Edited. (Finally!)

Nope… this is not your ordinary 4 girls from OUR world go to Saiyuki world and have their favorite character fall for them. Nope. This is slightly different.

I have always believed that the Japanese art anime/manga world is so different from our reality. Of course, you don't see 4 raggedly-handsome guys slaughtering off demons here and there, do you? How about one girl—who hasn't even reached puberty!—have a pet lion who turns into one cheesy cat and a really hott—yet I think Yue's gay.. but I love him anyway—guardian just to get some cards? (Sorry if I'm offending CCS fans out there. I'm one myself ) Or maybe a godess falling for a human? Can you find a cute robot in bandages just abandoned in the dumpster? Can you seriously find the book that Miaka got into? No.

Nope we don't see or have that in our lives. Face it. Our lives is as interesting as a can of alphabet soup, the only difference is how it taste in our tongues.. sweet, bitter, bittersweet, sour, or just plain gross. Oh, and of course, maybe you could count the alphabet in the soup as well. Though I'm probably not making sense right now.. but this is my situation right now! NOT. MAKING. SENSE.

So you have read it on the site, or maybe dreamt of it, or maybe even write it, in hopes of it coming true. You going to Saiyuki world! Going to Tougenkyou! Going to meet the THE guys! YAY!

Not… you wouldn't be so happy when you are stranded in the middle of the desert, 'waiting for the Saiyuki boys to come pick you up'and you work your charm on them. HAH! Yeah right. Let me tell you how it feels like.

So where shall I start? Oh yeah…

"IT'S SO DAMN HOT!" a monkey wailed. No really, she's a monkey. "Ugh! Put miss Sniffles down, Ann!" I scowled and yelled at Ann for taking my favorite monkey plushie and using her—hey! What can ya say? I love my Ms. Sniffles! She's my companion ever since I was… well… it was so many years ago that I couldn't even remember. For her, I will only let her be washed in the most lovely-smelling fragrance! No matter if my clothes will smell ordinary (ordinary good.. not ordinary bad) if compared to the smell of my miss Sniffles.

What can I say? I'm still a kid! Not just some chubby cranky loud outrageous 15 year old as I appear to be.

I maybe the oldest of this—for the lack of a better term—gang, but of course I'm not the most childish one.

Let me introduce myself to you, I'm Landen. And no, as chubby as I seem, I am not as big as London (that's just mean! T-T). If I describe myself I would easily come off as cynical, loud, often hyper and moody.

And the only ones who could make me smile whenever I feel down, are Ann, Shane and Sora.

Ann, as you see earlier, is a mischievous little punk!—Sorry, I got carried away. Ahem.. anyway, Ann is the most playful one, daring, too confident in what she does, yet she's never really self-confident (if she doesn't stop whinning about how wide and fat she looks my ears are going to bleed!) She's also very forgiving (recounting how many times I have wronged her and have her forgiven me… and counting those several times when me and Shane bully her and have her bawl because of me and Shane over a few teases) and can get kinda emotional, and cranky.

Shane, however, is the quiet book-worm. I like books, but she loves books. She's scary when she's pissed. Very much a teaser, and with Ann, they create such a good team for teasing me (yes.. I have such pleasant friends have I not?). And what's more? Oh yeah, without realizing it, she's actually a bratty spoiled girl. And she gloats sometimes non-stop. She's also freaky when she's high on chocolate. And kind of very sick child, (not that she has one of those uncurable diseases! No!) she's just prone to accidents… I guess. I can't count the numerous times we have been sent to the school clinic because of her 'pains'. Also she's very whinny, because she's a brat!

Now, lastly, Sora. She's half-foreign, though, I don't know why I find it more easier to talk to her than to talk with the other two—who's the same as me (nationality). She's such a beauty—and such a girly girl. Only she's the person whom I know could pull off that frizzy wild unmanageable hair and make it look oh-so good. Yes, she's that pretty. Envious me? Noo. She's outrageous! Quite crazy if I must say so.. but nonetheless, is a good listener, has a good heart, and understanding. Though she comes across sometimes as such a blab, because she talks too much.

So that makes us…. LASS. Cheesy? Yes, I know. I'm not the one who made it up! I'm just a part of it!

As for me, Landon, well… I'll just leave it to you, viewers, what you make of me. I hardly care anyway.

So I guess I should continue now.

"O. M. G!" yes, ladies and gentlemen, Sora does pronounce her 'Oh My God's/ 'Oh My Gosh's that way. Annoying? I think so too.

At Sora's statement (or outburst) the 3 of us.. Shane, Ann and I bursted into a fit of giggles. See, it's rare we see Sora act that shocked, and hear her voice shrieking and higher than it's usual high pitched tone. She just sounded funny, that's all. Yes, we do have that low of happiness.

"What?" I asked her as I turned around to face her. Surprise must have over-taken my face, because she asked. "What are you gawking and all acting so surprised there about?"

"What are you doing rummaging my closet?" I asked, quite mad. Maybe she'll rip something.

I've always known that whenever these 3 visit my house, and went into my room, one thing that has never been crossed off in their to-do list was to rummage through my stuffs, and just leave them there! All messy!

"Helping you pack" she answered as if it was the simplest question to do in the world.

"Last minute packing won't do you good you know!" she added brightly.

"Well… I'm not the only one who hasn't packed! How about.. them!" I pointed at Shane and Ann.

"Packed!" Shane replied, putting her hand up in the air momentarily.

"Ditto" so did Ann.

"Am I the only one still haven't packed for the trip to India?" I asked no one in particular, obviously frustrated.

Silence reigned the room.

And Sora broke it, "Seems like it…--so anyway what is with this sooo trashy un-trendy im-fashionable un-accesorizable sweater of yours? Surely you're not thinking of bringing this to our exotic trip to India do you?" she held out a grey wool sweater with a knitted unicorn in front of it.

"Whaaat? It's comfy!" I grabbed it from her, in fears that she may rip it apart and give it to me in 52 pieces.

"Whatever. As the good loyal helpful friend I am… I'm going to pack the clothes you're going to wear. As for the remaining stuff in your closet… you could burn them. We're going to buy you some new clothes girlfriend in India!" Sora let out.

While I just glared so deadly at her.

"Will you guys please stop singing that song?" I asked Ann and Sora.

"Pussycat Dolls's songs are pure annoying bullshit!" I whined. However, like always, the two didn't stopped singing 'Beep'

"You don't know that no don't mean…"

"Yes"

"… means no.."

They continued singing. I thought riding with them on the way to the airport is less dull than riding by myself on a van all the way to the airport. Now, it's just less… peaceful.

But in Shane's case, she's just listening to her 'Green-chan' (her beloved iPod) and was reading the latest Harry Potter book of J.K Rowling. (How should I know? I'm not a fan!)

I just went back to listening to my own iPod.. which I named 'Corrupted Files' … and so, it was corrupted! The iPod I mean, I can't count the times when I send this to the apple company wanting to be fixed. Now, it's fixed. Thank God. Stupid Apple company.

Anyway, I must have dozed off in the van, cause after I have been awakened—rude awakening by the loveable Sora Kazuya. Ann was telling me how much I dozed off and we almost missed our flight, because of my body being so 'darn heavy' to carry off in the airplane since she doesn't want to wake me instead. Of course, being the gullible one I am between my friends, I believed her. That is until I spotted Shane trying to hide her laugh by covering her smiling mouth with her hand. "Shuddap four bug eyes!" (no offence for peeps with specs there!)

I don't care. I was tired. I managed to stay awake when we were entering the waiting lounge. Slept in the waiting lounge. Nothing much interesting happened there.

Having slept so much, I was all energy when we got into the plane. "I GET THE WINDOW SEAT!" I said before Shane says it more. As usual, she complains. "You sit in the other seat instead!"

But it seems she had surrendered after so much whinning, and the air hostesses have to calm her down. I get the window seat, Sora's sitting beside me. Now, as Ann promised the before-whinny Shane, Shane sat next to the window seat, Ann although seeming disappointed that she didn't get the window seat, sighed instead. See, we got first class! So we only have 4 seats in one row! And next to the cock pit, yay!

… not. It was more scary for me to feel turbulences when you're in the cockpit—or next to it. I closed my eyes, hoping this was all a 'whacked all too realistic' dream. Now, how I wished I would've kept my eyes opened.

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Disclaimer: Me own none of this (even the computer) I only own Landen, Sora, Shane and Ann.