Oh, well!  Finals are finally over (thank God!) and my abuelita is here from San Jose---which means there's food in the house!!! 

Yay!  XDDD 

*rubs belly* 

Totally random, but I want to write an odd, cracktastic MSND/Naruto fic.  >_>;;

I've realised for a while now that I don't use my journal a lot. I guess I don't have the energy/inclination to write down my thoughts and feelings... >_>;;

Not that big of a surprise there; I don't write my fiction either afterall.

I didn't write when I was so obsessed with Anthony (AKA Mr. Touchy-Feely), who told me that he liked and then had five girlfriends (on top of the one he had when he had first confessed) even after I told him face to face (as opposed to his MySpace confession). And yes, I'm still bitter. >:D

I didn't talk about going to Writer's Block and my happy discussion of fiction. XDD

Didn't write about the President's life story that she told us either... *reminiscing*

I didn't mention how Anime Club has become Naruto and Magic TCG Club. (It is, BELIEVE IT!!!) ;D

I don't talk about how these last few school years my abscences have been so bad that I've had a SAARB meeting and I was going to be thrown into a continuation school for my last half of eighth grade. Or how I was going in and out of major (at least it was major for me) depression throughout middle school and parts of my freshman year. I don't talk about how my anger was out of control and my favorite times were in the mornings outside in the park waiting for the library to open because I didn't want to go to school that day. How I liked the way the the light changed the way the tree leaves looked. I never mentioned how my heart almost stopped when the SAARB people caught me and that I made a last-ditch effort to get out of it that failed miserably. Or that my Saturday school hours kept on adding up and I can't seem to get them down.

And I've never talked or written about how sometimes I'm scared I won't be able to graduate from high school...

I don't think I can write about this anymore. I'm going to go eat the salty-tasting rice I made and read the Skip*Beat volumes I have saved on my computer. TT__TT

There's a special hell out there for band!fic writers. Band!fics, afterall, are only one letter away from being bad!fic. I hate band fics. I have since they day I witnessed such a horror at the Pit.

Yet, for some strange reason, my muse has decided to bunnie me with a Naruto band!fic. And you know what's the worst thing about it? I want to write it so bad... T-T

I'm having so much fun playing with the world and fixing everyone's character.

This was the inspiration.

And you know what else my delightful little muse bunnied? A "Naruto Character Got Turned Into a Chibi" fic. This time Sakura's the victim.

*sob*

Title: Deal With It!
Chapter: 1. Mandatory Dream Journal
Author: Tlazohtzin
Character(s): Sasuke(flashback), Yuko(Sakura's mom, OC), Sakura-centric/-POV
Genre(s): General (maybe something more later on)
Rating: K+ most likely
Word Length: *no idea*

Note(s): I try to make sure that I have little or no grammar, spelling, or tense errors. This is mainly because my ego doesn't want to deal with too much red text >_<;; , but let's just ignore that little detail... >_>;; lol XD. But since punctuation is evil and beyond comprehension... You get the picture... (-_-);;

I also tend to make up a lot of OCs (that have been checked and are so far clear of Naruto Sue-dom) but I have yet to make a fanfic that star any of them. And even in this fic I have tried to cut down the OC/Cannon character interaction to a minimum where possible. Like wise, in a OC-dominant fic (that I'm thinking about) the OC/CC interaction will also be kept to a minimum. This being said, let it be warned that I have given Sakura a mother and a father(instead of only a mother) plus a brother. I will try to keep the family interaction believable even though I have limited exposure to that sort of family make up because I live in a female dominant household. (there has never been more than 2.5 [.5 being my nephew] men living in my house at once compared to at least 4 or 5 women).

Sry 'bout all that unneccessary info... I've been lonely lately so I've become pretty talkative...(03-02-06)

( This is what I have so far... )

O my effen god! this is freaken hilarious!!!

http://video.freevideoblog.com/video/37BB0AA6-43C0-4982-B33E-C35B5B736840.htm

"You want me, admit it." Reizo looked deep into Akina's eyes, challenging her to deny it.

She looked away and said in a hurt voice, "No, I don't. Besides I'm already married. What are you going to do about that?"

"Nothing... It doesn't matter. You don't love him and he can't give you what you want."

Akina narrowed her eyes and said in cold tone, "I have everything I've ever wanted. Tomeo has given me the world. What do you have to offer?"

Reizo looked at her sadly. He fingered the ornate chain around her neck.

"This? This is all you want? All you need?" He gestured at the necklace, "You deserve more than this. You deserve more than that old man can give you. You deserve passion, adventure! Don't let these golden chains hold you down. You deserve to be happy."

"Let me make you happy..." He whispered softly.

Kanaye leaned down to kiss her, a hand on her cheek, and she rose up to meet him half way. But unknown to the two lovers, Leiko saw and heard all...

"So how was it?"

Kanaye turned around and smirked at the anxious girl beside him.

"It was horrible. You suck."

"WHAT?!" Yuko stared wide-eyed at him, her jaw slack.

"I'm just playing! This was actually good. OUCH!"

"Don't mess around with me like that! Asshole..." Yuko tried her best to look mad, but she was already laughing harder than he was when he confessed.

"Anyways," She continued, "This is where I'm planning to enter it..." She handed him the magazine she had hit him with and opened it to where she had marked.

It was a two page advertizement for Make-out Paradise, the famous publishing company known not only for having the most popular adult manga titles, but also for their infamous writer/owner Jiraiya who had paid many sexual harrassment fines and is notoriously known as a major playboy.

"And what does this have to do with me?"

"Gosh Kanaye! Do I have to spell it out for you? This is a manga contest! I want us to do a collab job with you as my artist!" Yuko said in a excited voice.

"And I'm going to agree because..."

"'Cause you're my best friend silly! I'll go over to your house tomorrow so we can get started. M'kay?"

not done yet... will finish tomorrow...