So. All good things come to an end, right?

Well, I guess this would be that end for my stay on TV.com. Nah, I won't be sappy or anything, because frankly I'm not sad. The ATLA board has been my internet home for about a month or so, and I've talked to several FANTASTIC people (seriously, you guys rock way too much), but this is the Internet and my high school entrance exam is in a month's time. I placed thirteenth in the city in a biology competition, and in a two weeks' time I'll be off for the republic competition. I'm sure you all see how much time I'll need to dedicate to my studies from now on.

 

After that month's passed, I'll *excited breath* finally get on to animating my first short movie! I haven't been as excited about anything since I wrote my first book. The movie is fully scripted and planned out - I'm working on finding appropriate cello music for it (yes, classical music... don't look at me that way! /glare/) and let me tell you, when I'm psyched about something, I push it till the end. I don't have experience in animation (though I know a lot of theory), but I'm planning on perfecting it, even if it takes me years. Yes, years. xD *eats pie*

 

Look forward my last blog, later today, where I'll just say goodbye to all my friends and other awesome people I met here. They'll actually be in form of animated gifs. I say goodbye with STYLE baby.

Watershade the Nerdess

 

P.S. The deal still stands; I'll visit to fill my role as Ty Lee on the BBAE. But that's that.

So, I already have 3 warnings. I was really taken back with those last two, you know. Maybe because they both came in the very same minute. But I wouldn't know exactly.

Sounds cheesy, but this really made me "look back" at my posts in the last few months. I started off in the Avatar forum as an overly serious shipper who dissed around on people and had no post shorter than 13 lines. From that, I came down to being a one smiley spammer. Happier and more tolerant, yes, but overall quality of my posts crashed. Completely.  I haven't contributed anything in my whole stay on TV.com (not like that's why I'm here, but still).

I don't know. I try to be nice to people, y'know? I give intros and cyber cookies. I may be overdoing with cussing, but I'm like that in real life. I try to correct it somewhat, but hey, it's a habit. I'll have to control it, it seems. This will sound stupid as well, but it's practically impossible; both my parents swear, and my sister, and all of my friend. With that much profanity going on around me, how can I possibly be expected to hold back?   

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Just kidding. I'll work it out. It's possible, right? 

Right? 

 

Other than that, as some of you may have heard, I'm planning on forming the Official Zutarian Central (or fanclub, whatever). I hope all my fellow TV.com Zutarians will join it and enjoy it * I promise it will be a nice, unspammy, organised place. I like to think I'm good at organising.

More info coming soon. 

 

3rd and final - from now on, I'll only be on for BB:AE (I have a Ty Lee to roleplay) and the OZC, once it's established. Sure, I'll communicate with whoever's up to it. I have SO LITTLE TIME, I'm so frustrated! I waste so much time on Internet! Also, I'm a bit saddened that only a very few of my "friends" post on my blog and PM me. I feel that there are maybe 5 people I can truly call FRIENDS here. Even in the online form of the word.

 

Watershade (aka, the emogirl of the century. SERIOUSLAH SOMEONE SHOOT ME BEFORE I GO ASUKA ON YOU). 

P.S. To whoever's reading this - sorry for your time. Have a cookie.

It's Friday night, April 2007. I'm sitting in my armchair, minding my own business, reading Stephen King's "The Shining" and chuckling at little kids getting scared to the bone, when my throat starts hurting a bit. I pay it no mind. I'm always sick a little, so why should I worry? So, I finish my water, and go to bed. All is mighty and fine - save for some minor throat trouble, but eh well. It'll pass.

 

On Saturday morning, after some hair-pulling with my dearest sister, quick scribling of my English homework and a minor foodfight during breakfast, my throat starts hurting. Again. I send it all to hell and sit through my English lesson peacefully; so what if my throat aches a bit, it won't kill me. So, all in all, Saturday passes peacefully (except for a little 5 minute accident involving my Dad, the neighbours' doberman and my sister's hairspray, but that's a different story). I baked a layer chocolate cake with cream, and my family loves me for it ('xept I couldn't eat it, but I can't stomach cream anyway).

 

Sunday. Throat doesn't hurt, all is blissful and happy, except for the fact that the next day I'm supposed to go to school, but I brush it off and instead go on reading my French cousine handbook (I'm a SUCKER for cooking). Around 16:00, however, once I got done with blowing my hair and other stupid necessities, I grab my Biology book (the city competition is next week) and sit down growling in frustration...

 

 

... and my throat starts hurting. BADLY. I grab Auntie Nell's silk scarf she had left here before a bus drove over her breaking her 4 ribs and killing her (RIP Auntie Nell, you mean ole bat. You always told me stories about WWII and children's ribs getting severed, you beetch) and wrap it around my neck till I look like I was trying to prevent my head from bouncing off randomly, but it doesn't help AT ALL. I can't talk, I can croak, so I gracefully slide into my sister's room and croak at her something that sounded vagually like "God DAMNIT call our no good parents and drag them back home or I'll personally cut your teddybears with a kitchen knife, I swear it." I love my sister, but hey, it was an emergency.

 

 

To end it all, I've been to the doctors and I MIGHT have mononucleosis. Sis suffered from it 6 months before, but it was supposed to stop being contagious a long time before. But I'm such a jinx that I should've seen it coming; it's always that way with me. Whatever illness is in the house it's bound to get me as well.

 

 

Tomorrow I'm going to get my blood checked. (*shivers at the thought of a needle in her veins*) wish me luck folks. I just hope I don't have mono... that would mean no computer, no school, no NOTHING for 3 full months. No school = me not entering highschool. And I've worked so hard to prepare for the exam, it's just not FAIR damnit!

 

Yeah. I hope it's just a virus or whatever, because otherwise I'm as good as gone.

 

x-Watershade-x

 

P.S. Finally got my Photoshop to work, will start making icons soon.  

I will do some fanart when my Photoshop is up and running again, the poor dear... Preferably some Ty Lee fanart. But never mind me, I've compiled a list of my favorite fanartz:

 

WHICH GOT ERASED BY STUPID TV.COM FORMATTING ISSUES. I will try to get it back now.

 

Yee-haw. Whatever.

 

WATERSHADE

 

P.S. Wrote some stories. Also am thinking about making a BUNCH of icons when my Photoshop is resurected (preferably shipping ones). I already planned 2 for Kataang, 2 for Zutara, 1 for Ty Lokka, 1 for Maiko, one for TOPH - oh yeah - and 2 for Ty Lee. Oh, and 4 for Zuko. Azula will have to wait.

So, I can finally post blogs. But I still can't comment on other people's entries, sorreh. D:

 

Anyway, the title of this entry is "What To Do With Mindless Shippers". ENJOY.

 

    I'm sure we've all seen them. Walking down the street. Jabbing our stomaches with felt pens. Stealing our strawberry muffins when we're not looking. I'm talking, of course, about Mindless Shippers (in further text they'll be referred to as MS. XD)

    Since the beginning of the world, a fierce battle was on between MS and us, Peaceful Shippers (PS for short). For the longest time, we were winning with Plan A, coined by our great leader. Plan A dealt with Cookie Bribery, which proved strangely efficient. If a PS should stumble upon a MS, he'd quickly pull out a chocolate-flavored cookie and jab it into a MS's mouth. It all worked perfectly. MSs were getting fatter, PSs were learning how to sew plushies. It was all good.

    Then, everything changed... when the PMS attacked.

    This becursed hybrid of a PS and a MS is a modern type Nephalim. They appeared over night, their eyes shining with malice. We stood no chance. They wiped our comrades remorselessly, and the very few of us PSs went back into the Fortress Of Long Entries, also known as ForReal. Scared, with limited resources and a very little food left, we were forced to watch as PMS taught MS to defy the power of a Shipping Cookie. As they grew stronger and gained in numbers. 

    As they came up with a plan to wipe us out.

 

    It was going to happen on that day. They planned it, and went to sleep with smiles on their evil faces, sure that the next day, we would be no more. We knew it would be the end of us. We were way too weak, way too hungry and scared to fight back. But the Gods Of Internet were on our side once again. And from their mercy, the Harry Potter Shipping Serum appeared.

    Every MS and PMS became a target. Their unreasonable minds were a perfect terrain for the growth of the HP Poison. And just as quickly as they appeared, the PMS were wiped out, leaving Zeh Internet in the search for safety, and leaving MS to die from poison... or to live, and suffer the consequences.

    And so, the Harry Potter Shipping War I (also known as HPSWI, or HaPpy SWIne) started. The greatest bloodshed... the world of shipping has ever known.

 

 

                     Will continue in: PART II.

 

xD I'm crazy. Shoot meh. 

I'm entering Biology competition. And my dad wants me to edit TWO of his movies...



...life sucks. Just thought I'd point that out.

Believe me or not, I absolutely forgot there are blogs on TV.com. Whatever. To put my factsheet up because I don't have anything else to put here:
NAME: The name you'll get isn't my real name, it's the only one you could pronounce, and the only one I actually like; Nexa Lasting. Keep in mind, I don't, and really don't, like my real name.
AGE: Fourteen. I'm a really serious fourteen years old, most of the time.
INTERESTS: Writing and drawing. I also like animation; though I lack the needed patience for it. There is also Biology; I adore researching. That's why Wikipedia's my best friend. Well, almost.
FAVORITE SHOWS: South Park, hands down. WITCH... used to be; Charmed... long gone; Winx... way too girly.
Though Avatar has a place on my list too, I haven't finished watching it yet.
FAVORITE CHARACTERS: Irma Lair and Will Vandom from WITCH, Kyle and Kenny from South Park, Zuko from Avatar, and Layla, Stella and Musa combo from Winx.
FAVORITE WRITER: Waaay too many to sort.
FAVORITE BOOK: Read the above statement.
FAVORITE SONG: I'd like to mention Karma, Machine from Hell, Poison, Highway to Hell (whee) and so on.
EXTRA INFO: I am an atheist. I adore cookies. I'm often depressed and b*tchy; don't get me too serious. I'm addicted to all things chocolate. I like baking cakes. I have two older sisters, a nephew that is older than me, and a niece that will be 1 year old in February.
Yaaay.

My DA page is http://sergelia.deviantart.com
You can find me on other sites as Sergelia, Watershade, Hells agent, Emerald Queen, Tigera, Taira... Yes I have a lot of screenames; bear with it.

Okay, so I joined alright. As one would notice, I'm not exactly the most cheerful person you'll meet... Oh, bear with it.
The reason I joined this forum was actually great comic scans. I don't know why, but I figured I should at least join if I take benefit from all that hard work the others did. Of course, you won't see me posting in their thread... but they have my eternal gratitude.
My favourite TV show is, of course, W.I.T.C.H, followed closely by Winx club. Of course, as you can guess from my user name, my favourite character is Irma from W.I.T.C.H. (she rules the water, if you didn't know).
That's about it from me... not really much to say. Bye!