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Birthday
• 1988-08-31
Gender
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Female
Location
• the land of Mordor, where the shadows lie (we summer in Lothlorien)
Member Since
• 2004-04-11
Occupation
• Elven Warrior Princess (just like Sesshoumaru!)
Real Name
• -censored-
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Achievements
• uh ... symphony band (which we didn't get into on talent, but the fact that we have a school-owned instrument large enough to kill the director with)
Anime Fan Since
• January 8th, 2003. I discovered Inuyasha that day.
Favorite Anime
• Witch Hunter Robin, Azumanga Daioh, Ayashi no Ceres, Alice 19th, Inuyasha, Dragon Knights, Clover, Fushigi Yugi, Cowboy Bebop, Fruits Basket, Rurouni Kenshin, .hack//SIGN, Yuyu Hakusho, Trigun, Full Metal Alchemist, Ghost in the Shell
Goals
• retaining my mental health, even while surrounded by people who tell me that, on personal experience, mental health is overrated
Hobbies
• band ( bassoon), reading, watching TV, doing homework with startling regularity
Talents
• uh ... reading ... fast; watching TV, sightreading music, singing (sort of), near-complete social inadequecy
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Monday, July 18, 2005
OMIGOD!!!! The new Harry Potter book! I could like, just die of excitement!
I don't get the Harry Hysteria. It's ridiculous. They're okay, but not that great that they deserve the hysteria over them.
I'm back from music camp, it was lovely. My roommate was a ditz, but we got along, and I made some friends with a whole bunch of girls, and we did not-too-hard music, and the girls next door were nice.
The best thing was that at night, after our faculty recital and when all the commuters go home, and it's like 9 or so, the dorm people go out and play volleyball for a few hours. The last night, they let us go longer, and it was so much fun. No one could play, so it was fabulous.
The worst thing was, we had the director's son in the group, so he tried so hard not to be associated only with his father, and failed. (Part of the effort involved dumpster diving for stray volleyballs, so it was a very sad effort.) But the counselors got him to dress as his dad and conduct one morning (which killed his dad), and it was wicked funny, and inspired us to spend a couple mornings debating the meaning of "milking a clam."
What the heck does that mean???
But now, I'm back and working and crap. Fun, fun, fun, it never ends. At one job, your boss at the other comes in and harasses you about being on vacation and at camp, and you want to die, life goes on, ob-la-di.
All I can say, is nowhere else will someone ever tell you that it's "really very sexy" to get leather pads on your instrument.
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