Snowflakes.

It's snowed a lot yesterday and Tuesday night. I'm sure you've see or heard of it; there's snow in the every one of the United States (except Florida). That's right, Hawaii too.
In my family there's a inside joke (if you could call it that...) about snowflakes. Yup, snowflakes.
Snowflakes are like vibes. If you say "My snowflakes are happy" that would mean that you are in a good mood.
My snowflakes right now are... I dunno. Kinda sad. Everyone is having a hard time, it seems, and that brings me down. It's like they're melting... And I don't have a reason to be upset. I've been having a nice time lately. But everyone else seems to be in a shitty mood... And it affects the people around them. A lot. And then those people mess up the OTHER people's snowflakes, until the whole world seems blue.
But who's there to change that? Who can break the chain? Is there anybody who can look at life optimistically...?

I get off topic easily.

My brother scares me. A lot. His voice gets so angry and loud so fast... It's very frightening.
...I pray to the Goddess that he doesn't see this....
Speaking of which, I've been reading The Mists of Avalon recently. Oh, and Fruits Basket. Mostly just Fruits Basket. xD I tried to watch the anime but then I remembered one of the most horrible inaccuracies I've ever known. So I stopped watching it... I mean... Akito's voice... Dx
Studio DEEN should make a new anime season for it, like Bones studio did with Fullmetal Alchemist: Brotherhood. I wonder if they could do that...?

WARNING: SPOILERS

This is Akito...

In the anime:

In the manga:

However, it isn't revealed that Akito is a woman until... Volume 17...ish. I don't know the chapter, though (And I'm too lazy to look it up.).

Sperare è peccato?

I guess I should just start to write and see where it goes... Let's see...
Sometimes, actually, a lot of the time, I find myself in the bathroom picking when I'm supposed to be brushing my teeth or washing my face. It's times like those that I want Mom, or maybe someone else, to come in and say, "It's okay, you don't need to pick." or hug me and tell me not to worry. But it never happens. Well, maybe it does sometimes, but I never remember.
So instead I have "deep" conversations with myself, which generally turn into mean "self-talk" about how stupid I am, or how I have no friends, or something.
It's very difficult to break out of. I'm not entirely sure why, but it is.
^That was written yesterday.^ I'm not so sure what to make of it. I don't like talking about my picking, and I especially don't like sharing it (They're basically the same thing anyway). But I guess it's necessary; I said I'd do it anyway.


In other news...
Great Meadows Morris and Sword starts today at 4:45. Someone told us he was gonna be there, but now he's moved to Amherst so he won't be going this year. Which makes me really angry because now we only have for people for the first month, which is the most important time and he didn't tell ANYONE. On a related note, my other friend is going to a different school that started on September 1st, and when she didn't show up for LHS on the 8th, everyone wondered where she was. I went to her (dare I say it) facebook page and found that one of her statuses was "School starts today!" which was on the first, like I said before. I asked her where she was and what school she was going to, but she didn't answer. So, because I was so pissed off (and still am) I removed her from my friendslist.

Good night...?

Right now I'm in such a good mood that I can't sleep. ^^;

Soooo... I've written an outline for my story. I can't believe I've never actually done that. D: I'm such a horrible writer sometimes. Heh... My story's called Twin Mages. I know, it's such an original title. I'm really excited about this one. I know it won't be my best ever, but I'm really enjoying writing it so far.The chapters are going to be (sort of) short, which will make it easier to read. I guess.

You know when you're up really late and you start hearing things that sound like people talking? I wonder if those are ghosts...

Sometimes, because I know no one will read this, it makes it easier to type what I think and believe without being judged. It's nice.

Hanners' Nuzlocke Challenge: Episode 2

     Sir Squirt and headed east today, to Route 3 and Mount Moon. We met a very strange boy who seemed to like shorts... Quite a bit. He wouldn't stop talking about them! It was weird...

     Eventually making it through a barrage of trainers, I headed into some long grass to find a new friend. There I met Sir Beaker, a lonely Spearow in need of a home. Squirtsalot and I welcomed him with open arms. After a quick trip to the Pokémon Center to heal our wounds, my two friends and I headed into the fabled Mount Moon. As expected, there were a lot of Zubat. I caught one, of course, and named her Lady Batter. 

      Two fossils were blocking the path, and I took the one less taken, and that has made absolutely no difference. 

There were Team Rocket grunts all over the place! I wonder what they were planning..? Something evil, probably.

     We made it through the caverns easily. However, we ran out of potions and had to use ninja-stealth to avoid battles. It was difficult, but we made it through. We are now safe in Cerulean City.
         

Hanners' Nuzlocke Challenge: Episode 1

     Today I started my first Nuzlocke challenge on Pokémon LeafGreen, one of the Generation III remakes of the original Red and Blue versions.  The following is an account of my Pokémon adventure, which, if all goes well, will end when I defeat the Champion of the Elite Four.
  
     I began by choosing the water Pokémon, Squirtle. I have named him Sir Squirt, short for Sir Squirtsalot. After a close win against my rival, DORK, I discovered that my Pokémon's health was automatically restored! Now if only that happened after every battle...
      
     After finally making it through the treacherous Viridian Forest, I had only met one friend: Miss Butters, a Caterpie who one day hoped to fly. Unfortunately, this dream was never to be realized: Miss Butters died in an accident while training in the northern parts of Route 2, leaving Sir Squirt and I to face the gym leader alone.

    Luckily, the gym leader, Brock, only had rock and ground Pokémon. What an idiot. Anyway, this made the battle easy, with Sir Squirt's Bubble attack quickly destroying Brock's Onix and Geodude. Though we had lost a friend, the day was still a success.

Gomen nasai

Those words are constantly running through the back of my mind... Whenever I make a mistake, it's all ways I'm sorry I'm sorry I'm sorry... Gomen nasai gomen nasai gomen nasai. It's Japanese, you see. I feel... Kinda lame for just using the word. There it goes again. Even if someone else messes up, I still apologize. But I don't say it out loud. Only in my thoughts and in whispers. I ask myself why I say sorry so often...
"Why are you apologizing? You didn't do anything."
"I know..."
-sigh-