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I have several things to say that may or may not benefit certain people.

1) If you have a problem with a person's behaviour, step back and think about it carefully. If you decide it's something that must be dealt with, talk to them. Sometimes you need to take initiative yourself instead of waiting to see what happens.

2) Communication is the true secret to long-lasting relationships. You have to give as much as you take, even if you suck at it; if the person cares about you, they'll give you space to explain yourself. If they don't give you space, tell them you need it. Chances are the other person isn't perfect, either.

3) If you demand that someone reinstate their position in their relationship, constantly reassuring you that nothing has changed, you are driving that person away. Paranoia =/= trust. Silence =/= effective communication. This should be obvious, but there's still so much unsaid. If you need presents (whether in the form of flowers or RP tags) to believe the relationship is surviving, you're putting a crack in solid, steady ground.

4) One can only be doubted so many times before it stops being worthwhile. Once bitten, twice shy, after all. You can't trail friends along after you with breadcrumbs.

5) Drama is the second biggest cause of broken friendships in this world. The biggest is money. Don't let drama explode - talk it through.

As an addendum to that, don't get upset if someone spends money on themselves instead of on a trip to see you. It's not that they have a preference, it's that they don't want to play favourites. Which, apparently, is the impression I am forever doomed to make.

6) Have a little courage, and a little faith. Some things are worth fighting for.

And that is all.
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So I started my new job this week. Some of you have heard how things went. For those who haven't and would like to, a pleasant and convenient summary for j00:

Akai's new job in a nutshell )
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No names mentioned, since I'm not that spiteful and bitchy. I just had to say it.

A recent private message exchange via Fanfiction.net:

He sent:

Hey, I've been reading your stories a bit, and I've been wondering...mind if I take the basic premise of Snow Red Village and do a story based on it?

I probably won't even post it here, but I figured I should get permission ahead of time just in case I do.


..... okay, I'll bite.

I sent:

Basic... premise? What do you mean? Just curious. I likely won't mind as long as you're not copying anything directly, I just like to ask these things, because I'm nosy like that.

I'm actually rather impressed that you asked. So many authors just go ahead and do it. Asking for permission, even if it's only vague inspiration, really shows maturity in an author. Maybe there's hope for this site yet!


He sent:

What I meant was the survival of Tomoe changing the story.

I'd still be using the 'daughter/Meiji silencing' bit, but I always felt that if something that different happened, the Kaoru/Yahiko/Sano concerned bits wouldn't have happened so similarly to canon.

Obviously, things like Shishio, Gohei, Raijuta and Megumi arcs would still happen, just in different ways. I always figured that delaying Kenshin's wanderings would end up bending the dates and therefore the storylines, so the arcs happening almost like in canon always made me frown a bit.

Thanks for permission, by the way, and if I end up posting it here, I'll let you know!


........... what.

And here I rant. )
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So I finally got around to beating KH2 in English. It's so nice to understand all of what the characters are saying. (Granted I read a translation like a month ago but it's not the same.)

Looking back at my initial squealage, I'm amused at how much bouncier I was about the Japanese, simply because I focused so much more on expressions, tones, and actions rather than words. If I had to do it all over I would so play the Japanese first again. Especially the ending. There was a lot of important stuff there that I totally missed noticing a second time in English (and then proceeded to go "WAIT. I MISSED THE LOOK/EXPRESSION/WHATEVER. AUGH.") and I'm glad I was able to pay attention. Despite the utter confusion.

Once again the final battles were a bitch. I have no idea why I find them so obnoxiously hard. Rrr.

Recent discussion in [livejournal.com profile] 0kingdom_hearts led me to rewatch Deep Dive/ASAS, which in turn got me thinking.

Here's where the pondering goes. Don't clicky if you no beaty. )

All in all, I'm glad I took my time with it; a few people beat it in like, 3 days to a week. I just can't register the waste of about $100 - with the guide, anyway - for three days of squeeing excitement. (Hell, [livejournal.com profile] tonberry, didn't you beat it in like, two?) Even KH1 and the Japanese version lasted me about a month. But I digress.
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Mmkay. I usually don't do this but I've been pissed off majorly and I can't just sit quietly. I don't even care about language, which is... rare for me, to say the least.

Apologies for the length.

To the Readers )
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DOES NOT CONTAIN HARRY POTTER SPOILERS )
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Okay, so, uh, today. Today was... yeah. I'm tired. And I'm sore. And I wanna keel over now but I WON'T because I've been looking forward to a night where I can relax.

...for a whole two hours. Woo, go me. ANYWAY!

I feel like I've accomplished nothing and had no free time to myself this week, O.o Working = suckage, money = yay, so I guess... suyak or something. Yeah, I'm tired, can you tell?

But hey, this is my LJ so once in a while I get to rant. And here's my rant of the... something. Yeah. Read and weep. Or something. I say that a lot... it's probably not even a rant. But whatever.

Same-Sex in Canada )

Eh, enough with that. Interesting way to end this...

Straight Preference
You scored 16 (-52 being completely gay, 0 being bisexual, and 52 being completely straight)

You are not exclusively heterosexual, but you prefer the opposite sex
over the same sex. While you might be willing to fool around with the
same sex to some extent, you would go all the way with the opposite
sex. If you are sexually inexperienced, it is possible that this could
change after you do some experimenting.



My test tracked 1 variable How you compared to other people your age and gender:
free online datingfree online dating
You scored higher than 45% on Orientation
Link: The Sexuality Spectrum Test written by tall_man_54 on OkCupid Free Online Dating


...I'm sooooo surprised. Really.
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And now for something completely different. (Because I need something to ruin my good mood, obviously.)

omake )
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Mmk. First point - in a woodshop, SAFETY FIRST. Everyone is taught this. Seriously... everyone. Safety is the first thing you learn before even ENTERING a shop. When you're doing work that involves your hands being near large spinning blades, knowing safety procedures is a good thing. I would hope.

Some people don't understand this. Some people think it's a good idea to poke, or push, or run past, or bump into others who are using said blades.

Therefore, I will note that anyone who touches me while I'm using this equipment will swiftly lose whatever appendage/tool happens to have touched me, and then some. You may call me stiff, or too serious, or a bitch. I call myself one who wishes to keep her digits. (No, really. I find them quite useful.)

Example of Students-Who-Are-Hazards-in-and-of-Themselves:

Raf. From Persia. The stereotype that the smart kids are the foreign kids obviously doesn't apply. I am seriously getting THIS close to strangling him. It's... constant... headache... and it's killing me. Slowly. Painfully. Ai.

He tried to poke Heather with his tape measure yesterday while she was using the jointer. You know the jointer? Textbook says:

Jointer - a multipurpose tool for surfacing face, edge, and end grain. The cutterhead has three or four knives that rotate at about 4000-5000 RPM. The length of the cutterhead varies from 4"-12".

You use the jointer by pushing the wood overtop the cutterhead, pushing aside the guard as you go, to make one side of the wood flat. Our jointer is about 8". Would any of you REALLY want someone to startle you as you're using an 8" blade?!

Now, I grabbed the tape measure and held onto it until she was done, hoping (just hoping) he'd get the picture. But he kept trying to pull it back, and then got mad when I wouldn't let go. Excuse me?! Heather and I both chewed him out but did he care? No, of course not, because the woodshop is here to have FUN in. Heaven help those who actually want to work (and safely, for that matter).

There's another guy who adamantly refuses to wear safety glasses. I don't know about him, but when I'm at the band saw, have sawdust flying around my face, and my fingers are half an inch away from a spinning blade, I damn well want to have something protecting my eyes so I can see where my fingers are. You want to cut your fingers off? Cool. As a fic writer and an active member of HoP I'm all for good maulage. But I'd rather not see it in real life and you'd better believe I don't want it happening to me. I LIKE MY FINGERS.

Let's see... the point of all this is... more-or-less nothing, since telling people off never seems to work. So, dude from Finishing this morning? When you get that corrosive solvent in your eyes, I will laugh. Because I warned you. And Raf? Touch me, just touch me while I'm operating heavy machinery. I dare you too. Eye for eye, tooth for tooth... limb for limb.

Just think about it. >)
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Turkey Stew with a side order of ANGST )

Happy Thanksgiving.
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WOW. Wow, wow, wow. Anyone who has not read Stephen King's On Writing, and you are an aspiring author of some sort (fanfic, professional, whatever) I strongly encourage you to pick it up. I have never in my life read such a helpful book on the writer's craft - and I'm not even halfway through it!

My favourite bit so far:

"You can approach the act of writing with nervousness, excitement, hopefulness, or even despair - the sense that you can never completely put on the page what's in your mind and heart. You can come to the act with your fists clenched and your eyes narrowed, ready to kick ass and take down names. You can come to it because you want a girl to marry you or because you want to change the world. Come to it any way but lightly. Let me say it again: you must not come lightly to the blank page.

I'm not asking you to come reverently or unquestioningly; I'm not asking you to be politically correct or cast aside your sense of humour (please God you have one). This isn't a popularity contest, it's not the moral Olympics, and it's not church. But it's
writing, damn it, not washing the car or putting on eyeliner. If you can take it seriously, we can do business. If you can't or won't, it's time for you to close the book and do something else.

Wash the car, maybe."



I think if half the authors on sites like ff.net read this book there'd be a lot less crap floating around out there. King is an absolute genius, oO I think this is at least half the reason I've been inspired to go back to writing lately... *goes back to reading*

Actually, one more thing. I finally finished the LSRV chapter! *bounces around* I just need to give it a few edits and then it's off to the beta readers, ^_________^ I must say ever since I started reading that book I've been oh-so-inspired...
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My best writing usually comes late at night. I could be lying around, trying to fall asleep, and this idea hits me - WHAM! - and then I'm awake for an hour writing it out. So kind of my brain to start working as soon as I turn the computer off. So generally I stay up late to write, and things work out.

However, last night in the middle of writing Blossoms, when my brain was so foggy I couldn't remember how to spell "meticulous", (honestly, you don't want to know how I spelled it the first few times) I decided this was probably a bad idea, ^^;; Someday I really have to re-work my sleep schedule. Hopefully before I go to Zambia, where it's the norm to be up around 6 am... *dies* And then college... oi.

Lately I've realized how much I waste my days. I go online - I *stare* at the RP on Hearts of Paradise. (I'm as bad as you now, Meg, I swear...) I stare at my Zack avatar too, which is twice as bad, ^^;; I don't really write... I open the files and I just look at them. I re-read some of my old stuff and wonder what the heck happened. I lost a lot of my writing spunk.

Where is the muse that helped me write ten Kendo no Go chapters in three days? The muse that plowed through editing the 100-page monster that was LSRV before I started actually posting it? The muse that gave me too many ideas to handle in one (and now two) fandoms? The muse that actually liked me?!

I want to write more often now because I know I'll have less time during college. I'll be working as well as going to school (there's no chance I'd be able to afford moving out otherwise) so that means my free time will be shot. Granted, it's a woodworking course so that means most (from what I've been told about the program) of the homework will either be at the school or hands-on, so I can't exactly take it home with me, ^^;; Except maybe drafting... I guess I'd need a copy of AutoCAD...

Ah, senseless whining. I guess once in a while even I need to rant.

However, I still have something to smile about. Yesterday I got a review from Rem! *dies* She read Hero's Welcome. I was so excited... and surprised, too. I didn't expect her to read any of my stuff, really, ^^;; Lacan mentioned that she read I think one of my RK fics, but I may be wrong... ah, well. It was still really cool. She didn't know the song I used, which surprised me again. I guess I should have clarified that, anyway.

I received a letter from Mohawk College. AGAIN. They're up to seven, here. -_-;; This one says: Thanks for applying! Come visit us in May!

Yeah. Um, that was letter #6... I got that already, you morons! *vents*
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*falls over* O_o

I am a dead cookie. A very very dead cookie. I feel like I've been seriously overcooked. Deep fried. All the really nasty things you can do to a cookie.

*sigh*

Yesterday. Oh boy, yesterday. Almost twelve hours at work. Noooooooot cool.

The funny thing is, if you work until close (4am for New Year's) you get a $25 bonus for your paycheck. They were sending people home at 3:30 because it was so AGONIZINGLY SLOW. (I'm dead serious, I had a lag of 20 minutes between calls at one point) But why would you ask to go home half an hour early? Twenty-five bucks, people! After you've been there for 11 hours already, half an hour is nothing. It's like... blinking. Like yawning. Oi.

Anyway, I suppose other than the length (and the fact that I had the unfortunate trouble with sleeping afterwards, despite how dead I was) it wasn't so bad. Being a pizza place, the party in the lunchroom included free food, so I had lots of pizza and lots of Pepsi, ^_^ Unfortunately they didn't bring out much else. I would have liked to try the wings. Then when people ask me how things taste I could honestly answer, -_-;; Usually I end up stammering, "Well, everyone *else* likes them..."

In total I had a full hour and 1/2 of breaks, which is pretty nice. In such a long shift they'd better be generous with the breaks. And apparently my brother got sick from the food last year, but I haven't had a problem. Except that store 13 (I think that's the right number - the one below the call center) kept burning our pizza. Come ON, we're the employees, treat us well. :P

Well, can't complain. As much as I *wanted* to go home at 10, by the time midnight rolled around it was nothing. I was just tired. Needed more caffiene or something. ^_^;;

Any resolutions? Well, I want to try and finish as many fanfics as I can - those left unfinished, I mean. And there certainly are plenty. I want to focus on LSRV and the Kendo no Go sequel (title coming soonish, I'm still considering it, ^_^) while still expanding my horizons and writing the Kingdom Hearts fanfiction I have planned (had an idea for a second fic which is going to prove veeeery interesting - I hope). I want to create a balance without putting either fandom on hiatus. I *want* to continue writing RK fics... and if I have to, I'll force myself to write crappy one-shots until I get back in the mood, ^_^;; That's my one and only resolution, because I'm horrible for keeping them. Though I suppose I ought to start managing my money better as well. *sigh*

Aaaaaanyway... I'll have some stories to tell later, but right now I'm too tired. Have to have a nap before we start on the Chinese food, ^____^

Happy New Year, everyone. Hope you had a good one. *tiptoes off to sleep*
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I just got home from work. My mom was surprised tht I had walked home alone - she told me I should ahve called and she would have walked over. While touched, I'm still sort of confused. I'm eighteen years old, and my job is about ten minutes away. My mom is almost fifty and she's not too happy about walking a long distance if she doesn't have to. I understand it's part of mother's instinct, but...

I live in Canada. Typically, our top news story is about how messed up the REST of the world is. And yet I can't walk home in a fairly safe neighbourhood at 8:00 at night? It's not even dark yet, if you count all the streetlights that blind you as you walk down the street. But everyone's paranoid nowadays.

I'm starting to feel that way, just because it's brushing off. On the way home, I was really careful with where I walked. I ignored the cars but watched for the people. I avoided anyone who happened to be walking by. I flinched when a pair of boys rode by snickered over something. I came home to my mom telling me I should have let her walk me home, with unvoiced fears that I might have been mugged, raped, or beaten senseless and no one would have been the wiser.

I don't get it.

It wasn't until a few months ago that I was allowed to walk to the mall by myself without getting an earful. It's nice to have parents who care, but paranoia is not exactly the best thing I want to grow into. After I got home I felt guilty for being so jumpy. I mean, this IS a nice neighbourhood, no matter what anybody says. But as part of Hamilton - the closest city to Toronto as far as size goes around here, which is Canada's New York as it's been called - it's been given a reputation of being evil and dangerous. I have to admit, I'd be scared of being downtown late at night by myself. But not my own section of the city.

Is this me being reckless? Or do I have a right to feel annoyed by the unfair treatment of my town? It makes me wonder.
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Booya! The last chapter of Kendo no Go is finally written! Kudos to the muse! Now it's all a matter of editing and posting the darn thing. This should be interesting. And I wrote a line or two of LSRV today. Maybe if I do a bit every day I'll get the next chapter done by Christmas. (Haha...)

I really don't understand what the trouble is. I have everything all planned and written out from the point I'm at until the end of Kyoto. I just can't write it! Maybe this is why I never planned things out in the past. I write better when I'm writing on a whim. It's nice to know what's happening later... I just wish I knew what was happening NOW! *goes after muse with a big club*

I had two job interviews yesterday. One looks promising as far as hours go, but the other is promising for actually *getting* the job. However, I don't know if I want it... it would require getting a lot of additional certificates (ie. take a food handler's course at the local college) that may or may not be helpful to me in the future. It's a hard decision. But no one's called yet (which really ticks me off sometimes) so I haven't had to really think about it. *sigh* It would really be nice to get *something*. I don't even care what anymore! Grrr...

Well as far as I know the dinner tomorrow with the African family is still a go. Unfortunately it means I have to cancel my plans with a group of friends from high school. I haven't seen them in weeks so it makes me mad that I'll have to stay home. It's nice to meet new people but I'm really not a conversationalist with people I don't know well. I get the feeling the Shalais (the family) will be pretty bored with me, ^_^;; I wish the friendly get together could be on Sunday, but that's Thanksgiving, so no chance of that happening.

Speaking of Thanksgiving, my mom and I went shopping for a turkey yesterday. We got a massive one at the grocery store - it'll barely fit in our oven! Definitely enough to feed the whole family as well as leave us with some leftovers, ^_^ Especially stuffing. Must have stuffing... mmmm...

Everything seems to be happening all at once. It's so confusing... I really don't know what to do. I'm hoping things will calm down after this weekend. I feel like I could do more than I'm doing, but if I think about it I just get tired...

Growing up sucks. (wanna be a Toys-R-Us kid! :P)
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I just got an email from a friend with this story:

~*~

The Two Wolves

An elder Cherokee native American was teaching his grandchildren about life. He said to them, "A fight is going on inside me... it is a terrible fight and it is between two wolves.
One wolf represents fear, anger, envy, sorrow, regret, greed, arrogance, self-pity, guilt, resentment, inferiority, lies, false pride, superiority, and ego.
The other stands for joy, peace, love, hope, sharing, serenity, humility, kindness, benevolence, friendship, empathy, generosity, truth, compassion, and faith.
This same fight is going on inside you, and inside every other person, too."
The grandchildren thought about it for a minute and then one child asked his grandfather, "Which wolf will win, grandfather?"
The old Cherokee replied, simply, "The one you feed."

~*~

I was reading this and I sort of thought of Calger-san's fanfic, "Prism", how she said something similar. I know she mentioned it was from a Cherokee legend, so I guess I finally found it, ^_^ But it really does remind me of Kenshin and Battousai. It's amazing how it fits.

Just more randomness. There's no real point to this post, ^_^;;

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