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Birthday
1988-07-05
Gender
Female
Location
Central NH
Member Since
2004-03-28
Occupation
College student, aspiring writer, lover of the color purple, and of course otaku.
Real Name
Not telling!
Personal
Achievements
Getting into PSU and surviving the first year.
Anime Fan Since
1999... or whenever the 8th child saga of Digimon 01 was on on Fox Kids. Otaku since DIgimon Tamers.
Favorite Anime
Lessee... the end of Dragonball, Dragonball Z and GT, Yu-Gi-Oh!, Yu Yu Hakasho, Ravemaster, Naruto, and Furba (the manga), Loveless, Earthian (the manga), Saiyuki, Death Note, xxxHolic, D,N.Angel, Mononoke (not the Gibli movie), Kakurenbo, Karas.
Goals
To be a published writer and a librarian.
Hobbies
Watching anime, reading (manga and normal books), surfing the net, wirting, and collecting Naruto trading cards.
Talents
Writing (stories and poetry)
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Saturday, March 12, 2005
A small scene for you...
Down the road of life, the comes the time where you come to a fork in the road. Down the right path is the "normal" life, a girl slightly popular, not in the center all the time though. Down the left, a life on the edge of reality, consorting with otherworldly creatures regurally, but never entirely leaving the "normal" world. Two girls walk down the path toward the split. They are eachothers' oldest friend, knowing eachother since the second, slightly younger, was born. They both have brown hair and brown eyes, though the first's have a hazel hint. They both wear jeans and a t-shirt, purple for the first and orange for the second. They look about 14. They stop at the crossroads. They peer down each path, trying to see as far down as they can. The first starts toward the left path at the same time as the second goes toward the right. They turn and look at eachother. And each tries to convince the other that their path is the better, but eventually the first falls silent. "Maybe," says she of the purple shirt, "this is where we part."
"You can't be searious!" cries the other, seariously shocked. "We promised eachother when we were five we would stay together forever!"
"Perhaps that is just not to be," the first remarks. "And I do feel drawn to this path."
"Fine, go! But don't forget me, okay?" The second girl is worried.
"Agreed," the first says softly, smiling at her friend. They embrace, and walk down their seperate paths, toward their seperate destines.
Did you like that? I liked writing it. *quiet smile* Well, all of you who may read this, good luck with you own path in life. See ja. *slips off*
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