Lolwut?

I'm not popular. Fashionable. Or anywhere near normal. I'm sitting in the back of the classroom, reading and listening to my iPod, and still acing the class. * I'm different. Thereby, I don't have a lot of friends. Those that I do have are amazing and I probably wouldn't trade 'em for anything. Except being the indisputable ruler of the world, but that's a whole different ballpark.

I mean, come on. Look at it.

Friends vs. Undisputed Ruler of the World.

Come on. Who'd stop to even think about that?

Anyways, on topic, we've had a lot of weird conversations. Amusing later. So...Here's a few I can easily remember. For their safety, all friends have internet names I call 'em by.


Me: *Eating chicken.* The crunchy bits are too hard. I can't eat them. *tosses them on the ground.*
Lyra: You're littering.
Me: Nuh-uh. I'm feeding the birds.
Lyra: I guess so-OH MY GOD. YOU'RE MAKING THE BIRDS CANNIBALS.
Me: Huh. I guess I am.
Lyra: Well, stop it!
Me: Nah. *keeps throwing chicken.*

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Rae: You're not wearing socks again.
Me: I know.
Rae: What have I told you about not wearing socks?
Me: Look. It was a rush. Socks or waffles. I chose waffles.
Rae: Touche.

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Fanana: We should have an avatar marathon sometime.
Me: Agreed. Wholeheartedly.
Fanana: That, at least, we can agree on.
Me: If I could make cake, I would make an avatar cake.
Fanana: We could try...
Me: This would end badly....Uhm. Make a circle.
Fanana: Make a circular cake with the element symbols on it.
Me: Draw a nose. And an eye. And the arrow. Wheeee! Or...take your method.
Fanana: I like mine better, but yes.
Me: Yours works better. Mine requires too much skill. I lack skill.
Fanana: Me too.
Me: Hmm...OR CUPCAKES. YES.
Fanana: AGREED!!!
Me: I AM REALLY EXCITED ABOUT THESE CUPCAKES. I AM SPEAKING IN CAPS.

(If you're curious, we never did make these cupcakes...)

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Fanana: Salutations.
Me: Congratulations.
Fanana: What?
Me: Considerations. Abominations. Calculations.
Fanana: Dominations.
Me: Californication.
Fanana: Red Hot Chili Peppers! (So sue me, I killed the rhyme.)

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Lyra: Hey, luv. I like your fedora.
Me: Hiya! Thanks! :D ...You haven't seen it yet.
Lyra: I can see it from here.
Me: ...How? D: Are you stalking me?
Lyra: No. I just have powers you can't BEGIN to contemplate.
Me: ..../whines.
Lyra: I know. It might be hard to adjust to my glory and power.

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Rae: Got to go, my mom is an asshat.
Me: Does that make her a buttcap?

Okay. That's all. I'll post another tomorrow for stuff.

-Azu

*Except math. I have issues in geometry.

Eh. Art Dump.

This was supposed to be the original Critical Insanity logo, but the print was too small for me, so you have the usual one. I also didn't like the coloring, so I ended up altering to just have the outline of the dragon. You know, just keep it simple. Complex = bad.


Little comic I drew. It amuses me. Essentially, if for some weird reason you've never played Pacman, you control a little blog and you run around eating dots. Occasionally, fruit will appear and you eat a lot of that. Well, I'd think Ms. Pacman would crave a nice, juicy burger every now and then.

WoW characters of mine. Azunara and Kozridormu. Yeah. I play World of Warcraft. Cenarion Circle ftw. Technically, Kozri isn't a character, more Azunara's mount, but that's technicalities I don't care about.

Okay. Just me putting up art. I'm feeling better at least. Ate some pizza tonight. Hopefully, more exciting posts soon.

-The Ever Amazing, Grand, Magical, Fantastical Azu.

Teeth

I have really bad teeth. Always have. I've adopted the nickname sharkmouth to describe my state.


Pretty scary, huh. Other things I've been called are as follows:

Lamprey:


Velociraptor:


Anyways, so what happened was after taking a trip to the Orthodontist in October, I was informed braces were necessary. This didn't appeal to me. Nonetheless, a few trips to the dentist later to have teeth pulled and I was back yesterday.

After X-Rays and quick run through of what was to happen, they stuck me in a chair.

The next forty-five minutes are hazy to me. I was trying desperately to find my happy place and ignore the fact they were gluing metal to my teeth, and then wiring it so they all pulled together. Kind of like a group hug.

Too bad I hate hugs.

There was one point where I got blinded by purple. I'll never know what they did, but it was like this:



Some say I'm over dramatic.

So yeah. I'm rambling now. This post makes little sense. Blame a healthy amount of my last solid food being waffles. I haven't eaten anything normal forever. It's just been mashed potatoes and soup!

Azu's Old Schedule:

Breakfast: Nothing

Lunch: Whatever I brought from home. Usually granola bar, yogurt, and whatever Rae gives me.

Dinner: Decent foods

Azu's New Schedule:

Breakfast: Popsicles
BRUSH TEETH NOAW OR DIE.

Lunch: Ramen
BRUSH TEETH NOAW OR DIE.

Dinner: Mashed Potatoes
BRUSH TEETH AND FLOSS. NOAW. OR DIIIIE.

Okay, I question the quality of this post. I'm stopping before it gets worse.

-Azu