Birthday • 1992-08-03 Gender •
Female Location • Canada (Montreal, Quebec) Member Since • 2006-04-08 Occupation • Grade 9 Real Name • Haidee
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Achievements • Award of Exellence in Drama and Visual Arts. Anime Fan Since • 1999 Favorite Anime • Can't choose ONE Hobbies • Drawing, painting, singing Talents • Anything Artstic
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November 13, 2006
Been a while since I've made anything other than abstract themes. Surprisingly enough, this layout doesn't have an FF12 inspired title, which is too bad. For those who have Hikari in their hands, remember to follow the terms and enjoy the design. It's not always I steer away from monotone - or try to steer away for that matter.
Hello everyone,
It's been a while since Iv'e actuallyposted a propper post huh?
Well, I just wanted to say I'm really sorry *hugs* anywho, I reverted back to the original look of myotaku. I didn't really like Halo scan very much, and I just needed to get back to old way of things, very simple.
Heh heh, I have a new avatar *big smile* it's Sora in Halloween Town, I loved that outfit on him and since Halloween is in about 2 or 3 weeksfrom now I thought i should have a halloween theme neh? Well, I guess I should get started with my random babaling of my craptastic day (*laughs*me and my vocab) Today in french I had a 7 minute oral presentation. It might just be me, but I hate orals..I get so nervious >_<
Anyway, I went up and began to speak...every now and then I would glace down to my cue cards, but the problem was that the "every now and then" was every five seconds *sweatdrop* so you can just image how bad I felt.
It looked something like this:
Me: "Une histoire indique que, ce jour, les spiritueux désincarnés qui étaient morts tout au long de l'année précédente reviendraient et les recherche des corps vivants pour posséder pendant l'année suivante. "
Me: Err....um....*looks at paper* "C’était pensé qu'est leur seulement espoir pour la vie aprés la mort." eum....o_o;; "Ainsi la nuit du 31 octobre, les villa....geois um... s'éteindraient les feux dans leurs maisons, pour les rendre "froides et indésirables"
I wrote the whole paper on it but there were some words like "villageois" and "s'éteindraient" that I would mess up x3 My french accent saved me there, yes it did. When I thought it was over,the teacher called me to her desk and asked me to explain what I learned from the oral/project....normalment, I don't speak very well...but for some reason all my french just started spilling out and I was pretty good xD Under pressure brings outthe french in me *laughs* *Knocks head* and I passed with an 85% Wee!! xD Anyway, you must all be warned I have a case of Hypersoraphilia! Nowwhat is that? You may ask, well..lets break it down....I LOVE SORA xD..*laughs*
okay..
take care
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November 13, 2006
Been a while since I've made anything other than abstract themes. Surprisingly enough, this layout doesn't have an FF12 inspired title, which is too bad. For those who have Hikari in their hands, remember to follow the terms and enjoy the design. It's not always I steer away from monotone - or try to steer away for that matter.
Hello everyone,
thankyou all very much for your comments I loved them all *hugs* ugh, today is Thanksgiving day..and so far it has sucked so bad that (insert smart ass remark here).
Maybe it's just me, but Iv'e been so stressed...and have been an angry, angry child...everywhere I go people are yelling at me or somthing and later on tonight were going to a "family get together" thing....I hate thoes. I hate being around people...I'm not a loner or anything but when I'm not in a good mood I tend to want to not be around anyone, that way I won't get anyone else angry becaue I'm angry (can't really explain my stupid logic)...Anyway...I can't really say much, I have to study for thoes tests and memorize that french oral.
November 13, 2006
Been a while since I've made anything other than abstract themes. Surprisingly enough, this layout doesn't have an FF12 inspired title, which is too bad. For those who have Hikari in their hands, remember to follow the terms and enjoy the design. It's not always I steer away from monotone - or try to steer away for that matter.
Hello everyone,
*huggles* Heh, I have a new layout again ^^; SORRY!
But this time I got it from Somegirl. Anyway, I'm sorry to say I won't be updating as frequently as I'd like to, my homework is creeping up on me as well as my house chores (my parents are really busy this year so sometimes I have to call in for pizza for diner because they arn't home) so...yeah ^^; but I'll try my best *nods*
Anyway, my little brother and sister are suppose to see some ice show or something like that on Saturday, so I guess that should be fun for them and peace for me *le sigh* it's not that I don't like them ut's just I need to get away from them sometimes ^^;;
Yay! Long weekend, Thanksgiving weekend ^^ I know in America it's in November but In Canada it's in October. Lots and lots of turkey diner @_@ I can taste it now...but when I come back to school I'll have a french oral, science test, and geography test.
Anyway, there really isn't much for me to say...my life is boring.
November 13, 2006
Been a while since I've made anything other than abstract themes. Surprisingly enough, this layout doesn't have an FF12 inspired title, which is too bad. For those who have Hikari in their hands, remember to follow the terms and enjoy the design. It's not always I steer away from monotone - or try to steer away for that matter.
Mood: Tired
Currently Listening to: Linkin Park-My December
Hello everyone,
Guess who's updating? *laughs* yes, I'm still alive, I'm very sorry I haven't been updating in a while *hugs* Anyway, I'm going to make a quick post (I don't think I'll have time to post later in the day) Yesterday, as a "half-day" at school was really boring until last period Visual Arts, I was sitting on the stool (thoes are so annoying after 80 minutes pass by x3 but luckly it was a half day so I only had to sit on it for 45 minutes) I handed back the 'demented' butterfly back to (okay I'm using names)Barndon...his reaction and comment made me laugh. He just looked at it and looked at me like "are you serious"-ish and then he began to laught a little he said "It looks like a half dead monkey" x3 then we had this exercise in which we needed to redraw a cat...his cat unfourtunally turned out looking half melted and with a tumour xD In art, our teacher forbids us to laugh, talk or...anything that makes noise...So we try not to laugh...meh, I feel immature.
Um..I got to go, if I write any longer I'll be late for school ^^;
November 13, 2006
Been a while since I've made anything other than abstract themes. Surprisingly enough, this layout doesn't have an FF12 inspired title, which is too bad. For those who have Hikari in their hands, remember to follow the terms and enjoy the design. It's not always I steer away from monotone - or try to steer away for that matter.
Current Mood: Blank/Clueless
Currently reading: cut
Hello everyone,
thankyou do muhc for your comments *hugs* I'm sorry but I don't really have much to say today, I'm so glad it's friday xD and that you like my layout *hugs* today last period my teacher was passing back tests, and he asked me why I didn't choose to go into the IBO program (it's suppose to be harder) I just otld him I had no clue x3 now that I think of it, I wouldn't want to go to IBO because my marks would go down 10% (it's the marking system that's harder and all wonkey 0.O)
So I figure it's better this way xD Anywho, I'm sorry if I don't visit everyone today ._. I'm a very busy person @_@ and I have to get ready to go to that wedding.
Anyway, iv'e been reading this book called 'Cut' yeah you guesssed it it's about a girl who cuts herself, it's very intersting you find out so many new ways to cut yourself xD (not that I do) I like the writing style it's very..erm....good. It reaminds me of the book 'Speak' another amazing book! Here is a summery of each book:
Speak
By: Laurie Halse Anderson
"In the summer before her freshman year of high school, Melinda Sordino is raped at a party by a popular senior, Andy Evans. Melinda calls the police and they bust the party, but she does not report the rape. When those attending the party find out that it was Melinda who called the police, they refuse to speak to her and Melinda begins her freshman year as an outcast. Melinda's art teacher, Mr. Freeman, asks his students to focus on one randomly chosen topic and make it "say something" by the end of the year. Melinda is assigned the subject "tree."
Over the course of the year, Melinda works to regain some confidence and regain Rachel's friendship. The development of her tree artwork mirrors her gradual regrowth. When one of her former friends, Rachel, begins dating Andy Evans, Melinda works up the courage to begin telling her story, if only in fragments. At the close of the novel, Andy confronts her, but this time Melinda finds the strength to defy him. "I *SAID* NO!" she yells, and this is a major turnaround point for her, as one of the issues factoring into her silence and self-blame was that she was in shock, and couldn't say no. Victim blame is typical of rape survivors, and it is not a victim/survivor's fault.
Though Andy locked the door, they are discovered by the lacrosse team and the truth comes out. Realizing the truth, the students no longer treat Melinda as an outcast but as a sort of hero instead. And finally, Melinda tells her story to an adult - her art teacher, Mr. Freeman.
Melinda reappears very briefly in another of Anderson's books, Catalyst, which is about a high school senior at the same school dealing with a personal crisis. Around a third of the way into the novel, Melinda gives advice to the teen while woking on an art project."
It's a very interesting read, I find I liek books like this.
An here is Cut
Cut
By: Patricia McCorminck
"You say it’s up to me to do the talking. You lean forward, place a box of tissues in front of me and your black leather chair groans, like a living thing. Like the cow it used to be before somebody killed it and turned it into a chair in a shrink’s office in a loony bin. Your stockinged legs make a shushing sound as you cross them. "Can you remember how it started?" you say.
I remember exactly.
It was at the last cross country meet, right around the four-mile mark. Everybody else had passed me a long time ago, just like the week before, and the week before that. Everybody —except a girl from the other team. We were the only ones left in last stretch of the course, the part that winds through the woods and comes out behind the school. Our shadows passed along the ground slantwise; slowly, they merged, then her shadow passed mine.
The soles of her sneakers swam up and down in front of me, first one, then the other, a grid of ridges that spelled out the upside-down name of the shoe company. My steps fell in time with hers. My feet went where her feet had just been. She leaned in around a corner, I leaned in around a corner. She breathed, I breathed.
Then she was gone.
I couldn’t even picture her anymore. But what scared me, really scared me, was that I couldn’t remember the moment when I’d stopped seeing her. And I knew then that if I couldn’t see her, no one could see me.
Sounds from the track meet floated by. A whistle trilling. Muffled applause, the weak sputtering of gloved hands clapping. I was still running, but now I was off the path, heading away from the finish line, past the cars in the parking lot, the flagpole, and the Home of the Lions sign. Past fast food places and car repair shops and video stores. Past the new houses and the park. Until, somehow, I was at the entrance to our development.
It was starting to get dark now, and I slowed down, walking past houses with windows of square yellow light where mothers were inside making dinner, past houses with windows of square blue light where kids were inside watching TV, to our house, where the driveway was empty and the lights were off.
I let myself in and flipped the light switch. There was an explosion of light. The kitchen slid sideways, then righted itself.
I leaned against the door. "I’m home," I said to no one.
The room tilted left, then right, then straightened out. I grabbed hold of the edge of the dinner table and tried to remember if we stopped eating there because it was piled with junk or if it was piled with junk because we stopped eating there.
On the table, there was a bobbin of thread, a roll of batting, a glue gun, a 1997 Krafty Kitchens catalogue. And a knife. Next to the catalogue was a special craft knife with the letters EXACTO on the handle. It was sleek, like a fountain pen, with a thin triangular blade at the tip. I picked it up and laid the blade against the doily. The little knots came undone, just like that. I touched the blade to a piece of ribbon draped across the table and pressed, ever so slightly. The ribbon unfurled into two pieces and slipped to the floor without a sound. Then I placed the blade next to the skin on my palm.
A tingle arced across my scalp. The floor tipped up at me and my body spiraled away. Then I was on the ceiling looking down, waiting to see what would happen next. What happened next was that a perfect, straight line of blood bloomed up from under the edge of the blade. The line grew into a long, fat bubble, a lush crimson bubble that got bigger and bigger. I watched from above, waiting to see how big it would get before it burst. When it did, I felt awesome. Satisfied, finally. Then exhausted.
I don’t tell you any of this, though. I don’t say anything. I just curve my spine into the couch in your office and hug my elbows to my sides. My mind is a video on fast forward. A video with no soundtrack. And finally, you sigh and stand up and say, "That’s all we have time for today.""
This book I just started a LOVE...I'l be goign now to finish reading it xD
November 13, 2006
Been a while since I've made anything other than abstract themes. Surprisingly enough, this layout doesn't have an FF12 inspired title, which is too bad. For those who have Hikari in their hands, remember to follow the terms and enjoy the design. It's not always I steer away from monotone - or try to steer away for that matter.
Current Mood: Happy/Sleepy
Currently Listening to: MCR-Ghost of youHello everyone,
Thankyou for your comments *hugs* So I thought I was going on hiatus for about a week or something bt now I have all my work on track *nods*.
I am so happy today! My Elementry school friend transfered to my school *claps* I'm so happy, I felt so alone before and now I have a friend (I suck huh?) heh-heh, I had to make a butterfly for art (very childlike u_u ) but it kind of broke and I have to hand it in to my teacher before 8:30 am on friday...so I'm screwed *laughs* whatever, I'm pretty good at art so my scetches will do fine for my mark :]
I come home very tired nowadays, I just drop! and sleep till diner time. Anyway, my school is going apple picking (yes I know child play)but it would probably be fun and make for good bonding time with people x3 heh-heh, 'm going to a wedding on Saturday *smiles* I'm so excited, to tell you the truth Iv'e never been to a wedding before o.o so this should be fun.
So how do you like my new theme? I still have to change my avie but meh...that can wait can't it? *laughs*
Well that's all for me today, I wish you all a wonderful day!
*hugs*
Take Care
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November 13, 2006
Been a while since I've made anything other than abstract themes. Surprisingly enough, this layout doesn't have an FF12 inspired title, which is too bad. For those who have Hikari in their hands, remember to follow the terms and enjoy the design. It's not always I steer away from monotone - or try to steer away for that matter.
November 13, 2006
Been a while since I've made anything other than abstract themes. Surprisingly enough, this layout doesn't have an FF12 inspired title, which is too bad. For those who have Hikari in their hands, remember to follow the terms and enjoy the design. It's not always I steer away from monotone - or try to steer away for that matter.
Hello everyone,
I'm sorry have to make this sweet and short.
You know my Myotaku help website? Yeah I updated it *confetti* now I have avatars for you *huggles* as well as a myotaku startes document, html, and one premade layout! If you'd like to request one the link is dead ._. so sorry I have to look for a web form *nods* and I have to look for a guestbook, just pm or email me (that will do ) tell me if you want a layout like mine or a regular one with special hover effects and a crosshair cursor...I'll email you back telling you that it's done and to pick it up at my site, also I'll have a poll ready for next week *nods* I'm so happy my site is getting somewhere xD
I'm sorry to say that I can't visit much today *hugs* I'm sorry.
November 13, 2006
Been a while since I've made anything other than abstract themes. Surprisingly enough, this layout doesn't have an FF12 inspired title, which is too bad. For those who have Hikari in their hands, remember to follow the terms and enjoy the design. It's not always I steer away from monotone - or try to steer away for that matter.
Hello everyone,
thankyou all for your commments they really helped *nods* I really took everyones comments and thought about it. Thankyou all, and endless you are not useless! *hugs* don't you ever say that!
Anyway, I found this little story...it's short but holds alot of truth.
The Mayonnaise Jar and the Coffee
When things in your life seem almost too much to handle, when 24 hours in a day are not enough, remember the mayonnaise jar...and the coffee...
A professor stood before his philosophy class and had some items in front of him. When the class began, wordlessly, he picked up a very large and empty mayonnaise jar and proceeded to fill it with golf balls. He then asked the students if the jar was full. They agreed that it was.
So the professor then picked up a box of pebbles and poured them into the jar. He shook the jar lightly. The pebbles rolled into the open areas between the golf balls. He then asked the students again if the jar was full. They agreed it was.
The professor next picked up a box of sand and poured it into the jar. Of course, the sand filled up everything else. He asked once more if the jar was full. The students responded with a unanimous "yes."
The professor then produced two cups of coffee from under the table and poured the entire contents into the jar, effectively filling the empty space between the sand. The students laughed.
"Now," said the professor, as the laughter subsided, " I want you to recognize that this jar represents your life. The golf balls are the important things-your God, your family, your children, your health, your friends, and your favorite passions-things that if everything else was lost and only they remained, your life would still be full. The pebbles are the other things that matter like your job, your house, and your car.The sand is everything else-the small stuff.
"If you put the sand into the jar first," he continued, "there is no room for the pebbles or the golf balls. The same goes for life. If you spend all your time and energy on the small stuff, you will never have room for the things that are important to you. Pay attention to the things that are critical to your happiness. Play with your children. Take time to get medical checkups. Take your partner out to dinner. Play another 18 holes. There will always be time to clean the house and fix the disposal." Take care of the golf balls first, the things that really matter. Set your priorities. The rest is just sand."
One of the students raised her hand and inquired what the coffee represented.
The professor smiled. "I'm glad you asked. It just goes to show you that no matter how full your life may seem, there's always room for a couple of cups of coffee with a friend."
November 13, 2006
Been a while since I've made anything other than abstract themes. Surprisingly enough, this layout doesn't have an FF12 inspired title, which is too bad. For those who have Hikari in their hands, remember to follow the terms and enjoy the design. It's not always I steer away from monotone - or try to steer away for that matter.
Hello everyone,
Um...I'm in a bit of a pickle ._. not really a pickle but a problem, *sigh* and I really don't know what to do...it's been on my mind ever since yesterday (yesterday's post was pre-written) Uh, um..how to start well...in english class we went down to the library to pick out a novel.
Once I finsihed finding one, my friend comes up to me and asks me if I have a "thing" for this guy who also happenes to be a friend of mine (you know which guy I'm talking about "emo" ) and I reply with a simple no, she keeps on perstering me telling me that I can trust her and that she's my friend...but my answer is no >.< and then she tells me that she thinks he likes me >_> *blushes a little* I try so hard not to think of it becase she says she "thinks" not an abosolute answer.
Anyway, it's the last period of the day. Since the dud's last name starts with m and mine with l we sit next to eachother every class. I kind of don't speak that much to him that class, his best friend starts saying our names and emo dude tells him to shutup..and look to his best friend and emo buddy says he "has mental problems" so at this point I'm kind of feeling a little odd. i turn away and attend to my work, after class ends Kimberly asks me again if I like him...I still say no, then she goes on saying that they have been in his class for 2 years and they know how he acts...I'm kind o f creeped out ._. the bell rings were dismissed, I see emo buddy and his best friend friendly pushing each other in the halls...smiling x]
Well, yeah...he's a perfectly nice guy and he's been really sweet to me but...I just can't ._. he's in every class of mine and we usually sit next to or in fornt of each other, what should I do? I'm helpless it's been bugging me ever since.
