Birthday • 1689-05-18 Gender •
Female Location • Scalia! Feck off! Member Since • 2004-09-01 Occupation • Assistant riding instructor/freelance artist/kicker of ARSE Real Name • It's misread. I am Yoake Tsuyu, Death T-2, DT2, SKfantheXTREME, Frosty the Hitman, that weird Seto Kaiba fangirl, Yu-Gi-Jo, or if you want to suck up to me I'm Scythe of the Underworld
Personal
Achievements • They're negative, I can assure you Anime Fan Since • Transformers came out forever ago, so from about the age of 5 Favorite Anime • Yu-Gi-Oh!, Shaman King, YGO, Dragon Knights, YGO, Excel Saga, YGO, Goals • Japan! Japanese stuff! Hobbies • Drawing, reading, daydreaming, imagining, horses, karate, volleyball, freaking people out Talents • FECK!
myOtaku.com: DeathT-2
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T.A.T.U. rocks, but I can never use the official music videos
Feckin freacks...
WEEEEEELLLL!!! it would seem Master Marik has asked me some question! Let's see the answers, shall we?
1: Did you really have to go to school on saterdays and then help clean it?
2: Did you use terms like Chan, Son and kun while you here there?
3: What do Chan, Son and Kun really mean? :)
1. No, I didn't get to go on Saturdays, but when I was at one of the schools (I went to two of them) a couple of the girls asked if I wanted to help clean the girl's restroom, which I politely declined. ^_^;
2. A little bit. Not much though... My family kept speaking English no matter how much I begged them not to. v_v;
3. Those are suffixes that detirmine the relationship between one person and another. Chan is for small children and girls or really good friends. Like I would call Ayumi Ayumi-chan Kun is just like chan but it's boys-only. Alex would be Alex-kun. Both of these denote friendship and are used on people of the same age or when you speak to someone younger. San is for anyone older than yourself. This isn't for friends and is used when speaking to someone older than yourself or someone with more experience at whatever. Grandparents and family don't necessarily go by this, though. Japanese has its puns just like English... but we won't get into that. Grandmothers and aunts would rather the chan suffix. ^_^;
Hope that clears up some stuff. ^_^
Gaia is being a jerk and won't let me trade! And I just finished a commission! T_T but I'm letting her use the pic anyway since it's not her fault I'm not getting the money.
I have the athletic physical today. After that I'm gonna ride Mickey. After that either go to the mall or see Charlie and the Chocolate Factory again.
But I think my dad is getting sick of the movies...
Tomorrow I leave for the week for volleyball camp. Joy. I'll probably put up the new theme tonight at some point. Gackt is nice, but I don't want to strain him, I mean he's been singing on here for a while...
lol
I'm not certain I'll be able to update tomorrow, so consider this the last post for a week.
I see from Lash's comment that she innitially thought I was a guy. [Don't worry it's not just you!! ^^;]
Now I'm kinda wondering how many people thought I was a guy at one time or another.
Take the poll! And if this were Gaia you'd get ten gold!
Still really bummed about my rank. I'm even more bummed becasue on Sunday I leave for another week, and I'll probably get so much lower.
i need a hug...
*ahem*
But I've been downloading Seto Kaiba music videos from AMV.org so that makes me feel better. At least during the happy songs.
And my trip was not a total loss. My grandma gave me a ton of leather products. @_@ What the feck am I going to do, or weven put, 3 pairs of cowboy boots??! And only one pair I really like!
but I did get the latest Case Closed and Bleach manga. Very very good!
And that reminds me... I've seen the cover to many manga whilst in Japan. I can tell you now, Hikaru from Hikaru No Go doesn't look much different as an adult, Bleach is coming out with some new kickarse characters, and tiny Tim DOES NOT die!!
"........."
A Christmas Carol...
Well, v-ball practice wasn't all that bad yesterday. I was able to get through ALL of the running and stay with the group, which is a big feat for me! ^_^
Though with the dig and recover drill, when we use just the hard floor, I hurt myself somehow. Not in the elbows or shoulders like most people, but my hips. My hips get in the way and all bruised. @_@ stupid useless annoying inhibiting girl features...
I have let out my secret! I am a gir-- oh wait you knew that already... NEVERMIND! ^_^;
I wish I knew how to download episodes, without having to use the fileshare type stuff. [Filesharing is how peple get busted, you know].
Then I wish I knew how to use Window's Movie Maker so I could make my own AMV's. Perhaps I'd be able to make something decent, who knows?
Anyway, I'm off for now. Gotta find stuff to do. And junk. Maybe. Or should I just go to bed?
I did get to see Charlie and the Chocolate Factory yesterday, and I fecking loved it!! It was all childish and stuff and Johny Depp was great!!
I think I'm an official Johny Depp fan now... ^.^ I might wanna watch Corpse Bride when it comes out. Fanes of The Nightmare Before Christmas will probably like it 'cuz it's by the same guy. And it has Johny Depp.
But today I'll be leaving. Won't be back till Thursday. Sorry if I just sprung it on ya... So here's another long-ish Poe poem.
L8rz!
Ullumeby Edgar Allan Poe (1847)
The skies they were ashen and sober;
The leaves they were crisped and sere-
The leaves they were withering and sere;
It was night in the lonesome October
Of my most immemorial year;
It was hard by the dim lake of Auber,
In the misty mid region of Weir-
It was down by the dank tarn of Auber,
In the ghoul-haunted woodland of Weir.
Here once, through an alley Titanic,
Of cypress, I roamed with my Soul-
Of cypress, with Psyche, my Soul.
There were days when my heart was volcanic
As the scoriac rivers that roll-
As the lavas that restlessly roll
Their sulphurous currents down Yaanek
In the ultimate climes of the pole-
That groan as they roll down Mount Yaanek
In the realms of the boreal pole.
Our talk had been serious and sober,
But our thoughts they were palsied and sere-
Our memories were treacherous and sere-
For we knew not the month was October,
And we marked not the night of the year-
(Ah, night of all nights in the year!)
We noted not the dim lake of Auber-
(Though once we had journeyed down here),
Remembered not the dank tarn of Auber,
Nor the ghoul-haunted woodland of Weir.
And now, as the night was senescent,
And star-dials pointed to morn-
As the star-dials hinted of morn-
At the end of our path a liquescent
And nebulous lustre was born,
Out of which a miraculous crescent
Arose with a duplicate horn-
Astarte's bediamonded crescent
Distinct with its duplicate horn.
And I said- "She is warmer than Dian:
She rolls through an ether of sighs-
She revels in a region of sighs:
She has seen that the tears are not dry on
These cheeks, where the worm never dies,
And has come past the stars of the Lion,
To point us the path to the skies-
To the Lethean peace of the skies-
Come up, in despite of the Lion,
To shine on us with her bright eyes-
Come up through the lair of the Lion,
With love in her luminous eyes."
But Psyche, uplifting her finger,
Said- "Sadly this star I mistrust-
Her pallor I strangely mistrust:-
Oh, hasten!- oh, let us not linger!
Oh, fly!- let us fly!- for we must."
In terror she spoke, letting sink her
Wings until they trailed in the dust-
In agony sobbed, letting sink her
Plumes till they trailed in the dust-
Till they sorrowfully trailed in the dust.
I replied- "This is nothing but dreaming:
Let us on by this tremulous light!
Let us bathe in this crystalline light!
Its Sybilic splendor is beaming
With Hope and in Beauty to-night:-
See!- it flickers up the sky through the night!
Ah, we safely may trust to its gleaming,
And be sure it will lead us aright-
We safely may trust to a gleaming
That cannot but guide us aright,
Since it flickers up to Heaven through the night."
Thus I pacified Psyche and kissed her,
And tempted her out of her gloom-
And conquered her scruples and gloom;
And we passed to the end of the vista,
But were stopped by the door of a tomb-
By the door of a legended tomb;
And I said- "What is written, sweet sister,
On the door of this legended tomb?"
She replied- "Ulalume- Ulalume-
'Tis the vault of thy lost Ulalume!"
Then my heart it grew ashen and sober
As the leaves that were crisped and sere-
As the leaves that were withering and sere-
And I cried- "It was surely October
On this very night of last year
That I journeyed- I journeyed down here-
That I brought a dread burden down here-
On this night of all nights in the year,
Ah, what demon has tempted me here?
Well I know, now, this dim lake of Auber-
This misty mid region of Weir- :
Well I know, now, this dank tarn of Auber,
This ghoul-haunted woodland of Weir."
Today is Mickey day... yesssssssss
Hopefully after work I can get my dad to take me to see Charlie and the Chocolate Foctory. I wanna see it so badly!!!
The other night I had a dream that I was teaching one of my baby cousns how to use a yo-yo. Last night was very odd, but I can't remember which dream I had...
I see those who read liked the poem from yesterday. ^_^ I really like that one even though it isn't nearly as well known. For those who still didn't understand it: "Eddie" is talking about how he's very happy and content to be dead even though his lady-friend is sad.
And that's pretty much it.
So here's another Edgar Allen Poe poem, though it's not nearly as long as the last two.
Spirits of the Deadby Edgay Allan Poe (1827)
Thy soul shall find itself alone
'Mid dark thoughts of the grey tomb-stone;
Not one, of all the crowd, to pry
Into thine hour of secrecy.
Be silent in that solitude,
Which is not loneliness- for then
The spirits of the dead, who stood
In life before thee, are again
In death around thee, and their will
Shall overshadow thee; be still.
The night, though clear, shall frown,
And the stars shall not look down
From their high thrones in the Heaven
With light like hope to mortals given,
But their red orbs, without beam,
To thy weariness shall seem
As a burning and a fever
Which would cling to thee for ever.
Now are thoughts thou shalt not banish,
Now are visions ne'er to vanish;
From thy spirit shall they pass
No more, like dew-drop from the grass.
The breeze, the breath of God, is still,
And the mist upon the hill
Shadowy, shadowy, yet unbroken,
Is a symbol and a token.
How it hangs upon the trees,
A mystery of mysteries!
Thank Heaven! the crisis-
The danger is past,
And the lingering illness
Is over at last-
And the fever called "Living"
Is conquered at last.
Sadly, I know
I am shorn of my strength,
And no muscle I move
As I lie at full length-
But no matter!-I feel
I am better at length.
And I rest so composedly,
Now, in my bed
That any beholder
Might fancy me dead-
Might start at beholding me,
Thinking me dead.
The moaning and groaning,
The sighing and sobbing,
Are quieted now,
With that horrible throbbing
At heart:- ah, that horrible,
Horrible throbbing!
The sickness- the nausea-
The pitiless pain-
Have ceased, with the fever
That maddened my brain-
With the fever called "Living"
That burned in my brain.
And oh! of all tortures
That torture the worst
Has abated- the terrible
Torture of thirst
For the naphthaline river
Of Passion accurst:-
I have drunk of a water
That quenches all thirst:-
Of a water that flows,
With a lullaby sound,
From a spring but a very few
Feet under ground-
From a cavern not very far
Down under ground.
And ah! let it never
Be foolishly said
That my room it is gloomy
And narrow my bed;
For man never slept
In a different bed-
And, to sleep, you must slumber
In just such a bed.
My tantalized spirit
Here blandly reposes,
Forgetting, or never
Regretting its roses-
Its old agitations
Of myrtles and roses:
For now, while so quietly
Lying, it fancies
A holier odor
About it, of pansies-
A rosemary odor,
Commingled with pansies-
With rue and the beautiful
Puritan pansies.
And so it lies happily,
Bathing in many
A dream of the truth
And the beauty of Annie-
Drowned in a bath
Of the tresses of Annie.
She tenderly kissed me,
She fondly caressed,
And then I fell gently
To sleep on her breast-
Deeply to sleep
From the heaven of her breast.
When the light was extinguished,
She covered me warm,
And she prayed to the angels
To keep me from harm-
To the queen of the angels
To shield me from harm.
And I lie so composedly,
Now, in my bed,
(Knowing her love)
That you fancy me dead-
And I rest so contentedly,
Now, in my bed,
(With her love at my breast)
That you fancy me dead-
That you shudder to look at me,
Thinking me dead.
But my heart it is brighter
Than all of the many
Stars in the sky,
For it sparkles with Annie-
It glows with the light
Of the love of my Annie-
With the thought of the light
Of the eyes of my Annie.
[[EDIT]] Your dark side is centered around Death. Anger running through your veins, your soul is confused between staying or leaving in this pointless world. All you want is an open creative mind to go with your lifestyle, no conditions or judges, just loyalty to each other, so you can finally live your perfect exicting world you always wanted, life will worth something. You will find what you want when you believe in something more valuable then death and when you appreciate your life.
Mom just brought home Father Ted. I love the series! Everyone shoudl see it! Unless you're a devout Catholic, of course...
Now I'll break some more news to you guys. On Sunday I leave for another trip, but I should be back on by Thursday.
But the next week I leave for v-ball camp for a week.
So I'll be gone for basically... two weeks.
I am soooooo tired of traveling now...
My mom got me a bunch of kanji course things. "Blah blah blah, if you would get serious, blah blah"
Gee, that really inspires me...
Now I've not much else to say, other than START FLAMING ME TO UPDATE SETO'S GUIDE TO DISSING PEOPLE!!!
So yesterday started out not that great, but I spent most of the day at the farm with Mickey and it ended pretty well.
And I see you like the poem. The Raven is the best!! My favourite of all time! ^___^
Edgar Allan Poe rocks! I just love his sngsty works =^_^= So inspiring, he is!
What else can I say.
OH! I got another commission on Gaia! ^____________^ Very very happy about that! I just need her to explain a couple details and I'll get right on it!
Also on Gaia I have almost 20,000 gold!
Also on Gaia (and all other places of discussion) I keep getting into debates. Usually about religon, homosexuality, abortion, capital punishment, creation/evolution, and all those other things that tend to be incredibly controversial. I love it! lol
So if anyone on here is interested in a good place on Gaia, try here:
I don't believe I've much else to say...
Whelp I've given 2 links so you can't be all that incredibly bored coming here.
Who knows, maybe today I'll woop my tush to sites. eheh...!
T.A.T.U. rocks, but I can never use the official music videos 
*sigh* 
grrrrrrrrrr 
