⑨HAPPY CIRNO DAY! ⑨

:) the STORNGEST DAY.

⑨ "nineball"

To my (possibly) loyal Readers;

Hahahah yeah. So a good friend introduced me to a series of vertical danmaku shooting games called the TouHou Project. Its insanely addicting/challenging/fun. In the game "Embodiment of Scarlet Devil" (Yeah I know, their English isn't perfect. But it works.) there is a certain Stage 2 boss. Her name. Is. Cirno!!!! (the Ice youkai). She is a rather weak boss, yet in her dialogue, she claims to be the strongest. She is also known for her idiocy. This has become the subject of many many many internet jokes. In the manual for Phantasmagoria of Flower View, she was labeled "9. Moron".

Copied from Touhou Wiki - The date "09-09-09" (Wednesday September 9 2009 09:09:09 more specifically) has been named "Cirno day" for obvious reasons. This day everything (for some reason) could be translated into nine. For example: September 9 is the 252th day of the year 2 + 5 + 2 = 9, you need 9 letters to type Wednesday and September and Japan's timezone is +9. Other names for this day include "The strongest day" and "⑨ day".

So to all who had no stinkin clue as to what "HAPPY CIRNO DAY" or ⑨ meant, now you should have some sort of knowledge as to what it is :).

Yours truly,

Lunatella.

OH MAI.

-twitches- I.... cant.... believe.... what they.... did...... -twitches in anger- They did NOT just do that. (im talkin 30 years, here!!) They ruined it!! All of it! Every essential part of the plot was either missing, changed, or twisted. :( I'm talking about "Summer of My German Soldier"... I just saw the movie they made of it... and I am horribly disappointed. Not only that, but I am resolved to make it a better movie. I have to. I have to do that awesome book some justice. :O

'Kay, that was my random thought for the day, I dunno if I'll have much more :)

I was just thinking.

I was, suddenly, thrown into a nostalgic moment, where I remembered Watership Down... and England... and for some reason, I really wanted to read it again! I think I need more time at the library...

Yet another movie to destroy!!

Yeah me! On TFN (Tales of a Freshman Nobody) I posted a book review, and guess what? I think it is my sole duty to make movies out of every good story I read :] including the Giver. (which, my friends, is an oddly disturbing book, as well as George Orwell's "1984" and Fahrenheit 451 by Ray Bradbury, but go ahead, read them!) And this time, instead of Anton dying, I'm gonna turn it around >:)

life is boring.

it feels like im wasting my short life by going to schoool. i live in an endless cycle of "wake up go to school come home, eat, homework, eat, sleep, wake up, etc" ........ a monotonous unbreakable pattern of school life... >.<

...

For some twisted insane reason, I feel like I haven't achieved anything today. I wanted to reach a specific goal, and I failed. Like always. =.= If you can't tell, I'm feeling depressed. =_= and tired. I just hope I don't have another bad day tomorrow...

Episode 6: Singing.

BEFORE YOU READ: I've finally decided that I'm going to make these into episodes. I have an episode guide, and if you'd like one, facebook me. Or if you have my email/aim/whatever else, just go ahead and ask. Thanks!

-Lunatella
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Greetings, fellow beings. Today's story includes some ludicrous acts, my ears being artificially removed, rubber, and Bankais. Today was an elated day, when the fact that the next day is Saturday, and very oblivious couples make out... more than usual... and people always glare at you for stepping on their shoes. The first story is about me. Little not so old me. I was walking (actually, it was more tripping and lumbering than walking) to my first class, keeping my head down against the bitter fog. Alas, dear friends, that proved to be a mistake. In front of me was the hugest person I have ever encountered in my measly fourteen years. We were walking at approximately the same pace, and unbeknownst to me, he decided to join a blood clot... er... a group of obnoxious people. And according to Newton's third law of movement, I kept going. Until I hit my outside force- Mr Big Guy. He could have rearranged my face if he really wanted to, but instead, being his good day, perhaps, he merely scowled at me. I was outraged. It wasn't my fault! If he wanted to stop, at least do that where little Freshmen like me don't end up running into a wall of a person. But I didn't say any of that. I was too af - I mean, I was too above him to do that. -scoff- So I went on in the day, took a brain-killing math test, and then arrived at the door of the Gym.

We had gone on a power walk, around the campus, and when we got back to the main hallway, I noticed a muffled booming coming from the Gym. I thought: go figure. a bunch of stinking teenagers and ridiculously loud music. Then I saw a bunch of girls with an iPod(tm) hooked up to a speaker. then i thought: oh wow. Just like our class... And as I neared the end of the boulevarde of broken eardrums, and I thought it couldn't get any worse...