One Piece (of cake!)

Ok, I'm gonna be describing some of my fav characters from the show here. First is my personal favorite, and you can probably guess why, RORONOA ZORO!
Roronoa Zoro:
Age: 21 (present time, after timeskip)
Birthday: November 11
Bounty: 120,000,000 (therefore one of the eleven supernovas, rookies with bounties over 1oo,ooo,ooo beli.
Apperance: Muscular young man, with dark green pants and a green waistband. After his original white T was stripped to threads, with every arc he changed his shirt, but not his waistband and pants. He carries with him at all times his three swords, as he being a user of Santoryuu. Whenever he is fighting seriously, he wears a black bandanna, which when not used is tied around his left arm. When using Santoryuu, he carries a sword in each hand, and one in his mouth.
Ambition: World's Best Swordsman
Personality: Mainly stern, serious, and distanced. However, often loses his temper in a comical style. He is also at times very intimidating, and is a born killer. He often hides emotion, and expresses coldheartedness and indifference. However, he has a kind heart, sacrificing himself for innocent people, and throwing away his dreams for the sake of his crewmates. He has a strong sense of leadership and reasoning, and maintains Bushido to a certain degree. Some running gags are his HORRIBLE sense of direction (he got lost on a straight path once.....) and his ability to effortlessly deliver cool and perfectly timed lines. And he likes untying bandages when he isn't fully healed.

Chopper: ZORO! What did you do to your bandages?!
Zoro: They made it hard to move. I took them off.
Chopper: I put them there so you WOULDN'T move! DOCTOR STOP!

At a certain point, I'm going to forgot to name the categories, so I'll just mush them all into Personality, ok?
Zoro has a huge rivalry with another crew member, Black Leg Sanji, who is the cook in the Straw Hats crew. They often fight over the littlest thing, often at the most unhelpful times possible. However, Zoro is obviously much stronger. He was at a young age able to toss bolders, and now is able to pick up entire buildings, and can turn his arms to pure muscle. However, before the time skip it seemed as if Zoro couldn't control his strength very well. After two years training with Mihawk after the separation at Shabondy Archipelago, he has become even stronger. Even before the timeskip, he showed incredible tolerance to pain. When Luffy collapsed in front of the Shichibukai Bartholomew Kuma, Zoro sacrificed himself, begging Kuma to release all of Luffy's pain onto him. When he sampled a tiny bit of the huge ball of pain, you could see how much it hurt him, in an already half-dead postion. In the end, he takes it all through this hands, and when Sanji wakes up (the crew had all been knocked out, and Sanji had fallen as Zoro hit him when Sanji tried to offer his life instead) he finds Zoro completly cut up with blood all around him in the middle of ruins. When he is asked what happened, Zoro quietly replied, "Nothing. Nothing at all."

I could go on forever, but it's late and I have to take a shower soo... if you want more on Zoro check out this site on Zoro, just click the "Zoro" underneath.

ZORO

A Long Way From Chicago

Helllooooo! I haven't been on in a long time. (other that short thought I posted a bit ago) I'm currently watching a OP video for the song Stand Out. Makes me feel tingly on the inside. Anyway, Irecently visited Rome, Italy for four days. I gotta say, you can really tell that it's really old. However, I recommend going there in a cool season. I thought I was melting, honestly. And it's different if you're visiting there for vacation, or for sightseeing. They are the complete opposites in Rome. Vacation is walking around laughing, eating ice cream, and taking funny pictures. Sightseeing, on the other hand, is running around in the burning hot nonstop, your finger never leaving the flash button on your camera, trying to see everything before you leave. I think you can tell the difference. I say that if you saw everything in Rome, you've pretty much seen everything in Italy. Not that there's no more interesting stuff, it's just that after Rome, it looks like you've seen this museum before.... and that arc.... and those stairs... and, strange, I could have sworn I saw those old ruins somewhere else.... It's like that. Ah, I haven't typed in so long, my fingers are cramped. But, today I'd like to make a OP post, so... pain for me~

When You Reach Me

I've decided to change the titles of my posts from poems to books. I know more of them, more than I would like. Not "cool" to read to much. To stay "cool" it's like sticking to a diet. A horrible diet, worse then that one with only cucumbers and tomato juice. By the way, the author of this book is a genius. Even though I don't want to be an author anymore. I want to be a lawyer.

Starry Starry Night

That song (Starry Starry Night) is so sweet and sentimental...

"Starry, starry night.
Paint your palette blue and grey,
Look out on a summer's day,
With eyes that know the darkness in my soul.
Shadows on the hills,
Sketch the trees and the daffodils,
Catch the breeze and the winter chills,
In colors on the snowy linen land.

Now I understand what you tried to say to me,
How you suffered for your sanity,
How you tried to set them free.
They would not listen, they did not know how.
Perhaps they'll listen now.

Starry, starry night.
Flaming flowers that brightly blaze,
Swirling clouds in violet haze,
Reflect in Vincent's eyes of china blue.
Colors changing hue, morning field of amber grain,
Weathered faces lined in pain,
Are soothed beneath the artist's loving hand.

Now I understand what you tried to say to me,
How you suffered for your sanity,
How you tried to set them free.
They would not listen, they did not know how.
Perhaps they'll listen now.

For they could not love you,
But still your love was true.
And when no hope was left in sight
On that starry, starry night,
You took your life, as lovers often do.
But I could have told you, Vincent,
This world was never meant for one
As beautiful as you.

Starry, starry night.
Portraits hung in empty halls,
Frameless head on nameless walls,
With eyes that watch the world and can't forget.
Like the strangers that you've met,
The ragged men in the ragged clothes,
The silver thorn of bloody rose,
Lie crushed and broken on the virgin snow.

Now I think I know what you tried to say to me,
How you suffered for your sanity,
How you tried to set them free.
They would not listen, they're not listening still.
Perhaps they never will... "

I'm feeling totally deep right now.
No other words to describe that feeling.

Bells, Bells, Bells

LOUD noises in my head.... imagination is out of control, and I'm freaking myself out. Wannabe Me just read (Is that bad grammar? Saying that "Me" just read?) The Thief of Always of Clive Barker. Note to Readers, NOT a book you wanna read in the dark, after 8, or anywhere possibly creepy. It's a great novel, totally recommending it, but..... well, maybe it's just me, but it kinda gave me this weird feeling. Like, uahhhh....... a sort of shiver? And I think that it would have been better without pictures. Letting my imagination tell me how Fish Lulu looked like, how the Quartet looked..... It just goes to show you that children need excitement in their lives. Anything can happen on a rainy day. Moving on. It's Friday, so we had Gym today. We did volleyball for the last month and a half, and now we're moving on to tennis. I'm slightly better at tennis. But, my family plays, so I gripped the handle the way my dad taught me, but the teacher threw them all too low for me to reach in that position without moving back. And fear sort of rooted me to the spot. So I missed the first three. I'd just like to say, that the teacher didn't even show us anything. She said, "Hold the racket with your hand. When the ball comes, swing the racket from behind you on an arc to the front, with both feet planted next to each other, but apart." I know it sounds helpful, but this all happened in less then a minute. Then I got angry, just randomly held the racket, and just hit the dang ball. It worked. Well, I enjoy short posts so, happy days, Wannabe Me, signing off.

Ineffable Effable Names and a bit of advice

First of all, I love the poem this post is named after. It's wonderful.
Second, I'd just like to say that it is too hard to pick a background with Blogger. There's so many great ones!!! My current one really hit me, it's so beautiful. But I also like all the ones with books too, they give a sense of my character. And the sea ones, and the wave one in the techno section. It's all so hard to choose....... Ah well. I'll change it every day, or something. Blogs need to express yourself, so the background is very important. Listen up, Rookies. Wannabe Me's going to teach you something. Once you think your blog looks decent, email it to everyone you know. And tell them to email it to everyone they know. If your blog was ok, you might pick up some followers. Remember not to post names about private people around you. Use code names, like Bob, and Lady Gaga. And make it enjoyable to read, people don't want to hear you blah blah blah blah (droning) about your day. Make it fuuuuuunnnnnnnnnyyyyy. Or something. Well, I'm droning right now, so I'm gonna do something about it.
Who of you likes bananas?

SO much depends on the little wheelbarrow

No time for anything!!! Wannabe Me, reporting live from the disastrous mess that is my tortured mind. Spring Break is over, back to school with a huge longing for time to restart. I feel like I haven't done anything during these weeks. Worse thing is, there's an even bigger rush now. Only 40 days of school left (and yes, I'm counting) till the dream of all children everywhere comes true.... SUMMER VACATION!!! It brightens my life just saying it. Of course, it's not all that it's cracked up to be. Why is it, that whenever we have a break, the teachers just pile MORE homework on us???? It's like it's not even a break! Anyway, I'll looking forward to some just me time. My doodle book, my laptop, and some fiction. And maybe a cookie or two. Not that hiking, walking, and going to pretty much everywhere isn't absolutely great, but. You know, you gotta give a girl a break. So lately, I've been getting totally psyched on Kpop. Dunno why, I just like it. My favs are ZE:A, 2PM, and BEAST. Course, those are the boy ones. I don't like much of the girl ones, they're all high pitched and cutesy. Maybe I'll post a few MVs later. And, like, everyone's gonna be hating on me for this, but I'm mentioning it anyway. One Piece. My latest obsession. I LOVE it, can't get enough! I've actually been banned from watching it. Lame. It's because me and my sis are always talking about it. Sanji, Zoro, Luffy, Zoro, Nami, Zoro, Chopper, Zoro, Nico Robin, Zoro. As you can see, Zoro's my fav. He's just so cool!! And he's cute. In his own way. Anyway, I'm pretty good at drawing manga and anime, so I usually draw the gang. I can't believe that there's over 400 episodes!!!! (I only watch the japanese version with english subs) I'm only on 204 or something ㅠ-ㅠ...... Thinking about it, I've got a lot of Favs..... I'll post pics on other places. Hm.... a post just for pics. Gotta try it sometime. Well, it's late, so I gotta go. Until next time, Wannabe Me, signing off.