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1988-05-09
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2004-08-09
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Student, former thief
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Solaris Moon, c'mon, you don't think I'd tell my real name?
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Passed three years of Spanish and one of French, really kicked it into gear to learn Japanese, got a 3.40 GPA for my first semester
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God knows when.
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Yu Yu Hakusho! And Inuyasha... And Gravitation. And Sukisyo, Gundam Wing... teh list goes on.
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To learn Japanese, to go to Japan, to graduate college
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Writing, drawing, singing, acting, ticking people off by just opening my mouth (j/k...or am I?)
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myOtaku.com: Solaris Moon
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Wednesday, January 19, 2005
Try to be a good friend...
And get your head bitten off... That, mon amis, is today's lesson. Case in point: I just IMed one of my friends and she told me to 'go away'. I'm stuck at home with a cold, I highly doubt I'll be at school tomorrow, so how the heck can I go away? (BTW, Today is the first time I have ever prayed for death to come and allieviate my pain). So I'm signed off my AIM and I'm just going to leave her alone tomorrow. Unless she just shows up and feels like explaining, because I don't seek out trouble, it seeks out me.
In other news, I've developed a slight case of laryngitis and can't sing. I have a funny thing about antihistamines that knocks me out (I fell asleep in Chemistry, woke up just long enough to put away my books and go to the library, and slept through lunch, but that's not the point. The point is, I went behind the risers in Choir to sleep off the antihistamines, and some little ***** said "she never sings". I have my suspicions that it was one of those 2nd Soprano brats that have just started choir this year or kept coming for an easy A, and it's like this:
||<-Altos ||||<-Them |<-Me.
And there are at least 10 people between us, so how the heck do they know if I sing or not? I could be singing as loud as I can and they still wouldn't hear me. And if you ask me, they sound lousy, so there! But then, it might be the seniors, but I doubt it. They're the ones who cheered me on during the spring concert. And if any one says that I never sing again and I hear it, they will find themselves on the ground staring at their heart in my hand as they die. Or I will rip out their trachea and play jump rope with it.
Yeah, I'm pretty vicious when I'm not feeling well. Night!
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