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07/01/2003 Entry: "Mmmm."

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Mmmmmm.

Blaaaargh.

Pfffffffffffft.

Blaaaaaaaaah.

Muuuuuuaaaaaaaaooooooooo.

New blog layout soon.

My sister fixed it for me in like, two seconds flat.

-___-

So tired.

Summer. Heat. Is. So. Hot.

Blaargh.

Bleeeeeeeeeeeeah.

Saw Charlie's Angels: Full Throttle. ::twitches:: Supreme mucho headache. Ouchies.

Need to see big green guy movie. Haven't seen yet.

Hmm. Have to call Taleen and Tanya. Must see Pirates on opening day. Orlando Bloom. Yum.

Yes, Aragorn is hot. But he looks scary blonde. Orlando Bloom, on the other hand..

Blaah.

Been reading manga. Am now re-reading a book I like.

The book ----> Naked in Death

It's the first in the In Death series by J.D. Robb (which is really Nora Roberts writing under a different name). ^_^ I own all 18 books so far in the series, which is pretty pathetic.

This here --> Imitation in Death is the new one, and this one here --> Remember When is the Nora Roberts/J.D. Robb crossover, which I also want. (Yeah, I know they're by the same person...) God, Amazon has the UGLIEST cover up for that thing. But, anyway, tragically enough, they both come out in SEPTEMBER.

My lust for these books is outweighed by my disgust of school. Bleeech. Couldn't one of them come out in August? Noooooooooooo.

Been writing fanfic again. If you click on the "more" or "comments" link, you'll see a bit I wrote from the beginning of chapter 2 of When Ice Burns (an Inuyasha fanfiction), which I haven't updated in over a year. :x Tell me, does it or does it not sound incredibly convoluted?

The forest was, for the moment, gentle. The sounds that sighed through its trees were peaceful – the sound of quiet animals settling down on soft grass, the sound of quiet breathing, the sound of the moon watching the forest. It formed into a single sound, one of quiet life, unmarred for that single moment in time by the terrors that existed in the world.

There were three particular youkai in that region of the forest, but the only noise they made were the short and light steps of the frog-like youkai, and the solid thumps from the two-headed youkai steed walking on moonlit ground.

The third youkai made no noise as he walked, for the little girl beside him was dreaming, sleeping the sleep of the soundly exhausted. But she was not scared, for through her sleep, she could feel the presence of the one who walked by her side, the one who would protect her. She would not be left alone to wonder in the dark, to steel her will and strength, to hope quiet and desperate dreams that would never come true.

Another young girl had once done so, years and years ago, sleeping in another forest far away, waiting to protect all those that depended on her. That had never changed, even as she grown older and older. And then, her life had ended, at the end of her hopes and loneliness, drenched in blood and revenge and the cruelty of love. And fifty years since, that young woman had been woken up again, not to live, but to exist, and this existence had began, drenched in blood and revenge and the cruelty of love. And she, too, walked in that same forest that night, on the pathway that the moon had given her.

REALLY THICK. It sounds so incredibly WEIRD I don't know what I should do anymore >.<

Maybe I should do what other Inuyasha fanfic writers do and just THROW the people I want to get together together, but frankly, I don't think I can handle writing Sesshoumaru lusting after Kikyou and vice versa, especially since the latter is somewhat....

Dead. Like, zombie like?

But that's not the point.

I have an Inuyasha Tanabata (a holiday taking place on July 7th) fanfic half-finished. I want it posted on tanabata, but IT'S NOT DONE AND I ONLY HAVE 6 DAYS AND I'M NOT WAITING A YEAR TO POST IT.

...

I need.. to relax. Bye now.