Anna

A short story by blublaise
"Anna"



Prologue
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"I'm leaving you." 

Those words. Piercing through me. So painful, so painful. But that pain is only so temporary. This hollow numbness quickly replaces it. My hands pause from chopping vegetables, my fingers gripping the knife's handle. I'm trembling. Trembling so much I didn't know what to do. 

"What?" 

I couldn't turn. I was too afraid to see his face. I'm trembling. My hand is hurting; I'm gripping the handle too hard. I can't let it go. 

Don't say it. Not another time. Tell me you're lying. 

"I said I'm leaving you." 

A sliver of water drips down from my cheek. It's burning me. Burning my skin with an invisible fire. He's lying. He's always teasing me so. I shouldn't take it seriously. 

But why am I crying so hard?

"No." 

My voice is also trembling. It's cracking. I can't control anything. What's happening to me? It's a joke! A joke! He's just playing! 

"Anna..." 

Why is your voice so gentle? You're joking, so why do you say my name so gently? Stop it. Why are you doing this? 

"I SAID NO!"

I'm screaming. I'm trembling so terribly. Why is he playing such a cruel, cruel joke? Why isn't his arms around me, kissing my cheek so lovingly like he usually does? Why do you feel so far away? 

"Anna, calm down. You know this day would come."

I never wanted it to come! Why are you saying such things?! Stop joking! I don't like this. I'm gripping the handle so hard. I might break it. Why are my eyes so wet? Everything is getting blurry. 

"No. No, no, no, NO!" 

I'm screaming again. It's all his fault. Why is he making me scream? Can't he understand? I'm trembling so badly. 

"You have to let go, Anna. Let me go." 

I'm at my limit. I turn so abruptly and lift the knife I'm holding onto so tightly. 

"I ALREADY SAID NO!" 

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A Day Out of a Thousand
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The day I met him, I can never forget. I was eighteen years old, and it was just a few weeks after high school graduation. It was a beautiful summer day, a Sunday. The holy day. It was fate...

I was on the fields nearby the creek, camera dangling from my fingers as I captured the moments when the breeze blew by, the sun's reflection on the clear water. I walked aimlessly until I bumped into him. 

He was lying underneath an apple tree, apples surrounding him. His eyes were closed in a nap. His bronze hair playing with the breeze. He was so beautiful; I just had to capture him. 

I edge closer, trying to get a good angle. He woke up at the click of my camera. 

"What are you doing?" he asked me. His voice was beautiful. Everything about him was just so poetic, and my heart nearly broke at the beauty of it all. 

I flushed with pleasure at hearing his voice. "Ah—that. I'm pursuing photography, so, um, I thought you looked really beautiful so I took a picture of you," I stuttered. What a joke I was compared to him! Who would've known he'd fall in love with me as well?

He chuckled; it was a lovely sound. "Beautiful?" he teased. "That's the first feminine compliment I've received." 

"It's not strictly feminine!" I exclaimed. "'Beautiful' could describe men, too. I'm not calling you gay or whatever. It's just that—well, there was some sort of poetic beauty about you that I had to capture it. 'Handsome' just doesn't cut it." 

He smiled. It was a smile that took my breath away. "Oh, is that so? I thought 'handsome' and 'beautiful' were synonyms?" 

I laughed curtly. "Well, if that's really the case, why are you complaining about me calling you 'beautiful'?" I countered. 

He laughed again. "You got me there," he commended. 

I flushed. "And besides," I continued, avoiding his eyes,"such words are conveyed at different levels. Kind of like emotion. 'Love' and 'like' may be synonyms in certain cases, but they're at different levels from one another, you know?" I took a split second glance at him and blushed. He was giving me such an intense, amused stare that made my stomach all fluttery. 

"Really? So how would you convey what you feel about me?" He rested his chin on the palm of his hand, in which a silver ring glinted from his second to last finger. He was leaning closer. 

I bit my lip and met his eyes. "Ah, well. I can't express such a thing in words, you see..." 

His eyebrow lifted. "Oh, really?" 

"Mm-hm..."

"Well, then, how would you express it?" he asked, so much closer. 

I laughed, blushing leisurely. "Ah, you have to keep this a secret from your wife."

"Yeah?" he queried, his breath mingling with mine. 

I bit my lip. "Oh, yes. Or else she'll be angry once she finds out you've been fiddling with the young dame in the fields," I replied. 

"I see," he said. "Well, she'd be very surprised to find out that she and the young dame from the fields are one and the same." 

"Is that so?"

"Mm-hm." 

I laughed and kissed him. He always loved to tease me. That day was our second anniversary. Such a lovely spring day. 


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Silent Lover
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"I love you," I whispered, wrapping my arms around his waist. "So, so much." 

He didn't turn, nor did he say anything. His eyes stared off in the distance. I wonder what he's thinking. 

"Why aren't you answering me?" I asked, tightening my hold. 

He remained silent. Why isn't he answering me? Why? Why is he ignoring me? 

"Are you mad about what Daniel and I did? Don't worry, he kissed me. He's the one who forced himself on me. I don't love him. I only love you. Only you. I only need you, Sam," I murmured, kissing his neck. He still didn't answer me. 

Tears started sliding down my cheek. I tightened my hold on him. "I'll never let you go..." 

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Dinner
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I placed the last platter onto the dinner table. I smiled at Sam as I sat down across from him. 

"I made dinner, Sam. Your favorites. You can eat now," I said cheerfully, helping him put food onto his plate. 

His eyes did not meet mine and he didn't answer my cheerful exclamations. I ate and told him about my day at work. He remained unmoving, not touching his food. 

I put my fork down. "Why aren't you eating? Are you sick? Did you pull your stitches?" I asked worriedly. I am a good wife. I take care of my husband. I love him. I love him so much. 

"No," he said. 

I got up and brushed his hair from his forehead. I kissed the stitches there lovingly and held his hand. "It's alright if you're not hungry," I murmured. "You can go to sleep, if you're tired."


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The Horrible Truth
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"Ah, Jen, it's nice to be out every once and a while...," I sighed, sipping a cup of coffee as I sat across my best friend in a cafe. 

She smiled warmly. "Ah, yes. You're always spending your time alone in that house of yours," she replied. 

"Alone? I've got Sam with me." 

Her eyes filled with pity as she put her hand consolingly on mine. Why? Why is there pity in her eyes? "Anna..." 

I blinked. "What? Why are you looking that way at me?" 

"You know why. You've always been like this since the accident."

My grip tightened on my cup. "What accident? Jen, what are you talking about?" 

"Don't make me say it, Anna," she cautioned, looking away. 

"GOD DAMMIT, JEN!" I yelled, banging my hand on the table. Several eyes turned toward us. 

"Anna, calm down. You're catching attention!" 

"Then tell me what you're talking about," I whispered intensely, my teeth gritting. My heart pounding. I didn't really want to know. But why am I asking if I don't? Why am I doing this? 

Jen swallowed. Her voice was ever so low. "You've always acted this way ever since the car accident. Ever since that day when a truck crashed into his car when he was with his mistress. You know that." 

My eyes widened. "But he left her, you know? He loves me. That's why he came back to me. Jen, you're silly. Why are you bringing this up? He's been with me ever since," I laughed. 

"Anna..." There she goes again. Consoling me. 

"WHAT? Why are you acting this way?!" I exclaimed. I stood up. I was so fed up. 

And so was she. "ANNA! You know why! But you just can't accept the truth! YOU CAN'T ACCEPT THAT SAM IS DEAD! He's dead, Anna! Why do you keep fooling yourself?! Why are you doing this to yourself?! Anna, you're my best friend! You need help!" she yelled after me. 

My heart stopped. Everything blurred and I swayed. I slowly turned around. I laughed. "Jen, you silly girl. Sam is alive. He's alive! Look, if you come over at my house, I'll show you. I'll prove you wrong, Jen," I said, taking her by the wrist and pulling her out of the cafe. 

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Over for Dinner
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"Follow me upstairs, Jen. He's usually asleep at this time," I said, climbing up the stairs. 

I heard Jen follow me up slowly. "Anna," she gasped,"what is that God awful smell?!" 

"You're silly, Jen." 

She pulled me around. "I don't know what you're playing, Anna. Stop this. Stop it right now. Sam's dead." 

A numbness washed over me again. But I pulled myself together. "No. And I'll prove it to you. Come." I pulled away from her and opened my bedroom door. "Sam? Are you awake?" I called. 

He didn't answer. 

"He's probably asleep." From the corner of my eye, I saw Jen gag. I pulled her in and pointed at the lump on the bed. "He's sleeping right now..." I pulled the sheets away. 

"God, Anna!" Jen exclaimed, holding her hands over mouth and nose. "You kept him here all this time? Anna, wake up! He's decaying! How could you live with this?!" 

"How dare you! How dare you say such things in my house!" I yelled. 

"I need to get out of here. I'm calling the police—anyone. Keeping a dead body is not good, Anna," she said. 

What? They'll take my Sam away?! "No, no, NO! I won't let you, Jen!" 

I chased after her. She reached the stairs. How can I stop her? How? 

I ran and pushed her down. She landed at the bottom with a thud and a gasp. She looked at me with fear. "Anna, please..." 

I slowly went down the stairs. She crawled away, toward the back door in the kitchen. "Why do you want to take him away from me, Jen? I thought you were my best friend."

She groaned as she dragged herself, trying get away from me. "Why are you so afraid of me, best friend? Why do you want to ruin everything, best friend?" I paused at the bottom of the stairs. "Why did you cheat with my husband, BEST FRIEND?" 

She screamed as I stepped on her arm. A crunch erupted from it, but she still continued to drag herself away. I picked up the knife from the counter. 

"I hate you, best friend," I whispered. 


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Final Good-bye
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"I'm leaving you." 

"What?" 

"I said I'm leaving you." 

"No."

"Anna..."

"I SAID NO!"

"Anna, calm down. You know this day would come."

"No. No, no, no, NO!"

"You have to let go, Anna. Let me go."

"I ALREADY SAID NO!" I yelled. "I'VE LOST YOU ONCE, I CAN'T LOSE YOU AGAIN!" 

He came over to me, lowering my raised hand. "I loved you, Anna..." 

I wrapped my arms around him. "I love you. I love you so much, Sam. Why did you leave me?" 

My tears are falling non-stop. I can't see his face anymore. 

"I loved you." 

"Don't leave me again..." 

"Then, you know what to do, Anna." His lips were on my ears, whispering, whispering. "Do it, Anna." 

"Yes, I'll do it for you." 

Die. 

Dawson's Creek: Characters

Yes. I am a semi-fan of Dawson's Creek. Don't shoot me.

Joey Potter: Best character ever! Though I am not found of Katie Holmes's execution of Joey. I'm not a fan of her acting.

Pacey Witter: Badass man! 'Nuff said.

Dawson Leery: Annoying as hell. Hate him soooo much. He's like your typical shoujo heroine—only he's a guy. Let's all decide he's gay, then.

Jen (something): Meh. I don't like her, but I don't hate her. She's an in between.

Andie: Sweet, nice, likable.

Jack: Wait... He's gay?

Friends

My friends, all of them, are super awesome and make me feel super happy. I couldn't have asked for better friends. Here are some things that make me feel special:

Soraya's smiles when she laughs at my jokes
Marisa's hugs when she's sad or when she's happy
Anna's annoying pokes and hair pulling
Manny showing me his serious side and warm smiles
Chris's... Friendliness =D
Alyssa's respect for me
Emily and Paula's keeping up with my craziness
Sharlynn's hugs, smiles, and overall friendship
Santi's attempts at making me laugh
Seb V.'s kindness
Seb F.'s... Uhmm... IDK?
Cruz's friendship
Giana's hugs and squirreliness
Rocky's niceness and... Being Rockyness
Angel's jokes XP
Lucas's craziness
Marcella's sweetness and friendliness
Erica#6's randomness and ball-magnetness
Erica#7's insanity<3 and trust
Amber(8A)'s quirkiness and honesty


A few more things, but those are a few honorable mentions off the top of my head.

WUV CHU FWIENDS<3

....

When it comes to looking badass, Batman totally beats Superman, hands down. I mean seriously. Let's look at the contestants:

Batman: Sexy and in all black.

Superman: Gay brief over gay tights, and colors that are bright(otherwise known as gay).

Get my point? Last I checked, gay does not = badass.

I LOVE TURTLES

Yes. Yes, I do. Do you dare question meh???

Blargh, this is so random. Anyway, I feel like posting what's on my mind.

Turtles are so green. Their shells kind of remind me of emeralds. Emeralds were my former best friend(s) birthstone. Yep. May bloomers. Anyhow, I think it's strange that turtles have beaks. I mean, they're freaking reptiles!! Not birds!! Sure, platypi(? Or is it platypuses, platypeese, platypusen???) also have beaks, but it's okay coz they can be secret agents. Turtles are not good secret agents. They're too green. And weird. I think turtles should have tongues like snakes. That'd be cool. But then, they'd look more freaky... Anyway, I still don't know the difference between a turtle and a tortoise. Actually, scratch that. More like, I always forget. Darn ADD. *slaps self* OW!!!

Bleh, anyway, I think turtles are cute. They should be the new trend in pandaism(is that even a word???). I once had two pet turtles named Ivy Leaf and Forest. They were like two inches long. Not even. One and a half. Ja. I wonder how birds reproduce. Turtles have very good swimming skills. Ivy Leaf and Forest were pro swimmers. They should be in the Olympics. Did I spell that right? Whatevs. Anyhow, turtles sure like their veggies. They probably would never get in trouble with their parents in the dinner table. Lucky brats. I envy them.

Well

First off, long time no post! It's strange, after being gone for so long...

Anyhow! I checked my statistics for this blog, and I have to say, I'm thoroughly impressed! I have viewers from three countries! Three!! USA, Canada, and Germany. I'm impressed. Truthfully, I don't really take this blog seriously. It's just for fun. But, I'm really impressed!!!

Also, I have decided to cancel all publication of my works on WattPad. I just DO NOT have the time to work on the stories, or any stories whatsoever. But, I might pick up these stories again later on and continue it. So consider me on hiatus.

Further updates... The first volleyball game of the season is this Saturday. Buddies from my school, YOU ISH WELCOME TO WATCH! Also, see you guys on the picnic on Sunday!!!

Gah, a few complaints about the schoolyear: First day of school, TOO MUCH DARN HOMEWORK. WHY?! TEST IN A FEW DAYS. WHY?! HECTIC SCHEDULE. WHY?! TOP FLOOR; MORE STEPS TO CLIMB. WHY?! /nag/nag/nag

Song of the Day

God, I love this song so much. It's so laid back, and, well, totally fits the title.

Drunk Again by Reel Big Fish

If I had a dollar bill for every time Ive been wrong
Id be a self-made millionaire and youd still be gone
So hand me down my best dress shoes and my best dress shirt
Cause Im going out in style to cover the hurt
And all I wanna do all day is spend it in bed
But thats bad for the body and even worse for my head
So Ill try and find a place where no one will ask me a thing
Itll help to forget and help me to sing

Cause now Im drunk again
The means to my end
And Im scared of myself
Cause now its the same the faces and names
And Im scared of myself again

Have you ever wanted to wake up from your dreaming
Scared you so bad you couldnt control your heart or your breathing
Well walk out the door with me on the floor
You dont care how Im feeling
I guess a weak and tired and frightened man is no longer appealing

Some people have a gift of reaching right into your soul
and finding the whole and making it
bigger
Baby sometimes I think I catch ya crackin cynical smiles
and in a short while youll be my
hearts grave digger
Well theres not much I can do
Cause Im at the mercy of you
So baby I guess were through

Cause now Im drunk again
The means to my end
And Im scared of myself
Cause now its the same the faces and names
And Im scared of myself again
Cause now its all the same the faces and the names
So go walk out the door you dont believe me no more
And Im scared of myself again

If I had a dollar bill for every time I been wrong
Id be a self made millionaire and I wouldnt be singing

Strong Words

"... I am the strongest! That's right, I've never truly lost! I've never died! ...That's right. I want to die... I want to kill something! Kill something until it's torn into tiny pieces!"

~Satou-kun

"Look at me! Fall in love with me! Hold me gently! Become my lover and love me! And, finally, according to our wishes... We can die."

~Misaki-chan

Broken Reality

This is a three chapter sample of a new story I'm working on. Further chapter updates can be found in OpenFeint...

This story is a work of fiction. The characters, incidents, and dialogue are drawn from my and OFDK's imagination and are not to be construed as real. Any resemblance to actual events or persons, living or dead, is entirely coincidental. 

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Prologue
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It was a silent, cool night. The air whispered and played with the old trees in the forest, which tapped against the hard stone of the Temple of Balance. The Temple was a large, dome-like marble structure that had one floor above ground, and four more below. Its entrance was a trapdoor a few yards away, which led to the very first floor underground. 

Now, this temple might look like any other temple, with priests that inhabit and protect it, but one object makes it different from any other temple in the world: The Balance of Life and Death. On the room above ground was a single altar, and on top of that altar was a golden scale with a fresh, ripe strawberry--The Strawberry of Life--and a rotten, darkened strawberry--The Strawberry of Death. They say the Strawberry of Life will grant you eternal life, while the Strawberry of Death killed you. If the Strawberry of Life were to be taken from the scale, making it unbalanced, all the people on the world will, one by one, drop dead, except for the person or persons who have taken a bite of the Strawberry of Life. 

Moonlight glinted off of the scale as silence caressed the room. Everything seemed in order... Or was it? 

A shadow of a man dashed through the woods, his foot falls barely audible. He broke the lock to the trapdoor entrance open and slipped in. The man was instantly in the temple, quickly assassinating the priest-guardians in his way with throwing knives and a deadly katana. Blood was splattered in the holy temple. He ran up the steps, slowing down once he reached the room with the scale. 

The shadow-man approached it slowly, his hand outstretched. Just as his fingers neared the Strawberry of Life, an arrow whistled through the air and pierced his hand. He cried out in pain and threw a knife at his opponent, straight through the skull. Cursing, he ripped the arrow out and used his unwounded hand to get the Strawberry of Life and stuff it into his knapsack. 

With a quick look around, the man disappeared from the temple. 

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Ch. One
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Blaise couldn't believe her eyes. It was *him*. She remembered, two years ago, when they first met, and how she had had a crush on him, even when he left a few days later to return to his home dimension. He hadn't said anything that day he left--his name, his dimension, nothing. 

Yet, today! There he was, standing in front of her with those shining, gem-like eyes and ruffled, silvery hair. Blaise didn't know what to say, but it didn't matter: his face clearly said he had something to say to her. 

"Blaise," he said. How did he know her name? She felt like melting at the sound of it. "I'm here to help your planet and save mankind, and I have chosen you to accompany me in this mission." 

Blaise blinked. "S-save mankind?" she stuttered. 

His expression didn't change. "Yes. The balance between Life and Death had been tipped, thus humanity will slowly end. Every hour, a human falls dead due to this. In order to reset this problem, we must retrieve the Strawberry from those who have stolen it," he explained. 

"But w-why me?" Blaise asked. 

"Because you will be the last to die. I need some one who will last long enough to complete this mission. I know this because of what the High Priest told me," he replied coolly. 

Blaise's heart thumped. She was going to be with him again. It didn't matter if he did not share the same feeling she did for him. All that mattered was that he'd be there, with her. "I'll definitely do it. I promise I won't let you down," she said, catching his eyes. 

His lips formed a slight smile. "That is good. Rest for today; you will need a lot of energy for this," he told her. Then, he turned and started to walk away, into a portal. 

"W-wait!" Blaise called after him. 

He turned. "What is it?" 

"I didn't catch your name," she replied breathlessly. This was it. His name. She held her breath. 

"Call me OFDK," he answered and passed through the portal. 

Blaise's eyes widened. OFDK. She giggled breathlessly to herself. 

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Ch. Two
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Morning couldn't come soon enough. Blaise could barely sleep that night due to her excitement. A mission! With OFDK! Could life get any more exciting? 

By sunrise, a knocking on the door woke her up. In her bunny pajamas, she dashed to the front door and opened it. OFDK was outside it, smoking a cigarette. He threw something black at her, and Blaise caught it unsteadily. "Wear that," he said, letting himself in and sitting on the couch. 

Blaise blinked once before coming to her senses and running back to her room. Her cheeks flushed. It was so embarrassing, meeting him face to face in *bunny* pajamas. She shook her head and put her attention to the clothing he had given her. 

It was skin-tight over all with a hard bodice and combat boots. She quickly put them on and admired herself in the mirror. With her strawberry blonde hair tied up in a ponytail, she looked just like a secret agent. Blaise giggled at the though before skipping back to where OFDK was. 

"Okay, done!" she exclaimed, a smile brightening her face. 

OFDK got up and nodded, motioning her to follow him. A portal erupted in front of him and he stepped through, grasping Blaise's hand in doing so. Her heart thumped so hard, then, they were through. 

It was so fast; there was absolutely no sensation. It was just like stepping through a normal door. OFDK continued on, pulling her after him through a metal hallway with windows showcasing different rooms; some rooms looked like test labs, others conference rooms. The lights above were, amazingly, bubbles. 

"Where are we?" Blaise whispered. 

OFDK didn't slow down. "We are in the Earth branch of the organization known as OpenFeint, or OF for short. This is where we'll be briefed for our mission," he explained. 

Blaise didn't get it, but she continued after him anyway. The feel of her hands intertwined with his was lovely. She nearly swooned. 

Finally, after what seemed like forever, they made it to their destination. The door slid open, and OFDK and Blaise entered what looked like a conference room with a giant screen on the far wall. It was showing a map of the world. 

They each sat down before a series of men and a few women. 

"Blaise Archer, and the OpenFeint Dark Knight, welcome. We are the heads of this organization. We shall introduce ourselves, beginning on the very right," the man in the middle said. 

The two shifted their attention to the right. It was humanoid man with green scales all over his body. He wore a black suit and an eyepatch over his left eye. "Call me by the human name 'Drake'."

Beside him was a tall figure wearing a dark hooded cape, that covered almost all of her face, showing only glowing emerald eyes with a red dot in the center. "I am The Hunter." 

Next was the man who talked to us first. He looked human, except for those gray, knowing eyes that took in everything but gave away nothing. "I am The Logic." 

"My name is Milexy!" exclaimed the woman beside him. She was, literally, on fire. Her hair was a wild, burning fire, and her eyes were a blood-red. She wore a strapless red, orange, and yellow dress that made her look even more flammable. 

Then, finally, was a man with silver hair and blue eyes. "I am Tim Spac," he said in a rather mysterious voice. 

"Now that you have met the Head, we shall begin with the briefing," The Logic said, standing up and indicating to the screen. 
 

Xerxes Break

Today, I want to talk about Xerxes Break (Another PH character. Dun dun dun!). Oh, the ever so elusive Break... 

He has white, spiky hair with bangs that cover his left eye (I'll tell you later). He has one red eye that looks like it has lots of mascara(or is it called eyeshadow? I dunno..). Anyway, he's one of the older characters of PH. He's been alive for over half a century, though he looks like he's in his early twenties. 

Where to start... He was once known as a man named Kevin. Will ripped his left eye out when they first met and gave it to Cheshire(yeah, you know the rest). He made a deal with Will so he could go back in time... YOU MUST READ PH TO FIND OUT MORE!! 

Okay, so now let's hear about his character. He's known in YouTube as "Creepy", but I think he's more than that. I think he is like a lost and abandoned child who made the wrong decisions in the past. He was misguided by the wrong beliefs but Lady Shelly found him and returned him to the right path ^_^ So, he's like the typical rising hero. He's a bit warped because of his past(I guess that's where the "creepy" comes from), but he was able to slowly redeem himself into a better person, enough for me to blog about him XD. Also, he killed Cheshire. Yes, our ever so lovable Cheshire(WAH! How could he?!! *stabs*)

Air! Air! Air! I'm air! (lulz, reference). Break has a little doll he always has on his shoulder named Emily. His chain is...? You hafta read PH to find out more!!!  

Recent Thoughts...

I'm not really a morning person. In fact, I hate (Monday XD) mornings. I'm not too fond of the sun, especially it's heat and glare. That's why I was really happy that, during my vacation in VA Beach, we never went out while the sun shone and that it was mostly cloudy/rainy whenever we went to the beach. The cool waters of the Atlantic helped, too ^_^ 

I'm more of a night person. I just love the night. I love the cold, refreshing air and the silent, eerie darkness that holds so many secrets in its depths. I love the glow of the moon, its ever changing shapes and colors. It's beautiful. There's just something so poetic about the night. The only setback is those artificial lights. I hate them. They make the night look unnatural. I also like how the gentle darkness of night makes me feel solitary yet not completely alone. It's like I'm in my own world and everyone else is my neighbor. 

I guess it's just me, but nature is beautiful just the way it is. It just arouses me artistically and mentally. I love the sounds of water dripping or birds singing, I love the feel of the wind as I run. Those things are not manmade. They are simply beautiful. That's also probably an asset to my adoration of the night. 

Okay, so that's enough wistfulness coming from me. Time to get a move on. Ciao =3 

Yochizumi Wataru

Lately, I've been reading a lot of Yochizumi Wataru's work(author of Ultra Maniac, the first manga I ever read). Wataru-sensei's art is really beautiful, and I've yet to find a bad sketch of hers =3 Though, I'm more fond of her later works(the characters' fashion sense is more up to date and appealing). Her stories are all cute and romantic, and her characters are also very cute and likable(but they can be very straight-forward!!! XD) 

Anyway, Ultra Maniac was like a breakthrough for me. I first saw it in one of my cousins' house, laying on her computer table. I had never seen or heard of manga back then, note. So, I was very much interested in reading it(from right to left!!!) and simply marveling at Wataru-sensei's art. I was... Gripped. 

A few years later, I had a re-interest in manga due to Hunty's suggestion to PH. Of course, the next time I went to the bookstore, I instantly searched for Ultra Maniac(I had to recall the title after like three or four years) and PH. I was so happy! I finally get to finish what started my interest in manga!!! Which is why I am such a big fan of Wataru-sensei. 

More on our featured mangaka, since I'm going out of the subject. For the last few days, I started reading some of Wataru-sensei's works online. I started with PxP, a short story about a girl named Himeno. I like how Wataru-sensei always makes her main characters somewhat popular/perfect ^_^ Most shoujo mangas I read feature either a poverty-stricken or an unpopular main character. So, her works are rather unique. 

The next I read was Datte Suki Nandamon. It is a cute story, about a girl named Moka(I just love her name. Makes me think of mocha... I like mocha...). Moka looks a lot like Nina(one of the main characters from Ultra Maniac). The similarity really surprised me. But they look a bit different, too(very slightly). The leading male looks like a nerd, but the cute kind, so it's okay. I swear, Wataru-sensei makes everything work ^_^ 

Today, I just finished her other story, Random Walk. This story is sooooo cute(or maybe it's just the main character?). Anyway, the main character's name is Yuka, and her father is a famous mystery author. He tells her to fall in love many times and become an attractive woman. Well, believe or not, Yuka does exactly as her father tells her! The story is really quite unlike any other that I've read. You know how in typical shoujo mangas, the girl gets the guy? Well, this time, the girl loses three guys!!! It's very cute, and there are some funny parts when Yuka is with her friends. Wataru-sensei stays close to her habits, and Yuka sorta looks like Nina(only with noticeably longer hair) and is the bubbly, semi-popular type with pretty friends. I guess there are some ways to point out what is a Yochizumi Wataru manga and what is not! 

Well, I'll wrap it up for the day. ^_^ 

Too much Tabasco sauce

The other day, my mom cooked some shrimp in butter sauce. She usually puts hot sauce to make it spicy, but for some reason, she didn't this time. So, I took out the Tabasco sauce and just randomly put in on some shrimp. At first, the spice was bearable, but after a few more bites, my mouth was (literally) scorched!!! I swear, my lips were chapped and bleeding, and a whole water bottle couldn't quench my thirst.

Lesson of the day: Measure the hot sauce. 

Philly Trip

Today, I went to Philadelphia with my aunt(Tita Knor), uncle(Tito Brian, other uncle(Tito Shopp), my grandmother(Lola), my girl cousin(Kaia), my boy cousin(Bleu), my mom, my dad, and my brother(Kenzoe). It was a spur-of-the-moment thing; my dad just randomly woke me up at 6:53 freaking AM, telling me we're going to Philly. I was soooo sleepy, but I don't see Kaia or Bleu often so I wanted to go. 

We first went to this church dedicated to St.Rita. It's a very special place to my family because back before Kaia was born, Tito Brian was very sick. So Lola went to that church, put her hand on this pillow that St.Rita's hand once laid on, and prayed for his health. Then, miraculously, Tito Bri got better ^_^(I'm an atheist, though...) 

Anyway, after that, we went to Reading Terminal Market and ate this really good pork and spinach sammich(Eh, I could still remember it's juiciness!!! Gaaaaah!!) and had Bassette's ice cream after(So creamy...). There were also Amish people outside the market and we got to on a hayride ^_^ We saw pigs, lamb, goat, sheep, chicken, cows, donkeys, ponies, and horseys. There were also some newly hatched chicks that we got to pick up, as well as gerbils and bunnies that we could pet. 

Then, we went off to see the Liberty Bell. We went on a tour around The Hall of Independence, the tour guide with such an intense interest on history(and an ultra loud voice*ears ring*) Then, we went for ice cream again before deciding to go home. We also had dinner at Tokyo Buffet. 

Cheshire

In every story that the Cheshire Cat is in(I.e., Through the Looking Glass, Pandora Hearts, etc.), I am always awed by him. His character is always so unique and lovable(most likely coz I love cats XD)

In Lewis Caroll's stories, Cheshire Cat is a somewhat plump cat that is bluish in color. He has the oddest smiles(rather creepy ones)! But that is what I love about his appearance. That mysterious smile that can hold any meaning or emotion. Also, he has the ability to appear and reappear at will! Sooo cool!

Mochizuki-sensei's Cheshire is also very unique. He has the body of a human, only with ultr-long arms to help him battle. He looks a bit emo(lol. Eye-liner and awesome hair that sticks up. Very stereotype), and he always wears black, but I think he looks really adorable =3 Cheshire has a very sad backstory and ending... Which makes him even cuter! His eyes were once ripped out by the evil Vincent... It was terrible! So, Will took Kevin's eye out later on and gave it to Cheshire. Which is why Cheshire has only one red eye XD. Anymore info on this backstory, you'll have to read the manga! ^_^ I am unrelenting! Read it or you'll live in not knowing for the rest of your life. Mark my words, fool!!!

Friends

Ijust feel like talking about two of my closestfriends--Paul and Caitlyn. They've always been there for me, and I'm really happy to have friends just like them. They're my two honorable mentions of the day! (Might become a habit XD)

Anyway, I'll start with Caity. I've known her for a year, and she's like a sister to me! We share lots of secrets that must not be mentioned. EVER. SO BUTT OFF. Anyway, she's the sweetest person I know. I just can't help but comfort her everytime she's sad, and she does the same for me. Really, who could have a better sister? I always love hearing the stories she tells me (Especially about Motley, Gunn'r, and Country Boy =3). They're somewhat lengthy, but I really don't mind. It's the contents I'm intereted in. I think I'm lucky to have a friend like her =)

Paul is also a great friend! We share lots of interests like manga/anime, gaming, etc. He's practically my DeathNote buddy (XD Woot!). He's just about the only one I could talk to about CoD during the summer, and we tell each other crazy stories and interesting ideas. He's very brilliant (and super tall. I feel like a midget compared to him XD. Not a nice thought. I don't like being called short). Wahhh exceeded the space again??? Whyyyyyyyyy..?

Alice

(One of) My favorite PH characters... She is so adorable and funny! Everytime I see her this instantly comes into my mind: "MEAT LOVERS UNITE!!" XD Her background isn't so bad, either... Or is it??? (SPOILER: Alice was once murdered?!) Anyway, for some reason, no matter how hard I try, I can never draw her right >.> Not a happy thought... At leasti get to see her every new PH chapter, though!! ^_^

I also tried attaching a picture of Alice on this post, but apparently I can't do that via iPod (What a b*tch...). Anyhow! That means I just wasted my time and you now have to look 'er up if you had wanted to know how dear Alice looked like! Isn't that just great!?

Okay, enough about my moaning. More about Alice. Hmm, let's see... She's very much in love with meat and Oz! (But mostly meat. Lulz) Oz is another character (Main Character actually). But not today. Today we talk about Alice<3 I really love how she acts tough but is an actual softy (Teehee, don't tell 'er I said that). She's a great fighter, and is rather smart and shrewd at times. I am really fond of her. Her outfit is very unique! I love the red and white tones that Jun Muchizuki gave her. It's fits Alice's personality very well.

Haha, it seems I've used up all the space now XD.

Rant

Ugh, my brother is being such an (insert three-letter cuss word here) today! He's really annoying me. Though I guess it can't be helped he is my brother, afterall. Only few more years until I'm away from him forever >.< But, I'm sure I'll miss him...

Touch Detective

I got this new game for my iPod called "Touch Detective". It has really cute graphics! MacKenzie is such an adorable character(but Penelope is cuter!). I just finished the first episode--it's really quite interesting. I enjoyed playing it. The gameplay is not that difficult, but the controls can be confusing at first. You really have to look for every clue/object and question people a lot. So, I like it(though it's not as great as Broken Sword).

Overall, I'd rate it a /

WattPad

Well, hullo! I've written a few stories and published it on WattPad. If you're interested in reading them, here's the link:

http://www.wattpad.com/user/blublaise

please remember to vote(and possible fan!)

Converse

loooooooove Converse<3 Best shoe brand ever made!!! I have like a dozen(or more XD) pairs =3 I don't exactly know why some people dislike their awesomeness, but I guess it's like the "Coke or Pepsi" thing =\ Well, one thing is for sure: I'll always love 'em Converse!!!!

PS3

Yay! I got a new controller from my uncle for my PS3!!! It's sooooo pink XD Lol, I'm so happy... I couldn't help but try it out right away... It's very new-like ^_^ (Duh). Though, I don't like the fact it's DualShock... (*controller keeps vibrating*) Wah, what a setback! But I don't mind as much because I still love it(because it's new XD).

Pandora Hearts

"Pandora Hearts". Just hearing or seeing these words make me want to explode with fangirlness XD. Best manga/anime ever!!! I can't help but be obessed with PH. It's so interesting. And I have to thank my friend, Hunty, for it because she's the one who introduced it to me =3 (THANK YOU HUNTY!!!)

These days, all I ever draw is PH characters... Their overall characters just draws me in... They're all so lovely <3 Whoever says they hate PH, I'll seriously stab them until they admit they're lying. I'm dead serious. PH is too awesome to be denied.

Cake

Ah, cake. One of my most favorite things in the world. It's amazing delicious, fluffiness just gives you such happiness, you could burst. A simple slice can make you smile =) That is why I love cake.