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Birthday
• 1991-11-24
Gender
• Female
Location
• In a small theiving village, far away from civilization, but not so far that we have to travel forever to steal things ;)
Member Since
• 2005-12-23
Occupation
• Master thief
Real Name
• If I told you that, i'd have to kill you. . .

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Achievements
• I won an art contest in grade 5.
Anime Fan Since
• Before I knew what anime was. I was a pokemon fan. I know, it's pretty sad. . .
Favorite Anime
• Tokyo Mew Mew, DNAngel, Rave Master, Inuyasha, Yu-Gi-Oh (Joey is so awesome) Gundam SEED, Ranma, Chobits, the list goes on and on. . . and on and on. . . .(Just like the energizer bunny!)
Goals
• Travel the world (first stop, JAPAN!), live a full and happy life, get a degree in art, music, or vet science (or all three), find someone other than my best friend who is half as crazy as me, steal priceless works of art, anger the head of a mob. . .
Hobbies
• reading/drawing manga, music, art, chatting, friends, theiving, soccer, basic stuff
Talents
• Drawing anime, (will I ever submit any? probably not) theiving (only from friends, I'm not a criminal or anything), playing the piano, soccer, being able to steal from anyone, again basic stuff




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Sunday, February 12, 2006

   Music
I'm a musician, a piano player actually. The other day I was listening to George Winston with my family. For any of you who don't know who George Winston is, he's an extremely famous and talented pianist and composer. He wrote the Charlie Brown Song! How much more talented can you get? Anyway, I was listening and it was breathe taking. I just lost myself in the notes. My soul was floating on in the series of sharps and flats. It was beautiful. I could feel the crescendoes rising from my toes to the top of my head, the decrescendoes when I exhaled. It was like I was breathing in the music. All I could do was close my eyes and listen, trying to guess what he had writtine the piece about, the mood, what he felt when he was playing it. He moves people through music. There's one he plays about winter and spring. I felt like a flower opening it's pedals to the new spring sun. It was just. . . oh. . . beautiful. . .
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