Hello world!
For a long time, hearing Atlanta always made me think of Atlantis, which made me wonder why people were talking about it like it's a real place. When I didn't think of Atlantis, though, I ended up confusing Atlanta with Seattle. (Still do, a little.) Just a silly fun fact.
My family decided to cram in mini vacations before school starts. Since we had already gone to Gulf Shores, I was just rolling my eyes at this point. Hearing we were going to Atlanta for the weekend didn't sound HORRIBLE, but I did not want to go. Not only was I annoyed that my parents aren't letting me laze around, I just had the feeling I wouldn't be enjoying my stay.
Boy, was I ever more correct.
After arriving to the inn we were staying at and dropping off the suitcase there, we went straight to the Georgia Aquarium. We ended up stuck in traffic for an excruciating amount of time. We eventually gave up and went to the direction of an Ethiopian restaurant my dad wanted to check out. (We used to live near one in Utah, and there are none in Birmingham. He found out there were a ton of African restaurants in Atlanta, so it was one of the reasons why he wanted to visit.) The food was good, but not as good as the one we were used to. My dad said it was because there was too much anise.
The next day, we checked out of the inn and ate in Burger King for breakfast, then we tried again to go to the aquarium. The amount of people outside of the doors was insane. It was a sea of people! Instead of water, there was people! (Yeah, my sister laughed when I said that to her.) My dad talked with one of the workers and learned we probably wouldn't get in for at least an hour and a half, that last half being spent standing around in a line out in the sun. So we noped away to another location.
We checked out the line in the Coca-Cola museum (I don't even remember what Coca-Cola tastes like, since I haven't had it for yeeears), and then got tickets for the nope train. *train whistle that sounds like "nope noooooooope"*
We walked to the CNN Center and checked out the inside. There were some cool T-shirts in the stores, but they all cost at least $20. We could have gone on a tour, but I wasn't particularly interested in that, so we just left. ...After my family took a picture of me with Lady Rainicorn in front of the Cartoon Network store. I was not gonna leave until I had that!
That is pretty much when we gave up and drove back home.
Best experience of my life! *totally sarcastic*
You may use anything I posted on this blog, like drawings (although I doubt you will since they are all low quality), and you may do anything to them (even make fun of them), as long as you don't take credit for the original. You don't even have to say where it came from, as long as it's clear that someone drew it/wrote it/took a picture of it, and it wasn't you.
I mean, I'd still like to know if you use something that I posted here, but you don't exactly need my permission to do it.
Okay? Okay.
Sunday, July 27, 2014
Monday, July 21, 2014
Reading and Writing, As Usual
Hello world!
While my skin tanned nicely (and I have hilarious tan lines), I got a bit burned on the shoulders. Enough that my skin started peeling off. So, uh, that happened. ...And is still happening. When will it stop?!
(My skin isn't close to that dark; it's just the lighting of the room. The peeled parts don't look as pink in real life, either, but it's still too light for someone to not question it.)
Before I forget, read My Brothers and I, one of the most adorable manga series I have ever read! I was about to cry from the cuteness and the feels. *tear* ...But it's a good feels!
I have to read for school Alive by Piers Paul Read (why do Alabama schools force you to read during the summer? That's just mean. (In that you have to read what THEY make you read. I would just be reading manga otherwise.)) Since the school year starts in just a few weeks, I am reading one full chapter a day until then. I'm only through the first 2 chapters out of 14(?) and already a ton has happened! This book is cray-cray! And it's a true story! *shiver*
Speaking of reading, I was taken to a thrift shop by my mom and sister (everyone keeps forcing me to go to places I don't want to go to! You poo-faces, I just want to read and write!) and found all 6 books of Scott Pilgrim there. Since Broranges wants me to read them so bad, I got them. I'm thinking of sending all of them to him for his birthday, if my parents are okay with that. I would have finished all 6 by now if I didn't have to focus on reading Alive.
I have been coming up with even more ideas for stories lately. Like, I had a day where I was writing based off of what has happened on an RP forum. (People rarely get on it anymore, though. *tear* At least I can look back at what has happened there 1-2 months ago.) Also, I had a bit of a disturbing idea.
Okay, only people that know anything about Fullmetal Alchemist will get what I'm talking about here. You know how Alphonse Elric is a soul tied to a suit of armor? Because of not being in a flesh body, he can't smell, taste, or feel. (At least he can see and hear, right?) I suddenly thought: what if the senses he still had were reversed? As in, he couldn't see and hear, but could still smell, taste, and feel. As in, he doesn't lose his whole body, he loses his sight and hearing. That would completely change, like, everything!
Of course, I started writing about it as soon as I had thought about what scenes I could do.
I honestly feel so bad for Al in this AU that I've created. (I almost started tearing up when I first thought about it.) But it's just stuck in my head! I don't think the fact that alchemyfreak42 having already written something sorta similar to this is helping in getting rid of it. So I'm still adding. I think I already have the equivalent of at least 10 pages on Word... No way I'm posting until I feel like I'll really make a story out of this. (Two ideas for titles I've had is "No Light, No Light" and "I Cried Out With No Reply" which are both based on songs I found through AMVs on YouTube.)
My main prob, Bob, is that I have difficulty writing serious things. I mean, I've freaking made Alphonse DEAF AND BLIND and I have still managed to make one or two scenes very lighthearted and silly. I don't think that's a good thing in this case! It should mainly be sad, right?! So why can't I do it?! GAH!
I seriously need to draw something again. One of the reasons for this blog was to post drawings, and I rarely do that anymore, and the ones I DO show are usually not on nice paper!
While my skin tanned nicely (and I have hilarious tan lines), I got a bit burned on the shoulders. Enough that my skin started peeling off. So, uh, that happened. ...And is still happening. When will it stop?!
(My skin isn't close to that dark; it's just the lighting of the room. The peeled parts don't look as pink in real life, either, but it's still too light for someone to not question it.)
Before I forget, read My Brothers and I, one of the most adorable manga series I have ever read! I was about to cry from the cuteness and the feels. *tear* ...But it's a good feels!
I have to read for school Alive by Piers Paul Read (why do Alabama schools force you to read during the summer? That's just mean. (In that you have to read what THEY make you read. I would just be reading manga otherwise.)) Since the school year starts in just a few weeks, I am reading one full chapter a day until then. I'm only through the first 2 chapters out of 14(?) and already a ton has happened! This book is cray-cray! And it's a true story! *shiver*
Speaking of reading, I was taken to a thrift shop by my mom and sister (everyone keeps forcing me to go to places I don't want to go to! You poo-faces, I just want to read and write!) and found all 6 books of Scott Pilgrim there. Since Broranges wants me to read them so bad, I got them. I'm thinking of sending all of them to him for his birthday, if my parents are okay with that. I would have finished all 6 by now if I didn't have to focus on reading Alive.
I have been coming up with even more ideas for stories lately. Like, I had a day where I was writing based off of what has happened on an RP forum. (People rarely get on it anymore, though. *tear* At least I can look back at what has happened there 1-2 months ago.) Also, I had a bit of a disturbing idea.
Okay, only people that know anything about Fullmetal Alchemist will get what I'm talking about here. You know how Alphonse Elric is a soul tied to a suit of armor? Because of not being in a flesh body, he can't smell, taste, or feel. (At least he can see and hear, right?) I suddenly thought: what if the senses he still had were reversed? As in, he couldn't see and hear, but could still smell, taste, and feel. As in, he doesn't lose his whole body, he loses his sight and hearing. That would completely change, like, everything!
Of course, I started writing about it as soon as I had thought about what scenes I could do.
I honestly feel so bad for Al in this AU that I've created. (I almost started tearing up when I first thought about it.) But it's just stuck in my head! I don't think the fact that alchemyfreak42 having already written something sorta similar to this is helping in getting rid of it. So I'm still adding. I think I already have the equivalent of at least 10 pages on Word... No way I'm posting until I feel like I'll really make a story out of this. (Two ideas for titles I've had is "No Light, No Light" and "I Cried Out With No Reply" which are both based on songs I found through AMVs on YouTube.)
My main prob, Bob, is that I have difficulty writing serious things. I mean, I've freaking made Alphonse DEAF AND BLIND and I have still managed to make one or two scenes very lighthearted and silly. I don't think that's a good thing in this case! It should mainly be sad, right?! So why can't I do it?! GAH!
I seriously need to draw something again. One of the reasons for this blog was to post drawings, and I rarely do that anymore, and the ones I DO show are usually not on nice paper!
Sunday, July 13, 2014
Gulf Shores
Hello world!
As always, the title demands explanation.
This week, we were going to go to Youth Conference. In fact, we stayed up late to finish packing for it. But once our heads touched our pillows, it all went downhill.
Remember the other times when I talked about having a bad feeling about something? This happened to my mom and sister, and hit them hard.
In the morning, they both told me about their experiences in the night.
It starts with Mami. Mom had a hard time resting because she had a building anxiousness within her. She wanted to know if she should pay attention to it, so she prayed that, if it was real, someone else would feel it too.
Neither of them managed to go to sleep until far past 2:00 AM, maybe getting maximum 3 hours of sleep. In those few hours of dreaming, they had terrifying warnings.
My sister had a dream that she was about to be ...(molested)... by a man.
My mom woke up at the sound of my sister crying out for help. She realized after a minute of eerie silence that the "MAMI!" she heard was only in her dream.
I am not the only one to see the connection between them, which makes them even scarier. They are creepy on more than one level. They talked it over while at the same time comforting each other (my sister was still crying by the time I woke up), and decided that we definitely shouldn't go. (Well, actually, they would let me go if I really wanted to, but I said I did NOT want to go now after hearing that.) We called one of the Young Women leaders, saying that my sister just felt horrible that morning (which was true; I totally understand that, after having a night like that) and so we would stay home.
A few hours afterwards, my parents suddenly had the idea that we could go on vacation. We were gonna go next week to celebrate my birthday, but doing it now meant it was more likely we wouldn't get rained on for most of the time and, therefore, have more fun. So we switched out everything in our suitcases and drove off to Orange Beach, Alabama, which was about 4 hours. We all felt super pumped up!
Gulf Shores is the town next to Orange Beach, and we spent most of our time in there, as the Gulf Shores beach was our hotel's backyard. (It doesn't get any awesomer than that.) We were hanging out on the sand and waves, eating at seafood restaurants, and doing a little shopping. There's very few things that could've gone even better than they already did.
One of my favorite parts? On Saturday, we bought some fudge cuz I was really craving it, and when my dad told the employee that we were here for my birthday, she gave me a free chocolate-covered-Oreo. SO GOOD! The fudge is also amazing, by the way.
Only other news I have is that I'm starting to talk to I Am Darkrai again, and that I am now gonna be a beta reader for another author's fanfic! That means I'll just be fixing up the rough draft, like correcting errors and making it flow better. I hope I do a good job!
As always, the title demands explanation.
This week, we were going to go to Youth Conference. In fact, we stayed up late to finish packing for it. But once our heads touched our pillows, it all went downhill.
Remember the other times when I talked about having a bad feeling about something? This happened to my mom and sister, and hit them hard.
In the morning, they both told me about their experiences in the night.
It starts with Mami. Mom had a hard time resting because she had a building anxiousness within her. She wanted to know if she should pay attention to it, so she prayed that, if it was real, someone else would feel it too.
Neither of them managed to go to sleep until far past 2:00 AM, maybe getting maximum 3 hours of sleep. In those few hours of dreaming, they had terrifying warnings.
My sister had a dream that she was about to be ...(molested)... by a man.
My mom woke up at the sound of my sister crying out for help. She realized after a minute of eerie silence that the "MAMI!" she heard was only in her dream.
I am not the only one to see the connection between them, which makes them even scarier. They are creepy on more than one level. They talked it over while at the same time comforting each other (my sister was still crying by the time I woke up), and decided that we definitely shouldn't go. (Well, actually, they would let me go if I really wanted to, but I said I did NOT want to go now after hearing that.) We called one of the Young Women leaders, saying that my sister just felt horrible that morning (which was true; I totally understand that, after having a night like that) and so we would stay home.
A few hours afterwards, my parents suddenly had the idea that we could go on vacation. We were gonna go next week to celebrate my birthday, but doing it now meant it was more likely we wouldn't get rained on for most of the time and, therefore, have more fun. So we switched out everything in our suitcases and drove off to Orange Beach, Alabama, which was about 4 hours. We all felt super pumped up!
Gulf Shores is the town next to Orange Beach, and we spent most of our time in there, as the Gulf Shores beach was our hotel's backyard. (It doesn't get any awesomer than that.) We were hanging out on the sand and waves, eating at seafood restaurants, and doing a little shopping. There's very few things that could've gone even better than they already did.
One of my favorite parts? On Saturday, we bought some fudge cuz I was really craving it, and when my dad told the employee that we were here for my birthday, she gave me a free chocolate-covered-Oreo. SO GOOD! The fudge is also amazing, by the way.
Only other news I have is that I'm starting to talk to I Am Darkrai again, and that I am now gonna be a beta reader for another author's fanfic! That means I'll just be fixing up the rough draft, like correcting errors and making it flow better. I hope I do a good job!
Sunday, July 6, 2014
Por Ella Soy Riza
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We have finally set up our drum kit again, now in the basement instead of my room. (BASEMENT BAND!~) (I'm actually coming with potential band names.) Now if only we could find our written music...
I have been using my sketchpad a little bit more, like I had said I wanted to do. I will most likely rip out some of the pages, though, because the last one I have done has just the most horrible sketches... I wanted to cringe at everything.
I have been thinking more about crossover fanfics. I will most likely not publish any, unless I have a genius plot and know I can make a good ending for it. Until then, I'll just put any I write in my private collection. The two I have thought about and have done at least a summary for is Fullmetal Alchemist with Adventure Time (this could be super lame, but if I develop this into a full story, I will make it well thought-out and interesting) or Por Ella Soy Eva.
Most people must be like "Wut" at that last title, so let me explain a little more. It is a Mexican soap opera that was shown on TV 2-3 years ago. It was actually very unique and interesting, so it was just about the only telenovela I've ever been sucked into. Imagine: my grandma, my mom, my sister, and I were all obsessed with the show during its last month. We were freaking out on the day of the finale.
Not only did it have a big twist compared to most drama plots, it also had good leads. It's because of that show that I am such a big fan of Jaime Camil! (I always squee when I see him in a commercial or something.) Lucero is awesome-possum too, of course, although my fave thing about her is her hair. *giggle*
Back to the crossover thing. I guess it wouldn't be a crossover, it would be more like playing out Por Ella Soy Eva with FMA characters. This would be the summary of this AU (alternate universe), unless I changed the role of one or two of these people... you could mix up who does what easily for this, but this is the first casting I thought of.
Edward Elric was framed for a serious crime he did not commit. He was about to go to jail for life before he died in an accident. ...At least, everyone THINKS he's dead.
No, he is actually very much alive, hiding from the world. He needs to find proof that he is innocent before he can be freed and be with his love Winry Rockbell. He recovers over several months, (waiting for the media to calm down,) and forms a crazy plan with his cousin, Riza Hawkeye (the only one to know he is still alive): use a new identity while he investigates.Now disguised as a woman named Riza (Hawkeye is letting him use her name), Ed enters back into Amestris and finds a job in the same company as Winry, who is now going out with Ling Yao, the man who framed him.
Between watching over Winry, glaring at her criminal boyfriend, living life as "Riza Hawkeye", and keeping his real identity from being discovered, it's a surprise life manages to throw him into other loads of trouble and craziness.
Let's not forget that "being Riza" includes having a boyfriend...
That boyfriend part? In the show, the main character ends up being asked out by "her" boss, and becomes the "girlfriend" of the man so as not to make people suspicious. I did not get into the series until long after that happens, and when my mom told me, I was like *ew*. But since Juan Carlos, AKA "Eva", is totally straight, he always makes the poor guy back off. No kissing or touching or anything close to that.
My guess is that in this FMA version, that poor guy to fall head-over-heels for Ed/Riza would be Roy Mustang. *bursts out laughing* NO, maybe it should be Alex Armstrong! *starts crying from laughter*
Besides the fact that I definitely don't remember enough of Por Ella Soy Eva to write this, and I'm not willing enough to watch all of it, another problem would be trying to figure out where all of the characters would fit. Like, where am I supposed to put Alphonse? He's gotta be somewhere! I don't want to cut him out of this AU!
A few more things to mention. I watched How to Train Your Dragon 2 and Maleficent with my dad during the week. Both were great, of course.
My sister and I also spent at least 2 hours at the Mcwane Science Center in Birmingham, which is actually super awesome. Even better because they had an animation exhibit made by Cartoon Network, which had a ton of really awesome things to do. We found out that a guy was going to propose to his girlfriend there when some workers were hanging up pictures for the special event. The plan was that he and her and her kids were going to walk throughout the whole building, come across pictures of them together every once in a while, and at the very end pop the question. That is a really cute and creative idea! Both my sister and I wished we could have been present when he asked her to marry him, but we weren't exactly going to stop doing our own thing to stalk him until he finally did it. *nervous laugh*
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