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28 August 2007 @ 03:54 pm

My mom has transferred to freak-out mode. I wish I could turn her off, or something. I'm sure she has the best intentions, and I know that I shouldn't be up until two in the morning to finish three papers, but meh. She needs to understand that I'm perfectly capable of looking after myself, and that she doesn't need to worry about me. I'm not one of the kids that do drugs, chain smoke their lungs into decay or become alcoholics. I'm not one of the kids that can't handle responsibility. She's more of a child than I am, honestly. 

Anyway, I am sure you have already realised that I am extremely tense because school has started yet again. A new year, new teachers, new people... new work. And even though I manage it better every year, the amount of homework I get never seems to lessen. Gah. Life's unfair. I have two papers due for tomorrow, and I've only got one of them half finished. The other one I haven't even started on yet. I know the way tonight is going to turn out: I am going to go down to the kitchen, grab a blanket and my laptop, make myself a mug of coffee and settle down with my dog and cat in a pile of fur and sleep-deprived human.

My dog's sick, so I've been keeping him company during the nights since Sunday. I love him too much to leave him on his own like that.

-x- Nika

 
 
Current Mood: Crappy
 
 
mystifyingbliss
24 July 2007 @ 10:03 pm
There's a lot going on in my life right now, so if I don't update or post fiction frequently, that's the reason. I'll give you a nice little recap of everything that is going on now.

My grandma died. Not that I was so fond of my gran and my dad didn't like her either, but mum is devastated and keeps crying. Whenever I walk past her, she starts to bawl and demands that I hug her, that she needs emotional support... I love her, but she is too dramatic. I'm glad I didn't inherit that part of her. She should grow a backbone. I get that this sounds harsh, she lost her mother, after all, but I've lost people too, precious people, and she was never there for me when those things happened. When one of my best childhood friends died, she told me that I would find new friends. When the boy I loved died, she told me to look on the bright side. When my nephew died, she said that we'd never been close anyway.

I was close to my nephew. Even if I did find new friends, it hurt, and I never got over that love. I'm still smitten with that boy, and I can't help it. Mom never knew what she was talking about. No one close to her has ever died, in all the forty years she's lived. It was about time, I guess. I'm not affected by my grandmother's death, I just don't like mum freaking out about it this much. If she died, I'd take it better than she's taking it, and we're not all that different apart from our mind and our heart.

Also, my relationship with my boyfriend is a bit rocky. We haven't been spending enough time together, and I know that it is my fault. I'm the one who is busy all the time, and he is the one who calls me every other day only to be let down again, because other things are more important than him... I feel so horrible for doing that to him, but the summer is always hectic for me. It'll be over in a month. If Chase can manage with less me than normal for one more month, I'll be all his again for the following year. It seems a little price to pay, doesn't it? I still feel bad about it.

My art, and my writing... I'm working on a personal, over-the-summer assignment for art class in school which is taking up a lot of my time. That, and I'm  trying to write a new novel for a contest I'm entering. Also, I'm still doing my beta-work, and attempting to keep up with my swimming practice - can't let it slack over the summer, or I'll be useless once the season starts again. Martial arts training and dancing classes are also still there, and I'm trying to play a tennis match a week with my tennis buddy, Jason. We fool around a lot and none of us are any good, but it's fun. My parents are making me visit my brother in college as well, when he isn't even looking forward to my visit. Well, he is, but he's not looking forward to introducing me to any of his friends, even if I've always gotten along with them great. He's just a goofball, I'll tell you.

We're going to Ireland soon, for one week. I've got to make sure to drop by my old village (I lived in Ireland for a year when I was younger) and visit Hannah, my long-distance friend and loyal beta-reader. She'll make me stay the night, too, so I'll have to explain that to my mother... She'll break down again when I tell her that, I swear. Lately I'm just a handkerchief to her. Life is aggravating, but I'll cope. I always do.

-xx- Nika
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Current Mood: Aggravated
 
 
mystifyingbliss
23 July 2007 @ 08:21 pm

My friend Anna told me about the Harry Potter books a year ago. Until then, I had refused to pick up one of Rowling's works with the excuse of "I'm not following any damn hype!" But now I'm writing a journal entry on the seventh and final book because I do want to express myself and I did get a little lost in the hype, those glorious hours that I read and reread the final book. I am truly sorry, Self-Of-A-Year-Ago, for I have failed you.

Well, let's get this show on the road then, shall we. In short, I must say that HP and the Deathly Hallows is my favourite in the series, but I despise the ending more than anything. Because, in my opinion, by keeping Harry alive, Rowling has turned what could be an ultimate dramatic climax into a cliche. She even added a little happy-ever-after epilogue, and I came pretty close to doing a Dobby and hitting myself for ever thinking Rowling would have the courage to kill her character. Pretty close, indeed. 

So, without further ado, I'll just get to the main point. Harry should've died. Harry Potter fanatics all over the world are undoubtedly in joyous celebration, but me? No. Rowling has managed to do just that which I feared from the moment I read the first page of the first book. She has created yet another hero's tale. And she didn't have to- People would've bought the books anyway, even if she'd told beforehand that the main character would die, because it is a hype and people are prone to want to know what happened.

Even if she did what I feared, the book is a good read for anyone with eyes in their head, and I am glad that I did not misunderstand the clues woven throughout the entire series. I was right about Regulus being R.A.B., I was right about my suspicions that Mad-Eye would die and I was certainly right to believe that Severus Snape would turn out to be a good guy in the end - Rowling wouldn't have given us such an idea of which side the ever mysterious Potions-teacher was on in the second chapter of the sixth book, if her purpose hadn't been to fool us all. Hermione's beaded bag was to be somewhat expected - they'd be nowhere without her.

Too much of a heroic tale near the end, the beginning and middle of the book were quite awesome. Neville finally got himself a backbone, Kreacher has a heart after all, Dumbledore isn't perfect and Ron and Hermione finally made out - everything I wanted. If only the Boy-Who-Lived hadn't kept to his title, all would be well. I know I am too critical, but my expectations were high and it frustrates me to see not all were met. Nevertheless, Rowling did great. I loved it.

A few more things to end with: 1) OMFG, she killed Hedwig. How could she kill a defenseless owl? We know Harry's got it tough - did she have to take away his trustworthy companion? 2) FRED! how dare you die and leave George like that, and Rowling, how dare you discard Fred like that during later chapters? He's important. I would've liked to see a little bit more of Despairing!George, if only to cry with him. 3) Dumbledore was all emotional and though I didn't like that, I'm glad we saw a bit more of him. 4) So, I was reading, and all of the sudden it was March and they still hadn't found another Horcrux. Procrastination, much? 5) I liked Harry's sort-of-acceptance of death and the way that he was on his way to receive Avada Kedavra.

In spite of everything, I loved Harry in this book. He finally became who he was supposed to be all along. He's a real hero, after all.

-xx- Nika

 
 
Current Mood: Enthralled
 
 
mystifyingbliss
Well, there you have it. Not the Perilous!Sasuke I promised, though it seems like it. That one is also on the way. This is a random thing written in the ten minutes I had to wait until I could see my dentist, last Friday. His waiting room opens new doors in my mind. I like this better than The Latest Misery, but that does not mean I'm satisfied. I am completely in love with the title though.

Title: In The Hollow Of The Grave
Rating: T, if you're paranoid.
Fandom: Naruto.
Pairing: General TeamSeven Angst and hints of SasuSaku, NaruSaku. NaruSasu if you squint.
Wordcount: 1349
Summary: When he crumbles, he watches their backs dissapear and knows this may not be the end.
Disclaimer: Naruto belongs to Masashi Kishimoto and affiliates.

 
 
Current Mood: Chipper
 
 
mystifyingbliss
22 June 2007 @ 05:50 pm

Why do they make me wait two weeks without giving me a double special episode as a reward? It's unfair, so unfair... And yet it can't stop me from going on a strike. I'm horribly addicted, let's face it. The fanfiction is only a result of my Naruto love, so I guess I should be grateful for the addiction? That's rather illogical. Anyway, I have another one-shot in the make, Perilous!Sasuke this time. You'll see.

Naruto is incredibly cool when he freaks out Kyuubi-style.

-xx- Nika

23/07/07 Edit: Well, after two more episodes, I still haven't got what I wanted. This just isn't right. I want to see Naruto fight, so let me-ttebayo! If I don't get to see a decent Great Ball Rasengan used on either Deidara or Sasori within a week, I will develop a desire to maim just about anyone who holds me back from my precious anime. We don't want that to happen, do we?

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mystifyingbliss
17 June 2007 @ 04:12 pm

Alright, first honest attempt at Scrapbook Style. My first idea of a title was The Obvious Decline Of My Fanfiction Writing, but that sounds so daunting. Either way, it turned out to be The Latest Misery, which sounds cool, but isn't. I would love this story if it weren't so sucky.

Title: The Latest Misery 
Rating: T-ish.
Fandom: Naruto.
Pairing: NaruIno, because canon is overrated.
Wordcount: 897
Summary: Ino doesn't agree with him, but no one can deny chemistry.
Disclaimer: Naruto belongs to Nasashi Kishimoto and affiliates.

 
 
Current Mood: cheerful
 
 
mystifyingbliss

I've told you about the NaruIno drabble-ish story that I'm working on... This is a warning.

I've tried my hands at a new style, something I've never done before. Call it what you like, but I will refer to it as the Scrapbook Technique. It's the type of story where you first write out a storyline with a general plot, but then you take some significant and some unsignificant and some ubercool moments from the overall package, mess them up so there is no order whatsoever, and kill the plot. I especially like the last part.

So when you read my story, bear in mind what I tried to acchieve - a loose, edgy feel - and blame any horrifying mistakes on the Scrapbook Technique. It's not my fault. You can blame my best friend who told me to lose my Narrator Identity - one of the many - and my cat's uncerimonious napping in the sink that led to this jumble of new ideas in my head. Blame my best friend and my cat. They won't mind, I tell you.

...I'm a terrible owner, and even worse of a friend. I'm lucky I know how to write, or I'd be headed downhill all my life.

 
 
Current Mood: Cranky
 
 
mystifyingbliss
04 June 2007 @ 08:07 pm
It has always been an ambition of mine to write a biography. If not for other to read, then for myself to remember who I am and who I was when I was younger. Fifteen years of roaming this planet hardly make enough material for a biography, so a synopsis of who I am and what my life is about is better suited. Not to mention that this current project is mostly to create a link to post in all my various profiles so that I don't have to tell-tale my whole life each time. So there. Have fun.


Kisses, Nika.
 
 
Current Mood: Crazy
 
 
mystifyingbliss
27 May 2007 @ 09:46 pm
I remember one day when I was little, I ate the first ice cream I ever had. It was a life-changing experience.

I was three years old and my brother who was five back then, took me to the ice cream parlor that day. We lived very close to the parlor the first five years of my life - after that we moved to an old mansion-like place on the edge of town. My grandmother says our current house is haunted and refuses to come visit us. She demands that she keeps seeing her dead husband when she gets close. But then again, my grandmother has always seen things other people fail to notice. I can't really get along with her, but we manage for the sake of my mom who really wants me to have a healthy relationship with the rest of the family.

Anyway. I had my first ice cream cone that day. Three scoops, yogurt flavour. Even though it takes me half an hour to get there nowadays, they still sell the best ice cream I've ever tasted and it's worth the time. The owner of the shop is an uncle of mine so when I bring friends, we get a discount. it's quite cool, really.

The point of me telling you this? Well, there is none but the fact that I thought the phrase "The Plot Bunnies are taking over my mind!" alone was not worth an entire post. Something needed to be added, so why not a childhood memory? No one can resist those. Soon, very soon a NaruIno one-shot will be up and running. Be patient, my loves!
 
 
Current Mood: Pensive
 
 
mystifyingbliss
20 May 2007 @ 04:23 pm
Don't you just hate the first post? 

I do. It's quirk of mine. I hate new beginnings; I hate the blank sheets from my notebook staring at me, I hate the sight of a perfectly clean canvas, and I hate the empty subject bar when you post a new entry. In fact, I despise the overall idea of a journal. That is, until it has reached enough entries to be worth an archive. At that turning point, things suddenly become fun and everything feels satisfying.

The key to getting there is patience. Which I lack. Awfully.

Now that my flaw is settled, we can get down to business. Writing. I am here to write fanfiction, post fanfiction, write ficrants and possibly post those too, with the risk of being mobbed by angry fanfiction writers who disagree with me. But meh. A girl's got to do what a girl's got to do! Posting of stories and one-shots will be aggrivatingly slow in the least. Bear with me. Also, you might end up with a shock of personal infromation on my life as well. I'm not saying that it will be interesting, I'm just saying you'll be my victim and forced to accept my terrible social life's events until I choose otherwise. Mhuahuahaha.

For those who care:

http://www.quizilla.com/users/mystifying-bliss Currently in unannounced hiatus
http://www.fanfiction.net/u/1197192 The place I've posted most of my NarutoFic at
http://mystifyingbliss.blogspot.com Not updated in ages
http://www.gaiaonline.com/profile/index.php?view=profile.ShowProfile&item=6932614 Because Gaia kicks ass
 
 
Current Mood: Frustrated
 
 
 
 

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