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myOtaku.com: Shadow Jaganshi


Friday, March 3, 2006

   heyyo
I love Gackt.

On that note, we'll move on to things about my day.

I did a freewrite in creative writing today... after reading all the other freewrites I've done this year... I haven't done any since... god, Halloween or something. But anyways, I did one today, and it basically was a story about what my characters were doing in my mind at the moment. Shadow and Karasu are tied up in the corner and suffering from severe head trauma... Arty is stalking Rage, probably with intention to jump him... Rage, on the other hand, is all set to beat Arty over the head soundly with a set of nanchaku that he doesn't know how to use, exactly, so he kinda uses them as a club. Bop bop bop!

I'm cold.

I want to learn how to play piano, guitar, and violin. God. I better get to work. I don't know of a single person who knows how to play violin, so that one's out. But piano, I can do. And guitar, I can do. If my mother will sit down and teach me, dammit. Piano I can teach myself, I think. Guitar, I don't know shit about. I know where the keys are on a piano, so all I'd need to learn would be about which fingers you use for which notes... But then I'd promptly disobey it and do it however it worked for me... Like typing.

*dances to Apocalyptica*

God I'm cold.

A girl threw a piece of chicken down my bra at lunch today. That made me most displeased. It's one thing when it goes down your shirt. It's another thing entirely when it ends up in your bra. And chicken, no less! POULTRY, FOR THE LOVE OF GOD! POULTRY!

I think I'm gonna type up all my freewrites. I should. It'd make an interesting read. Whenever I'm bored, open up the freewrites... But that also makes them vulnerable to prying eyes on the computer... *shrug* I'm too cold to think...

watashi no tomodachi no neko o tabete mimasu.

~SJ

I'll try to eat my friend's cat...
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