Shuichi Uesugi. I think it sounds nice.

Is that really me?! lol. Stolen from My Yuki!

Mon, 21 Aug 2006 04:30:37 GMT

How to make a Shuichi_Uesugi

Ingredients:

3 parts success

5 parts courage

1 part leadership

Method:
Layer ingredientes in a shot glass. Add a little cocktail umbrella and a dash of curiosity

Gravitation Fic!

Mon, 21 Aug 2006 04:22:38 GMT

Gravitation
Name: Day Dreaming
Pairing: Yuki x Shuichi
What happens behind closed doors where Shuichi can't see? Shuichi starts day dreaming about it when he comes home from practice.

The door was opened slowly, quietly, as if he was trying not to wake his lover. Steping inside the apartment, he removed his shoes and closed the door, leaning back against it as a soft sigh escaped him. "Yuki..."
Moving through the apartment, the sound of typing echoed through the empty rooms. He wasn't asleep. That was great for Shuichi to know. He didn't need to be quiet anymore (not that it mattered much, as soon as he would see the novelist -sleeping or awake- he would have glomped him, screaming his name in the process).
Following the sounds of the keys, he could only imagine what Yuki was typing, what he was thinking, what he was wearing. Even though Yuki normally kept his thoughts and feelings locked away from the popstar, Shuichi liked to believe that he could easily read the blonde.

**He could see it all now. He could see his Yuki, sitting in front of his laptop, his mind moving pages faster than his fingers, erotic thoughts spilling onto the screen in the form of words.
"Damn," the novelist would mumble, along with a few other choice words, whenever he made a mistake or didnt like the direction the story was going in.**

From what Shuichi had heard about his love's work, Yuki's novels were always amazingly done, so those little words were worth the result.
The vocalist's pace had slowed as he let his imagination get carried away with thinking about what was happening in that closed off room that he was supposed to stay out of while the other was working.
Violet eyes were half-lidded as he continued to follow the familiar noise. Having just returned home from the NG Pro building, Shuichi had more freedom to think about how Eiri looked while working.

**Yuki, when out of the house, usually wore a nice, professional looking suit. But now, he was wearing a pair of his more comfortable pants, dark blue in color, with a purple casual sweater. Those glasses of his carefully sitting on the bridge of his nose, beautifully accenting gorgeous golden hues.**

Shuichi always loved Yuki's eyes. They told him what the other male wouldn't say. Every once in a while, the singer could swear he saw them sparkle, hinting at the love and emotion that was hardly spoken. Even when they were closed, they captivated Shuichi to no end.

**The novelist would lean back in his chair, picking up his coffee, then pause, thinking. He would read over the last line he had typed, picking up and lighting a cigarette. As the lighter hit the table, his fingertips would find those keys again, continuing with his work.
He would stop again, wondering why his young lover wasn't home yet. The pink haired one had been gone all day, and should have gotten home by now. "Hm." That familiar sound of thought mixed with confusion or frustration.
'Perhaps he's working late,' Eiri would say to himself, 'or maybe he's with that guitarist.' His brow furrowed as jealousy tinged the second thought.**

Shuichi was his, after all, and he saw no reason why Yuki wouldn't get jealous.

**The blonde would look toward the phone, 'maybe I should call him.' He was worried now.**

The vocalist loved when he looked worried. That worry could be mixed with anger, or anything... and Shuichi could see right through it.

**"That Damn Brat," Now he couldn't concentrate, he needed Shuichi to be there. He would stand from his spot in front of his laptop, moving to the kitchen to get more coffee, then return to his seat.
His mind would drift to the TV. 'Maybe that would help.' Anything to pass the time till his loving Shuichi got home! Pushing the thought to the back of his mind, golds looked to the screen once again. '...'
Upon finally deciding to continue typing, he read over that last line again, letting the ideas come flowing back to him. Things always seemed to come to him easily, and with plenty of details.**

Shuichi stopped in the bedroom, and changed out of his outfit (consisting of a blue off-the-shoulder sweater, covered by a yellow tank top, matched with a red pair of sparkly pants, his red and white sneakers pulling it all together). Leaving the bedroom, he was wearing a pair of short purple shorts, and a green and orange sleeveless top that seemed to be a size too big on him.
Back to looking for his author. Picking up Yuki's coat off the back of the couch, he noticed that there was a closed door seperating him and the one that meant the most to him. Leaning against the wall beside the door, he slid down it till he was sitting on the floor. Pulling his knees to his chest, he covered himself up with the coat, leaning his head back against the wall behind him and closing his eyes, listening to the typing sounds. Those sounds had become quite calming to Shuichi. So calming, he thought he might fall asleep. 'No.' He mentally shook himself awake, blinking his eyes open. Hadn't he day dreamed enough? The last thing he needed now was to fall asleep.
If dreams were to take over his thoughts, he knew what they would be of. He smiled, thinking about what he would dream if he were to fall asleep.

**He would have all of Yuki's attention. The night would start off with Kissing and cuddling. "I love you, Yuki." Shuichi would say for what could have easily been the millionth time that night. Then, as usual, the cuddling that he wanted slowly turned to something more to Yuki's liking.
the kisses slowly get rougher while the blonde's arms and hands did more than hold the other. After watching the clothes gradually pile up on the floor, Shuichi would find himself running his hands over the other's back and shoulder blades, then moving up his neck before disappearing in blonde locks.
Playfully nipping at Yuki's ear, Shuichi would pull away quick enough to catch the results of his actions play across his lover's features.
He felt his back being pressed against the cool sheets, carefully being lay down by Eiri. That beautiful sparkle came to his eye as he smiled. "Shuichi?" His tone was filled with Lo--**

Shuichi blinked, looking out along the rest of the room. He must have fallen asleep.
"Shuichi," his tone was filled with annoyance, as if he'd been trying to get his attention for the last hour.
He looked up, hoping that everything was ok. That hopeful squeak of a word slipped through slightly parted lips, "Yuki..."
"What the hell are you doing, ya damn brat?"
Shuichi smiled, immediately clinging to him in a tight hug. "Yuki!"
He may not have gotten a hug in return, but at least it wasn't a dream this time. No matter how Yuki dressed, thought, or acted around Shuichi, he was Shuichi's. And Shuichi was his. And he wouldn't have it any other way.

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I've predicted death, and now the feeling's back.

Sun, 20 Aug 2006 19:23:34 GMT

Being serious here...
After signing offline last night, I went to bed. While I was laying in bed, a storm started. First came the heavy winds, and I was fine. Then the rain started, and I got a little tense. As I cuddled under my blanket, I got a bit more nervous. That's when the thunder and lightning came.
I couldn't sleep. Normally I'm not scared of storms. I actually like the sound of the rain, the rumber of the thunder, the natural nightlight that the lightning provides. But not last night. The thunder rang through my ears like crazy, it was so loud I was surprised that everyone else was still asleep. The lightning lit up my entire room, even with the dark blankets I have hanging on my windows. The rain on the street looked like it would flood in a moment's notice. And the wind sounded like it would surely push my house over or something of the sort.
I had this awful feeling, like something wasn't right. I couldn't get comfortable, and all I could think about was if everyone that I knew and loved were ok.
This sort of thing has happened to me before. The last time I had gotten the feeling I had during the storm was when the first commercials for the Gameboy Advance started airing.
You all know the commercial. People were sitting in that quiet church, with the little itty bitty snowborders were jumping over top of all the people in the pew.
It gave me a creepy feeling. A week later, my grandmother died. R.I.P. I'll miss her forever!
Well... I was talking to Hiro about it today, trying to see if anything went wrong with him or something. Cuz I couldn't get in contact with Shawn or Chels to check on them...
Then I found out what went wrong. My mom's father had a heart attack this morning. He's fine, yes. But I hate getting that feeling for that reason. I just knew something awful happened.

Got bored.... Made some quizzy poll things. lol.

Wed, 16 Aug 2006 19:58:41 GMT

If you need help, visit my personal RP Characters website at www.freewebs.com/badluckrockstar

View Poll: #797267

Role Play...

Wed, 16 Aug 2006 18:18:34 GMT

My pet peeve about role playing... Playing a CREATED CHARACTER with a MOVIE or TV CHARACTER!

-There are a few of you that are an exception. I'm sure you know who you are. If you're not sure, just ask and I'll let you know if I havent already. Some people can present/play their created character so well that he/she blends with my media character-

As for the rest of you! STOP WITH THIS CREATED CHARACTER BULLSHIT!

Harry Potter, for one, has been COMPLETELY taken over by this nonsense. Not only is it rare to find a Ron or Hermione in one of the chat rooms, but as of lately... I'm surprised to find a fucking HARRY POTTER RPer. They've all got their own versions, one might be his 'long lost sister' or a 'girlfriend' that the stories are all about and idolized. J.K. ROWLING DIDN'T MAKE THOSE BOOKS SO THAT YOU COULD MAKE YOUR OWN WORLD OUT OF THEM, KICKING OUT HER OWN ORIGINAL CHARACTERS! Sorry to say it, but you people taking over the HP RPing scene, can kiss my ass.

Yes! I DO have created characters of my own. And here's why I hate using my created characters sometimes... I use media PICTURES for my characters. A lot of people do. I understand this. But I don't think that other people do! Lets use a few examples, eh?
Some of my created characters: Riley (Pictures of Ashley Parker Angel), Jace (Pictures of Johnny Depp), Kayleigh (Pictures of Cole Sprouse), Rayne (Pictures of Gerard Way).....
When you're playing with one of my created characters...
1) DO NOT AUTOMATICALLY ASSUME THAT YOU'RE PLAYING WITH THE PERSON IN THE PICTURES! -I do play the people... but you need to REQUEST that I play the actor/musician instead of the created CHARACTER- I do not want you calling Riley "Ashley" (well, he's a different story. You'll have to read his information to find out more). I dont want Jace being called "Johnny" and so on.
2) DO NOT SAY THAT MY CHARACTER LOOKS 'REMARKABLY LIKE so and so' WHOEVER THE ACTOR IS! I know they look LIKE someone! That's what the pictures are for! Amazingly, I want people to look PAST the person that the pictures are of. They are simply there for a VISUAL the information and personality is the CHARACTER! GET IT STRAIGHT!
3) IF THEY'RE *MY* CHARACTERS. THEY ARE PLAYED *MY* WAY. I dont want to hear "You're playing him wrong" OR something along those lines from YOU!
4) I normally dont single people out. Especially when they can read my journal if they ever get up the time to read... but PLEASE! IF YOUR CHARACTER IS SUPPOSED TO BE A CREATED CHARACTER. PLEASE MAKE IT A CHARACTER! AND NOT JUST *YOURSELF* IN SO MANY OTHER SITUATIONS AND SETTINGS. AT LEAST CHANGE THE FUCKING NAME. YOU KNOW WHO YOU ARE!

The rest of my rant is simply about how the Role Play is done.
1) One-Liners suck. They give absolutely no information and make it extremely boring and difficult to respond to.
2) Spelling! Go back to fucking school if you cant spell out 'you' 'are' and stuff like that. BRB and LOL are allowed in my book! I realize that people make typos... Once in a while it's not a problem. Other than that, I put effort into my spelling.... You should do the same.
3) Give those of us who don't use one-liners... TIME TO POST! It takes longer than two seconds to THINK of a post, and then actually type it.

There's so much more that I could write here. If you have any other comments about RPing, leave them as a reply to this entry. I'm sure those people reading this entry need their time to rant as well, so if you have any points to add - go for it! Add as much as you'd like!

Ashley was on TV last night!

Wed, 16 Aug 2006 17:42:10 GMT

Ok, I'll admit it. I watched the Miss Teen USA Pageant last night. Those who watch that thing should feel like a FUCKING PEDOPHILE. The girls were ages 15-18 and some weren't that bad at all. On the other hand, I'm not sure how some made it that far. The whole time I was cheering for Miss Virginia.. But she ended up coming in 4th. In my opinion, she was the cutest out of all of them. All of her answers were truthful and she didnt seem like someone who was just there for the perks of winning. She had a nice, genuine smile, beautiful eyes, and actually had some sort of grace. Montana won the whole damn thing. God I hate that kind of set up.

Anyway... The best part of the whole night was when Ashley Parker Angel performed! He sang "Let U Go." The worst thing about his performance, wasn't his fault at all. That place is not set up to have musical performances, those of you who watched it must know what I mean. He was practically screaming into the microphone to be heard.

And the echo and feedback from the instruments didn't help his performance either. Watching JoJo's performance let everyone know that their ear piece was getting too much feedback. She was constantly playing with it, pushing on it, readjusting it.

And neither of them could stay still. Ashley's good for staying in one place while he's performing. But he didn't last night. He walked the entire area they gave him to perform in, and even threw his hat to the crowd. -such a cute little hat- He was so adorable last night!

OH! And, his son, Lyric, Turns ONE this month (not sure which day - Eek! I need to find that out ASAP. If anyone knows, lemme know).

I guess that's it for now. I'll leave this Ashley rant as is, lol.

<3, Jay

Pirates of the Caribbean Fan Fic.

Fri, 11 Aug 2006 17:56:04 GMT

Pirates of the Caribbean
Name: What is truly desired
Pairing: Jack and Will
Just some cute random thing I came up with. It's my first PotC fic, hope you like it.

Port Royal, one of the many places that Jack Sparrow had learned to call 'home.' Although, it wasn't until recently that he'd felt at home there. Before now, the Captain would have taken the sea and the Black Pearl over anywhere else.
To tell the truth, his new-found love for this place came as a sudden surprise to him. Thoughts of it being 'the memories' keeping him there were forgotten the moment they were thought of. Just what was it that tied the Pirate's boots to the land rather than on the wooden surface of a ship, full of sea-craving crew members, counting the seconds till their beloved Captain gave them the word?
The curiosity was killing him. If he were anyone else, it might have been easy to figure out where his loyalties lie. A second later, he paused, shaking his head. No. He knew where his place was. He couldn't have been questioning that now.
Moving away from the dock, he glanced over his shoulder before continuing. his eyes caught sight of those familiar red uniforms, they were where they were supposed to be. They didn't try to be anything more or less. They just... were.
Squinting slightly from the brightness of the sun, he made his way toward the home of Governor and Elizabeth Swann. Removing his hat only long enough to be let inside the door, he stepped inside, turning to watch the door close behind him, then placed his hat back on top of his head. Giving the door an airy wave, he turned again, darkened eyes taking in every bit of elegance that the room had to offer.
"Unbelievable," He breathed, a hand slowly moving along a sword on the wall. Why couldn't he have weapons as nice as --. His attention was caught by the Governor's stern, accusing voice.
"Jack Sparrow..."
Rolling his eyes, he looked to the other, raising a brow momentarily. How many times must I correct people? "Captain... Jack Sparrow."
"To what do I owe your company at this time?"
Gentle hands pushed some hair behind his shoulders as he took another step toward the other. "That... Governor... is for my knowledge, and Mine alone" Another look around the room, "I just need a moment with the Miss of the house."
"What do you want with her?"
A forced hurt expression overtook his features. I'll bet William doesn't get this. His hands fell on to the smooth surface of the shiny-topped desk and he looked down, raising a hand as if checking for dust. The top was cool to touch and practically reflective. It would definitely fetch a pretty shilling or two. For that matter, any shred of their estate would be able to keep him in whatever jewels, gold and silks as he could ever want, if traded with the right person, of course. "I simply need to speak with her." Silence. "It'll only take a moment. Savvy?"
Looking defeated, the Governor moved to the stairs, quietly told one of the maids to "Watch him," and went to get Elizabeth.
"You look a little familiar, Love." Jack approached the maid, arms outstretched as if to ask if she felt he was welcomed there. "Have we met before?"
She shook her head, taking a step backward to avoid whatever he was planning. "No," She didn't have to call him 'Sir' or something, did she? "I don't seem to recall us ever meeting, Mr. Sparrow."
Mister? Casting the girl a disgusted look, "You can call me Jack if you'd like." Hm. "No... Captain. Yes. Even though I am not your Captain, I am a captain, therefore you can call me by my proper title... Captain." He stopped. "You look, if only slightly, confused. Come, now. You can tell me if something's wrong."
Needing to change the subject, she didn't feel like talking to a pirate, -well, not this pirate- she moved away from him again, pulling out a chair. "Please, take a... Have a seat. Miss Swann should be down shortly.
Sitting down, her words only earned a "Hm" in response. "Well, aren't you going to sit with me?"
She had gone back to her cleaning. "Me?" Now she really was confused. "You want me to sit with you?"
"Well," He smiled, revealing his teeth, then took a deep breath, this really could be amusing for him if he tried. The only question was if he wanted to try. "It really is rude for a person... such as yourself... to cast away my attention, then attempt to avoid me all together. I am, sort of, a guest in your home. Am I not?"
Sighing, she got another chair, and was about to sit when the Governor was returning to the room. Putting her chair back, she went to his side, nodding, apparently to say that all went well.
"Elizabeth will be here in a moment. Until then," He rested a hand on the back of Jack's chair, "I'll need some place to sit."
"Well, you can ask that beauty over there to get you a chair, can't you? She's just put one away." He stopped, getting the hint and standing. "I'll let you have that one. It is a very comfortable chair, by the way." Watching as the Governor took his seat, Jack moved toward that sword-adorned wall, examining it closely once more.
Moments later, Elizabeth descended the stairs, nodding to the pirate to let him know she noticed him. "If you'll excuse us, please, father."
"Yes, Of course." The maid, as well as the older man, left the room, waiting just beyond the door.
"Elizabeth," He glanced at her from the corner of his eye, hands still on the sword.
"Yes, Jack? What did you come here for?"
"Are you... Happy with your life?"
"Excuse me?" She was a bit shocked he would ask such a thing, hoping she was getting the wrong idea about his visit. "Please, would you mind elaborating on that question?"
"You'll have to forgive me." He moved toward her. "What I meant was, with your money and high social standing... do you like your life?"
"Of course I'm happy with it. I have everything I could ever want. And even more than I could ever dream."
"Hm." Dream? Could it be childish dreams keeping him coming back to Port Royal? He shook his head, dismissing the thought. He was a childish boyhood dream. He was a Pirate. What was more 'dream-come-true' than a Pirate's life? It must have been the other thing she said. Do I want something? Pulling on his compass, he flipped it open and left the room. "I must thank you. You've made things a bit clearer for me." Stopping an inch away from the other male, he smiled. "She's all yours again. And I didn't even threaten her..." Moving toward the door, he looked to the maid, "Not once."
Upon leaving the house, his attention was on that compass. What did he want? Opening that compass again, he looked at it, watching here it pointed, then followed it. Once it had led him back to his ship, he gave up, returning to talk to Elizabeth once again.
"There's nothing here that I want."
"That's good, then. Maybe you and your crew should go back to Tortuga if Port Royal is so undesirable."
He sat, defeated and puzzled. "No, Tortuga's not the answer." He thought for a moment. "Not now, anyway."
"What, exactly, are you trying to figure out? Maybe I can help to get you pointed in the right direction."
"No," He said. "I've tried directions. My compass points toward going off on another adventure at sea. I'm trying to think of why I'm here... on land... And here instead of Singapore or Tortuga, where a Pirate is more... accepted..." Well, maybe not accepted, but not punished, exactly, either.
"I can help you there, Jack. And here's what you have to do. You must," She walked him to the door. She figured that something, by way of miracle, was weighing on his conscience. "Go out there, and see what you can do for people." She paused. "Once you fix the problem that's bothering you, you'll be free again to go and do as you please."
"Right." He stepped outside, turning to her again. "What am I doing, exactly?"
"Just go do something good for a change." With that, she shut the door, then retreated to her room, mumbling under her breath, "Pirates."
"Do something good," he mocked her, walking away from her home. "Like I haven't done anything good for her and her boy." What to do first?
Looking at the area around him, he thought about what had just happened. He had seen that he was living the life that every boy, or sea-loving girl, wanted to live. The compass had pointed to the ship. He was supposed to be away from here. He was supposed to be happy.
"I am happy," He was speaking more to himself than to those around him. "She can't tell me that I'm not what I, obviously, am. Unless she's covering up for her own happiness... or lack thereof."
Maybe Will needed some help working. Walking through the door, he greeted the emptiness with a loud, "William? Your girl says I need to 'do something good.'" No response. "William..." His voice took on a sing-song tone. "William?"
Hearing that door creaking open, Jack turned. "William... I see you've returned."
"Jack... Not the first time I've come back to find you hiding here." He walked toward him. "What is it that you're hiding from this time?"
"I'm not hiding... this time. It's your Elizabeth, mate. She thinks I need to do something... good... so I can leave here."
"Here? Since when do you need to do something good before you can leave somewhere?" Hesitation. "Don't you still get slapped for even showing up in Tor-"
"Tortuga... yes. She mentioned that as well." Changing the subject. "Do you need any help with anything?"
Will paused, thinking. There really wasn't anything for Jack to do. Well, there was nothing he trusted him to do. "Why don't you finish stocking food, gun powder, and the rest of the supplies on the ship?"
Finish? "William... Please tell me what you mean by 'finish' stocking the ship."
"Exactly what it sounds like. I've done most of the work. I've been working all morning on it for you."
The Captain gave Will a curious look. "You've been working on my ship all morning?"
"I know you're not going to do it. It's the only way it'll get done."
Jack paused, a finger tapping on the top of the compass. Maybe he did want something.

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I'm not sure if I'm done with this story yet. So I need help figuring it out. Please lemme know if I should continue or if I should leave it as it is.

Also, If you like this story, I wouldn't say no to writing/posting more stories. If you would like me to write something *special* just for you, leave me your suggestion and I'll do my best to write your fic that you've requested.

<3, Jay

WWE SummerSlam and RAW presents...

Sun, 23 Jul 2006 17:06:13 GMT

...THE BIGGEST PARTY OF THE SUMMER!!!!!

Last night I went to a LIVE WWE Wrestling show! God, I love going to those! It had been a while since I'd been to one, though, so it was a million times better than when we used to go to almost everyone that we possibly could. lol.

Ok, I know I'm going to forget details, but I'm sure that once I get my pictures developed, I'll remember more than I do now. lol. You should know how that is. n.n

First off... the seats! OMG! The seats were so great! My sister and I had floor seats, only about FIVE rows back from the ring... But here's the BEST part. We were RIGHT AGAINST THE ENTRANCE RAMP. We got a clear view of everyone as they walked to the ring -not to mention we got to high five them and junk. But that's for La~ter. lol. We had two little boys sitting on the other side of us. They were only 7 years old and they were SO adorable. They wanted to see the Divas, and a few of the wrestlers, so we let them against the railing so that they could get high-fives and stuff as well. We know what it's like to be those few seats away and not be able to get to the railing... So we were nice to the boys and let them against it while we blocked other kids from pushing them away from it. n.n I got called an 'Angel' when I told their mom that I'd let them do it.
(Oooooh this has nothing to do with Wrestling, but I was called an Angel in Wal-mart yesterday too. This lady was going to have a party, and the people at the deli said they'd leave it with her stuff that she ordered so she could just pick it all up and leave. When she got there, they told her that it was 'in the back' and that they couldnt get to it. Heh. I started digging through the packed buckets of macaroni salad and junk and found one that was Waaaay in the back of the section, all alone, and gave it to her. Amish Potato Salad = Her calling me an "Angel" -shrug- whatever... Now on with my Wrestling story...)

We had to buy disposable cameras there. Little 27-exposure cameras that would cost $4 at our little local Wal-mart... We had to buy there for, and I'm not joking when I say this... $15 EACH! We ended up buying three of them. lol. So I'm not sure how the pictures are going to come out. -leave me a message or email me if I mention anything you may want pictures of, and I'll see if I've got any good ones to send you!-

The night started slow. -my memory may not be in the correct order... n.n- There were little matches in the first half of the night, before the intermission.

(Forgive me if I spell anything wrong. If it's spelled wrong, there's a good chance that I'm either, not reading it over to catch the mistake, or I simply dont care about that person. Lol)

There was a tag team match between Cade & Murdoch and The Highlanders. BORING!!! What a way to start the night. Dont remember who won this one.
Another match? Rob Conway V. --- dont remember his name. But he's the son of the British Bulldog. That was kinda blah, too. Conway lost the match.
Eugene V. Umaga. This match sucked. Eugene is great when he wants to be, but I just cant stand Umaga... Buuuut, before the match Eugene waited till his friends' music was played. The music was for Hulk Hogan, Kamala, Hacksaw Jim, and I cant remember the other one -but none of them came out. Needless to say, Eugene lost.
There was a triple threat match for the Intercontinental Championship. Johnny Nitro V. Carlito V. Shelton Benjamin. This was a good match. And in the end... Johnny retained his belt. I wanted him to win it -the crowd hated me for it- lol.
Randy Orton V. Gene Snitsky. Not much to say here. Randy's a good wrestler, once he's done talking. He talks too much, I think. And a lot of what he says is either, a) wrong. or b) unnecessary.

Diva Tag match. This match was Trish Stratus & Torrie Wilson V. Victoria & Mickie James. Torrie brought out Chloe with her. She's such a cute pup! The match went pretty well and Torrie even did the Stinkface to Victoria AND Mickie when they were in the corner together! Trish and Torrie won! I was so happy for them!
Oh! and we got a lesson 'in the class room.' Matt Striker went to the ring and was talking about how there are no 'real men' in our area... He was preachin to the choir on that fact. I hate this area with a passion. lol. Anyway, Viscera came out to the ring and, after listening to Matt insult him, beat the crap out of Matt, then practically humped him in the wrestling ring!
DX V. The Spirit Squad. This was not the normal DX. HHH wasn't there last night, so the match had someone filling in for him... The Nature Boy: Ric Flair! Well, Ric had something special to say when he first got in the ring with HBK. It was SHAWN MICHAELS' BIRTHDAY!!! So he got the whole crowd to sing Happy Birthday to him! That was so much fun. n.n *many hearts to HBK*. Needless to say, they beat the spirit squad within minutes. The SS really should give up... they never win and WILL never win, against DX.
Edge V. John Cena. This was the last match of the night. And I was *THE ONLY ONE* cheering for Edge! n.n It was a grudge match for the WWE Championship. Excellent match! So many close calls... But Edge won in the end, thanks to Lita giving Cena a low blow, then passing Edge the belt while the ref was down. I love Edge... He *is* Christian's brother after all. n.n

High Fives!
Here's a list of who I got High Fives from:
Eugene
Johnny Nitro
Carlito
Trish Stratus
Torrie Wilson
Mickie James
Viscera
Shawn Michaels
And we got a HUG from John Cena.

Well, going to get the pics developed. Hope they come out ok. n.n

For Shawn!!!!!!!!

Sat, 22 Jul 2006 03:27:35 GMT

Here ya go. I'm still not sure what the hell you find so amusing about this certain responce... buuuut, I guess I can leave this in my journal for you.

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As a matter of fact:

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Lol. There! Just for you!

Love Ya!

Thoughts from the pop star. #11

Tue, 04 Jul 2006 00:55:40 GMT

-*Claps* I've come up with... yet... another idea for Thoughts from the Pop Star! Inspiration struck after reading the reply from fear_alchemist after my last TFPS entry... Saying I should write for the paper. Well, I thought of Dear Abby. More than likely, you're all aware of the article. *Dance*-

Thoughts from the Pop Star is now going to try to help any and all people that are in need of advice. If you need help with something and would like to know what I've got to say... Leave a letter as a reply to the *most recent* TFPS entry with your question in the form that you would use when writing to Dear Abby. ("Dear Shu, {insert problem here}...) And you dont even have to use your real name. n.n

Hope it all works out.

<3 Shuichi

Um....

Tue, 04 Jul 2006 00:34:23 GMT

It's raining.

Yum! Cheesecake!

Thoughts from the pop star. #10

Mon, 03 Jul 2006 02:55:31 GMT

-This entry is a bit more serious... with the entry being from Shuichi. But a deeper meaning from Jay soaking through it with tears of heart, blood, and soul-

Words are just words till they mean something, right? People can talk to everyone on the face of the earth and say "Ok, bye. Love ya." But the only meaning behind it... is "See ya!"

That's the problem with that phrase. "I Love You" No one knows when someone means it anymore. It gets thrown around so much that no one can tell when someone is expressing affection, or when they're looking for a 'friendly' way to say something.

Sometimes I think it's better that Yuki doesn't say "I love you." Because, as they say... Actions speak louder than words.

Is that why true love is so difficult to come by? Because everyone says 'Love' for everything but what that word, feeling, emotion... is? People say it for sex ('You said you love me. So it must be true. I guess we can have sex now'), they say it for money/gifts ('But he/she loves me. I have to give/get them this. No, it wasn't asked for... but I know he/she'll love it!') or... -as stated before- it can be said as a means of being 'friendly.'

It's great that people 'Love' Their friends. It's even better, I guess... to 'Love' your family. But who should you really be saying 'I love you' to?

That's a difficult question. But I believe that I have come up with MY answer to it.

I believe that you should say it to that one... special person (Yeah. I know it's cliche, just stick with me) that you feel that deserves everything. But... that's not the only quality that they should possess in your mind.

Let me make this easy. Here is Shuichi Shindou's Love List. It's my list of things to think about before you give someone your heart... and that three word phrase.

*Even if you are a complicated person. The person you say you love... should be able to understand you. They should be able to read your feelings and emotions easier than one of Yuki's novels.

*No matter what -usually- happens, when it all comes down to it, that person should be able to express how they feel without kicking themself for it. -thinks- Oh! Like when Yuki admitted to the press that we were lovers!

*You should be able to be there for them... whenever they need you. Whether it be a vocal thing (phone call, Instant Message... whatever) or a physical thing (Showing up at Zepp Tokyo or meeting up with them in person ).

*Love with ALL your heart. If you're gonna fall for someone and you think that you're ready to say "I love you" to them. Ask yourself if you're ready to fall for them. And not just sigh and say it. You need to be ready to Fall HARD. If you can tell yourself that... even if it doesnt work out... you'll be in it the entire time... then you can tell them that you "love" them.

*No Regrets! When you say "I love you" be sure that it wont be to someone that you'll have to hide with. You better not think twice about telling them those words... whenever you feel like saying it. Make sure it's not going to be something that you have to 'cover up' or keep from people. If you love someone, dont you think that EVERYONE should know?

*Think for the best... and the worst. If you're with someone and you can both say it... Good for you! You've figured out what this crazy emotion is all about and you have no problem with it. Yes, there may be a few bumps in the road. But you should be able to see it through. And... if you cant. That's the second have. If you cant stay together with those words being meant... try to be friends. And if the other moves on- they're happy. Be happy for them.

*Love NEVER Dies... Keep that in mind. Once you feel it you'll know what I mean. Love may change. It may turn into anger, or sadness. But it never dies.

That's enough thoughts for now. I'll write more later.

<3 Shuichi

-I've taken the time and thought it over. I do use the phrase "I love you" an awful lot. But I know that I've got someone that I can say it to. And... well... Shawn... Yuki... I love you. I am so glad that I could write that post in your journal. You really need to know that someone... well, that I feel that way about you. And I hope you know that it wasn't just a load of BS to make you feel better. *gives hearts*-

Thoughts from the pop star. #9

Fri, 30 Jun 2006 18:13:39 GMT

Write 15 things about 15 seperate people, but don't name them. They can be things you were too shy to tell people, things you wish you could tell them, or things you hate about them. Anything.
-(I'm making this into a game! If ya know Gravitation, try to figure out who the fifteen posts are about! Some characters are having more than one post, though. Just because I can't seem to think of fifteen different people. I'll tell ya if you're right or wrong. Remember, they're from Shuichi's Point of View)-

1. Ok. I'll admit it. I was worried at first. I mean, you're so young! There's no way you could have been as good as you were making yourself out to be. 'Fixing' what I had already done. You're lucky you're related to the higher ups or you probably wouldn't have even gotten a chance. Oh! And... Its bad enough your cousin wants Yuki. You can't have him either!

2. You do get things done. And you get them done right. No wonder you're last 'project' got so famous! I know it's who you are and everything, and that we've all gotten used to it. But the threats are a bit much, dont you think?

3. -hug- You're so cool. Thank you for sticking by me through everything! I cant begin to tell you how much that means to me! But, see? I told you we'd get to the top! And I'm so happy with Yuki. I couldn't be... if it wasn't for you. n.n

4. I'm NOT a Brat. And my name's never sounded better than when I hear you say it. -eyes shimmer-

5. Thank You Thank You Thank You. For Giving Bad Luck a chance. Zero Talent my tail. But if Yuki ever coughs up blood again, PLEASE dont give him any ideas. -pout- I dont want him to leave me again.

6. I guess you're alright. I mean, considering who's in your family, you have to be, right? But I really think that it shouldn't take Yuki telling you something more than once to get you to leave him alone.

7. I'm sorry that you had to lose Yuki. But he's much happier now! Can't you tell?! Besides, I thought you shouldn't be tied down. You're still young. And there's plenty of other fish in the sea.

8. Two words... Calm Down. You need to stop worrying about everything. K's got it all under control. Trust him!

9. I'm glad that you and I have so much in common. Nittle Grasper really is a great band and Ryuichi's awesome. But... I'm never being alone with you again.

10. I Really can't wait to sing with you again! You're such a great singer! Nittle Grasper Rocks!

11. Hey Sourpuss! I guess Yuki really taught you and your group not to mess with me. Hm.. wait. What's your group's name again?

12. I know what happened in New York. And I hate the thought of what you did. But I'm torn over how it ended. Part of me is happy. But the other part is saying that it hurt MY Yuki more than it hurt you.

13. -cuddles- See, it isn't such a bad idea to cuddle! We should do this more often! n.n Love you always!

14. Who cares what your mother thinks... or how your brother's career turned out. We showed them, didnt we?

15. You're awesome! And the fact that you get to be around Ryuichi all the time -except when he's singing- is the best thing ever! You always know how to make people feel better. -cuddles- Aww! You're so huggable!

Inspiration Strikes!!!!

Fri, 30 Jun 2006 17:26:13 GMT

My last entry... The fifteen people thing... I should do it as an entry for "Thoughts From the Pop star" and have people try to guess who the fifteen thoughts are for. That would allow me to do another TFPS entry along with making another game thingy for my Journal!

Random fan reader: You're A Genius!
Me: -bow- I know, I know. I try hard to keep my fans happy!

Stolen From Chels.

Fri, 30 Jun 2006 05:15:05 GMT

Write 15 things about 15 seperate people, but don't name them. They can be things you were too shy to tell people, things you wish you could tell them, or things you hate about them. Anything.

1. I know I've said it a *million* times. But you're a true sweetheart and a total genius. Well, you and your writing crew are anyway. n.n Keep up the good work. Cant wait to read more!

2. I dont care what you say. You're fuckin adorable! And I stand by that one regret that I told you about. Maybe we'll be able to get together sometime soon. Oh. Remember... (ExS) if you're ever sick... I've got a nurse that you can have. lol. Much Love.

3. Babe, I love ya. But you really should know this... Just because you think a guy is *hot* doesnt mean that he's going to fall for you. You're an awesome girl, but you have GOT to stop acting so damn desperate for a guy.

4. Dont know what it is, but... I just wanna hug you! I know there's a lot of indecisiveness between the two of us about some things. And I might even annoy you from time to time. But you know that that's just a part of who I am. Your cool, kind, understanding nature is what I love about you. Well, that and you're a kick ass Role Player! -hearts-

5. I never thought that I would think this way about you. When we were together, I thought you were cute, fun, and SMART. Getting married at your age was the biggest fuck up you will ever make. And the reasoning was what? Wasn't it because he was in the army or something? It's a fucking waste of your life, girl. Even your MOTHER told you that it was the wrong thing to do. But you and I both know that It's not gonna work. When I asked about showing up at the wedding, what was your response? "Not this time." You're a slut and you know it. I feel sorry for the poor bastard that you've got your claws into this time.

6. You're a bitch, you know that? You've ruined more than one of my relationships that I've been in. Just because you only have a few friends, and are to... shy, stupid, whatever... to try to get a boyfriend or girlfriend or something, doesn't mean that I have to suffer with you. And, although you'll probably never read this, the fact still stands, You're an ass.

7. Have I ever said that I LOVE YOU?! lol. You're one of my *best* friends. But I think the RP stuff proves that, doesn't it? Even though you're not online much, I'm still glad that we get to talk when we can. n.n Thank you for letting me be your stalker! -gives kiwis and pocky- Hope ya make it as an author.

8. Hm. What is there to say to you? I could go into detail about how you've barely been involved in my life. About how you're so obsessed over everyone else's kids to care about your own. That I, obviously, dont have to thank you for the intelligence that I have. You're a slut. An *Easy* slut. Too many guys. You're an embarrassment. And you wonder why I wont tell you 'I love you.' Forget it. It's never gonna happen. Not when you spend all your time and money on having sex and buying your 'other children' stupid shit. Stop claiming the kids you babysit as your own and maybe you'd realize just what you *actually* had. Yeah. HAD. I can't fucking wait to move out of state and leave your sorry ass behind.

9. Even though we dont know each other that well. You're a great friend to have. And you're just too sweet for words. Sorry we dont talk much. I promise to talk to you as soon as I can.

10. Fucking Yahoos... I swear. I shall forever call you "Bugga Bugga" You're ugly as hell. You play in the dirt. And you let your kids (2 and 5 YEARS OLD) run around in nothing but a diaper while you drink your beer and crank that shitty music so fucking loud that it shakes our apartment. Oh, and thanks to you, our yard looks like the 'poster child' if you will... for a WELFARE CASE!!! Why havent you been kicked out yet?

11. Boy am I glad to have met you finally. Your little girl is so adorable! If ya need anything, you know where to find me. And, another thing... if your girlfriend ever dumps you... I'm here for ya! n.n

12. What the hell is your problem? I canNOT believe the shit you've done. When we first started talking, you were... ok. Then, as time moved on... you started becoming more bossy. Then you were gone for a while so I was concerned. -Congrats on the marriage- And now you're on this 'do what I want or I'll ignore you' kick. Well, go ahead. Ignore me because I wont do *exactly* what you want.

13. If you're not *the* cutest little kid, then you're *one of the* cutest. I'm gonna miss you when I move, sweetie. Promise me one thing, that you'll try to not grow up like your brother. n.n Keep smiling and do well in school. Love you! I'll do my best to keep in touch.

14. Yes, I'll miss you when I move. But just because someone new will be your babysitter doesnt mean you can just forget about me. lol. Even though you're a pain in the ass most of the time. I still love ya! Leave your sister alone. She's still a little kid.

15. I've saved the best for last. I don't know what the problem is, but you just dont seem to like me unless I'm handing my paycheck or credit cards over to you. What's wrong? Can't stand the fact that I dont cry whenever you yell like she does? Upset that I can go toe-to-toe with you in an argument and tell you to back off or leave me alone? I'm not a little kid anymore. Dont like it? Well, I wont tell you... but that's WHY I'm moving to Ohio! So I can ditch you and be around someone else. I'm tired of your shit.

Ok. So I've left a lot of people out... I could only write about 15 of you! If I like you and I missed you, I'm sorry. -sends hearts-. But If I hate you and I missed you... you should be happy that you dont know my true feelings about you. Yes, some are obvious as to who I'm writing about. Feel free to take a guess at them if ya want.

I just have the feeling...

Fri, 30 Jun 2006 00:08:29 GMT

That I can't make my dad happy. That he'll never be, and never has been... proud of me. You want some examples? I've got plenty of them...

1) He is constantly saying that I am 'My mom's favorite'
2) He and my sister pick on me about *everything*
3) When I was in school, I was able to be Vice President Of the Skills USA (VICA) group in my school for Two Years! He made fun of the blazer that was worn with the uniform. Still picks on it to this day.
4) When I try to do things on my own, if my sister won't go with me, he *has* to go.
5) One time I went shopping for him and couldnt get/ couldnt find everything on the list... he now sends my sister shopping with me.
6) I wanted to go to a job fair.... my Stewart's Interview... HE WENT WITH ME!! Who the hell shows up to an interview with their father?!
7) When I see friends that went to school with me working somewhere, he makes it a point to make some stupid joke or something about me not having a job.
8) Speaking of job, career, dreams... whatever. He's told me that my dream of becoming a singer is -unrealistic- and that I should try to think of something that can actually happen.
9) He has been receiving medical forms and junk like that in the mail lately. The last time he got one, we left it for him to open. He missed an important appointment because we left it closed. We then got yelled at for not reading it and calling him about it. Well... today he got another letter from them. And I read it cuz I didnt know if it was important or not. It was only results. Nothing majorly important. When he got home I got yelled at for reading his mail.

There is more, I just dont feel like typing it all up right now.

If it could have been a contest...

Mon, 05 Jun 2006 15:26:46 GMT

Yesterday was a benefit thingy for (one of) my mom's boyfriend's nephew. So, my sis and I went there for a little while (we were doing laundry so we had time while the shit was in the drier). My mother had called me and asked to go there and sing for my 'cousin,' Jacob (who the benefit was for). So I said, fine. I'll come sing *something* for him. -there was karaoke there- After enduring some terrible singers before me, it was finally MY TURN! -shimmer sparkle- It was so great. Even though there was only about 25 people there, it was still an audience. I sang "perfect" by Simple Plan. Amanda said that I was "Too David for a Pierre song" but that I was still good. You should have seen the song selection... blah. The music sucked. Perfect was the best thing in there. After I sang, I got the applause and ran out the door to return to the laundrymat to finish the clothes. -shrug- Dunno what the people thought of me, but I'm pretty sure I'm, if not *the*, then I'm *one of the* best singers in the family. (Knowing my mom's side of the family, I'm also one of the smartest. n.n) I guess that's all I'll write for now.

<33333

Zodiac dolls.

Mon, 05 Jun 2006 14:55:49 GMT

Hi again! I found a bunch of dolls that I can stick in my journal, so I thought I'd do just that. I'm spreading them out as different entries for different types of dolls. Here, we have Zodiac Dolls. Some of these I am absolutely in LOVE with. Lemme know what you think of them. Yes, the dolls (along with the LOVE, HATE, etc... squares in the entry after the dolls) are links to the site that I got them from (Incase you want a code for one of them).

Skater dolls.

Mon, 05 Jun 2006 14:52:23 GMT

Hi again! I found a bunch of dolls that I can stick in my journal, so I thought I'd do just that. I'm spreading them out as different entries for different types of dolls. Here, we have Skater Dolls. Some of these I am absolutely in LOVE with. Lemme know what you think of them.

HP Character dolls.

Mon, 05 Jun 2006 14:51:00 GMT

Hi again! I found a bunch of dolls that I can stick in my journal, so I thought I'd do just that. I'm spreading them out as different entries for different types of dolls. Here, we have Harry Potter Character Dolls. Some of these I am absolutely in LOVE with. Lemme know what you think of them.

Preppy dolls.

Mon, 05 Jun 2006 14:45:44 GMT

Hi again! I found a bunch of dolls that I can stick in my journal, so I thought I'd do just that. I'm spreading them out as different entries for different types of dolls. Here, we have Preppy Dolls. Some of these I am absolutely in LOVE with. Lemme know what you think of them.

Dressy dolls.

Mon, 05 Jun 2006 14:40:04 GMT

Hi again! I found a bunch of dolls that I can stick in my journal, so I thought I'd do just that. I'm spreading them out as different entries for different types of dolls. Here, we have Dressy Dolls. Some of these I am absolutely in LOVE with. Lemme know what you think of them.

Casual dolls.

Mon, 05 Jun 2006 14:37:07 GMT

Hi again! I found a bunch of dolls that I can stick in my journal, so I thought I'd do just that. I'm spreading them out as different entries for different types of dolls. Here, we have Casual Dolls. Some of these I am absolutely in LOVE with. Lemme know what you think of them.

Elegant dolls

Mon, 05 Jun 2006 14:35:08 GMT

Hi again! I found a bunch of dolls that I can stick in my journal, so I thought I'd do just that. I'm spreading them out as different entries for different types of dolls. Here, we have Elegant Dolls. Some of these I am absolutely in LOVE with. Lemme know what you think of them.

Time for some random junk! Lol

Fri, 02 Jun 2006 23:40:47 GMT

Here is some stuff that I found. Some I agree with and some I dont. -Yeah, I'm being random with this entry... at least I'm putting something down on the page, right?-
Care to take a guess at which ones I think are true? Go ahead and guess. I'll tell you if you're right or not. n.n