I. Am. So. Pissed. Off. Right. Now.












I have not been this angry since I went berzerker and killed numerous Humes.










ooc: Naturally Fran got kidnapped and I WILL be on tonight for RP.

I wonder how the Weevil handled this incident?

This time, I know not what to make of all that has happened. But one thing is for sure... This has been a most humiliating week for myself. I know not what to make of such things that occured. But for who made them occure, my choice for what I believe should happen is set.

Everyone has gone off their rockers, but who cares.





Because I'm the sexiest one in this place anyway.

I don't feel like sticking around this ship at the moment. I have some people I want to seek out. Balthier first... and than Jack.

Thursday will prove to be something new. Since I have been living among humans one thing I have not done is celebrate their Holiday's. Major Holidays, like this Thanksgiving. It is not a terrible concept; I am surprised the humans had a 'nice' holiday.

Installed a CD player in the cockpit of the Strahl.

I'm happy to have my room back with my bed and favorite pillow.

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I despise not having my own possessions and room. Instead it is at the hands of numerous hormonal teenagers.
If I find one thing out of place (and I know exactly where everything is) all of you who have taken the Strahl will meet my wrath. I have grown tired of losing my home and having to find places to stay for a few nights because of reckless decisions.

I'm interested and somehow not alone in a sense. An Elf has come to the highschool. A creature that my own people are very, very similar too. Beautiful, wise, strange-eared, immortal, beings of the woods.
However he's more concerned about his beauty than his brain.

... Like sixty percent of the rest of the men in the school.

I'm so bored.

Why bother dressing up. People think I am a costume already. I would have offered to Balthier the option of 'trick-or'treating'which means stealing candy from kids all night but he is going to the dance to make sure kids have safe sex and don't get too drunk after spiking the punch (which has a 99.9% chance of happening).

I'll stay on the Srahl and hand out candy.

Depressing.
The war. The politics. It all makes me feel ill. Humans can think up the most suffocating things. But most of all, three people I know are fighting there right now. I would like very much, to see them come back. In times like these I regret not saying certain things.
I lost count of how long it has been since they left.

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Some people are bound to never have happy endings.

This is the first... and lat meme I will do.

1.) Pick a song that you love that you want me to forever associate with you.
2.) Find it on youtube.com
3.) Comment anonymously with the link and I will try to guess who you are.
4.) Post this in your journal so you can make a mix that reminds you of the people on your friends list.

Annoying.

I stayed on teh TARDIS last night. It is good to be back on the Strahl, bu John SMith, thank ou for your hospitaliy. I was shocked things were somewhat sane.
Balthier, Gren and he others..welcome back. Balthier, I hope you brought me gifts.

Came home early from New Mexico (to give Balthier and Gren alone time). I got caught in a crossfire of hair color changing between two spellcasters.

Why does this always happen to me? It is bad enough getting caught between Yuri and every fight he picks in the school or on the streets. I already have things on my mind, but getting my hair color changed back should not be one of them.

I went to go get a hotel room to stay in, but with this hair color and with what I am, I am now attracting far too many weird looks. I don't want to have to shov another bellboy out of my path to stop staring. Fine. I will sleep outside. And tell myself over and over again to not hurt people.

Even on vacation I can't be at ease. There was a fire in the jungle over in Ivalice. Ashe had told me Roy went over with her to find the source. The trouble caused over in that world is leaving me ill in thought. As much as I would rather my mind be in the present and where I am, I do not feel this way.
The sky is beautiful here. Clear and crisp. You could fall in love with such a site and never want to leave.

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Sand. There is lots of sand. And dry land.

This is not Flamingo Heights.

There needs to be less land and more alcohol.

Balthier has explaining to do.

The wedding was beautiful. I even enjoyed building a near world record breaking pyramed of shotglasses with Jack. Because of his fruity attitude and Balthier's fruity attitude certain purssuasion I tried these things called 'Jello Shots'. I had twenty. On top of everything else I drank (wine, more wine, rum, six white russians, fuzzy naval, dirty girlscout, red headed slut)..... Who thinks up these rediculous names of shots?

I wasn't aware we should have dates someone to accompany us to the wedding. After much annoyance, questioning, and never giving up until I would be cracking my knuckles in front of his face, I told Jack it would be okay for him to pick me up at four pm tomorrow to take me to the wedding. I hope he at least has a decent ride. If not I'm going to be the one driving him on my airbike.

But...

On my way back from the University there was a press conference outside. Mister Harold Saxon was giving a strange, but well done (and heart felt?) speech. Then pulled me over to interview me and asked me questions about what I think would be best for the city, what do I want to see changed, and more... Then asked me out on a date, in a whisper of course.

Something strange is in the air. I can feel it.

I'm going to be on TV -_-;.

And I am not a Playboy Bunny.

I am digusted that every conversation about porn on the Strahl ends up being a conversation about me. Hmph. >/ I blame Balthier. I should have known the moment I joined him on the Strahl he would be turned on to Viera Porn. Though it is flattering being a role model to Winry and Lina. Lady Ashe was very kind to assist me in shopping yet again. She was also correct (if not letting her Queen Bee side show the tiniest bit) that I would be no good in picking out a very nice dress and acessories for a very formal wedding. I spent the entire day with her, and found out that she will be moving in with Colonel Mustang. To me it was not all that surprising (I am in fact happy for her). I also hope pray wonder stress that letting Ashe pick out my clothes this time without denying her opinion was the right move. If you ask me, I think both of our tastes are too revealing. I got more stilletos.
Balthier, I used your entire paycheck for the month on my dress for the wedding. Then I used your entire paycheck from last month on my accessories. So you can use my conditioner now. But not my shampoo.
Thank you, Winry and Lina, for letting me eat new sugary things and watch movies last night. It was somehow exactly what I needed.
Why did Rose let Jack go? She said she would never let go...stupid hume.

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Suddenly classes have begun. And suddenly everyone on the TARDIS, which appears to be a phonebooth, is staying in Flamingo Heights.
Gren and MakubeX are still gone and we have not gotten word from them. However, the security guard, Faye Valentine, is gone as well.
I now have something more to do with my day. Balthier, why I am in class don't do anything stupid I know you're in a slump.
Students are not excused if they do not show up in my class today. The class will run for five hours, you are allowed to bring a small snack, bu no food or drink is allowed to be eaten in the room.
Your first project will be to pick one and only one, flying machine designed by Leonardo Da Vinci, and you must build it to its full size make it work. The hume Leonardo Da Vinci designed hundreds of flying machines, so you should have no trouble finding one that you would like to build. However when you pick one out that you want to build, you must run it by me first and we shall confirm that you can make it.
I have just discovered, yesterday, the wonderful Compact Disc Player and the Compact Disc. Music will be played in my shop class, however I do not know much variety in music so students may bring compact discs in. Since Gren is not here I will be borrowing his compact Discs.
Students will recieve one extra point for bringing me carrot cake.

The Strahl has become very quiet in a matter of one day. It will not last long but until our comrades come back I can not imagine the people on board will be at ease.
No comment on my kidnapping, but I give extended thank yous to Seiji and Jack. Seiji because he was very kind and pulled me up and out of the water when I was running out of breath and near drowning from the heavy dress I had been wearing. He even tried to save Jack if he knew CPR. I did not even know the boy until the other day. If there is any way I can thank you, Seiji, please say so.
And I thank Jack for 'rescuing' me on the ship that belonged to Howl. I say 'rescuing' because all that happened was us running into one another first before I saw the other people on board. I also say 'rescuing' because he attempted to save me when drowning as well, but I instead had to save him. In fact I had to save him twice. The second time didn't even have to happen had I of been properly informed. Nevertheless, Jack tried and 'almost died' saving me, which was very stupid but not cowardly. Thank you, Jack.
And thank you 'Strahl Crew' for coming to save me.

Classes...have still not started at the University. So I began looking for a new job. As I was looking for a new job today I found a bakery and tried, for the first time, a carrot cake *-----*. It was the best thing in the world very good. I now know that I adore do love carrot cake.

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Because I have been kidnapped and not 'saved' yet... I missed one of the only things I was looking forward to this year. Now I have to wait until 2008.

I want to destroy everything.