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Birthday
1800-11-30
Gender
Female
Location
Somewhere...*long pause* IN CANADA! ^________________~
Member Since
2004-08-15
Occupation
Living one day at a time...possibly in the moment.
Real Name
Natty-atty-asha aka Natasha [BF calls me Copycat & my BIG bro calls me Small Potato]
Personal
Achievements
Having a high IQ...*sheepish grin*
Anime Fan Since
I watched the movie "Totoro" as a wee lad. O___________________o???
Favorite Anime
Vampire Hunter D, Death Note, Howl's Moving Castle, Wolf's Rain, Witch Hunter Robin, Escaflowne, Read or Die, Rurouni Kenshin, Hellsing, FLCL, Fruits Basket, Kiddy Grade, Serial Experiments Lain, Cowboy Bebop, Chobits, Evangelion, Inu Yasha, Totoro, etc..
Goals
Whatever i feel like achieving...
Hobbies
Poetry, Drawing, Reading, Writing, Music...etc.
Talents
I can imitate anything...hence the nickname "Copycat"...plus i'm agile. ^____________^
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Monday, November 8, 2004
POETRY POSSE
I've been gone for quite some time..because i was banned from the computer for a while..and finally today i got permission to come back on..but i'm limited to an hour a day...-_-*
It snowed here for a good 15 minutes..but unfortunately not enough to cover the grass..and while i was still in my pj's i took my cats outside to explore..yesterday i got new shoes and a nice Spongebob tee that i happened to have gotten from the little boys section...heh heh heh I spoke to my mother about the X-Box crystal edition..that happens to come with FABLE!!! *squeals* And she said i would get for my birthday..YIPPEE!!! Anywho..i get to spend the day with her tomorrow...after i go to court and talk to her lawyer..*rolls eyes* Don't ask... Well enough about me..and i only have a half hour left..so i'll post my poem..
DISBELIEF
I sometimes forget to breathe,
As i sometimes can't hear my heart beat,
It pains me to open my eyes,
Just to realize,
That i've survived another day,
And that i must relive its torture again,
Eyes red and lids feel like lead,
Can't take it and i feel restless,
So i crawl from my bed,
To step in front of the mirror,
Despising every inch of what i see,
That disgusting imitation of me,
Cheeks sunken in, beaten and tired,
Scars that occupy every space of my arms,
I cover my eyes, saddened by disbelief,
That i must again relive the torture,
Of being me...
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