Hahahaha. Kat, I've decided to take pity on your soul. Only six archives.

Archives:

1.Fictionalley.org
2.Destiny's Gateway Romance Fanfiction Archive
3.Mugglenet Fanfiction
4.Fanfiction.net
5.Mediaminer.org
6.Harrypotterfanfiction.com

Pennames:
1.BiancaSolderini
2.pullaweasley
3.Sirius's Whim
4.BreathofLife
5.BloodySirius
6.ButSiriusly
7.Gotcha
8.Bookworm72

I have posted my ten yr. anniversary fic under ONE of these names and ONE of these archives.

My summer has been:
~Happy
~Sexy
~Painful
~Selfish
~Bittersweet
~Sad
~Angering
~Exciting


Happy: I am FINALLY not Single!Bianca. I am together with a longtime crush that, until recently, I had thought I'd stomped on with a spike.


Sexy: I have a boyfriend who is very, VERY passionate. I have gone from an open-mouth kiss virgin to someone who is *very* aware of the male body. I love it.


Painful: In so dating boyfriend, I have incurred the hatred of one of my best friends. I really wish she would have escaped this unscathed, but I couldn't see a way to tell her without hurting her. As a result, partly since I broke Girl Code and am now dating her ex (who she was, and probably still is, in love with) and partly because she was mad we did not tell her, she now hates me to the core of her being.


Selfish: I decided when my best friend showed up at my house at 11 o'clock at night and confessed that he had a crush on me, that I would risk everything and be happy. I wanted to date him, so I do, and I don't regret that.


Bittersweet: After we got together, he and I shared about two weeks of being with each other before he had to pack off to be with his drum corp for the entire summer.


Sad: I really miss the girl whose heart I broke. She was a really good friend.


Angering: The girl who I betrayed won't come and take it out on me. Instead, she leads many of my former friends against me and those who are affiliated with me. I wish she would just come and get me. I have a lot to say for my betrayal, I wonder what she has to say for hers.


Exciting: For my eighteenth birthday, my sisters (who do not mind me ditching them for a few hours) are taking me to DCI, where I will be able to surprise, and subsequently snog, the boyfriend I haven't seen in a month.

What Be Your Nerd Type? Your Result: Literature Nerd   Does sitting by a nice cozy fire, with a cup of hot tea/chocolate, and a book you can read for hours even when your eyes grow red and dry and you look sort of scary sitting there with your insomniac appearance? Then you fit this category perfectly! You love the power of the written word and it's eloquence; and you may like to read/write poetry or novels. You contribute to the smart people of today's society, however you can probably be overly-critical of works. It's okay. I understand.
Science/Math Nerd
Social Nerd
Drama Nerd
Anime Nerd
Musician
Gamer/Computer Nerd
Artistic Nerd
What Be Your Nerd Type? Quizzes for MySpace

Did anyone else notice that the person who wrote this didn't complete their thought?

Hi. Sorry I haven't written in a while, wrapping up senior year with massive projects, term papers, etc. Also, what little free time I do have is either dedicated to track, catching up on ff, or Kat's calls.

Important news: My tenth anniversary of reading/writing/editing in the fanfiction world is rapidly approaching, and I have decided to celebrate by writing something. Now, I could go to my Notebook of Plots That I Haven't Gotten Around to Writing Yet, but most of those are Harry Potter. I've already decided to NOT write Harry Potter, or, in my case, Marauders era, although it is tempting. among the genres I'm considering are: PoTC, Pride and Prejudice, Power Rangers, Sailor Moon, Escaflowne, Spirited Away...............etc. Suggestions, anyone?

GAH!!!


Maybe I will write Harry Potter.


I have another bloody track meet. It should be illegal to be this cold during April.

I have another Snow Day.
For anyone who knows Morton, this is unheard of.
I think we set a record.
It's amazing.


And Kat is a sap. Smack her, everyone who sees her.

She and Neil are pigeons.

I think I may draw that.

"I'm sorry, Bianca, but your hemoglobin is low, we can't take your donation today."

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"WHAT?!?!?!?!?! What the fuck do you mean my hemoglobin is low?! Are you suggesting I'm iron deficient?! HUH?!! Listen, bucko, I've been 12.6 ever since I started giving blood! And now, you're expecting me to believe that I'm 11.9?! HELLO! I'm going for my gallon, you pathetic excuse for a test guy! YOU'RE not even a real doctor! I'm a universal donor! Do you get that term: "universal"? It means I can give to anyone! HELL, my blood could even save YOU! I'd want my blood if I were you, asshole. "


Or at least that's how it went in my head.

TheEditor42: But woe is you, it was not be,
and you are wrought with twisted agony,
E'vry morn, til the Ides of May,
At which point, all you will say,
Is, 'Thank God I don't do this every day.'

A poem I wrote making fun of about Amanda's Early bird class

So, I found out why I was craving chocolate.
Mrs. Prather= Coonie vibes. We're reading Genesis tonite for homework. Western religion in World Lit.? Hmmm?

( Rant. )

A blow-by-blow of my first day of my last semester:

Comparitive Political Systems (CPS)- My first Mrs. Katz class ever, and I love her.

Discrete Math- Mr. Stauffer is still awesome, although deluded about his "seating chart". Am w/ the Lebanese Lover --> random make-out sessions.

Sociology- Mr. Hornsby. Enough said.

World Literature- I am mildly wary of this class, as the teacher is giving off Coonie vibes. Suspect she may not like me or my flowery writing skills. Evidence: Atrocious letter from former student handed out in class. Student was a senior, yet the paper still contained the phrases "Now I am going to tell you..." and "In conclusion...". It was also badly punctuated and unorganized. I twitched.

Lunch- *sigh of relief* Only Amanda in lunch. No symphonic band, therefore no watching Chamda snuggle. Yes.

Adv. Biology- Still awesome. It ahs been elevated to "favourite class" status, as I managed an A+ on my final. Plus, we're making fruit smoothies tomorrow in class.

Adv. Chemistry- Nothing new. We actually started a new unit today.

Athletic P.E.- Godsend.


I plan on doing an update of this at the end of the year, for comparison purposes. All in all, am very happy with new schedule, and lack of chamda-ness. Also, the Loca Latina has consented to portray Chamda with me should they get worse, as her sentiments are similar to mine.

Sorry I haven't been on lately, I've been kind of spazzing about finals. However, now they are over and I am never going to have to do any more of the following during the rest of my high school career: Take Finals, do anything related to spanish, zone out in Resource Management, and *tear* be in Novels. However, I am excited about the new semester because it means I won't be pushing myself as hard and, as a result, senioritis will slowly sink into me like chocolate into the fat stores of my body.

I am failing miserably at most of my resolutions, considering most of them actually involved me getting in shape before track season. How about you? Are yours going well?

Also, I am probably never going to forgive Kat for kidnapping me the day before finals on a claim that I was "studying too hard". On the bright side, I got to meet Aeolia and that was lovely.

Oh, I'm cutting my hair. I've gotten sick of it. It may win the daily battles by becoming a fluffy, Hermione-like thing by the end of each day, but I SHALL win the war MWAHAHAHAHAHA!

Um. Heh. I'm not crazy, really.

Just so I can have witnesses and solid proof of it, I am going to list the criteria on which Kat may call me:

1. You MAY call me anytime if you are: dying, bleeding severely(not in the menstral fashion), you have broken up with Neil,JKR has released pertinent information about Book 7 that I'm not privy to, or the Earth has blown up.

2. You MAY NOT call me Sunday through Thursday, as I will likely be bogged down with work

3. You MAY NOT call me on a regular day if you cannot think of eight seperate reasons to call me.

4. Add on to 3: You also MAY NOT call me with an "important reason" that you will not remember four hours later. (i.e. Neil's potty dance).

Thank you.

Anywho, I have appointments and scobowl all day tomorrow. Nay and Yay?

Oh well, off to read ff.

Today was the first day back to school, and my teachers wasted no time in making up for the two weeks of torment that they did not get to inflict on us. Here is what I have to complete by Monday:

A thematic for Novels
A final lab practical for Adv. Bio. that requires me to come into school on the weekends.
A take home test for Adv. Chem.
A project for Resource Management.
AND
A story for Spanish that I have to read and practically memorize for my final.


GRRRRRRRR!!!!!!!!!


Sorry, 'bout that. I was just a little ticked off. *eye twicthes* I'm off to read shoebox_project! again.

I have just compleated 45 essay questions in Bio-speak, half of them to which I made up an answer. I deserve some fanfiction, preferrably smutty. Curse you, Kat, for making me give back Mr. Darcy
I am actually very anxious to get back to school, as I am worried about my culture, which has been left alone these past two weeks. The sooner I get it done, the sooner I can kill it, The sooner I get it done, the sooner I can kill it, The sooner I get it done, the sooner I can kill it, The sooner I get it done, the sooner I can kill it. *sigh*

Soon, very soon, I'll be done.

I want to go spend money. I've got enough, now that the holidays are over. Maybe I'll buy Mr. Darcy, or a new pair of jeans, or a large part of Canada.

I can't find my Hitchhiker's Guide. Kat, do you know who I gave it to? Was it the Lebanese Lover? Or the better part of Chamda? Or someone else entirely?

As I am currently not wanting to do anything resembling work at the moment, I am going to tell you a little about myself.
You may refer to me as any of the following:
-Sirius Black
-Bianca Solderini
-The Editor(mostly for Kat, whose soul I own)
-Bloody Sirius
-Sirius's Whim
-But Siriusly

I am what Kat refers to as the spoon variety in body type. I am also an ancient of the fanfiction world. I have been writing, reading, and subsequently critiqing fanfiction for almost 10 years now.
Yes. I am a teenager and younger than almost everyone in my year, let alone my friends.
Yes. I have girly parts.
As you've probably already guessed, I am a nut/crackpot old fool/deranged maniac for Harry Potter. I am a shipper of many, but my favorites are Sirius/Remus, Ron/Hermione, Harry/Ginny (Although the sadistic bit of me still thinks it would be funny if Ginny died), Remus/Tonks, and James/Lily, of course. And remember, that's just for HP.

I am an overachiever, and I am, indeed, very aware of it.

I have an abandoned LJ, TOD, and Xanga.

That's. About. It.

On another note:
I was just Girls' Night Out-ing it with Kat and her sister. We watched Bridget Jones (both of them) and made all the appropriate sqeees, noises of discontent, and curses as are necessary when watching. We also consumed what could be considered more sparkling grape than could fill a water tower and ate several goldfish that didn't make it out to the ocean.

hi