Author has written 33 stories for Beyblade, Tsubasa Chronicle, Fairy Tales, and Naruto.
reading instructions: to read in chronological order, find the italic Okay, that's the first word ever written in this profile. from the okay, continue downwards until you reach the end. which, of course, is not the end. otherwise I would not need reading instructions if it would be that simple. from the end, come back up, and read upward from the okay. and by that I mean paragraph is written normally from left to right and up to down, but the paragraphs should be read starting from the lowest and coming up towards this instruction that should stay at the top of the profile. now, if you don't have any more question, you can start the journey to finish this profile off. (no, there is no reward even if you do finish it all) And if question would arise, you can just ask them out loud. I'm sure I will hear and answer.
to all of those who thought I was a goner. sorry, you are so far incorrect. but to ease your minds, it could change in any minute. no one knows. well, maybe the possible assasin that lurks in the corner and waits for the right moment knows. and the one who paid for the assasination. or they if it's a club. rather sucky club if they don't have anything better to do. now, I am not going to ramble about earthworms or my little doggy. because I decided I would not bring them up here anymore. but one thing I will mention. my army is over. I know. it's sad. but you all have to learn to live with it, no matter how hard it is, how much it hurts. okay (and no, that was not the okay mentioned in the instructions. first of all, it's not in italics), I will go and pretend I have a life. I mean, I'll go and play with my doggy. in case I find it. I guess it got a bit offended when I just write here instead of noticing him. or I could eat breakfast. I might be hungry. anyway, catch you later. and don't look behind your shoulder for the assasin, that was not the catching I meant. behind is not the direction I would use...
it got boring and wrong, didn't it?
So, Im Finnish, twenty and going to army in the summer. Yes, I could inform my gender, but that doesnt seem interesting idea. Isnt guessing a lot funnier? I thought so. Also, Im wanting to be a cop. Dont ask how that is relevant. Some may call me a crazy. I would be the first one to do that. Yes, clever isnt it, since the saying goes, that those who say they are crazy, arent.Thus, I may not be crazy. Its all a part of my master plan.
In case you are wondering, which I doubt you are, but I have been given the idea that profile is meant to tell something about the owner, I shall explain why there is no avatar. Because its unallowed to put one in the firts 24 hours, which, as everyone knows, are the most important. So, I doubt if I find it necessary to put one later, since I have coped without it already 24 hours. And why is my penname (weird word btw. Im not ususally in the habit of giving names to my pen) mamika? Simple answer, the one I wanted to have was already taken. And this was the best I came up with. And that tells something about my stories too. Yes, this profile is filled with warnings about the quality of the fics. Which is really clever, since there is currently yet to be any story. But soon there will be, and then this makes some sense. Still, not much I suppose. Seriously? Is there someone who actually has read all the way here? if so, here, have a cookie.
Maybe you should also be warned, in case you havent noticed, that I talk a lot of nonsense, so my stories are pretty crappy too. But, since Im a some sort of a fan of mental torture, I chose to put some of them here. And you will not see any Finnish in my pages, at least by me, since its probably my worst language. Honestly, I even think in English. I only use Finnish when talking to Finnish people. Still, my English grammar aint good. I would apologize, but I dont really think people are reading this, so I can write as badly as it comes. No, I dont believe in letting people check spelling. And I dont see all my errors. And sometimes I see them, but let them be so I can find out if reader is paying any attention. Plus, its not like I know enough to correct the grammar. Plus, I just let it flow, and the stories will be what they are. even if I would like to re-write something, I wont, since I think it was meant to be the way it has come out.
One last warning: I cant control what I write. Some call them plot bunnies, I call them the tricks of subconscious combined with the strange spirits of the characters Im using. Yes, that makes me sound very sane and fit to be a police, eh?
And cuz, I know I wont have the stamina to keep putting these in the stories, Ill put one gigantic disclaimer here: I own a ridiculously huge pile of manga, and I have spent a shipload of money on them. If I would own any of the stories Im using, you think I would have needed to use money to get them? Seriously, come on.
I could talk about my sweet doggie, but thats mine, so I rather keep it to myself. I already stole it from my mother, so its really something.(yes, an awesome cop.) hmm? Why did I mention it? Cuz I felt like writing more. Oh, important fact about me: I really like earth worms.
Thats all, you may read my stories, but in your own account, Im not responsible if they cause brain damage. Or anything else. You cant sue me for it, since you have been warned. Few times. Actually, sue me, cuz Ill win, so Ill get money. Ill need the money, since Im at university, aka, Im a poor student (dont ask how I have the money to buy all the manga.) and I havent done a thing in school in the last couple of weeks. And not going to, since Im not smart enough to study math. And Im lazy. And I dont feel like studying, since Im going to army and stuff anyway. Plus, it really pisses my friends off when they struggle with their studies and I just chill out. They are enough annoyed that they would throw their shoes at me, but then they would need to throw their feet too, since they cant bent low enough to take the shoe off. And yes, one of my friend encouraged me to mention this, so they are cool about me telling you that they are stiff. Really, they should live a little. Experience new stuff away from school. Like me, writing strange things to strangers in internet.
Seems like Im rambling a little. Not that I mind, later Ill look back and see how lovely crazy I have been. Hopefully the police school people who chooses who are allowed in the school wont find this. That would put me in an odd light. And then my face wouldnt look pretty. Not like it does now, but hey, correct lightning helps. I really enjoy a good storm. The more lightnings, the better the view. Really, I should stop. Not like I havent been trying to do that for the last two paragraphs. Somehow, I just keep writing. And Im at my friends house at the moment, so I really should pay more attention to her than this. Seriously, Im ending now. See ya when I finally can put my stories in here.
Well, this aint too fun. I finally read the guidelines, and thats not nice. First ,I had a nice story about one of robin hobbs character, and it seems to be unallowed to write one. Plus, Im not good at ratings. And last there says all must be proofread and spell checked. seriously? Not nice. That means I actually should go and put capital letters even to this profile. Boring. But, for well-known (remember, me wanna be cop? wonder if that fits the regulations either...wanna aint proper language. Not like aint is either...) reasons, I probably am going to capitalise this profile. And yes, I did notice that that sounded stupid, and probably aint even real word. I wonder how long itll take before they kick me out...But now I have finally corrected this profiles grammar according to my best abilities, which after careful reading seems to be what it says in the guidelines. No need to be proper, just the best that I can do. Still, now I dont feel like writing at all. Actually, I have one story written in a notebook, I should only need to write it here, but dont feel like it. I think Im gonna just drink coffee and read few fics. See? Gonna. Not proper. Allright, I do know its probably not that serious issue, since I have seen many and I really mean many (I have an operation to read all the kurofai fics in here. Am already in page nine. and edroy too. currently on page four) fics, and nearly all of them have some mistakes. But, you know, if I complain about it now, it wont haunt me later and Ill be able to write some grab.
This looks like a very strange profile. I am so proud of it n.n
And some more random info: I like cold instant coffee. Its so much better than any warm coffee. I start feeling sick if I drink hot beverage, so its natural for me to drink cold stuff no matter what. As a child, after few hours of playing outside in the snow, my mother made me and my siblings hot chocolate, but I always asked if I could have it cold. Thats me.
But seriously, whats the point of 48 hour before one can upload stories? I have five more hours to wait before that, and at this rate, my profile will be the longest thing I have in here. No matter how long and multi-chaptered my story would be, it still would be shorter than this. And I have already one 18 chaps story waiting to get here. and I still think this is longer than it. Cmon, I wanna fill this place with my random writing, but rather in a story-mode than profile. And they dare to call it short 2 days delay. tch. I probably go read some more fics in the mean time.
Finally. I uploaded three stories, all short, and Ill try if i can put one more during this night
Hah. I can' believe this. I actually got reviews. Yes, surprisingly more than just one. in your face! no, seriously, I don't know who's face I'm referring to. but mettlei, thanks so much for reviewing. I was at university when I noticed I had gotten one in more than just a game. sadly, it made me squeek like a yerk. not clever thing to do around serious academic people (seriously, if they wouldn't be so higly educated and sophisticated, I swear they would have stared me like i was a crazy person). but yeah, I was really happy about it. actually, I ended up printing the review and showing it to my friends and gloating like no tomorrow. well, I don't see them tomorrow, so that's fine. hah, it's still hard to believe somebody actually has read my profile. and even compliment it. ooh, an aeroplane...honestly, there was an aeroplane there, I'm not just rambling. but I do like rambling, in case you haven't noticed. if anyone wants to pm me, i promise I'll answer. I'm good at answring, even in situations I have no idea what the answer is. that way i gradiated high school with good grades.
actually, I should be cleaning my romm now. I'm moving out in a week, and the place is a mess. and I should eat too. and train for army. and update the rest of the stupid goldilocks I was prompted to write. and yes, I wrote that at school too. and in a test. and then there is the long kurofai thing. and then I have new idea...sorry, I realized that it really makes no sense to write here what all I'm gonna (I swear, it slipped) write. in case I broke my arm and won't be able to write, it would be just empty promises and disappoint my dear readers. no, I didn't mean to offense. I like dears, even reindeers. although, now when I think about it, I doubt if they can read...anyhow, anyone who thinks this profile sucks, I say: it doesn't. it's probably your computer that is overheating. but now I got huge pressures. and fears. what if my profile is the best thing I can write?it has been called better than some fics out there (no, i'm not gloating. much. well, not more than is necessary). honestly, that would be okay. especially since my profile is truly what comes out of my own head. the soon to be ( I did it again..) long kurofai fic is actually loosely based on one story I read. and I was prompted by a friend to write it. and I started writing it in a test. (but that was while I was still actually working with school) hmm, now when you think about it, when I'm out from university, maybe i can't write anything even close to proper, let alone good? if my mojo is fully based on school and tests?
yes, I'm having way too much fun writing this profile. I wonder, how long can I go on, before the ff-place says I'm reaching the booundaries with this profile? I never did put any ratings to this thing...nor named it for that matter. and clearly I forgot to put the capitals in there...btw, I'm really good at the game where one must put the us states into correct places. i always get over ninety prosent correct. and with that, I think I'm ready to go and do what this place was created for, upload some *insert any word you feel proper*. yes, I'm lazy, and no, I didn't want to get troubles by using too colored language.
more "important and useful" facts: if I have the chance, instead of saying something is open, I say it's unlocked. I just like the negations. yes, got tired of writing the fic, so i came here to write some more. instead of putting restrictions on how soon one can release stories, they should put some maximum to how many times one can update one's profile during one day. I do this all the time. now, the will is back, so on with the fic!! one for all, and all for one!
hah. I have one kaiXray fic on way, based on my life. well part of it. you are welcomed to choose which part is real, which is made up. and just today, no, this has nothing to do with the story, trust me, I can't make Kai buy yaoi, i was going to a shop to buy a bottle of milk, when I saw this flee market nearby. in the end, I bought a bike and three books of yaoi. no, don't ever let me do your shopping for you. you won't get what you need or want. but, you would get a lot of other things, so all's well that ends well, right?
I'm choking now. my roommates male friend dropped in my room to borrow a pot, and gosh, he uses way, way too mcuh perfume. or something. I had the window open the whole time and I'm still dying. okay, granted, I do have kinda sensitive nose, so that affects things. plus I'm thirsty. not like that's relevant. and yes, I know there is people (I know there is, don't try to deny it) who wants me to write more to kfdl (yes, the name has deeper meaning, and no, i probably won't tell what it is. justwanted to mention it so someone might start wondering about it.) and even the already promised KxR. and yet, here I am, updating my profile for the second time today. but I have wood splinter wounds in my hands. it makes the typing hard.( don't ask how I can still joyfully write this.) plus my back is sore, thank you for asking, because i did roll a heavy wooden table for about 3 miles. but honestly, there should be some regulations about how much smelly products one can wear. not some stupid poundaries on how long one has to wait before putting stories here. it seríously got me in slowpoke mode to havíng wait so long. air!!
I did it. my roommates moveed out. well, thatwasn't entirely my fault, but we can always act it was, right? okay the real reason for the I did it, was that I wrote the upperly promised Kaixray thingy. it turned out pretty long. don't ask me what happens in it, I honestly don't know. the 'blot bunny' (or evil spirit) took over and I just wrote. I also went for a quick testdrive for my new bike. I came back over hour later, and that was only due to the fact that the random roads I chose to fallow lead back home. honestly, I came back from the opposite direction that I left. and don't ever trust finnish countryroads. they disappear while you are still on them. one lead me in the middle of a field, the other in the middle of bushes with a wolk-on-boards that are meant to be there so people don't get sucked into the mud. nice place to be with a bike. especially since there were no room to trun around. and then i emerged close to my house. and chose to go back, since I was already covered in crap, and definitely tested out my bike. which is good to drive luckily. now I think I should try and update my kfdl. or write so i can update it.
when you think about it, what's the real point behind the favorite story list? how many people go check what is on this authors fav. list. I have done that for one person, and it wasn't for finding more interesting stories following the train of thought that if the author had written really good story, he might like similar stories, and thus there might be stories really worth reading. no, it was because I wanted to get inside the authors head, I wanted to find more about this person, and that could be accomplished by finding out what kind of stories one likes. so, seriously, it's pretty dangerous thing. professional shrink could get just as much out of your fav list as from your own stories. no, Im not professional. I might have a knack to find out some aspect of person from that, or at least I can pretend I find something. (so, how many of you are running now, screeaming blue murder and hoping I'll never end up in your profile?) but seriously, those could be used as a weapon against oneself. (hmm, yes, that might sound a bit paranoia. wait til I am cop, then I can talk about goverments conspiracy theories) stories are less dangerous, because it's more clear that there might be subconcious things in there, and people might consider alittle what they write. but how many thinks what they might give away when putting as story on favorites? I'm just saying. yes, apparently it's not good for me to be up this late, makes me write all crazy--
god. I just went and read the fic I wrote yesterday, and...well, all I can say about it is that I got nice reviews from it. I cracked when reading it, 'cuz it just made me feel stupid. lucky me I have no idea what I was thinking when writing that. except today's *barbeque* party me and me pals will have. in the rain. which sounds something that Tyson would suggest. maybe I can still write more fics. but now, I take time, and space see? a lot of space (yes, bad joke. I would stop coming up with them if some people wouldn't laugh at them. well, I doubt I doubt I would stop telling them. but I would quit writing in here, crawl into a corner and die there, feeling like I had done some major crime. yes, I mught be kidding, it's up to you if you wanna test it and complain about jokes. if I manage not to update me profile in two days, that means I'm a goner. but now, back to the space) to thank all of you who have read my works and enjoyed them. all I write here is meant to make even someone feel something, better if it's positive feeling. and thanks all who have supported me in this task of publishing my ideas. I bow to you. and now the space is over. thanks for watching. when I win the pulizer prize, I don't need to give a speech. I can tell people to come here and read this. (hmm, I might be forgetting my plan of becoming a cop...although, I could be writing cop. and then I coudl write awesome story about Ray being a cop and Kai being a criminal. and other way round. or they bough could be in jail. actually I could make one story, where they have been partying their world champ victory, get wasted and arrested. yeah, now i'm just talking, no promises. now, I'm gonna (oh no, I did it again! I just can't write properly! (oh, the drama queen. if I can't be a cop, I can always become an actor (no, don't use that to guess the gender. I knew that is a masculine word, but it's possible that I did that in purpose to make you believe I'm a guy. and yes, this might make you think I'm not a guy, but have you considered this might all be just a plot to mess with ya?))god, how many () things I have going on right now? I can't even recall what I was talking about. but what's with that ya? am I trying to get into trouble?. now, I shall go and..well, there is no need to tell you that, is there? and now you are wondering what I'm going to do so I can't tell it here? the truth is, I'm not sure either. I just need to stop writing this. yes, if there is someone (and I have read there is. can't say I heard. though I could have said seen...) who is addicted to read my writings, well, I'm addicted to writing. apparently. I just can't stop. but lucky me, I got the last wood splinter out this mornig. it had already started to get infected. no, I take that back. I do know what I'm gonna do, and I still do have wood in my hands. you can do the math with all these clues, right? btw, it was stupid for me to offer ice cream all the way up here. what can I offer now? except my radiant smile :)
God. I have read my summaries, and honestly, half the time they have nothing to do with the story. the other half they seem more like making fun of the stories. not like I mind. but it might disappoint some readers. and I have not putany disclaimers either. or warning. at least I don't think there is actual warnings in the stories. but people, I did have some important to share with you. if you have seen a video where salt is placed on skin and then ice is pressed against the skin, on top of the salt. and it freezes. let me tell you, it hurts. in our farewell party, my friends and I tested it. first in arm. then we looked for the most painful place to do it. I tried elbows inner side, whatever that is called, palm, fingers, wrists and lips. today, I continued the test, and after serious series of experiments, I found out that the wrists are the worst. they hurt from the wrist to fingertips, and they really hurt the next day too. the palm troubles writing, but it's not bad. lips hurt a little, but not too bad. but wrists, they ate all swollen. and gosh when something touches them, ouch..so, you ate warned, don't try it at home. it can cause serious damage. now when I have done my civic duties, I can go watch telly.
I was meant not to update this again, but couldn't resist. god knows when I have the chance to lenghten this. but, I did have something to say. currently, I just forgot it. oh, righ, I was meant to finally admit that I partly lied upper there. I do put some spelling things wrong, but that's only in the a/n things. the mistakes in stories are coincidental and not meant to be there. okay, there is two in my stories, but they seemes kinda fun, so I let them be. but, other than that, they are accidents. seriously, although I use a lot of english, I don't know it. and listening tokio hotel while writing doesn't really help. but they have good songs. what? you wanna know my favoriet movie? it's Charlie and the chocolate factory. willy wonka is just awesome! hmm? what do you mean no one asked? I definitely pretended to hear someone asking it. ah, now you wanna know why I'm suddenly sharing all kind of stuff? simple, I'm in the middle of moving out, and the more I give away, the less I have to carry back home. and all my stuff might fit into one car, so we wouldn't need to make two trips. who we? well, since you asked, me and my other self of course. duh, who else? now I think I have shared enough, it might fit into the car. it will if I leave my bike behind, but that's not gonna happen, because it's violet. why that is important? willy wonka had violet gloves in the movie. obvious, isn't it?
hi, I'm back. kinda. I swear I have tried my best with kfdl (honestly, I have looked at the notebook that has the grand finale, but that's all) and Í have had huge amount of new kai-ray fics. and thanks you-know-who, I have this kinda interesting idea about them being in army. yeah, I know, I should probably wait 'til I'm there to write proper army fic, but then again, every country has different styles, so it would seem unreal for some, so I'll most likely just write it when I get the time. especially since it seems to be a mixture of different countries military training, and some own things (the own things are so I think it would be cooler. in the summer, typing can get really hot). and for those of you, who have been waiting for me to say something funny, sorry, ain't gonna happen. I'm back home, and my doggy doesn't like me anymore. which is sad. technically that should mean I have time to write stories, but practically it means I waste my time trying to connect with the doggy. and with it waking me up at six every single morning. really hilarious. yes, I do get up early, well, at least in someone's opinion, but it gets boring after a while. especially since there is no real need to get up. other than that the doggy wants to get out and see if he can boss me around. which it can. really easily. btw, how normal is it that my mother encourages me to buy new manga? isn't it more common that parents tell not to spend money on something like that? guess I must consider myself lucky. especially being back here and just waiting to run into my ex-football team members. they aren't pleased with me, since last summer my acl snapped, and the team needed to pay for the surgery since they hadn't gotten me an insurance, which they should have. so, I'm currently in a very hostile place. I can feel the positive energy flowing around...yeah, the doggy plays with my kid sister, but when I try and play with it, it goes under my bed to hide. really funny. seriously, I feel like I should write something like, I don't know, that people would enjoy reading. but, I have no idea what to write. oh, I have gotten in new level of using english. last night, halfway through a dream, it switched from finnish to english. kinda bizarre. and I didn't share enough. the stuff didn't fit into the car. so, I like adam lambert. I think he has lovely voice (really? you think it's too late to share now, since I already moved, so it doesn't matter if they don't fit into the vehicle? oh, come on, it's never too late to share the burden.) gotta go now, there is umm, lunch to be eaten. and this may, or may not be the case. I could also just want to escape from here. nearly forgot: 5/25/12 THIS IS A NEW PROFILE UPDATE!!!!
MARKED AS NEW ENTRY. I'm back. and I finally finished kfdl. I have to say, it's amazing how people can write so long fics. I can't. well, currently the óne I'm trying to do sucks with hundred and ten. I wanna write, but it feels really awkward and stupid. but, most likely it will be short, so the agony won't last long. oh yes, I'm definitely going to post it, no matter what. but, it seems that the end of school handicapped me. and not drinking coffee seems to affect too. but yeah, thanks for asking, my hands are doing fine. the freeze marks are red, stiff and itchy. and my mother is clearly worried about my mental state. well, the marks on the inside of wrists probably spooked her. she has been oddly nice ever since I snapped my acl last summer. just like she would think that I might do something stupid if treated wrong. not that I mind. it's nice when I'm not blamed about everything and yelled at daily basis. you see? I write differently than before. elvi, in case you ever read this, iaatr (can you figure that out? you should, you know. it's not hard. there shoudln't be more than one that fits. unless it had gained weight..) is based on your card. one last time, thanks for it. oh, right, I was meant to talk about hairdoes (really? I thought you/me was meant to write the damn fic.). yes, I have cut my hair. again. it looks a mess (seriously? yes, and it's actually meant to be one) but still, it's better than my friends. one has long hair but she never uses it (oh god, a gender told! shame on me! yeah, right. like anyone cares), other can find food in her hair. sometimes few weeks old. and the last friend has really molded hair. and they are university students. I know, hard to believe. and yes, I do realize that if they ever happened to read this, they might get offended. sniff, that's sad. except it's not. the first is wanting to cut the hair short, the second jokes about the food herself, and third...well, I'm not sure about that, but she is the least likely to come here. the first is most likely, second has already been here, but haven't reviewed (you know, I allow unlogged reviews, so there is no reason why not leave one. sure, I don't think I have never asked one, but you think I wouldn't want one? cosh...). where was I? oh, right, the fic. maybe Igo play with my little dog now. what fic? the one I'm writing? you know, I'm writing my profile, not a fic. strange comment...lalallalalaa, I can't hear you! okay, I will write it during this day, since tomtorrow I have to be at work, so I won't have time, and I have withdrawal symptoms of not loading new story here. just wait like a good doggy. dooooggggyyyy! one last notion: I don't like dogs at all. I only like my little doggy, that's all.- over and out-
mates, this is an update. some may call it new, later all will call it old. anyway, I have good news and news. news are that I have been called sarcastic (seriously? anyone who agrees, raise your hand. duh if you did, like I could see it. and of that offended someone, really, it's not my fault if you follow every order you read from the screen) and that I have been placed in fav. author list (gloating). aren't you jealous? well, don't fret, you can also go and add me to your fav list. at least if you have account. if not, you can create one. it's not stupid reason to get an account. I got my account just so I could put one writer on my fav. author list.and that's the truth. hmm? that was all the news. you can figure out yourself which is good ones. I'm enough twisted that it's fifty-fifty which is the good news. and I know this makes the joke old, but that's partly why I have to do it, but this is written on the same day as last one something like 10 hours later. (like I Said, if no one would laugh, I would stop telling them)
Mayday mayday! I have been brainwashed. my first day in summer work went well. but met, somehow you did made my brain come up with story of them. I don't know when I'll have time to write it, but I'll try my best. my coworkers think I'm crazy thanks to the freeze marks. I don't support those two, but then again, I don't support KaixRay either. and I managed not to injure myself dirong the first day, it's a new record! don't ask why I write about them,'cuz I don't know, since the only pairing I really cheer with all my heart is Kurofai. there is logic behind that way of putting the things. can you figure it out?s houldn't be hard. I'm sorry, but tonight I can't write a thing, since I'm dead tired. I accidentally woke up at five. and I have to be at work seven again in the morning, so...plus, the internet sucks right now. it's all true, believe it or not. and I swear, no, not curse, I shall be here tomorrow to Pm you. yes, strangely this turned into half personal message. sorry for leaving so many people outside. but if you listened closely, you might hear met squeal when she realized what I said up there. met should be really happy. and no, met ain't real name. just a nickname. I don't know if I'm entitled to use it, but that's too late to worry now. XD good night, I'll go watch an episode of criminal minds (really, all for reid, he sounds so cool) before sleeping peacefully.
29th may 2007. yes, that's an actual date, what a progress. but seriously, I'm in heaven. my favorite author has plased me, yes me, on his favorite author list. plus, I got four new fic ideas today.and I have load of old ones waiting. and my work day sucked. strangely, that does not matter. but, I'm afraid Tala has invated my head. there was one idea where the fic was told in his pov. and I'm wondering what my current audience will like if I start writing KaixTala. blame met, not me. and if anyone wants something else, please leet me know. it seems it's not hard at all to come up with a story with asked pairing. all it takes is someone to ask for it. and me find time to do it. now, if you'll excuse me (not like you could stop me, but no point being rude) I shall go and write the already promised TXK fic. especially isnce met is waitingg for it. I'll try my best to write it today. but everyone, thanks for placing me or my stories to fav list. jag är jätte glad, tack so mycket n.n and that was depressing. I went to see traffic stats, and noticed that the visitor amounts are only getting smaller. sniff. okay, maybe it had something ti di with the fact that I didn't put anything new to there, but still. nah, it's not so big deal. the guys I have here, you are awesome, and all I'll ever need. except food, water, sleep and stuff like that. althoug, blood, flesh...ups, that might go little over the edge. but now, I'll stop adding here and really start writing the fic.
People, there is two new chapters in comatose!!! that's like über awesome!! I would love to go read them, but I guess I should kind of publish a fic after a long pause. more to the point, I should finish the current one. btw, if there is anyone who would like to see how kuro-run makes the pancakes, you have to ask. and that reminds me, when I said 'something else, please let me know' I only meant about kurofai or ray/Kai. I don't do other pairings. except the one cain/tamaki I have in mind. which I probably will ever have time to write. 'rolls eyes' . hmm, I got one and a half pupil, what does that mean? oh, right. one, it could be that the second one is very short. two, it could be that the teacher was hungry. three, the school might have sharp and dangerous doors. who knows. but poor half student.
june first, 2012. people, I don't know what to say. except I shouldn't go checking traffic stats. depressing. this month, no one has visited CnA. nor my profile (no kidding, this month has been on like 22 hours and 23 minutes. in finland. less in some other countries. if it wasn't for met's constant support (thanks for everything, sorry the be such a whiner) I would stop writing here. I would just pm, with met, and send all the new fics to her. I had few jokes in mind to put here, but now I don't think it's worth the time. I'll go read comatose. it's awesome. if you go read it, please review (first time (if remember correctly) I ask for review, and it isn't even for me. way to go). hah, but my newest fic was still loved, so in your face, all of those who don't care to read it, this or stuff. you miss a great deal of apparent fun. yes, met boosted my ego enough that I can just strunta the fact you don't read this. and no, I will not tell what strunta means. it is obvious, I can tell. hmph, no, I'm not in the mood. but I have been told it's okay. and I did write a long message to met, so all's well. now I'm going to enjoy myself and leave you hanging here. but do cut the rope before you choke, during summer things getsmelly easily, and bodies are the most easiest stinkers.no, I did not imply you stink. but shower may do good. for those who are unable to shower, I ask your forgiveness to my rudeness. yes, it seems stupid to apologise, since I could just remove the offending part and it would be done deal. btw, does anyone watch ally mcbeal? awesome series. taught me a lot of things when I was a kiddo. well, so, according to newest info, I might have to persons reading this. and yes, that's actually enough. honestly, one is enough. but, since I already warned about the icy thing, I also warn you about washing windows. depending on what soap you are using, you can cause damage to you breathing organs. if the box says use only in areas that are well aired and big, you are not meant to use it in enclosed, small room with windows closed. it causes you to caugh, nose bleed and you get dizzy. and to lighter topic, I wonder how flamable the product I'm using is...I have next week time to test it out, just so you don't have to. no, I won't, I like myself too much. yeah right, but I'm not going to risk my army this time around. if the freezing leaves marks on my wrists, I have enough to explain to the police school staff that I'm not selfdistructive. which I apparently are, since I new my mother was going to get up at one to check on osme computer farm stuff, and I still stayed here, so now, the worst, meant to say first thing I saw, apart from reading comatose, was mother. but on the other hand, since i saw comatose, it's okay. today, I'll try and start some, or one new fic. naturally, it would be easier if I knew which one to do. god, the breathing shortage I had because of comatose (yes, I'm trying ot advertise it) still makes me dizzy. I practically fall of the chair. and since I see no jokes here, mostly because I can't focus my eyes anymore, I think I should go to bed. if someone would read this during the night, feel free to tell what tp write tomorrow. I have 18 ideas waiting, and CnA to continue. too much to pick from my abilities. nighty night
faaaceepaalm(why is that in such a cheery tone?) but yeah, that's not caused because I would have done something stupid. I have done too much to be embarrased. though, I think I spooked kiuku yesterday...shame on me. but back to the palm, it's just because I played a bit with quick glue. it's really effective. but let's now pull it together. or more likely apart. can't go around with hand stuck to face. and those who actually think I glued my hand ot my face, T_T seriously, I'm not quite that stupid. this was merely a plot to test how crazy you think I am. but, I did have something real to say too.I excel at. I have wanted to say that for weeks. but anyway, if someone wants to help me, please tell which fic to write. even if you wouldn't care, it would help if you pick one number between one and eighteen. if you take some other number, that helps too, because that means I'll continue CnA. or CaN, as met put it in one message. I didn't realize it at first, but it's cool nicname for it. what? number thirteen? someone watches too much house, or is fan of bad luck things. let's see...oh yes, I'm mind reading to see which one it is. honestly the fic is about..oh, crap, it's really crack idea. if you really want to read it (I had fun when planning it, so it might offer some amusement. sadly, Tyson doesn't get a beating. then again, it doesn't have an ending yet, so it's possible...right, if you wote for something that is not a number, it's going to be a extra thing for kfdl. while I'll wait your answer, I'll write something. maybe. or I go read kiuku's fav stories. or my stories. would be nice to see what really happens in them...
yes, I'm here again. my second Kai tala was well resieved (strange, I can't seem to get it right, no matter how much I try...) and new was asked. but people, just so you know, number 8 is done. and, I just realized, Kai gets a bit ooc in them. he laughs in one...well, he will, when I get prompted to write it. I think there was something I was meant to say...yeah, I was told most of my profile probably doesn't open up to most of the readers. which is sad. people should be given internet connections that could open even something this long. what? that wasn't what you meant? 'o' sorry, my mistake...I'm writing a really short kurofai now. but I think it should count as fluffy. but it probably has less than thousand words, so it will be here soon. then I can play with met, and get kicked. square on the face, I believe...btw, has anyone considered how much more I could have already written if there hadn't been that two days delay before being allowed to publish? (no, I just can't let that go.)a lot, let me tell you. I was away from home, not studying, so I had most of the day free, and I could have written nearly the whole day. oh, don't say I could have written stuff in advance and then just publish them later. I couldn't I needed to have feedback, so I knew would it make sesne to write more. and another sidetrack, have you heard about the study that says people don't really read words, so if you put the correct letters and first and last letter correctly, you can write the word wrongly, and it won't be noticed? I have. and that might explain something, right? in case you remember something I have said before. gods, I have the attention spam of a fly, but I'll go back to the fic...I was right, it is really short. and I think I messed up with the povs. I did chance them too often. except I really didn't have a pov...I go sleep, I can't even understand myself what I try to say. but the hes got confusing too. I'm not sure one can make out (hahahaha, make out...well, if you can't don't worry, it happens to everyone sometimes. or so I have heard. there is thin walls here..) who is which he. but, that only give more stories. instead of one set story, you can choose which one is who, and it's like multiple stories. yes, nonsense. clearly sleepdebrivation is not good. I am lost with english...can't recall how to spell words. alhough, my magic powers have never been too great, so it's not such a big problem...
hm. my kurofai fic was well received. so, when I want audience (aka, get into fav lists.) I shoudl write them. but, again, a number was picked. 6 is taken too, alongside 15. I may shoudl admit, that 6 is hard one. I had the frame done, but no plot. and I think I change the assigned pairing. it had planned to involve Rey, but I think it doesn't work like that. I guess I have to use Tala (??!) yes, I'm totally brainwashed...but, if it doesn't work, i'll write another kurofai thingy. or then I wanna get booted and aim for the kaitala. met will so haaateee meee fooor iiiit *smirk*. jsut checked, and the fit for all has alredy gotten into three fav list. and it has been there little over 12 hours. tells something. then again, I have gotten to fav list only after few hours after putting a TalaKai there, so...
long time no play all work. it makes ma a dull person. not like that had anything to do with anything. but, I do like the big bang theory. and I'm not talking about the real deal, but the tv show. also, I like happy days, bonanza and ally mcbeal. I watched ally in third and bonanza on second grade. oh, the happy days...ncis is good too. and angel. and everything with johnny depp in it. chuck is fun. house is interesting. csi and csi new york were good, but they do suck now. reid in criminal minds is awesome. I like bones because david boreanaz, who played angel is in it. then moonlight and hawai 5-0 (newer one. I'm not that old) is nice thanks to the awesome implies of gayish relationship between the main character and some other char. and terra nova's comander taylor made the show cool. he was neat. did you see his amazing hands? all the muscles? me want that kind of hands...why am I talking about tv shows? mostly because they made me who I am, I do take stuff from there. and, I turned a new page in my life. you do see that line? I crossed it. there is no turning back now. of course, I can make a large round to the right (to right because that can't be wrong) and then I can get back. or, I do excel at walking backwards, so that's not an issue. but I could use some tissue, since my job makes me nose bleed. or lungs. but for some piece of mind, let's say nose. a point? come on, have I ever had a point? nope, nada. but I do think reviews should have something about the story, not just about the grammar. and I do hate my mother. she is currently complaining. mostly about me being unable to write. so sweet. someone, please just shoot me know. lucky me she knows no english, so she can't tell what I write. after some consideration,please shoot her. that would make life much nicer to many.hmph, you asked for point. makes me whiny. but again, now I don't feel like writing at all. siriusly (yes, thats a pun with pronounciation.) why does people have to be so gosh darn horrible?
PEOPLE I sense I havebeen whining a lot lately. okay, okay, it have had nothing to do with sixth sense, all I had to do was read what I have written. which I haven't done. but, i did write a story that causes mental damage. at least for me. maybe others won't find it that bad. currently, I can't help chuckling. I tried wasting time while waiting met to read the new thing, but I had zero (not much different to normal, if I am meant to tell the truth) but I just fidgeted on my chair and chuckled at words that looked funny. bte, I really liked lost too. and does anyone watch beyblade metal masters? that series really is bad. I don't know why I always wantto watch it, but still, all the characters seems like sad copies of the original ones, and stuff. even the plot is pretty much stolen from the original beyblade (really? you mean a show that is based on little plastic toys is repeating itself? it hasn't reached new dimensions or anything? how surprising...same as whining that pokemon still has pokemons in it...). but well, now I have updated my profile, so people don't need to wander, I meant wonder, If I'm still alive. yes I still am. I wander around the earth trying to find a hole to crawl and die. nope, can't think of anything to say. let alone write. okay, in my life, it's the other way round. it's easier for me to come up woth something to write than something to say. I think I calmed down a bit. sorry about the errors here, I'm not in my right mind to be executed for spelling mistakes. and I did mean prosecuted. hmm, maybe I should turn myself in before something bad happens...and I mean to bed. to sleep. not to police or hospital. I should go to mental ward, I just harassed my fav author, although I'm sure he doesn't need me to make his life miserable.
here again. I actually have nothing to say, not even funny jokes (have I ever had something worth saying? if you really have to ask that, why in the world are you reading this? ) plus, I actually should play with my poor little doggy (yeah, somebody robbed his wallet. now he has no money...poor little one..) that just sighed, back facing me, trying to visualize how lonely it is, no one there to take care of him. the doggy really has good acting skills. I know that, and I still fall for it. but, isn't it better to take care of somehting when it's not really necessary, rather than ignore it when it actually needs it? well, actually I could say a lot of things, first of them being sorry met for not contacting you, but I have suffered a slight avoiding syndrome, where I am unable to reach out and contact anybody. plus, like already stated, I dont know what to say, so I haven't said anything. and nnow when I have usid this as personal message board again, I also like to say that there was big chance that I would have gone totally angsty, and we don't need that, right? yeah, so I stayed away, trying to get the merry-go-round-spirit back. What? it's Happy-go-luck-spirit? no wonder the merry-go-round sounded a little bizarre...yeah, I guess I tried my best to connect with people. yap, I come back when I actually have something to say.oh, right, there is this ine cool trick I would like to show you. there, did you see it? no? I was too fast? okay, one more time...there, I'm not doing it anymore. it's not that easy, and it's pretty exhausting to do. and for those who arenow watching the screen, annoyied for my stupidness of thinking you could see something, and those who are just sad for not seeíng the cool trick, I didn't do anything. I jsut realized it was too early to stop wrtiting, and just added something random. so now there is no need to be annoyed or feel like you would have missed something. unless of course, you missed a buss or something while reading that pointless thing. before I get yelled at for abusing this site, I'll take my leave. sadly, I dont get a paycheck to go too...
last night, I totally let out some problems I had built up. and I was told I don't need to handle it all by myself (what? you didn't? well, I pretend you did. I have partly foggy memories about it, and I was forbid to feel like a whimp today, so I can't go and read what was said). and I have some trust issues, since I believe it's natural for people to walk away and leave me behind. but, this person can't, since I'm such an awesome writer the person can't stop reading my new fics. so, this time I can't be left alone. clever me, right? you wanna know what the eck I'm talking about? well, so would I. but that's really irrelevant. that you wanna know. like it would really matter. and if you haven't noticed, i tend not to tell you about stuff. sure, I give the starters, butnot the end. or other way around. btw, there has been so much new people liking my stories, I thank you all for reading them and even liking them XD I will continue to write until my wrist snapps. or computer brokes. or when I run out of ideas. not like that will happen after all I have written after the last mentioning, I still have 18 ideas to go...and if I just let me, I can come up with more. what? you like not me new way of not joking all the time? me not should be serious? that's sad. you know, it's not that easy to come up with puns. they weight like a ton, and I'm not an expert diver to begin with. and finnish lakes are really cloudy, so it's hard to see in there...better? good, since now I totally run out of ideas. lucky me they weren't in suvh a good shape. otherwise getting ride of them would have been a lot trickier. hm? why would I want to get rid of the ideas? do you know how much they eat? and all the other expenses. I can hardly afford having the ideas for the fics...
my my... I resieved a message saying my typing is creepy. and I really want to update two chaps today. not that that will happen, but still. okay, I admit, I may have altered what was written a little. it did say I wrote creepily, but it was about me being so sleepy I wrote like that. aand that was strange sentence with some obvious fault in it, but whatever. and yeah, the new puppy ain't too jolly. thanks to the next door neighbors bitch (funny to be able to say that without any chance of getting complains, since it's not a swear word now.) my lil doggy is crazed. which makes it act not too nicely towards the puppy. and now, my lil doggy will be..you know, less masculined. but it should make it back to the nice sweet doggy it is. and then I can start being jealous, since then my doggy will have new friend and I'll be totally forgotten. nope, that's a good thing. then it won't miss me while I'm in the army. so all is well. at least after lil one is butchered... :( but now, I better get to work (yeah, I definitely start...no, saying that makes no sense, since most of you don't read it today, so it's rather pointles...so, it seems like i have no joke to finish this off...geez, I seem really cruel today...butcher, finish off...O.o ) back again.did I say my lil one was not nice?I meant the puppy.he is so teasing my lil one :(that puppy is a devil...
LOL! I mean sos. but one letter can't matter tht much, right? anyway, my dog had the operation, and it's rather tricky to take care of it, so I probably can't be around for few days. have fun without me x)
yeah mates, I'm back! thank you, thank you, it's so good to be back! (now, If I mind to drop the act and get to action) I might be in a pickle. I have a friend, who I have referred to as halfgod about few years when she isn't around. and I bet she wouldn't like me using it at all. actually, I know she doesn't, but I'm not enough religious to believe all what my personla half god has to say. but just to say something about h.g, if someone thinks I'm good at confusing people, she is way better. she gets me confused just like that, and I never manage to confuse her. she is really awesome and fun to hang around. and she would glare at me now if she sees this. which she might, since I was stupid enough to tell her I am writing here, and she wants the adress. I try not to give it, but I bet I'll fail. in good luck, she'll get too bored to raed all the way here, and I'm saved from hearing about this. but she is nice, she can cheer me up no matter what. even if she just says I have done something wrong and that I'm too selfish and egoistic. and she is really smart. and she has freakingly good language skills, although she says she ain't that good. now, I have no jokes, no puns and no evil plots behind my back. nope, that's not a evil plot, it's my lil doggy. yeah, he is black, but he ain't devil. I hope... now, I'll go write something in somewhere else... so, I went to my email, and gave her the adress. but, maybe she'll find something better to do. or, to be precise, she realizes there is no reason to read this. we'll see...
well, my phg finished it. the whole thing. and in case you are wondering, I did not misspell phd. the phg stands (well, it's more like black on white, but still. maybe they can stand, who knows?) for personal half god. phg read the whole profile. and I did offend her in one of our mails. one could say I'm good at offending people...well, I already own her a plie of chocolate for something, probably offending her. (yeah, good religion with sacrifices and all) what? you are annoyed thatI just talk about half god and nothing else? geez, you know people have the bad habit of talking about their religiion all the time if they are committed enough, all the way to the really aggrivating, so that's just what I do. ups, did I offend someone very religiosu by what I said? I didn't mean to. but asa you can see, I am good at offending others. but back to phd. I probably never get one, since I'm not good studier, and I doubt I could write the ending work. anyway, one of my theories might really be accurate. about the dangers of fav lists. oh yes, I do realize the mistake of saying it here, but maybe phg won't go there. did you get confused wiith phd and phg? I hope you did, because I just risked a lot (my reputation in front of phg. so, basically not much...) just to make you confused. now, whether or not you'll excuse me, I'll go typing my fic. and yeah, I'm tired, so I might be rude. sorry about it. I was suggested I shoudl write a blog, but thatdoes sound little absurd. no offense, okay? ot was a good sugestion and all. now i'm off...and I won the hundred meter dash! yay me! okay okay, I was the only participant, but still it counts. trust me, I'm a math student.
I tried to upgrade this, wrote some whining and thoughts, and when I tried to update the prof, the internet connection died. when it returned, all was lost. and I don't feel like saying the same things again. but, CaN could be discontinued due to rubbish and authors self-loathing attack. whatever, I would say enjoy the summer, but most think it's too hot, so that's rather pointless. bye, take care! talking about mental damage...I went to youtube and watched some kaityson clips...
so, what happens when kangaroo stepped on a trap door? it bounced off. not funny? well, give me a break, that was probably my first real joke here. but, now I have Adam Lambert's new cd. awesome, eh?
I am trying my best. is it enough? nope. does people see that? yes they do. do they see I'm trying my best? usually no. I really am tired of hearing things like, 'you can do it, all you need to do is put more effort to it' and 'I know you can do better, if you just try harder'. so, my best ain't enough. and yes, I am getting freakingly depressed. can one tell? I dunno. there is people I would like to talk, but since I'm lacking something to say, I stay silent. yes, I need to have a clue about what to talk about, since somehow,if I don't have one, it makes no sense talking and I getclosed in. I think it's better to to get separated by time of not talking, than talk, get awkward and then get distant because not talking since last time was accurate. I know, it makes no sense, since they both have the same result, only difference being that other has more talk in it. yeah, never mind. it's only a week, then I get away from mother, and my stalker. and maybe then, I can regain some of the mental balance I have been losing recently. let's keep the hope up. even if it's heavy. some exercise is good for one's health. just remember, carry the weight on your legs, not on your back, otherwise you get back problems. yeah nice payment, 'here, for your hard work, have some problems'. met, kiuku, thanks for existing.
10.383k words. I got a word saying that's how many words is used so far in this profile. checked by Word. word bro! now when I have used the word enough for satisfaction, let's move on yeah. hilarious. I moved on to next line. hah. call me whatever you want, butI like the words (yeah, couldn't say lyrics) of lambert's new cd. okay, 'whatever you want' is rather long, so wyw is fine too. just don't mix me with wow, that would be odd. okay, I admit, I have nothing to say, but I was told I have been neglecting this, so I had to do something. but the fatc I have wrote even this much speaks volumes. literally, since if I ever end up publishing a series, it would have really many volumes, since I can just go on without a plot. not like I have one even when I do have something to say. but, I think I will be neglecting my prof a lot more in the future, cuz in few days, I'm finally of and in army. let's hope that helps me get my head back on the right place. yeah, this over usage of computer has messed up with my neck. it's all twisted. no, actually it was because I watched chuck and sat on the floor, bending my head 90 degrees. why? well, I was petting my dog at the same time. who is doing fine, thanks for asking. although, Ithink he might perish while I'm away, since my family really doesn't take that good care of it, less now when there is the annoying puppy around. now, I think I have wrote enough to say I have paid attention. which I didn't, since I was writing this on my left hand, which means I didn't use the right hand, which means I did it wrongly. which reminds me, I used to play ice hockey at elementary school for few years. it was fun, although the last year we started switching the rennis ball the teacher told us to play so no one would get hurt, into the real hockey. and I was a goalie. and it actually really did hurt. especially since other than helmet, we had no protective gear. and they had rather good aim after winters of playing. so I was rather happy whenever teacher came closer the ice, so we had to hide the hockey and switch back to the ball. hm? you wanna know why I shared this? ain't it obvious? i needed to type something with both hands, so it would be right, and this was juts what came to my mind. now, I am ready to go type a fic. thanks my readers, it has been a pleasure having you around, and I hope we'll meet again one day. good luck and whatnot.
okay, I seem to be onroll with making goodbyes everywhere. feels like a bad premonition. whatever. I have good news!! phg called me her online friend!! that's awesome, i am, or at least was her friend in some level *happy* okay, now I was asked to do semeuke test. not going to tell you what I end up being XD see ya!
yeah, got this far with good news. now, phg took her words back and I am not her online friend. later she did refer me as online "friend". yes, life is good. right. and I don't want to go to army anymore. it'll be horrible. I don't like being around many people, and there we are 24/7. so, what the heck was I thinking? especially I don't like sleeping around people. really, really nice. and no, nothing to worry, I'm fine. these attacks come sometimes. usually they go by. anyhow, I better do something more useful than this. oh, btw, I get a person to actually guess my gender. I was really pleased with the answer. I had so much fun with the guesser. the guesser got a little confused though...it was only the next day she figured out what was the real aswer. if she did. of course, i could have lied. about the semeuke test, I was chibiseme. yes, I knew you didn't care, so I had no reason why not to tell. not like there is that much people reading this anyway. like two. wow. although, that is mostly my fault for making this six foot long...
20.7.2012. I know, that's not the american way to put it, but why would I use that style, since it's not good for me. besides, that can't really cause too much confusion, since there ain't 20 months per year. but, I finally marked new entry, and even with a correct day. whisles for that. so, I know you are all dying to hear what it's like in army. well, it's awesome, although I should be in better shape. mentally mostly. but since that can't be helped, I'lll need to go with this. but, in there (yeah, I am on holiday now, I am not yet allowed to use my laptop in the military base. one day, I might get the lisence. let's keep our fingers crossed. in here, keeping fingers crossed usually means lying...or so I think...I could be wrong...) anywa, the day starts at 05.45 and free time starts at 18.00, if you pass your cleaning duties. otherwise you have to clean untill it is approved. during the free time you can take care of the equipments you have used during the day (if you don't they'lll break and you'll have to pay), go for jog, gym or other exercises, and read soldiers manual. sure, you have also a while tome to do whatever you want to. like make sure your bed and closet are looking good, in case there comes a sudden insepctor to see that all is well. at 21.00, you are back on duty, you have 15 time to open the bed correctly but leave the pillow and blanket nicely, before the evening counting starts, so the OC can be sure no one has escaped. at 22.00 the lights go of and silence starts. and trust me, nearly every night you fall asleep like that. and then you have nice amry dreams and wake upto the new day at 05.45. yeah, I really do love it here. the people around aint' that bad, kinda fits the atmosphere, and I like the lessons and all we do. eeven when I am not doing good. shooting is still fun, even when your aim is not so good. so, all in all, army is the best place I have been. phg, your flat was nice, but at the time, it was rather empty. not that I ama complaining, but still...why am I expecting she still reads this? dunno, but if you do, I am sorry for not contacting you. I have had rather tight schedule...but, if anyone has guestions, juts ask, although if it's not army related, I have no idea. it's not like we have time to check up the news (okay, I don't do that even if I have time...). now, take care, see you around. (funny thing, as a kid, I was afraid of war, and I never wanted to fight in one. now if a war starts, I am forced to fight. so the life goes..and I go now too, bye)
HERE AGAIN. yoiu may have been wandering where I am, but I am in the military. yeah, I know you know that. but I had rather full week. from tuesdau to this day, I had two hours of free time. which was more or less to take care of your gear. we had a lovely few days at wooods, learning how to crawl, run and sneak around in the forest. yeah, crawling in mud is so much fun. then we had some attack movements, and all kind of exercises that required to be/duck in the mud. yeah, it was fun, but the night in rain with leaking tent was not too nice. and the morning when you woke up in a puddle and everything was soaking wet was...let's say interesting. but anyway, it was really tough and we had something to work on the whole time. so I am really tired. that's why I am not reading any messages now, because I really need to sleep, because lately I have slept like fe hours per night, due to different reasons. I would love to, but I already nearly fall asleep while standing, so I better not try to stay up any longer. but I will be here tomorrow, so I can talk then and tell all kind of things. hah, in the woods, I really forgot I used to have life outside the army...I totally forgot everuything...if someone had aske what my first name was I would have just said rookie. in case I had recalled what first name really means..(we only use the ranking title, and last name. just so you know).it was freaky to get out of there, because it was odd walking without the helmet and vest...and I couldn't believ I wasn't wet anymore...O.O but all in all, it was fun. althoug, it owuld have been nicer if last night I wouldn't have juts dreamed about people attacking our base qand we needing to defend the place, putting our gear back on, running aorund, and then hiding in the bed so the enemy would think we are helplessly asleep and ready to be killed, so we could surprise attack them. really nice exchange for the day...especially when waking up few times during the night and then figuring out was it juts a dream our was there really something going on...I really couldn't tell right away... oh, just so you get why it was tough is because we had a gear of something like 15 kilos, I guess around 30 pounds vest on us the whole time. running in it was really something, esåecially uphill. plus, we had our rifle in our hand the whole time. espect when eating. then it could be leaning against our leg or the vest we alos were allowed to take of. sure, we have helmet also. that's really cool looking XD although, in it is rather hot...gosh, I am asleep here...anyway, I have reasons for the tiredness, alongisde the fact I am not fit enough...oh, and we slept in the forest just one night (yeah, we also ate in there.), but next week we will be there two night and three days. so, I will be really bussy again. but, I have also good news. I got the permission to use computer on my free time. really nice. especially since we have no free time there now...but, let's not be sad, I have spent ages wanting of being there. so I like it. *yawn* now, I will go to sleep, sorry about that. you know the things I am not saying here, but I still feel the same very strongly. what the heck, I have nothing to loose, my reputation is gone anyway, so *hug*.
hm. I dunno if I said this earlier, and the last thing I wanna do is read what I have wrote, so I pretend I metnioned I had three days forest trip this week. and I couldn't stand it after the first day and night. quite literally, since I wasn't really able to stand for longer than few minutes, even without the vest. I did have the rifle with me...and I was evacuated from the forest on the second day, since my lungs felt like burning. they figured I had some sort of infection and gave me antibiotics and told me to sleep. I did sleep two days in row, so...but yeah. it sucked that I missed so much fun. they played with mimes and gasmasks and all. and I missed it all ;_; yeah, and most likely me skipping it made it next to impossible for me to get to the CO-course, since they only take the best to that. so it seems I can only enjoy army for half a year. but, all I can say is that I really did try my best. however unadequate that was. but, for now, I try to getrid of the cough, and really get completely healthy, since we will play around in few weeks. and we'll have five days camp out, so I am so not going to miss that one...I rather die in the woods than give it up. and that's a fact.
I mentioned army is a great place, but did I tell they have zero tolerance to swearing? wll, they have. and oddly, I have learned to swear like hell ever since starting there. practically every other sentence includes a 'dirty' word, whether it needs it or not. because even the really high and mighty people that hold the lectures swears. they may even start the lecture with some sort of cursing involved. and I bet I mentioned the fact that we are always in a hurry to move out of teh unit and get ready for the next task, only to wait in the location for ages. makes one onder...yesterday, we woke up around five in the morning, rushed into breakfast, and then we had way over hour time to do nothing. just waiting around. really clever I say...but yeah, it's cool there. way better than studying math. then again, there is quite a lot things better than studying math...okay, I juts had a feeling of being stupid, juts talking about me and my life in profile, but then I recalled that that's what profile is meant for. talking jibberish. to those who have meaningless profiles, good for you. not like I believe that for real, but let's pretend your profiles are really that important. ? no, I am not mean. am I? sorry if I was it's like I am not in control right now...well, been a bit odd head ever since being ill...maybe the brain tumor I talked with phg is finally getting ready to mess up my life, now that everything else is more or less good enough. would fit into my luck. hm, have I told my roommates threat to throw me out of the window? well, anyway, they have upgradd it a bit. there is a threat going on, that my limbs will be chopped of and hidden into the woods. yes, it feels really homie to be there. the place is the earthly establishement of team spirit and caring of others...but yeah, all aren't wuite as hapy being there, so they have their reasons to be annoyied when I declare how much fun I had in some exercise or similar. hah, life is so good..
HEre again. yes, I know there is the huge audience, waiting for me to wrap some more to this profile. I also have at least this one fellow who said I had huge profile, but it's fine since it's fun. and he/she can't recall, had read it half way through. but this isn't really THAT long. only this long. well, currently a little bit longer, but let's not go to that. wanna have a working and cheap advice how to get your hair into condition where you can bent, move and place them as you wish, without using any money or product? yes? well, it's simple. stay on forest five days and four nights, run around during daytime, get all sweaty, sandy and muddy after running/crawling/biking around. then sleep in a tent that has a heater that some moron puts too much wood so it's freakingly hot there. after the five days, your hair is very mullible and you can make it stick straight up from your skulp.and it really doesn't feel half that bad. as long as you don't accidentally brush some gun oil into your hair. then it just gets rather disgusting and slimy. sure, I learned something else in teh 5 day camp out, but that's goverment issues, so I won't tell anything about it. except the bikes are really good to ride. at least if the saddle stays in place, not swingign from side to side. but honestly, I only wrote this to prove that this ain't so fun to read, so seriously peopel, you can getalife and stop reeading this. thruth is, whether or not anyone read this, I will still keep writing it just for my own fun. I had some joke thought up, but I can't recall it anymore. so, no jokes here. but you wanna know what is amusing? to me at least. well, in the camp, we had bread on every meal. and no one dared to put them on ground, rock, tree trunk or anything, because that would be dirty and unhygienic. instead, the bread was placed on thigh, on the pants that had been on when crawling in the said forest, or swamp, depending where we had been and whatwe had done. and we wore the pants the whole time, sweating, mudding and all in them. and we still put the bread on them. it owuld have been zillion times more hygienic to just put it on the ground. and the spoon. we wiped it clean to out jacket after eating. jacket was undergoing the same as pants. so, soldiers get good immune system, or they get really sick. I huess that could be all for tonight, still no joke, but I better not write more.
okay. my writing ain't flowing, and I have no time to update this, and my profile is tired. so, I give it a holiday. I dobt my prof will send any cards from the trip, but we'll see. but for now, hasta luego
Saturday 29. yes, I know. it has been ages. like a month. can't believe it o.o anyway, not like I still have somehting to say, but I figure I could test if I could ramble. which I could test, if I were to know the definition of ramble. which I don't know. so whether I can or not, I can write, since I can always say I thought I was rambling. but juts to give something real here, I was enough clever to start writing fourth ongoing fic. ain't that clever? it will be a miracle if I one day finish them. although, it oucl happen that I juts kill them...or rather, blow them up. I am blowing stuff up here. yes, the priviledge of being in army. although, I don't like it. the blasts don't feel too nice.but, I wouldn't be me if I couldn't pretend I am having the time of my life. seriously, the days go past so slowly I am clearly having the time of my life spent here...but, it should get better. everyone is looking forward to the winters forest camps. who wouldn't want to crawl around in snow, eat while sitting on snow, trying to keep toes unfrozen. haha, that will be so fun. it is strange, I had been planning on going to buy chips. but instead I came to play with computer. and then I planned on writing a new chap to one of the endles mutlichaps, but instead I am writing this. yeah, I know, I apparently don't manage to do what I plan on doing. promises good results when it's my time to lead a group. oh, we will be so screwed then...anyway, I think I have babbled enough jibberish for this test run. and I do wonder is there still people reading this? yes? how nice...but I seriosuly think you could do something better with your life. for real. even I don't care to read this, and it is my profile after all. I should care what it says. but I don't. so, even if someone would complain about something, really that is a waste of time. but, if you really have the time, go ahead. I love laughing to people who has too much free time in their life. must be boring. no, I am not jealous. of course not. I enjoy having roughly three hours per day to do what I want, minus the times when I have a test to read to. so no, why would I be jealous? -smirk- rigth now, I am liking it here. it's fun.
so fun. finally really doing some damage with teh coughing that has been on for 7 weeks. not good idea cough for so long and then get antibiotics for it. I was already well accustomed to the cough, it wasn't really bothering anymore. but yes, maybe I learn a lot from this experience of getting rid of my lungs. otherwise, life sure is good. phg is having birthday soon, I hope I really recall to congratulate her. why is this interesting? because I never told when my b-day is, and I bet it should be mentioned in profile. so, telling roundabout date when someone else's b-day is, that covers it, right? great, I thought so too. now, I will go to sleep and dream of ice cream. it makes coughing all the funnier. take care everyone, woudln't want you to get sick too. oh, this was written on the time between First and SEcond AUK. that's a great date for people to determine if this is a new entry or not. and the time is 22:45 in here, saturday evening. finally some real info on this profile...
it has been a while. and this is so long it's boring to roll it down so I can scribble somehting more. but hey, just to disappoint those who hoped I had given up on this, I had to continue, didn't I? yeah, I am crueal, and yes, that was partly stolen from one other person. though luck, but it waas not patented. okay, that's all, times up and I am back on duty. yes, I had lovely two hours of freedom today, and nice waking up at three in the night ahead of me. who said army isn't nice...beside me I mean...no, it's fine. the CO's are the best. -smirk-
hah. ye, I know. you have missed me like hell. well, good thing for you I am back in action, at least for a moment. and in case someone actually has been missing my profile update, why the hell have you not voted on my well crafted poll? I really put a lot of effort to it. T_T so no whining. okay. in case you are interested, I have a finishing of CO'course tomorrow. it will be basically a drinking even for everyone, so it will be rather boring, and I won't have time to entertain you. in case we pretend that's what I do with my life. and I have injured my joint and are using cranes to get around. hah hah. no, it's the different leg than where I broke the knee. ha ha. I am so amused. no honestly, that wouldn't really be an issue, but I missed the hellish about 200 klicks march. and I would have wanted to do that til the end. instead, I got about 50 kilometers and then the leg stopped working. but let's leave that behind us, since I doubt you'll understand why I would want to do something like that, and if you aren't in army, I doubt it even could befully explained. hm. I don't know what else to say. haven't seen earthworms around...there is snow there..I'll have twelve days holiday ahead...somehow, it's hard to believe there is anyone here that really cares to read this...apart met. but I could tell all this to her anyway...sleeepyyy. meaning, don't worry about me. just ignore everything like you always do. no, of course I am not rebuking you...T_T get real will you? and yes. I think that maybe if I get someone annoyed, someone will vote, comment or something. people are lazy, and the best way to get a move on is threatning, which I can't do effectively (not that I would even if I could *whisteling*) or getting them pissed. so live with it. I might care one day about your feelings. bye for now!!
so, thanks to the oh-so-encouraging votes I have received, and because rambling is oh-so-funny, I am typing something. I know. this is so long it is boring to read. because it never seems to end. we had a march like that in the army. me? I didn't get to enjoy it long before my leg kinda broke. do I mind about that? well. I could share that with the world, but the truth is, the world couldn't care less. so I won't. but hey, it's cool. and I haev been wondering, why do everyone say they can see emotions in the eyes? because that is not the case (I admit, I sue that in fics too) because what really shows the emotions is all the little muscles around teh eye and face. the eye is just colored cirlce that changes shape depending on the amount of light. so it reveals nothing. and yeah, rigth now I counted black as a color. sorry. I just don't know how to be funny and interesting anymore ;_; of course I seriously care about that...don't trust the smileys that doesn't even live up to it's name! I mean, could you call that one 'a smiley'? I wouldn't...I would call it George...no offense to georges, but it fits him, don't you think?
just because this is the last day of this year, I figured I could mark it with that nice line. and yes. I have drank too much coffee, thanks for asking. yes, i figure I shoudl be doing something else, and definitely not writing this. who knows what I will end up writing. and no, I am not talking about the band. or the doctor...but that reminds me, new season of the big bang theory starts week from now. and some hours. and it will take ages before I get to see it. if I get to see it...but we'll see how it goes. with good luck...if it's bad luck, I won't see it...oh c'mon, if you have read this far, you shoudl know better than actually expect something worth reading. honestly...okay. if the poll is correct, there ain't many reading this. not that I mind, one is all, all is one. and yes, I steal stuff from various shows and books. want to hear something more? then I suggest you turn on radio or something. this ain't loud place. and I am well aware I run out of things to say half profile ago. I am amazed you read this...I don't think I would. I would be checking what my dad is doing...which I might go do...okay. like I could leave you that suddenly (I admit. I tried use the abrupt-thingy, but didn't manage to write the correct form correctly...it's hard man...and yeah, I have found that check spelling-thingy up there, but that would be spooky to press it and see how much goes red...so I won't use it...poor you...) I think i am done now. better not bore you. and my hands are shaking. entertaining, but makes it hard to use them correctly and hit the right buttons...I don't think caffeine is good for me...wow, they really twitch...
good luck to the next age. don't we all like Mayas...see you next year!!
okay. it's year 2013. most of us made it this far. but I wonder. what I have seen, is that many has restarted their profiles. maybe I shoudl wipe all that crap away too? I mean, it is so seldomly read, for heavens sake, I don't care to read it. then I could start all over again. then again. albeit I am trying to change, woudln't it be such a waste to take all that away? I mean, if I were to fall into coma tomorrow, all here would be would be few lines, not few foots to writing. and that would be sad. and no, I am not planning to fall into coma. even though we have nearly three hours of standing outside. yes, standing. yay. my fingers will most likely fall off. but whatever. I challenge someone out there to actually give a damn. no one? hah, knew it. no, I am not being depressed, I am tired. and my mp3 broke. where can I listen to adam lambert now? so sad... I figure this was adequate update to be first in this year. you may disagree, but face the facts, you disagreeing doesn't change a thing. even if you stop reading, I will keep writing. sometimes. when I feel like it. okey dokey, I am out of here
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