasn't that bad, but I never understand math. I'm not a number person.

Earlier we were working on our motor for physics and it wouldn't work!!! The dumb wire wouldn't spin...we're going in tomorrow to get help from Gerbal and Lilbit. Fun, huh? Not on my watch. I'd rather be writing in one of my stories. They happen to be a lot more fun than a bunch of physics and number confusion.

That's just me. I have nothing against people who do like it. In fact, I would gladly like those people's help. So, if you're out there...HELP A POOR NEKO UNDERSTAND NUMBERS!!!!

I'm signing off for now, so until then...

-The Neko

Kill Science!!!

It's official. Science hates me and I hate it too! I just finished the science benchmark and I swear my head hurts worse than it ever has before. I can't stand science. I used to be able to tolerate it, but not anymore. I can't wait until class is over and I can just go eat! I didn't have much of a breakfast....and I'm not a big French toast fan either. Especially when it's the frozen kind that you get from the freezer section in your local Kroger's. Kind of sucks.
Anyway, I'm sitting in Physics right now with a bunch of people around me testing. I'm the second one finished. I swear it looks like Gerbal (my nickname for my Physics teacher) knows that I'm blogging right now. I really don't care. I wonder what he'd say if he found my blog...Probably nothing.
My head still hurnts from all that damn science...I don't like it...I'm trying to get an army together so that we can destroy science all together. Please sign up in the comment box!!! I have an army of evil kitties to back us up!!! Thank you!
Signing off for now,
-The Neko

What A Weekend :3

What a weekend...It was amazing! I love riding ATVs! They may be bumpy but it's so worth it! When I rode with Ky she went really fast and it was amazing to feel the wind in my hair and brush pass my cheeks. I couldn't help but grin and laugh the whole time! Even though my booty hurts XD! It was still a lot of fun. We had so much fun!
Ky and I picked up a bunch of cans while we were riding, but not all the time. We went on the trails at Soggy Bottom and she does drive fast but what the hell? That's the best part about it! Speed is the best part of it! I can't wait until the next time we go, if we can. The Soggy Bottom near us is closing up soon...all because they struck oil.
That can get them a lot of money, but so what? The place is amazing! So much wildlife! I can't count how many deer I saw out there. They were so beautiful! We stopped once and saw a couple of them laying down. They weren't even bothered by the ATVs because they were so used to it, plus there's no hunting. Thank God! I was glad I got to see those beautiful creatures so close to us. It was an amazing weekend.
That's all I can really say for now. Well, until next time this is The Neko signign off! Laterz!

FREEDOM!!!!

WHOOP!!! Today is the last day of school until spring break! After school, it's straight to camping with my friend Ky. We're going to Soggy Bottom to get dirty and muddy from ATVing. It'll be my first time, but it's going to be a lot of fun :3. I'm a bit sad because I won't get to see my boyfriend on his birthday because he'll be in Europe. But it's all good, we'll get to see each other on the next weekend. Me and Ky are going to be a couple of mud cakes by monday XD. Anyway, it's early and I'm a bit tired. I have to turn in Ky's English paper. No, I didn't write hers for her and no, I wasn't able to finish mine. I'm dooooooommeeeed!!! Oh well...I could e-mail it to Dougy (my English teacher). I hope he doesn't mind. I'm going to go ahead and maybe catch a few more Z's before heading to class. Later peoples! Signing off for now, -The Neko

SHIIIIIT!!!

DAMN IIIIT!!!! This has to be the worst delima I've ever had!!! I can't write an English paper! AND ENGLISH PAPER!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! I'm ussually great at writing English papers. But for some reason I just can't write it! I've read the story, Greasy Lake, that I'm supposed to analyze at least three times, been through the articles five times and sat looking at my laptop's cursor blinking at me for three days! I can't stand it anymore!!! The fucking paper is due tomorrow! And I don't know what to write!!!

If that's not the worst of it, The Woman is telling me to reread the fucking thing. I'VE READ IT THREE TIMES!!!! I can't read it again!!! I'll go CRAZY!!! Well...I already am, but still!!! Why can't I just figure this out???

I can't believe I'm saying this but FUCK ENGLISH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! I don't care how awesome my teacher is, I can't do this! It's too much...I can't stand the way this is pressuring me...I really hate it.

I better go before the water works start...Signing off for now.

-The Neko

Long Day...

Well...Today was one of the longest days of my life. It was a good day, I'll admit. The first thing I did was wake up at my friend, Lilbit's house. I had spent the night because the next morning we were going to church for Ash Wendsday. Yesturday was Mardi Gras, or Fat Tuesday. This morning we woke up at 5:15 A.M. to get ready. It was really cool. I can see the ashes on my head in the reflection on my laptop XD.

Anyway, after church we went to school. We were messing around in my Physics teacher's room until we had to get on the bus to go to the George Bush Library. It was really cool. I liked the gifts that were given to them by the other world leaders. My favorites were the vase that was presented to them by the amabasador of Japan, the bible with mother of pearl, one of the swords and the gun with encrusted diamonds.

After the tour we heard a few A&M professors speak. They were pretty good. After two speakers we ate lunch. Mine was small because on Ash Wendsday you're supposed to fast. Anyway, after lucnh I ended up running into a really close friend of mine from another school; Dezzy. She's still as beautiful as ever! She was all dressed up too! And she looked really good.

After my reunion with Dezzy my school saw another speaker who talked about radiology. He was interesting. I think it was his Russian accent, but the subject was really cool too. After that, we all went outside and borded the bus back school, where I'm sitting now.

I'm actually sitting on the cabnet in the back of my Physics teacher's room listening to One Man Wrecking Machine by Guster. It's been a long day, and this black Neko is a bit sleepy. It was a good day, and all in all a quite satisfying day. No matter how loud my classmates get, they won't be able to spoil my floating mood.

I'll be signing off for now. Until next time,

The Neko

Give Me A Break! Or I'll Break...

I really need a break. I've working my nonexsistant ass off and I'm getting nowhere. People keep telling me 'Oh, you'll be fine' 'you'll get through it' and 'it's no big deal.' BULL FUCKING SHIT!!! I can't get anything done when I've got someone shitting on my every move. It's sucks ass.

I'm writer, okay? Plain and simple. I write stories. I make characters. I create plots and twists and senarios. I'm no mathmatitian! When I make a low grade, I'm alway scowled upon and then told, 'oh, it's okay. You'll do better next time.' And when I do do better the next time, I'm told it's not good enough. What am I supposed to do? Make a 120?! Highly doubtful.

Like I said, I'm a writer. The Woman (because the opresser in my case isn't The Man) tells me that my writing is so good and amazing and that it grabs you on the first sentence, but then she turns around and tells me that what I write is going to get me into a lot of trouble. Do I really care? Maybe I want to get in trouble for telling these things to the world! It'd be good for them in my opinion!

Anyway, that's all I'm going to rant about for now. Maybe next time I'll have some good news. Until then, this is the Neko signing off.