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There remains less than 36 hours until my departure to camp. Tomorrow will be a busy day and I am afraid that this is the last time I will get to use a computer. I wanted to say goodbye before I left.

I feel like I should say something eloquent here, but all I have is a meager goodbye. I'll be back on August 7th.

~Nikk

PS.  Sorry I haven't been around much.  My computer time has been seriously limited.

 Rawr, haven't been around here much in a while.... Or at least that's what it feels like to me...  The end of classes kind of killed me with a major English project, final Digital Arts project, multiple papers from different classes, final exams.... The list just goes on.

But I"m now a Junior, which makes me happy.  I feel like I was just stumbling through freshman year a week ago or something like that.  Time goes on.....

Two weeks 'til camp <3   I'm excited.  Not so much about the seven weeks without a computer, but just to be there.  I'm gonna bring a stack of notebooks and a new sketchbook with me so that I'll have a shitload of stuff to upload when I get back.  It'll be fun.  Ya really.

I guess I've never really said what the camp is.  I don't know when I'll have access to a computer once school ends, so I might as well say it now.

It's a Jewish camp in Cali.  I don't really fly with the Jewish label so much anymore, but I still love the camp for everything it is.  I have so many cool friends there, and the songs are so amazing.  Even though I don't call myself Jewish anymore, camp is still the most spiritual place I have ever been.  I always come home way different than I was before, so who knows what will happen?  I remember the first year I went, I came home with a new vocabulary filled with swearwords, and the second year I came home knowing how to read tarot cards.  I suppose this year I'll come home with something new.  New friends, new songs, new experiences, ect.

Frankly, I think the thing I'll be most glad to get away from is the parental units.  I love them, really, I do.  But I also love being away from them because their opinions can be so stifling at times.

Rawr, I'm sorry for being so absent lately.  I do get to go one and skim occasionally, but the ones that require more thought most often are not read, and I'm always liable to skip a few entries anyway.  I most likely won't be able to read anything until Thursday, and even then is debatable; I have to hand in my computer on Wednesday after the last exam. 

So anything that you want me to read, please just leave a comment.  I'll be back soon, hopefully.

~Nikk

Let's just declare Ivri Lider god right now. Just the emotion in this originally awful song is fkla;fdkalnafda. Take a listen, and then go check out Ivri's other songs because he's just such an amazing singer....

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A WRITING JOURNAL, WTF?

Yeah, you heard me right.  A writing journal.  It's come to my attention that having two separate journals will be the easiest course of action for me.  As far as I can gather, most of you are more interested in reading the 'I AM TRANSGENDER: PITY MY SOUL' posts than the 'THIS IS MY WRITING: READ IT NAO' posts.  Either that, or it's just easier to comment on the TG/ personal posts.  It's difficult for me to friend writing communities on this journal because the writing communities are all active like woah and take up too much space on my friends page so that I can't find my actual friends.  So I'm separating things out so that the people who want to read the personal posts can friend this journal, the people who want to read my writing can friend that journal, and the people who like both can friend both.

Simple?  Yeah I thought so.

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 [Why does everyone in my comms insist on writing NC-17 fics today...?]

Anyway, I am making a short post to ask opinions on a possible name change.  The problem is that everyone at my highschool and his brother is named Nick.  (Nick Lee to be exact).  While my last name is not Lee, there is occasional confusion and an unwillingness to call me by my name because it's sounds like everyone else's.  

So I have come up with an alternative name that is close to Nikk without sounding so much like it.

Poll #1392220 So, for a name change, what would you suggest?
Open to: All, detailed results viewable to: All

Which name do you prefer?

Errr... Yeah, I kind of just figured that posting this online (on dA) would be the easiest way for me to come out to my friends. Sadly, they'll probably understand it better this way.... Comiclife is a douche. That's why you can only see one of us at a time.... It won't let me resize my sketches to fit the panels. They have no faces because I'm too freaking lazy to draw them.

I don't remember pokemon all that well, since it's been a few years since I played the (emerald) game way back when one could have been considered lucky to have the Gameboy SP. Lolololololllll. Uhh... I think I skipped several steps (and therefore panels) before I "evolve". And I know it's not possible to skip learning attacks in the actual game, but for the sake of the comic I can.

( Now, enough with this dorkish rambling and on to the shitty comicky- thing! )

 Short fictional prose piece to get away from my novel for a bit.  (I really ought to get to it).  I don't know if I'm happy with it or not though.  You decide.

 

 

Or at least read this.

I don't know if anyone's seen the news, but recently 11-year-old Carl Walker-Hoover committed suicide after enduring eight months of constant bullying based on his perceived sexual orientation. He would have turned twelve tomorrow, on the Day of Silence, if he were alive.

Last year, openly gay 15-year-old Lawrence King was shot and killed for asking another boy to be his valentine.

Two of the top three reasons kids are bullied at school are actual or perceived sexual orientation and gender expression. Almost 9 out of 10 LGBT youth reported being verbally harassed at school because of their sexual orientation, half reported being physically harassed, and about a quarter reported being physically assaulted.

Most of the time, harassment goes unreported. 2/3rds of students who were bullied did not report it to their school. The most common reason? They didn't think their school would do anything about it. Of the few people who reported being bullied nearly 1/3rd said that their school staff did nothing about it.

What does this have to do with Day of Silence? Everything.

The Day of Silence is one day in the school year when thousands of students take a pledge to be silent throughout the school day to draw attention to LGBT bullying in schools so that school officials can do something about it. The silence represents the silencing effect of bullying of LGBT students.

It's not like it'll kill you to participate. Just tell your teachers beforehand - send them an email, talk to them after class today; just let them know that you won't be talking. If they don't support the silence, or if they need you to speak, then don't fuss about it and use your voice only when you have to.

For more information about the Day of Silence, go to http://www.dayofsilence.org/, and also register so that the statistics look more impressive.

GET THE WORD OUT. REPOST OR WRITE YOUR OWN NOTE/ JOURNAL/ WHATEVER THE FUCK YOU WANNA CALL IT.

Title: Only Ink
Fandom/ Pairing: D. Gray Man - TykiLavi
Rating/ Genre: PG/ Angst
Disclaimer: Sadly, belongs to NOT me.
WordCount: 223
Author's Note: Well, decided to write some fanfiction - quite the rare occurance indeed. I've been on a D. Gray Man spazz lately (I even broke down at kon and bought a shiny exorcist's badge. It's SHINY and it makes me happy.) This is for my friend, werewolfdoggie, who is a TykiLavi fan (Personally I prefer TykiAllen and KandaLavi, but that's just me).... I'm not so sure it makes sense, but it's supposed to be a third person narrative from Lavi's point of view for Episode 90 - Black Carnival (At least I'm pretty sure that's the one). Enjoy! Obviously contains spoilers if you're not up to episode 90.

 

( That is a lie. )

 

Ah, how I love April and the cleansing spring rains and poetry it brings. Anyway, I'm back with a brand new poem. It's organized a song might be, but it's in no way supposed to be sung, which is the way I wanted it to be. It's about someone in my life (or rather, not in my life) right now. Some of it might not make sense because this is unique to us.

I hope she reads this someday.

Anyway, enjoy.

 

( Where was your piano when I found my forte? )

 

 Poetry stress piece before I'm off to work on an essay about Hindu eschatology (end of the world belief) and think up some questions for an interview I have to do at a unitarian universalist church tomorrow.  Anyway, more poetry for April!  It's a repetition piece, please enjoy.

 

 

More about King Pawn lataz, so I'm not including a counter bar.

 Soooo April is Poetry month, and in honor of it I just dashed out a poem.  It was more of a stress reliever piece than anything, but right now I'm too exhausted to care.  *Kicks yoga.... multiple times* (Just FYI: IF WE WERE SUPPOSED TO BE ABLE TO TOUCH OUR FEET TO OUR HEADS, WE WOULD. - And fuckit, we're not even to that stage of the pose yet). Anyway, rerailing myself here, as opposed to the derailing that just happened, here's the poem.  I wanted to try a different style, and it's not really, but the structure itself is almost like a palindrome which makes it cool because palindromes are cool.

 

( Fight For You )

 

 Otherwise you get weird shit spawned by writer's digest prompts.  ANYWAY, here's my random crappy drabble-length fic.

The prompt was: You drank a little too much green beer on St. Patrick's Day and can't remember the night. A friend calls to check up on you and fills you in on what happened—and why she has your pants.

 

 

 

 It hasn't exactly been a while, but I've been pretty quiet for the past week.  Anyway, I've been sick.  I'm mostly better, but I missed a few days of school and so I'm far behind, and it's almost the end of the quarter.  I have a collection of things all impending, but none of which I am prepared for.

And then I have a novel-length fiction to write by the end of May.  I'm just barely outlining the characters/plot now. 

So uh, yeah.  Screwed.  Then after I've finished I'm probably going to disappear for most of the summer because I'll be at summer camp (provided I get in, which is likely).

BUT! I don't want to loose contact with people, so if you want to chat, I'd definitely love for people to email me at icarus.wings@ymail.com

I've decided not to upload chapter-by-chapter, but all at once (mostly because I've decided not to have chapters but have it divided up into large sections for the four different narrators).  You should be seeing it end of May-ish, in all of it's lovely glory.  It'll be fantasy, not YA because my characters are much older than your ordinary teenager (by several hundreds of years).

Email me if you so care to. I'll be around but not too much.
~Nikk

Okay, so I found this video through marissamiranda , and I figured it had a high level of repost value. And I want to digress a bit about it.

( Some questions to think about. )

 I'm gonna have twitter specifically running for all my writing updates with my stories so that I can stay organized and interested people can stay updated and all that jazzy-jazz-jazz.   I'm trying to figure out how the hell I can get this into the sidebar, but for now it'll be over in this post.  Yeahhhh.....  

Oh Nerimon, how we love your humour.  And now I have to finish homework :(

- Leo-

( It was all his fault, for stringing me along like this. )  

-Marius-

( What have I done? )

-Leo-
 
( No dice )

-Marius-

( Something Important is Missing )

-Leo-

( Leo won't say the words that mean so much. )

-Marius- 

( I love you too. )

 

End.  Written for weaponmisstress, because she's kept me occupied through all of my boredom spazms, and even though she hates slash, she loved this.