Mmm. Taisa/Edo.

Bah! I'm so bored! TR needs to e-mail me. NOW. I've been sending him parts of my new story because he's an ex-English teacher and I enjoy hearing his constructive criticism. He said that my writing has matured and become darker since last year. Oh, I itch to write an Elricest fic like the one that I found online a while ago in which Ed doesn't want Al to know that he likes him, so he gives himself orgasms every night and licks his own come off the floor, believing that it's close enough to his brother's because "his seed is Al's seed." Then Ed realizes how f*cked up that is and starts cutting himself. I would love to send it to TR and ask, "So, what do you think?"

Erm... anyway. Layout change (AGAIN-- someone smack me if I try to look for more FMA wallpapers) and playlist revival! I took out the artists' names because... I felt like it. Well, mostly because there are some instrumental songs that I like and intend to add but I don't know who composed them. So if you want to know the musicians, ask me or Google it.

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Bleh! Emily and I are supposed to be finished with our Aldo Leopold project by Wednesday. We should probably start. Actually... On Friday night I was supposed to send her an e-mail with a bunch of information and review questions. Let's hope that she's been slacking as much as I have, because I don't want the if-we-fail-this-it's-YOUR-fault lecture.

Anyway, my parents dragged me to New Paltz yesterday to visit my sister at her college. I freakin' hate when they do that. I watched Fullmetal Alchemist: Conqueror of Shamballa about three times in the car.

 Woo! It's the Noah/Ed mindrape scene, RoyxEd style! xD

Haha. Credit for that one goes to Cryogenia.

I'm in such an EdxHeiderich state of mind. Come on. Heiderich wants it in the ass. (Actually, it's probably the other way around... Poor Ed never gets to top.)

At the time being, I have run out of random things to post. More later. :P

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This entry is dedicated to Marysia.

Because I f*cking worship her today.

Let's see... Where to begin? Well, Marysia has been at AWA this weekend. For anyone who doesn't know, it's a con. She knew that FMA voice actors would be there, such as Vic Mignogna (Edward Elric) and Travis Willingham (Roy Mustang), and she promised me that if she were to run into them, she would call my cell phone so that I could say hello.

Yesterday she called me about a dozen times, and... karma was not on my side. I must have done something pretty damned bad, because I missed a handful of chances to talk to Vic/Travis. They were signing autographs when she first called me, so she offered to wait on the mile-long line to see them. Right after the line began to move, it was closed. 

Attempt number one: failed.

She called me back later because they were nearby, but of course, I had decided on a whim to take a quick shower. I didn't even hear my phone ring. By the time I was finished, it was too late.

Attempt number two: failed.

Nothing really happened after that, and I fell asleep around midnight. When I woke up this morning, I had a voicemail from Marysia. Something happened during the night that I'm not allowed to post... for Travis's sake. >.< Damn. It was so funny, too. Either way, I lost another chance to talk with him.

Attempt number three: failed.

This afternoon I was sitting around, playing video games and feeling mildly depressed and very disappointed. That's when my cell phone rang AGAIN. It was Marysia, and she told me, "You might be in luck." God, that made me so anxious. She gave the phone to Vic, and I freaked out.

I heard Vic say, "Hello~!" "Hi! Ohmigod, I'm so glad that I'm finally talking to you!" "Haha, I'm glad to be talking to you, too!" "How are you?!" "I'm exhausted from yesterday. The con was so busy, but we're having a great time!" "I really wish I could be there." "So do I." "One day, I swear that I'll go to a con and meet you." "Yes! Tell your mom that I'm a nice guy, and that anime isn't evil." "Oh, I will!" "Well, I know that some anime is bad, but this isn't. Promise me that you'll come someday." "I promise! ^__^"

I now have a mission in life. Eventually I WILL break away from my mother and get my ass to a con. The problem is that most of them in are in the South. What the hell? I would probably have to take a plane. *sighs*

So I didn't get to speak to Travis, but... Vic is cooler than him, anyway. ^.^ That three-minute conversation made my day. Oh, and yesterday Marysia spotted Skydark, the author of that awesome RoyxEd fanfiction, The Adventures of Roy Mustang: Sex Ed Teacher. I was able to say hi to her and tell her that I love her work. She was so modest, but she's really sweet.

I shall conclude this entry with a heartfelt thanks to Marysia for giving me the chance to speak to Vic. Haha... damn, I owe her. xD

... Here, enjoy an Ed/Heiderich moment.

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Yo.

No more angst-y entries. ^.^ I'm a happy person again! (Wait... was I ever?)

Layout change! The new background is Edward from a beautiful doujinshi called Graceful Degradation, which is RoyxEd, but that's not the point. I removed my playlist and brought back my little slideshow (in my side profile-- tell me if it works properly). I have one song now. It's called [EDIT] "Aishikoyo" by Rurutia.

Moving on to more "important" issues. I'm officially off of the soccer team. I just couldn't balance it with Honors classes, and I'm still new to all of this. I might try out again in spring. Who knows? But Marissa also decided to break away from Vadim's dictatorship, and now we both want to join Skyline (the school's newspaper) or Thabor (the yearbook), or perhaps both.

Although I kind of hate to admit it, I have to thank my mom for comforting me when I broke down. I'm finally adjusting to high school, and I like my typical school day: arrive; talk to Amanda, Emily, and Brittany in homeroom; follow Emily and Elizabeth to all of our classes, since our schedules are basically identical; run down to the cafeteria with Rebecca, since we're always the last people to finish at our lockers (I blame her freakish obsession for Adam Brody-- she always has to say goodbye to the pictures of him that she posted inside of hers); find Marissa, Erin, and the other Elizabeth, and sit with them to eat my lunch, which is usually however many fries I can steal from Erin, or sit with Shakiyla and her friends and eat a bag of chips or something, because the length of the line to order food is just ungodly; go to my last class, which is computer for most of the week, and I love the  teacher because he's sweet and funny (and he doesn't make us do any real work); chase the bus with Marissa after we're dismissed; cling to our seats as the bus stops at a certain public school whose eight billion students are all waiting to bombard us. Why the hell can't they walk home?

Enough about school. I made a MySpace yesterday... *weeps*. To all of the people who have been subliminally sending me MySpace ads (Marysia and Jennie), or otherwise just screaming "MAKE A MYSPACE!" at me 24/7: you win. But it's not a total victory! I only created an account for the sake of befriending voice actors. I'm so glad that Laura Bailey, Colleen Clinkenbeard, Travis Willingham, and Sonny Strait accepted my friend requests.

... Really, Marysia, it was just plain wrong to send me subliminal messages in FMA smut.

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Speaking of FMA smut, Closer is a new semi-favorite RoyxEd fanfic! Y'know what's sad? I began to read it during my first week of school, and once the plot of the story overcame its inital angst, it became fluffy. Roy was always hugging Ed and kissing him on the forehead and telling him that he loves to be with him, and that made me boil inside, because for the first time in my fanfic-reading history, I was f*cking jealous of fictional characters' happiness. Haha... that's so pathetic. But I'm over it now, and I'm again able to go "Aww. @_@ Good for them."

So now I have to go stare at a map of South America until the image is branded into my mind. *grumbles* Stupid Spanish tests. Stupid teachers who make their students label countries.

I'll respond to the comments on my last entry soon!

Buh-bye.

EDIT: Curses! On Friday night, my dad ran all over hell and back to try to find the FMA movie in English on DVD. None of the stupid stores had it in stock. Luuuuckily, my brother ordered it for me on Amazon, and it'll be here by the end of the week. ^_^ He's a good man. Except for the fact that he's making me give him the money...

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Yeah, yeah. Let's hope that angst isn't contagious. If it is, you're all done for.

Well, this past Saturday my dad took me to Forbidden Planet in the city to ease my school-induced pain with anime merchandise. I bought a bunch of FMA manga, which... is nothing like the show. Ed is so much cuter in the manga... (while according to him, Winry is not. He constantly says to her, "You are so not cute.") Too bad I finished all 3 volumes in one night. AND my box of pocky. Now I'm doomed.

School hasn't been HORRIBLE, but I have a big soccer game tomorrow, so I'm pretty nervous and annoyed. This team has crushed my desire to play soccer with its competitiveness. To be bluntly honest, I'm scared.

I'm going to look over some old manga and watch a few episodes of FMA. Anime... my sweet, precious solace. I would be splattered on the ground outside of a 100-story building without it. *sighs*

I have one last thing to post. Here's the original fanart of Edward to which I've taken a liking:

And here are a bunch of images that I created from it with the help of PhotoStudio.

Whee. ^_^