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Birthday
1990-02-12
Gender
Male
Location
in my own little universe, the entrance to which is somewhere in inkster michigan
Member Since
2005-03-25
Occupation
slacker/writer/brooding mystic/spaz/idiot/confused wandering lost soul/puppy [in joke] Straight, brown haired Eiri Yuki
Real Name
J-D, Got it memorized?
Personal
Achievements
i've managed to spend 10 years in school and never had a girlfriend, thats an achievment in its sadness. but i've been in school 12 years now...
Anime Fan Since
i first saw Gundam Wing
Favorite Anime
Chobits, Gundam Seed,excel saga, Bleach, Naruto, Ergo Proxy, Blood +, Myhthical Dectective Loki Ragnarok, Makai Senki Disgaea, Tokko, Pucca, Gravitation, Ikki Tousen, Full Metal Panic, Kare Kano, Blue Gender, GITS, Cromartie High, inuyasha,.hack,kenshin,
Goals
to gain good friends and to meet up with "someone" over the summer.
Hobbies
writing my Flamer Fic, surfin' the net, training with various weapons
Talents
annoying people, being crafty in times of trouble
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Saturday, March 31, 2007
mastering your body
mastering your body like me! passing out on the couch and waking up about 10 times in two hours, then listen to some T.M Revolution and wake in time to go back to sleep. one more reason i can't be an emo, i don't look like a squirrel someone gave acid to, always with the twitching, you have to wonder if these kids have depression or parkinsons.
hell, everyone our age, and by that i mean up to sempai's age and older, is depressed, really pretty much anyone could be classified as depressed by at least one doctor, i for one know i can be quite pesimistic, i like to think of myself as having Philosopher's Depression, i think about everything so much and so deeply it starts to get5 really depressing, plus the fact that i'm barreling through junior year towards a future i have no plan for, while trying to endure two teachers i'd like to rocket into the sun, plus my constant lack of sleep and semi-obsession with the fatness of my torso and ass kinda makes me depressed, but i'm to analytical, cold, and sarcastic to truly be depressed again, to me its more like "life fucking sucks lol" because i have Bev, so for all my bitching and moasning i still have something that makes me truly happy, and i know from experience that depression comes from the loss of something or the lack of something that is that important, when i was depressed was before i met Bev, after Dafina turned me down, yeah that was depression, that sorta feeling of going from the psuedo-paradise of writing a love letter [i know greater happiness now, but that was heaven back then] and then being shattered and plunged into complete and utter pain, darkness and loneliness, because i completly openned up, instead of being my usual dickish self as a shield to avoid being hurt i wanted a person close to me, and she basically destroyed me from inside my defenses, filled every emotional port with pain and then gave me a baindaid to fix it. i realize now she didn't help me, she got me to hide inside my shell again, so i didn't feel anything, i thought i was a better person but really i was just as bad, it was Bev who has really helped me, and made me the much better person i am today, after the broke through all my defenses with 3 words, and has since rebuilt all the things destroyed by the darkness i filled myself with all those years.
thats why these twitchy little shits irritate me, [as far as i know none of you guys qualify for this, if you did i would have told you personally by now] they have some bullshit excuse for being depressed, so they injure themselves, become robots, get together into these cliuster-fucks ofr sulking sessions, they fake their emotions and drive people who try to help them away and then complain that no one understands them or wants to help them. well shit-head, did you ever think that if everything i know about you is lies and masks and you push me away, ignore me or insult me when i offer advice, that might be part of it? i'm always told by people that they admire my honesty, how i'll honestly answer any question or tell someone i hate them, i'll sytand up to 7 foot tall black guys who pimp-slap me, and am so good at PR that i make getting sucker-punched a good thing, people seem to love my honesty and utter disregard for tact or modesty, they say "i need to be more honest, like you." Kitty once told me that she if she learned one thing in life its that i'm right in how i live my life.
so really what i'm saying is "is it really that hard to be like me?"
because, going back to Kitty and Stacy, they'll bitch to me all day about Bobbi, and how much she is all these horrible things, but if they see her its all hugging and laughing and joking, or i'll see Kitty chattin it up with some girl and when she walks away i ask her who her friend is and she'll say "i hate her, i wish she'd just go away" Gillis and me will talk about what a whore Jacki is, or how shallow the bimbos next to us are, or how vapid Lindsey is, but then there he is helping the bimbos cheat, or tutoring jacki, or flirting with Jacki. so i wonder if hypocracy is easier, if its that much easier to wear a mask and be fake towards those you dislike, am i really that strange, or unique?
i suppose i've got a bit of a Sylar complex, i want to be special, i'm perpetually asking you guys if things make me special or unique, if i'm different, maybe that shows some mental flaw, that'd sure make me special.
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Girl: [speech in public speaking] ...Sugar originated in Persia... so i invite you to enjoy my sugar cookies.
Me: *takes cookie* *sits down* *munch* Munch* Xerxes army makes better bakers then they do warriors.
visit Bev, she is cute.
HAIL ZEON!!!!!!!!!!!!
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