22-year-old Isabel Night, known to her friends as Izzy, is just a regular girl with Asperger Syndrome. Determined to tackle life and to succeed in realizing her dreams of finding a good job and living on her own, she works with various government agencies, such as DORS and DDA.
Currently living with her mother, father, younger brother, and two female Boxers, Isabel's hobbies include wire jewelry, computer animation programs, reading, writing Masho/Warlord centered fan fictions from the TV Series Ronin Warriors, released in Japan as Yoroiden Samurai Troopers, surfing the web, hanging out with her friends, listening to music, research, watching Anime, playing with her two dogs, Final Fantasy Tactics, and looking at the night sky.
Isabel is a member of several message boards and fan fiction writing communities, including, but not limited to, Gaia Online,
Fanfiction.net,
Amanda Swiftgold's Ronin Warriors Fan Fiction Archive, Mediaminer.org, and the personal webpage of fan fiction writers
Mirror and Image.
Asperger Syndrome / DORS / DDA / Gaia / My fanfiction.net account / Lunaescence.com / Personal Ronin Page / Silent Winds / Studio Bent / Archived Entries / Badapplesauce.com / Ghost's Anime Page / JapaneseGifts.com / Amanda Swiftgold's Ronin Warriors Site / Cocoro / Behind The Name / My Icon Blog / Slate Political Cartoons / Media Miner's Ronin Warriors Fan Fiction / Crimson: A Shuten Fanlisting / Samurai Heart / Nether Realm / Nina's YST FAQs / Soul of the Seasons / Yoroiden Temple
 
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Armor of Cruelty, to arms!
 
 
Phoenix / Celtic Tearz / kaosu / Jasson Knight / Sally Knight / CoraJade / Hillary / Torrent / Crimson
Kitties were adopted from Ghost's Anime Page
Layout was created by Crimson specifically for Isabel Night. Brushes courtesy of Miss M. Design created with Adobe Photoshop 7.0 on August 12, 2005.
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| Thursday, January 19, 2006 |
I'm feeling a bit better today than I was yesterday. For once I woke up in a clean room, after I had taken a nice hot shower and read some romance novels. Yeah, I'm a sucker for those things; to bad they don't have a movie out called 22 Year Old Virgin, which would be funny as hell considering the fact that I've never had sex in my entire life...Went to HTML Class and fooled around the computers there a bit more. If only I could learn to get around those computers like to I do with the computers in the computer lab, then things would go over smoothly. Granted, my professor seems to think that I'm getting the lessons down quickly, and thus, I will have no problem using what little HTML I know to impress her. I want to be able to get into CSS ASAP, but our professor is making us wait a little while longer. Maybe I can con Jasson or Sally into giving me free lessons...
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| Wednesday, January 18, 2006 |
Today must have been the worst Wednesday I've ever had in my entire lifetime. I couldn't sleep at all last night, my room looked like Katrina had made herself at home, nothing was clean, there was no organization, and I felt like I was living in squalor. No sleep + unclean room + the feeling of being dirty = Shitty Day. So I decided to do something about it; mainly pick up my room, wash everything, put stuff away, and make it look presentable while going to class and having lunch and dinner at the same time. Granted, I didn't feel like eating a whole lot, but since most of the work is now done; all I have to do is make my bed, at least I can take a nice hot shower at go to bed with clean sheets and PJs.Mom, dad, and Joseph are all doing fine; they're starting to feel better after dad had another attack of Kidney Stones and Joseph got a nasty bug that was making him pray to the porcelain gods for approximately two days straight. At least the both of them are fine and I haven't caught what they had. I couldn't stand being sick when I finally feel like I got everything in order... | |
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| Monday, January 16, 2006 |
I should have written in this journal a couple of days ago, but I had to write an "introduction" about myself in Religion 204, as well as catching up on some reading in my HTML Class, so I guess you can say that I've been a bit busy.I tried getting some sleep last night, failing wonderfully I might add, and then ended up pace my room until 7:00 AM, when I had to go to the cafeteria for breakfast. By some sheer force, willpower, or the Hand of God, I was able to stay awake through all of my classes, but it seemed that everyone and everything irritated the Hell out of me. For example, several members of my Religion 204 class were from the south, I swear, if I heard one more person using a southern accent, I was going to scream: "LEARN TO SPEAK PROPER ENGLISH YOU POOR EXCUSE FOR AN INBRED COLLEGE STUDENT!" I hate it when people don't use proper English and Grammar, and this one boy from D.C. was really grating on my nerves. But hey, what can I say; this is a resident of the same city who thought it was a good idea to elect a CRACK ADDICT for mayor... As you can tell, I'm on a short fuse; I don't know why I am; probably due to the lack of sleep, but I feel better now... | |
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| Tuesday, January 10, 2006 |
Today was a mixed day, but it had its good moments...as well as its bad. So I'm just going to cut out the formalities and get down to business.
My first class was with my Academic Advisor, Dr. Crawford. He's a good man, and he knows what he's talking about it, but for the love of all that is good in the universe, listening to him will put you to sleep in about the first ten minutes of the class. He needs to be livelier, just like Dr. Akinade, who is from Nigeria, needs to brush up on his English. The only other downside to the class; that bitch Beth is there as well. We didn't sit together or anything, but I long as sit far away from her and don't speak to her, then I don't need to worry about another episode.HTML class was great; I sat in the front row, got some new knowledge about how to do the body of an HTML Page, and went over some basic formatting codes such as bold, italics, and underline. Again, I know of this stuff already, but it was good to review... I then had dinner and went down to Academic Services to do homework, but since Dr. Crawford didn't post the reading material, I now have the whole evening to myself. So I made some more animated Warlord/Masho Avatars. You can view them below:  
 
P.S.-Mom, I still need you to load that $194.00 on my card!
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| Monday, January 9, 2006 |
Boredom is killing me, and it isn't even the first day of classes yet. I signed up today for classes, which start tomorrow, and got the books after that. I will be taking three Religion classes, a Music class, a short Seminar that will be teaching life skills with the president of our university, Nido Qubein, and a HTML class where I'll finally learn all the computer languages and actually build my own website. I can't wait for my classes to start, and I especially look forward to my HTML Class.
Sarah doesn't like the fact that I got up at seven o'clock this morning, but I wanted to register early. Much to my surprise insert witty sarcasm MyStuff was down, so I had to wait the whole day before I could register online. I also want to note that Jason whines too much, and needs to learn to suck it up and be civil when he's having a bad day.
I've seen and talked to everyone but Mark; hopefully he'll be around tomorrow...
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| Friday, January 6, 2006 |
Well, it is done and over with; I'm going back to High Point, and will be rooming with Sarah until I can get a more permanent residence. I will be leaving, via the train, on Sunday morning, and hopefully, arriving the same evening.
Today was also my last day of work; I said my goodbyes, returned my smock and badge, and left. It was nothing overly dramatic, so I guess that's been my day in a nutshell.
Tomorrow I need to pack for my trip; it might take me all day, it might not. However, if I am not online, then you will hear from me on either Sunday Evening or Monday Afternoon... | |
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| Thursday, January 5, 2006 |
Bitching in 5...4...3...2...1...0
People have always accused Wal-Mart of being, to put it nicely, cheap bastards. Of course, many of those people belong to a Union Organization, but I'm beginning to wonder if they're correct. Just last night, I was supposed to have the job of emptying the trash cans and hangers from all eighteen registers, but, no surprise, we were out of garbage bags. I checked the Cleaning Department's Storage Area to see if they had any bags, and, not to my surprise, they didn't have any as well. I told Peggy, one of my CSMs that I would get some from the shelf, and as it turns out, we have to get store manager approval before we use anything. My father says many companies have this sort of procedure, but John, our store manager, was gone for the day and we had trash coming out of the trashcans' assess. As result, no garbage got taken out, and no hangers got sent to the clothing departments. I was royally pissed by the whole episode, because some things cannot wait; they have to be done right now, or the registers will overflow with trash. Procedure or not, whoever made up that stupid rule should be shot for lack of real world experience...
As I type this, I am listening to Feel Good Inc. by the Gorillaz. I got the CD, as well as The Way It Is by Bruce Hornsby and The Range. I've been looking to buy both CDs for a long time, and when I went to the mall several days ago, I had my chance. I also got a romance novel, some chocolate, and some magnetic earrings to give me the double pierce look. Even though I'm not feeling well, it helps me keep my mind off of the pain in my stomach.
Speaking of the double pierce look and not feeling well, I've been debating on if I should get my ears done that way. My mom has it done, and as long as I wear earrings tastefully, I can have the double holes in my ears and won't get in trouble with the CSMs. Since I got my ears pierced when I was in fifth grade, I might be a little hesitant, but my mom looks good with them in her ears, and some of my co-workers think a double pierce would look good on me as well.
The day my rant took place, I also threw-up and had to go home early. I was not thrilled, but no one wanted me to get sick around them. So it will be back to work on Friday, since Thursday is my day off...
I've also entered Media Miner's First Annual Maximum Challenge Contest, to see how well my fan fiction writing skills stand up to other people's writing. I entered Mockingbird, Tell, and Alive. Wish me luck! | |
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| Thursday, December 29, 2005 |
I’ve got quite a bit of stuff to write down for today, so I might as well get started. First of all, I tinkered around with my online journal, and it ended up with a new face-lift, so please feel free to leave some comments about how I have done. Second of all, I encourage everyone to read my new fan fiction poem Memoria, as well as an updated version of my stories Tell, and Mockingbird. You can also find the Media Miner version of Mockingbird and Tell by click on the two links located right here and here.
I got my paycheck today; three hundred seventy-four dollars, which included overtime, and now means that I have nine hundred dollars total. Hopefully, Sarah and I can finally go on that trip I want to take for the both of us, but she’s away from her computer, and I can only get a hold of her on AIM.
Tomorrow I go see the shrink; we are going to role-play some situations, and this will be that last test I will have to take to see if I can go back... | |
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| Wednesday, December 28, 2005 |
I hope everyone had a good Christmas this year, and I hope that the upcoming year will be better than the last one.
New Year's blessing aside, I’ve got quite a bit to tell you in this entry, and I hope I can get it all down before the computer I'm using at my local library times me out. First of all, there is a good chance that I will be going back to High Point for the Spring 2006 Semester, but I will still have to take care of the final details with my shrink before I can even begin packing up. Granted, the first thing I'm going to do is look for Sarah, Mark, and Raf, give all of them some tight hugs, and then have a good therapeutic cry. I've tried to get a hold of them via the internet, but I have only been successful in talking to Raf, so I hope to get their phone numbers before I go back so I can talk to them...
Work has been going okay; I've had some problems with a fellow cashier, but that seems to have smoothed over, and yesterday my feet were getting tired, and my legs were shaking so bad that I tripped on my own feet and fell. All I ended up hurting was my ass, but the CSMs made me clock out and go home. To be honest, all the attention I got from people helping me up and the Code White, Associate or Customer Injury, were far worse than the pain...
Speaking of Wal-Mart, tomorrow I have to go and pick up my paycheck. I have six hundred dollars saved for a trip I want to take with Sarah, but I need three-hundred more to get the final nine-hundred dollars. I can't seem to get on AIM right now, so I’ll just have to wait before I talk to Sarah.
Other than that, nothing unusual or strange has been going on. Mom is back at work, dad is still at home recovering from the removals of Kidney Stones, my brother is still hooked on his PSP 2, and I'm at the library. All in all just a normal day in St. Mary's County, Maryland... | |
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| Thursday, December 15, 2005 |
I have been a huge emotional wreck this week, and I don't know why. I go to work, and all my co-workers talk excitedly about their Christmas plans, but I just can't bring myself to feel happy for them. We have yet to decorate the tree at home, but some part of me doesn't want to be bothered with it. I say "happy holidays" to all the shoppers who leave Wal-Mart, but I feel like I'm going on automatic, and not putting any effort into the job. The slightest thing sets me off, and for the second time that I have been working at Wal-Mart, I've burst into tears over petty issues. I feel like there is a huge lead on my heart, and this heavy weight on my chest will not go away. I plan to talk to my shrink about these feelings that I've been going through, and hope to God that I'm not going through depression.
Then again, what is there to feel good about? I miss Raf, Sarah, Mark, and everyone else at school, I'm getting sick and tired of living with my parents, I want to go back to High Point, and I want the holidays to be over. Maybe my depression is screaming for release, but I just feel like I had to get this stuff off my chest...
In other news, I got my paycheck today; three hundred eighty-four dollars and eighty cents isn't that bad...considering I only worked seventy-two hours the past two weeks. These next two weeks, I hope to pull off seventy-three hours, and hopefully, reach my goal of having nine hundred dollars on my Buxx Card.
This past Monday and Tuesday, I also went for a career assessment at DORS. I was given various types of test, including, but not limited to, have to file a series of cards, a mock application form, math tests, language tests, depth perception tests, and some hands-on tests. At first I was puzzled by all these unorthodox tests, but, as mom told me, they're testing all my abilities, therefore, they have to give me various tests. Even so, I will have to wait for the results, but I hope to get them soon, hopefully after Christmas, so we can sit down with my case manager, and figure where to go next... | |
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| Tuesday, December 6, 2005 |
I seriously have to update my blog on my days off from work; one of the reasons they say that, is because my shrink and parents both believe that I have too many anger issues, and if I don't find a good outlet for them, I will find myself locked up in the adult detention center behind the county courthouse. Of course, when you are also getting a line of bull shit from your bosses about the reason you're being stuck behind the store watching trailers full of people's holiday items with little or no human contact, then it almost certain that your day will be even worse. Disability or not, I need to have some form of contact with my co-workers, but not so much that I go insane. You'd think that person with an autistic disease wouldn't be able to deal with people, but I can. I may miss the many subtle signals that interacting with people comes with, but I can't completely shut myself off from all forms of human contact.
Speaking of my disability, next Monday or Thursday I have to go to DORS to get my living assessment and job assessment tests done. I don't mind doing these things, just as long as I reach my goal of one day living in a nice apartment, in a good neighborhood, with a good job, and a place where I can have some form of social interaction. I hope that I am not asking for too much...
Onto the subject of my job, I got my paycheck last Thursday, and decided to save most of my money until I reach my goal of a thousand dollars. The reason I want that much money is because I want Sarah and I to go on a trip together, and because she has very little money, I would need to front most of the bill. I'm thinking of several places that we could visit, but so far, none seem to be demanding a full investigation...just yet.
I also learned yesterday that Mediaminer.org will be hold their annual fan fiction contest, and I thought that maybe I should enter some of my fan fictions and see how things go. I've never entered a fan fiction writing contest before, so that might be fun to do... | |
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