\ ( ´ o ` ) /

That face reminds me of Aki and Taquito.


This song has become my life:

In other news..
.....I guess I could do a Pico of the Day again and be like everyone else even though NONE of my friends are online....?


....
.....There's no one interesting in the HS at the moment, except noobs that are attacked supposedly rich Picos.
Pfft. All they're wearing are fancy dresses and a crown. And she's not even cute.

And so, I met these fabulously disturbing twins, Apo ni lolo and Apo ni lolo1

I think the right one is Apo ni lolo and the left one is Apo ni lolo1.. ...I think.

Ignore my head in the corner...

Well, I actually didn't talk to them because I'm extremely shy because they got away from me before I had the chance. Aren't they just adorable with their halfnakedness?

They're a lot better than my other candidates.

Though some adorable Arabic speaking girls just came in that I'd rather do instead.

...THEY HAD THE FACE.

Aaaaaah~ Valentine's Day is over and finally I can feel the love in the air~

UNFORTUNATELY, FOR ME IT COMES IN THE FORM OF A STALKER THAT WON'T LEAVE ME THE HELL ALONE. NOT ON PICO, IN REAL LIFE.

I'D LIKE TO BE ABLE TO WALK TO PRE-CALCULUS AND ENJOY ALL THE WEIRD STARES I GET WITHOUT HAVING TO TALK TO PEOPLE.

Aaaaaah, I still haven't finished all of my homework yet~

I don't know why, I'd rather stand in an empty virtual classroom just staring at nothing for hours rather than doing something productive.

WAUGH I GOTTA TYPE THAT THINGS FALL APART ESSAY FOR ENGLISH BY FRIDA-

It's Wednesday.

...

\ ( ´ o ` ) /  This has been your traditional idiot, 赤ﾟωﾟ飯.

OVER AND OUT.

Now, now, my children.

Okay, so I got into a huge fight with some of my "friends"   (NOT ANYMORE, DAMNIT.) about a certain topic: copying.


For the love of God, don't do it. It is frowned upon by Pico society. It's fantastic and all if you don't mind the fact that you're practically STEALING THAT PERSON'S IDENTITY, but that other person with definitely be pissed.


Why do people like to take the names of  the French Picos?
(THOSE PEOPLE KNOW WHO I'M TALKING ABOUT. YES. I'LL BASH YOU ON MY BLOG TOO.)


Luckily, the amazing Hope has no copiers (AS IF ANYONE COULD COPY MY INSANITY ANYWAY.) for they know that I'd probably "Rip Them A New One" if they ever did anyway.


THIS GOES ALONG WITH ANOTHER TOPIC THAT I COVERED IN ANOTHER POST: FACE STEALING.


I mean seriously. Why would you even do that.
YOU KNOW THERE'S SOMEONE ELSE CALLED THAT, AND THAT THEY WONT EVEN RECOGNIZE THAT NAME AS YOUR OWN, SO WHY TAKE IT?


I understand if it's like, in fandom. Such as someone naming themselves Naruto Uzamaki or Lady Gaga or something. Or even myself and my friend, after the singers Sekihan and Piko.
It also makes sense if your twins (as people think that if even 9 people look alike, they're still called twins) and your names are like, -randomname-#1 and -randomname-#2 or like.. "Squall Leonhart," "SquallLeonhart" and " Squall Leonhart". (I've been listening to my sister play FFVIII for hours.)


THERE'S A DISTINCT DIFFERENCE FROM IF I'M NAMING MYSELF LADY GAGA THAN IF I'M NAMING MYSELF AFTER THIS GIRL THAT HANGS OUT AT ENGLISH PARK BECAUSE "SHE HAS TONS OF GOLD AND SHE IS SO COOL AND I WANNA BE JUST LIKE HER HURHURHUR."


Part of the reason that I change my name so often is because I do eventually get copiers.
ESPECIALLY WHEN I HAD THE NAME TSUNAFISH.
THAT WAS MY NAME FIRST, DAMNIT.


So please, try to be original. People respect originality. I respect originality. NOT COPYING MY FRIEND AKI AND STEALING HIS NAME, SQUISHLES. And we can one day, all live a free, happy Pico life where we don't have to worry about people copying one another and doing retarded shit.
That's my rant for today.

Dotdotdot.

In my failed attempt to stay away from Pico, I came across one (he seems to be known for his obsession with socks) and he had probably the most amazing eyes I've ever seen on a Pico. Sadly, I don't have a picture of him, as I got distracted. (I really just left him and went to Japanese Park.)


But I had to try them on. And I got to admit, I thought it was pretty darn cute when I smiled.

Aren't I just adorable?

Sadly, I can't claim originality for this face, since I saw my friend with it about 8 months ago(8 MONTHS?! I'VE WASTED ALMOST A YEAR ON THIS GAME?!). 

He was so cute that I had to take a picture.

                                      

That's the creative genius of Tako for you.

Ohohoho. Believe me, I was only on while I was waiting for Maplestory to download, then I came back again to clear up an issue that I assumed was urgent. (It was nothing but me being overly idiotic for no reason.) I don't think Maplestory even works on my computer..

...I'm gonna go try it out anyway. 

CIAO.

THIS DOES NOT COMPUTE IN THE WORLD OF HOPE.

:s I honestly hate the name Hope. I hate the name Makayla too. But at the same time, I can't think of better names. I suck at naming things.


HAVE YOU EVER LIKE.
...
:s I don't know why I'm like, intentionally ignoring people now. I'm hoping this is some phase that teenagers go through.
I've already gone through the emo phase about three times now.
And I'm really sick of Pico.
Though like I said, I'm not turning this into a virtual diary. My diary is all philosophical and crap anyways.


Ah, I'm taking a much needed hiatus from Pico, anyway.
Keep in touch with me on Facebook, yea?


Naturally, I intend to keep blogging about the most random crap ever and this probably will turn into a virtual diary at some point. I'll do my best to stay away from that.


AND IN BRIGHTER NEWS,
I can't have a Pico of the Day if I'm on hiatus from Pico, right?
Haha, this will be hard. I'll probably only go on to see if I've got any letters.
I think I don't have any bright news.


Time for me to go to bed.
Ciao.


[random re-edit.]
Actually, what I think I'll do is keep this blog for Ameba Pico purposes. Seeing as how I'm going on a hiatus, that'd pretty much render this blog useless.
But I like blogging.
So, instead, I'm making another blog, Someday the Dream Will End, where I rant about the most useless crap and will turn that into a virtual diary.
Bwahahaha.
Okay.
Going to bed now.


[DOUBLE RE-EDIT]
I got lazy and decided not to. I don't know what to rant about that has to do with my actual life anyway.
...Uuuuh,
" :D HI I'M MAKAYLA AND I'M A SOPHOMORE WITH THE MENTALITY OF A 5 YEAR OLD AND THE MATURITY OF A DEAD PERSON"
It'd probably be something like that.
OKAY.
NOW I REALLY HAVE TO GO TO BED.
I SERIOUSLY EDITED THIS LIKE, 14 DAYS LATER.
Heheh. 14.

Ah.

Oh dear. I forgot.

Readying shouting voice..

SO LIKE, MY PICO PERSON OF THE DAY IS MY WIFE ﾋﾟωﾟｺ. 

AND LIKE, WELL. o_o I dunno.

She's Piko and I'm Sekihan, so like..

...

......their magnet cover.

<3

o_o I suddenly have a huge thing for female vocalists. Such as Dazzle Vision and exist†trace.

HAVE YOU EVER HEARD EXIST TRACE? I THINK THEY'RE SO AWESOME.

Okay, I'll stop ranting about music now.

So..

So, I'm apparently thinking of naming myself Kogeinu after the singer.

...;_; He's so cute, but not my kind of cute.

My kind of cute is really weird. And odd. And weird.

And I really like the name Sekihan anyway. Plus, he's an epic singer. Though I'm sure most of you haven't even heard of him. So, here's him singing that lovely song,  "Mrs.パンプキンの滑稽な夢　を歌いました。"

Have fun understanding that. 

In reality, I'm only posting this video so that I can come and watch it later. Bwahaha.

I have a Spanish project I need to be doing. But I'm tired of drawing thousands of cherry blossoms.

I have no idea what cherry blossoms and the Spanish language have to do with each other.

D: And.
Please don't think that my bio is emo. HOPE IS NOT AN EMO.
:< It's actually a quote from Final Fantasy VIII. Since Squall is such an emo ass and all.
He's worse than Cloud.

OKAY. GOING TO GO WORK ON HOMEWORK NOW.

OKAY, SO LIKE,

SO LIKE, I WAS LIKE, illegally downloading music and shizz, when there's a sudden black out.
:T I don't know why, it's like, 60 degrees outside with no weather problems whatsoever.
I think I'll wear my cheap kimono to school tomorrow. 
BUT STILL. A BLACKOUT.
e_e I've gotten way too dependent on technology, to the point where I nearly died after 5 minutes. Metaphorically, obviously.


UGGHGGHGGHGHGHGHGHH.
I'm at the point in my life where everyone is asking,
" :D WHAT ARE YOU GOING TO DO WITH YOUR LIFE, MAKAYLA?"
Makayla is my name, fools.
And I simply respond,
"D: HOW THE HELL AM I SUPPOSED TO KNOW."
And they say,
"YOU SHOULD LIEK, TTLY BE A POLITICIAN."


....
If you have ever. EVER. Seen me talk about something... something like cheese cake, you will understand why I could never be a politician or a ruler of anything.


A possible scenario:


Some village idiot: MAKAYLA. THERE'S A FOOD SHORTAGE IN [insert town name here].
Me:   :T WELL DAMN. LET'S PULL A STALIN AND PUT `EM IN FARMS.


For some reason, I've been using the face ":T" all day long.

EVERYONE DOES THIS SO:

MY PICO PERSON OF THE DAY(PROBABLY FOREVER.) IS ALICE SHOU BECAUSE SHE HAPPENED TO BE IN THE ROOM WHILE I WAS WRITING THIS.

CLEARLY, SHE LIKES FLOWERS. AND BLUE.

I hope you see why I call those sweaters "Rejection Shirts."

.....

I don't know why I'm still up.

I was supposed to be writing an essay about this quote, "Wo viel licht ist, ist krasser schatten," but I instead ended up spending five hours talking to a friend about school and fending off yaoi fangirls. In the only way possible.

And now, instead of finishing said essay, I'm blogging. 

And I still have Pre-Calculus homework to finish, and then I have to read up on my Music history lessons, and so on and so forth. It's currently 12:16 AM.

By the way, I did get an A on that test.

And for clarification, the word "bouquet" is not pronounced as "bucket", right?

Eh Eh.

For a while I had the strong belief that when it came to blogs, I would actually read the posts, and not just the ones with pictures in them.

However, when reading my own blog, I noticed that I only actually read the ones with pictures in them. How.. hypocritical. So I guess I'll make an effort to put in a picture or two in every post, Though the pictures will probably just be doodles that I do throughout the day. Such as this:

I suck so bad at drawing. Then again, I only had a short amount of time to do this during Chemistry.

I hate so much that out of the 937 songs on my iPod, I only know about 500 of them. Though that's more than half, it also means there's about half the amount of songs that I don't know. So whenever my iPod is on shuffle, it'll go to some random song (it's Memento Mori by The Academy Is... at the moment) and the song will be stuck in my head for weeks.

It happened especially when one of my friends showed me a lovely video about having a mouth full of crabs, and another time when I was listening to a friend sing Bad Romance. 

Curse you music and your catchy tunes.

My iPod is about to die. That means it's time for bed.

I am so lame.

So that whole Pico Valentine's Day contest thing. Bleh Bleh Bleh.
Since I am pretty antisocial and can't really order people to actually do anything for me, I gathered up two of my other picos and decided to make a photo. It somehow came out like this:

Cute, eh?

...No, not really.

o_o The whole point was that quite often in the past few days, I have worn one of these retarded sweaters and often gave noobs the wrong impression. And I had this idea the second I saw the contest. I wanted myself to be more "actively whining" but at least I kind of look like I'm crying.

IF YOU DO NOT UNDERSTAND, THAT SECOND ONE IS A GIRL. ..I should've made her wear like, a dress or something. I'm now realizing how gay this looks. Huh.

But what I think was the best part out of this, was not the fact that I'm definitely not going to win anything whatsoever, but what happened during the half an hour I was trying to take this picture.

First thing, I was met with my adorable friend, who is made out of candy. ... ...Her name is Mint. HURHURHUR.

o_o But I think she understood that I was there for a reason since I never leave the high school room ever, and left not much after.

And then some Indonesian girl that couldn't speak English decided to come up to Risotto (The one on the right. Leave it to me to name my Picos after food. Sekihan means red rice, by the way.) and then she said typical Indonesian words that I can't understand, but ultimately ended with "dork".

:< I do not like being insulted over the internet. So I decided to, as my sister would put it, "Rip Her a New One." A new what, that's up to your imagination.

o_o I was worried that because Sayo is black, that it wouldn't show up on her skin tone when she blushed. BUT IT DID. And then the heart face paint ruined it, and by this time, I just thought, "Screw it!" and left it there. ;_; Risotto was cuter, but I wanted him to have those.. eyes. Those eyes that I usually associate with Kayden. And yeah, it could've came out so much better, and those retarded sweaters will always be a sign of rejection to me from this point on.

For some reason, my pico looks fat here. My sister thinks I'm writing a novel here.

Errr.

So, seeing as how I'm currently unable to sign onto Pico on all of my accounts (Can you hear me screaming in agony?), I've been forced to do nothing but homework.

Well. I actually have a lovely game of Final Fantasy IX waiting for me (why does Zidane have a tail again?), but I'd actually rather draw descriptive pictures showing the bloodshed and the confusement of World War II.
(Confusement is a word? I doubt it, but my Firefox says it is.)

The greatest thing about learning about World War II in class?
                   My teacher is basically giving me a free pass to draw Hetalia and get an A for it.

@.@ I'm actually procrastinating on Pre-Calculus studying since my group test (moshpit test.) is tomorrow.

WHO KNOWS WHAT THE FUTURE WILL HOLD. HOPEFULLY, MY FUTURE WILL HOLD AN A ON THIS TEST. AND SOMETHING HIGHER THAN A C IN CHEMISTRY.

Aaah, I'm such a fabulous student.

Oh. I guess I feel the need to talk about some awkward moment that happened to me today in every blog post.

My friend (who is an exchange student from China, so he doesn't speak English well.) walks with me halfway to my house. So I'm asking him about his classes. And he asks me, "So when was your last period?" And I, being the idiot that I am, simply replied, "Oh, about a month ago."
He didn't get it.

One of the things about Pico people.

While living my fantabulous pico life, I came across a certain topic that I've discussed with several of my friends. The fact that every "cute" pico has EXACTLY THE SAME FACE. Bolded, underlined, and italicized for emphasis.

When this face first appeared way back when I had it (and don't even think that I'm claiming originality for this face.) I will admit, it was super cute. Back when only a few people had it. A few. Now everyone and their mother who has come in contact with at least fourscores of gold has this face. And by this face, I mean:

 

I apologize for anyone who's face I used without permission.

Feel free to contact me if you want me to remove it. 

;_; Please you guys. Try to be more original. And don't steal other people's faces. You will most likely be beaten up by that person, that person's best friend, and everyone will think even less of you for stealing someone's face. And remember-

THIS IS A GAME.

Oh the peer pressure.

A dear friend of mine included me in her blog, and I felt compelled to do the same.

I totally didn't take it while she wasn't expecting it.

THIS IS ALOIS.
I call her Cone for reasons unexplained.
WHENEVER I SEE HER, SHE'S USUALLY WITH ROLEY.
That picture just happened to be one of the rare times I found them not together.
SHE'S ONE OF THOSE PEOPLE THAT I CAN SAY THE MOST RANDOM CRAP EVER TO AND SHE WON'T THINK THAT I'M MENTALLY INSANE.
I'm pretty sure that me and her don't live in the same time zone.
-insert words about Alois here.-

Blogging is Good For the Soul.

But then again, so is chicken soup.
*This has nothing to do with Ameba Pico.

o_o I seriously think blogs are more of a virtual diary that everyone keeps out in the open for people to read for absolutely no reason. Or, they eventually turn into diaries of some sort. So I shall vow to not turn this into my little diary. Or else some disturbing stuff would come out.

*I plan on editing the layout and making it all personalized with my retarded drawings, but that day is not today. And it probably won't be tomorrow either. Or the next day. Or the next day. Or probably until I get either a tablet or Photoshop.

LESSON ON THE INTERNET, KIDDIES. Don't let your personal life interfere with your online life. Because:
1. No one even cares, and your probably don't even care yourself.
2. Some faggot will laugh at you.
3. I'll laugh at you.

And so, I have indirectly done exactly what I vowed not to do. ENFIN.