Because I have nothing better to do. ._.

Stealeded from Jenn. :O

SEVEN RELATIONSHIP QUESTIONS:

1. Do You Like Anyone? affirmative.

2. Does Someone Like You? no clue, actually. o_O

3. Last Kiss? mom :)

4. Been Lead On? er...?

5. Been Cheated On? nope

6. Want A Relationship? sure why not :]

7. Wanna Get Married? oh-kay :]

SEVEN THINGS YOU CAN’T LIVE WITHOUT:
1. food.
2. friends.
3. family.
4. the computer.
5. stupidity.
6. a shred of sanity.
7. my bed.

SEVEN THINGS ON YOUR MIND:
1. "ew utopia"
2. "hi richard. :)"
3. "lolyay?"
4. "ew utopia."
5. "imma ace algebra this term 8D"
6. "ew utopia."
7. "ew utopia."

SEVEN OTHER THINGS - DO YOU
1. Believe In God? neh. :/
2. Had A Dream Come True? mmhm :) (and then it went away ;-;)
3. Read The Newspaper? neh
4. Get Enough Sleep Everyday? not really? :O x3
5. Have A Best Friend? multiple. :D
6. Take A Bath Daily? shower, not bath. >:O
7. Wish On Stars? neh. they look pretty though. :)

SEVEN HAVE YOU EVERS
1. Fallen In Love? hm.
2. Kissed Someone Of The Same Sex? lmfaoo liz xD
3. Hooked Up With Someone Who Had A BF/GF? uhm, no.
4. Been To A Bonfire? nope.
5. Ran Away From Home? nope.
6. Played Strip Poker? no thanks. o_O (the guys in our class play poker with guava candies though.)
7. Pulled An All Nighter? not a full one. D:

SEVEN THINGS IN THE LAST 24 HOURS HAVE YOU:
1. Cried? i think so?
2. Had Fun? yupp :D
3. Been Kissed? mom.
4. Felt Stupid? "2+2=4?? o_O"
5. Talked To An Ex? like 10 seconds ago. xP
6. Missed Someone? mmhm. ._.
7. Listened To Music? random jap stuff |D

RED : ANGER
1. Are You Currently Mad At Someone? nope.
2. Which Of Your Family Members Has The Worst Temper? me...?
3. Have You Ever Thrown Something At Anyone? multiple. (LOL michael's dumpling throwing)
4. Does Your Face Turn Red When You’re Angry? er, no? (when i'm embarrassed though .___.)
5. When You’re Mad Do You Prefer To Stare Angrily Or Yell? depends. usually the former though.

ORANGE : EXCITEMENT
1. Has Anyone Ever Thrown A Surprise Party For You? neh. D:
2. Are You Easily Excited? no clue. am i? D:
3. What Event Is Coming Up That You Are Looking Forward To? GRAD. <3
4. If You Won A Million Dollars, What Will Be Your First Thought? money. :D
5. What Would Make You The Happiest Right Now? ... :D

YELLOW : SELF DISCOVERY
1. Full Name: RYQZ. <- SUCH RANDOM INITIALS
2. Birthday: january 17 :D
3. What’s Your Main Goal In Life? to be normal. >:O
4. Do You Want To Have Children? mmhm. :)
5. How Do You Want To Die? ... not painfully? o_O

BLUE : SADNESS
1. When Is The Last Time You Cried? you don't want to know. really. >:O
2. What Is The Saddest Thing That Is Happening Right Now? glow ball warning.
3. Do You Usually Cry/Get Depressed When Something Doesn’t Happen Your Way? uhm... not particularly? o_O
4. Has Anyone Made You Cry In The Last 24 Hours? neh.
5. When You Are Sad, What Do You Do? cry into my pillow. :O

PINK : LOVE
1. Do You Have A Crush On One Of your Friends? mmhm.
2. Do You Believe At Love At First Sight? neh.
3. When You See Your Crush, Do You Act Differently Around Him/Her? do i? o_O
4. Do You Have A Girlfriend/Boyfriend? nope.
5. Do You Believe Everyone Has A Soulmate? i am indifferent. :P

Done bam.

Guava candies.

:D

RCII P12

I never dreamt I would come back to this, but I started P12 before I quit, and I wanted to finish it. -shrug- Who knows, maybe I'll start writing again.

Just don't make me feel like a -cough- faulty retard, okay? ._.


Randomosity Chronicles II - Part 12

“We’ll just be... going for a bit,” Rachel informed Alyssa, smiling nervously and inching the door shut. Alyssa gave her a weird look, but Rachel quickly shut the door and tore down the hallway, dragging Richard behind her (completely ignoring his rather loud complaints about his shin).

“What the hell are you doing here?” Rachel demanded once they were a safe distance away from the door. “Mr. Lew said that these hallways are gender-specific! Do you want to get kicked out of here?”

“Well, considering that there are two of me here, I don’t think that me being in the girls’ hallway is the greatest of their problems,” Richard replied. “And why the hell did you have to kick me? That freakin’ hurt.”

“... Wait... are you saying... you’re not Richard?” Rachel said incredulously, ignoring his second question, much to his dismay.

“I am Richard.”

“Then who’s ‘the other me’?” she wanted to know. Mich, still clutching the coffee, blinked in confusion.

“The other me.”

“Stop joking with me, what the hell’s going on here?”

“I told you, there are two me’s in this hotel.”

Rachel rolled her eyes and threw her hands up in the air in exasperation. “Will you, or will you not tell me what you’re doing in the girls’ hallway?!”

“It’s because he insisted on coming,” Sandy answered disapprovingly, appearing beside them. As Rachel and Mich looked on in utter bewilderment, she reached out and promptly whacked Richard on the head.

“What was that for!?” he yelped, ducking as Sandy proceeded to whack him two more times. “Why are you guys hurting meeee?”

“Bad boy, I told you not to let yourself be discovered!” she scolded, but lowered her fist.

“It sorta wasn’t my fault. She-” here, he pointed at Rachel accusingly- “slammed a door in my face.”

“Hey, is it my fault that you decided to come wandering down here?” Rachel protested indignantly.

“Oh, just stop arguing,” Sandy interrupted, putting up both her hands. “Seriously, you two are like a bickering couple.”

Neither of them knew how to respond to this.

“But really, we should get going now,” she continued, ignoring the awkward silence. “Rach, Mich, don’t say a damn word about this, okay?” She flashed them a thumbs-up sign, grabbed Richard by the wrist, and hightailed it down the hallway and out of sight.

“...”

“What’s going on out here?”

It was Ms. Wong, opening the door to her room and peering curiously outside. Rachel blinked and stared, trying to think of an excuse for all the racket they were making.

Mich, on the other hand, was completely calm.

“Hi Ms. Wong!” she said brightly. “Do you want some coffee?”

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“Home sweet home,” Pikachu sighed, jumping off of Rachel’s shoulder and flopping spread-eagled onto the ground.

Everyone else just stared.

“Um, Pikachu? You sure this place is safe?” Sarah asked hesitantly, poking a cobweb hanging from the dilapidated building next to them. She shrieked and instantly pulled her hand back when a huge black spider darted out from the shadows and glared up at her, clicking its pincers menacingly.

“EW!” It was Fandi, who had jumped nearly a foot in the air and hid behind Rachel, who was, to general astonishment, fawning over the spider.

“Oh my god, it’s so cute!” she squealed, rushing forward to inspect their new... companion.

“Rach... you’re insane,” Angie stated, cowering behind Mich (who, as usual, looked completely calm about the whole situation). “How could you like spiders and caterpillars and beetles and shit?!”

Rachel shrugged. “Well, as long it doesn’t try to kill me, I’m good.”

Angie sweatdropped.

“Guys,” Dana said loudly, glad that she finally got the groups attention at last. “Andrea ditched us. She ran off to find Hibari.”

“Oh. Okay.” And with that, Rachel went back to fawning over the spider.

Dana sweatdropped, quite amazed that she could react to this news so indifferently.

“Don’t worry,” Pikachu said from below, his voice muffled by the dirty mattress that he was burying his face into. “Andrea would know how to take care of herself. I think. Anyway, if she gets killed, it’s not our fault, so don’t worry.”

“That’s not the point...”

“Anyway,” the Pokémon continued, lifting his head and gazing around with a lazy expression, “everyone make yourselves at home. I think the necklace should be okay by tomorrow evening, so we’ll have to spend the night here.” His head fell back onto the mattress, which made a soft creaking sound, and he began to snore.

“How,” Angie demanded as Sarah happily threw herself onto the floor, savouring every moment she spent as a hobo, “can they act like this place is a five-star hotel?” She shot a furtive glance at Rachel, who had given up on the spider and was now cooing over a colony of ants in the corner. “And how can she go all gaga over bugs like that??”

“She’s a nature of freak,” Dana supplied.

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“Hey, short kid,” Andrea called out to Amy as the pair stepped cautiously into the temple, their shoes making soft clicking noises on the dusty marble floor, “are you sure this is the right place? Why would Hibari come here of all places?”

She quickly darted behind a large stone statue as Amy raised her hammer threateningly.

“I’m not that short,” she protested irritably, instead taking her anger out on a nearby pillar, which immediately crumbled into a pile of white debris. Andrea sweatdropped.

“Um... are you sure you’re allowed to do that?” she asked.

“Nobody cares anyway,” came the casual reply. “Now come on, we’ll be late.”

“Late for what?” Andrea demanded, but Amy had already started running again. Andrea rolled her eyes and followed, but as they ran further and further down the hallway, the light behind them gradually faded away. Soon, Andrea could barely see her own feet, and yelled out loudly when she suddenly collided into somebody.

“Watch it, will ya?” the voice of Amy hissed as they both fell to the cold floor with a thump.

“Well I’m sorry if it’s fucking dark in here,” Andrea snapped back. “Where are we? Are you sure you-”

Amy suddenly tackled her to the ground. “Shut up!”

“What the hell-”

“I said shut up! I can hear someone!”

Sure enough, the sound of footsteps echoed throughout the hall, and they sounded like they were getting closer. Andrea strained her ears and was startled to hear voices accompanying the sounds, although they definitely weren’t speaking English.

“Damn,” she grumbled under her breath. “If only I knew how to speak Japanese...”

She swore loudly when her companion elbowed her sharply in the stomach. The voices stopped.

“Shit, they heard us,” Amy muttered, and grabbed Andrea’s wrist. “We can’t stay here, they’ll find us and-”

She abruptly stopped talking. Andrea opened her mouth to ask what had happened when a light suddenly appeared in front of them. Andrea blinked, trying to adjust to the sudden brightness, which now illuminated the colossal stone statues and ancient paintings on the walls around them. But Andrea hardly noticed these things – she was too busy staring at the person standing in front of her.

Despite the danger of the situation, a strange happiness spread inside Andrea when she realized that she would probably die by Hibari Kyouya’s hand.

The author briefly wondered if people would consider that weirder than fawning over bugs.

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“So basically we’re stuck here all night.”

Van marveled at how casually Yuedi could say that.

“I guess so,” she replied, flopping down on the bed next to her.

Yuedi sighed. “Well, I suppose that wouldn’t be too bad.” She shot a sly look at Nalini. “By the way Nalini, Vanessa and I are sharing this bed. You can go sleep with Nicky.”

“I’d rather sleep on the floor,” Nicky interjected darkly, glaring pointedly at Nalini, who stuck her tongue out in retaliation.

“Fine with me,” she huffed, turning her back on him.

Yuedi rolled her eyes and clambered off the bed. “Well, I’m gonna take a shower or something; I actually want to stay hygienic.”

“I’m next,” Nalini called out.

“But we don’t have any changes in clothes,” Van pointed out.

“We’ll sleep in our underwear,” Yuedi said, shrugging.

At the prospect of sleeping in a room with three half-naked girls, Nicky abruptly spun around and stomped out of the room, slamming the door loudly behind him.

There was a few seconds silence.

“Good,” Nalini said, heaving a sigh. “Thanks Yuedi, you got rid of him, that’s awesome.”

Her relieved expression instantly slid off her face when Yuedi raised her eyebrows at her. “I wasn’t joking, you know,” she said before disappearing into the bathroom.



By the way, this is all unedited, so you might spot some mistakes here and there.

o_O

Yeah. Hi. さしぶりですね.

-shot-

Yesterday was the 50th Anniversary party-celebration-concert thingy (as was Friday I suppose, but Friday was uneventful, so screw that). Jazz played the same three songs because apparently Mr Lew thinks that we're too fail to learn more than that ahem -- because we didn't have enough time to practice any more. James Bond was okay, Over the Rainbow/Weigh a Pie was epic failure, Tequila was better (because two niners so very generously decided to get up there and help our very sad posse of trumpets and our not-as-sad posse of saxophones). Oh, and my cousin, when we later reviewed the tape (ew), said that all our trumpets are bad (cept for Richard, but I don't think he saw him, because my mom tilted the camera at a weird angle o_O) because all their bells were down. ._.

What? Oh, of course I'm not going to mention the fact that I stood up there and sang into a microphone while praying that people could not hear me shaking and hit no less than three off-key notes.

... I really should remedy my run-on sentence tendencies.

Oh yeah. My parents caught our/my failness on camera. D: D: D: D: D: D: D: D: D:

DADADADADA -- TEQUILA!!

:)

That was random.

Uhm. Yeah. I'm currently screwed for Correlation and Utopia, although more so for Correlation, because it's an individual project and I haven't started yet. ._____.

Ew, Correlation. You go die in a hole nao kthxbai.

At least I get to laugh at the future grade 8's when they start Correlation.

D:

I hope.

Seeing as they're not even doing Survival next year... -_-

I'm bored. I should probably go do some work now, shouldn't I. o_O