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Every second, a child dies from malaria. That's thousands every day. Thank god there aren't many clocks in Africa.
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Orange,
Flower.
Just sharing some forgotten relics in my photostream.
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LOL!
Mine. O:
The body of your Blog is too short. You need at least 10 words.
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ICKY!!!!!!!!!!!!!! TYTYTYTYTYTYTYTYTYTYTYTYTYTYTYTYTYTYTYTY
*SEES PREY/PSY* *GLOMPSX100*
Phew. I'm better now. OH WAIT NO I'M NOT!!! YAY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
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Need a better workout? XD
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Last night I had a strange dream, half of it having to do with the mushi from Mushishi, and the other half about this type of pasta I like.:
(note that story has been cut off for smooth "read more"ing.)
So I'm traveling around with my friend, some girl I don't know. I'm male, but this is only before we find the first Mushi.We hear people talking about how the Gods created some gift for the children to play with, which sounds interesting, so we ask them what they're talking about, and they tell us that the Gods created a small wall of water under right where the inflatable tubish-plaything was that used to just float around for swimming children.
We're intrigued, so we go to the bay, and of course we find the 5-foot water structure. So we decide to go in, and of course I realize it's a Mushi from the inside. I happen to accidentally splash the water in my drink on myself -- water from outside, note -- and when I try to get out of the tube, (I'd explain its simple shape, but I'm not good at explaining. Well, think of it as a square shape, but the only part you can go in is a macaroni tube in it, (with two entrances), the rest just closed off.) I somehow just... can't. I try to pull myself out, but I'm either thrown back, hit by an invisible wall, the like. The other girl decides to go ask Ginko for help, and runs off, leaving me there.
So I'm sitting here alone, terrified, and unlike before anyone was trapped in here, the wall of water was GROWING. (and randomly I have a tall San Fransiscoish building behind the wall to measure its height.)
Some kids come in, and of course in my head everyone has quite a presence, let alone appearance. So anyways some kids come in, one of 'em with a backwards red cap, sucking a lolly, exact same clothes as Ness (the video game character) and a bit overweight. As they leave, deciding it boring, I decide to do a very heartless test, and splash the water in my cup on the boy. Instead of saying, "WTF B****?!" he just spreads out his arms and flies over my head, into a compartment (with automatic slide-down doors) of the inflated tubish thing that I never knew was there. Later on after just sitting and realizing this was powered by the same Mushi I had defeated in my last dream -- (though I never know it's a dream, I just thought of it as "last week".) -- the boy comes out again, obviously possessed, doing something that could be called a mix of break-dancing and hip-hop. His red cap had been replaced by a blue one (now no front or back visor) with one of those things that spins in the wind on top.
I then get an idea. I took the the cup of water (super-sized from some fast-food joint, straw in place.) and started splashing all over the dam'ed thing. The water wall grew dramatically, and now I was five to ten feet from the top of the Friscoish building. (Meaning 50-200 feet from the shallow bay below.) Strangely, no one below seemed to notice.
I tried yet again to escape, and this time, I could! I stuck my foot onto a (oddly) rock ledge, and looked down. I was now a pet from some MMOG, fighting through monsters to get to the bottom, and after a fierce battle, I was able to get to the bottom. And then I was back in the tube, this time the girl was with me, but it was more like I had gone back in time, because I found myself still poring water, the boy still dancing. Suddenly the wall grew a bit, shook back and forth, and gave us a second to be happy before we realized what was happening -- we and the float were being thrown off the Mushi.
Somehow, when we hit the water, by pure luck, we survived. The boy wasn't there, but the Mushi had probably killed him and possessed his body, just for the sake of, well, something. We laughed in the water, pushing the float far from us, and swam back to shore.
Note that this is the only half of my story that gets completed.
Back at home, (I'll assume, as it isn't my home o__o -- actually it's my old house, which I always thought was especially creepy, and I don't live with Jim, obviously.) I heard yelling from my room. I know it's a man's voice, a relative of mine, but after all the hard work earlier in the day I only opened the door a peak, out of fear it was what I knew it was. I see the man's door opened a peak, as he's fighting with something -- and then I realize what it was. The Mushi from last week! (The Mushi from my last dream was the sauce of my favorite pasta, hot, and come alive.) His door is quickly shut by the Mushi, and I hear yet another yell. I jump two flights of stairs somehow, and end up at the livingroom, which gets me lost for a second because the stairs are connected to the entry space near the KITCHEN, which is on the OTHER side of the house. Finally I'm about to leave, when I hear from Jim's room, (for some reason that room had been moved to where the washer and dryer were), the tapping of computer keys. At first I'm afraid to look, lest it be the pasta sauce typing, but then I think that's just silly and wedge my head around.
Before Jim even looks at me, he gets up as if he noticed my particular presence. Then he says happily, "How do birds sit?" Puzzled, I think about my birds, and say "On those stick-things?" "Oh, thank you." And then I tell him about how the person upstairs was about to be killed. (I said person because for some reason I can't remember which relative.) And then he says, scarily enough, "Oh, grandma?" He makes a sour face, quite like the face of an inner homunculus. "Grandma hates those birds!"
And then I just stare at this strange, strange, man, and wonder if he's been possessed.
Then I woke up, eerily creeped out.
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I just figured out that I can delete multiple spam-posts at once! XD!!
Now then.
New layout? Secret. Even though you're an admin, you're a "special" admin, and I like to bug you. So you find out when everyone else does. XDDD
I'm also thinking of some really, really, evil plots. But they're top secret for now. x3
(Since it's a tie I'm thinking of something having to do with NEITHER!)
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Heh. I just killed all of those horrible spam-bots, leaving nothing but empty complements. :3
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This book that I'm reading, Night, is turning out to be a pretty powerful piece about the concentration camps in Europe. (Biography of the author, who ended up surviving and receiving a Nobel Peace Prize and many other amazing awards, much too rightly deserved.)
At the signal, the three chairs were tipped over...
Then came the march past the victims. The two men were no longer alive. Their tongues were hanging out, swollen and bluish. But the third rope was still moving: the child, too light, was still breathing...
And so he remained for more than half an hour, lingering between life and death, writhing before our eyes. And we were forced to look at him at close range. He was still alive when I passed him. His tongue was still red, his eyes not yet extinguished.
Behind me, I heard the same man asking:
"For God's sake, where is God?"
And from within me, I heard a voice answer:
"Where He is? This is where--hanging here from this gallows..."
That night, the soup tasted of corpses.
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An answer to 905's earlier question on file uploading: of course you can! There hasn't been a time that we've disallowed it. o_o;;
Just add a file attachment to any of your posts! If you just want to host it (and not list it under your post for download) you can simply uncheck "List". :P
NOTE: This is a crosspost. For some reason I can't delete it. Weird. Anyways, this was just supposed to be on ST_, so... ya. xDPosted to _natsu's blog on SpreadThe_____
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I just heard a chilling rumour that the Dattebayo staff (y'know, the guys that sub Naruto for free and give out RAW releases) got ARRESTED. Most likely this is just a rumour, but.. Jeesh, chilling don't you think? (And answer if you know the truth!)
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Yes, I am going to be on my Windows DX more, but that's only because my Internet on my Windows is MUCH faster. I did a test where I went to two pages on both my Windows and my Mac. The Mac went on the second page and not the first, and by the time the Mac was 80% done loading that second page, the Windows was already completely loaded for two pages. I've even had to wait ten minutes for a reasonably small image to load on this Mac. These Macs, though they're much prettier, have many more features, and are way shiny, have WAY too many bugs in them. For some reason my Internet Preferences are in German, and I can't change them back to Japanese or English. Dx *sigh* Plus, the screen on my Windows is HUGE, and it's all working much better after I "fixed" it. :D
So for now, I shall only use my Mac for DivX things, and nothing more. (Except for getting links saved in bookmarks)
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It has Chii (:D) but more than anything I really like the surreal mood of it. ^^ Obviously I didn't make it, but I also wanna show off how NEAT and STUFFless my desktop is. xP
(The text on the picture is NOT part of the desktop, it was added to the screen shot after!)
http://artistsforumworkshop.org/_____/fi
(size 3.75 MB)
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There was an earthquake in northern Nihon today, and that caused a nuclear waste spillage into the ocean, which is quite disturbing. I wonder if anyone's had three-eyed children yet?
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(For my LJ-readers (if any), note that this is for my SITE, not for my LJ.)
On a whim (and a near-stab from 905) I changed all the CSS colours (most of 'em, anyway) and images on the site. Thus, it is RED. I'm rather proud of the round corners I did on the bottom of the page, actually. I worked quite hard figuring out how many pixels to take off. o-o
I'm redoing the enter page to match the header image, currently. xD
905 says the Enter Page's song by Orange Range, "Sayonara" is sad and not in a good way. That's what I thought too at first, but unlike SOME people I listened to the whole 5 minutes and I ended up liking it. ^^ You should watch the music video (Japanese knowledge required, mind you) -- it's really bittersweet but very well done for a music video. :D
(I'm not a music video fan, per se, but I like the insane ideas Orange Range comes up with -- one time they all started singing with their heads in televisions -- I couldn't even watch more than thirty seconds it was so bizzare. xD)
Well, I'll post tomorrow. I did a lot of good language (several of 'em) studying today, so that's good news. Well, good luck to you all and a good night at that.
