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NO MORE BROKEN HEARTS!!!!
Well,I snapped/caved.I simply could not keep my Valentines day theme up for valentines day. So,my new theme is a school-girl....with red eyes.Aubern eyes,actually.o_O I love red eyes.^^ Anyway...I now present some of my own art-work,from 1000 years ago.But I sappose you'll find some way to enjoy it..
The guy standing on top of the helpless victum is sapposed to be Ty and the 2 in the back-ground are Rai and Kyoto.(No,Ty is not related to Tyson Granger from Bey-Blade...)Anyway,since I've been WAY too nice to you guys lately,and since I've been in a generous mood,you'll notice that the incoherent poetry of my site has disappeared.But...NOT ANY MORE!!! SUPER OBSCURE RHYME ATTACK!!!...
Err....No,wait a second...Oh,here we go.
Congradulations,darling.
You've become the after-math of a fashion-explosion.
Oh,that cap,that hair-clip,that dress-tres glamourous.
And you're latest ensamble of chronic head-aches? It compliments,and contradicts.
It swirls,it twirls,it makes you sick.
Just like an over-dosage of Hot Chocolate.
All this for all that poise with some grace left to spare."Its not fair!" is what you manage to stutter through those perfectly shaped lips beneath all the caked-on lip-stick.
But,really,smile,the transformation is seconds from completion.
You're the prelude to a self-loathing complex.
Made the trade of sensitive and cutely coy for graceful and poised.
And the latest review for your latest ensamble of exausted excuses: oh,tres iroc,tres chronic,tres almost tragic,tres self-used,tres fashionably blind from self-abuse,so tres "feigned in vain," so very you.
ER...That was based on The Devils Wears Prada,so if you didn't see the movie/read the book,you won't get it.(Not that it made much sense to begin with,but...) Anyway-bai!~Shadowme(Yuki)~
WARNING: These lyrics will reduce you to tears...
We take sour sips from life's lush lips.
And we shake, shake, shake the hips in relationships.
Stop by this disaster town; You'll put your eyes to the sun and say "I know."
You're only blinding to keep back what the clouds are hiding.
And we might have started singing just a little soon.
And we're throwing the stones in a glass room.
Whoa ah oh, we're so miserable and stunning.
Whoa ah oh, far from the genuine becoming.
We keep the beat with your blistered feet.
We bullet the words at the mockingbirds, singing.
Slept through the weekend and dreamed we're sinking with the melody of the kiss of eternity.
Your pulse comes from a pharmacist, saying "How you been?"
We might of said good byes just a little soon.
(Somehow this disaster town)
Our beliefs of kissing beats over this room.
Whoa ah oh, we're so miserable and stunning.
Whoa ah oh, far from the genuine becoming.
Whoa ah oh, we're so miserable and stunning.
Whoa ah oh, far from the genuine becoming.
It was icecream headaches and sweet avalanche when the pearls in our shells come out to dance.
This is what you get for abusing sweet love.
Take off your clothes, it hurts just right.
What happens I'm okay; diving into knives don't cut me.
Think you could call me when you get home?
Take your self apart find yourself with love.
Whoa ah oh, we're so miserable and stunning.
Whoa ah oh, far from the genuine becoming.
Whoa ah oh, we're so miserable and stunning.
Whoa ah oh, far from the genuine becoming.
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And,that was The Carpal Tunnel of Love,by Fallout Boy.Don't know why,but it makes me wanna cry.
Shit,bitch.I'm Samual L. g-ddamn Jackson-I'M ALWAYS YELLING!!
Dude,did y'all hear/see? Fallout Boy made it unto the VH1 top 20 video count-down this week,with their video for THis Ain't A scene,Its An Arms Race.Unfortunately I missed it,but its all good.Gots the video on my site already.^_^
Anyway,went to the Movies today.Saw Epic Movie.It was kinda gruesome,but,hey,its from the writers of Scary Movie,so what do you expect? Theres this one scene,where the guy's doodling,and he draws a stick-figure and says:"LOOK! IT'S NICOLE RICHIE!"
Another time,the person who's supposed to be impersonating Jack Sparrow turns up,and the guys like,"Oh,Capt.Morgan! I love your rum." XD And now for pictures...
^ Kai is smoking weed...LITERALLY!
Ah,screw this.I'm gonna post a video...
LOOK AT THE DAMN PICTURES AND PRETEND TO BE NORMAL(however,this does not apply to comments)
Oy....Feeling lathargic and driven insane by monotony.How about you? Well,here I stand today in my brilliant and shiny way.^_^ Marvel at me,loves.(just kidding,don't...no,really,I hate people staring at me..stop...NO,REALLY STOPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPP!!!!!!!!!!!!!*dives under the couch to escape your gazes*) Ahem...Anyway,as I came across a poem I wrote for my ex-boyfriend a long time ago,I couldn't but reminisce(sp?) alittle.Its been about 5 or 6 months now since THAT happened.....Since I lost my "best friend." Oh,don't get me wrong.I don't want him back or anything...It just feels weird.For example,my last therapy session,me and my Psychiastrist somehow got around to talking about relationships.And I grimaced abit when she asked me about the physical aspects of it.She assumed I was one of those undeveloped immature "kids at hearts",who really doesn't see any merit in having a boyfriend.I didn't correct her.But the real reason was,theres no possible way I can think about anything physical in THAT sense without thinking about him...In other news-GIMMEDADAMNBOOK!!!!! *shify eyes* Hint,hint.Wink,wink.Say no more,say no more...
Damn,Pete is short...
I love Kyoko's milacious face.>:)
And,with that,I leave you!bai.*hugs*~Shadowme(Yu'kan'Uke)~ Comments (3) |
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Tuesday, February 6, 2007
WE'RE SO HEALTHY,IT MAKES YA SICK!
So,here I am with my drugs,er,hot chocolate (*shify eyes*) and cozy jammies.I have one thing to say-ITS DAMN COLD OUT!!! Not to mention,we don't even have any snow to make up for it.Damn.'''-__- And in continuation of this whining,today was my worst traditional school/Summit day ever.The only 2 girls there were me and Brianna.I barely know Brianna-twas awkward-tastic.Luckily I didn't have to endure said awkwardness too long,the school day being cut short by the crappy weather and all.
Now for a breif reading list...Yeah,in case anyone cares,I've been reading this book based upon the memoirs of an obscure sex-offender named Humbert Humbert(phbbbt! thats such a funny name!),titled Lolita.Well,for one thing its very original,and,yes,risque,but not by any stretch of the imagination "slutty." Makes you feel like your reading a romance,not a hentai.And,before that I read Guitar Girl,which,despite the simplicity of its title,holds a certain charm and realistic-ness.It is the story of young Molly Mongomery who,almost by accident,becomes a rock-star,and,deffinately by accident,an English pop-idle.Yeah,I know,it sounds like its been done before,but its actually pretty good.I mean,the ending is kind of bitter-sweet,but Sara Manning (the auther) definately knows what shes doing.
Anyway,I gotta finish up now,so bye!*hugs everyone*~Shadowme
You'r Dignity,My Mother,Their Insults...
Hello,lo! Sorry,yet again I don't have time for a good post.I've decided to work alittle longer on my past story.Well,I got a present from my brother today.Tis a necklace with a guitar-shaped charm.And,as tacky as it sounds,its actually pretty cool.Anyway,today was all-right.Took me forever to finish school though.I think my mom is baking a cake.Mmmm...It smells amazing.*drool*^.^
I tried to write Fallout Boy fan-fiction today...I failed.It was so bad and trite,it was halerious(sp?).X) Thats why I don't write fan-fiction.I can never capture the essence of the characters and end up making them unbelievebly different from how they actually are.Plus,I like creating my own characters and story-line better.Anyway-bye! JASON WENTERZ SCARES THE LIVING SHIT OUTTA ME!
TEENAGERS SCARE THE LIVING SHIT OUTTA ME! SO,DOCK IN YOUR CLOTHES,I'LL STRIKE A VIOLENT POSE...
Okay,replies to peoples comments.
Magnus Lensherr:Hehe,me too! He looks SO sexy in that one.*melts* What,I like boys who look like girls!
Alphonse 13:Thank you.Yes,making fun of Pete WEntz is fun.HE'S GONNA RAPE THAT!! XD
Samurai Kitty:Yeah...BrendonxRyan.Yummy.
corn:LOL! YAY,PORN!! "Dear Ron,your rat is a man.MUHAHAHAHAHA" >XD
DeadXonXarrival:Dude,if I ever come to PA,you simply MUST show me this "note-book of smex."And,yes,the frind with the good taste in music is you...Best sound-system ever enbedded(sp?) Congradulations.
DarkDestinedAngel:Yeah,I like Patricks hat,too.Plus,he has the most gorgeous green eyes.I like his hair,too.^_^
Oy...Sorry,no mental energy left for a decent post.Because I simply cannot wrie while listening to music.So,I'm going to have to leave you with a list of dull questions.
1.Have you ever liked somone of the same gender so much,that it made you wonder if you were gay? (Sorry,this question is only for straight people.V.V And,people,you don't have to tell me who it is if you don't want to.)
2.What is the most traumatic/defficult thing you ever went through,and how did you get through it?
3.What would you do if a world-reknowned,famous rock-star that you're somewhat fond of,but not infatuated with in the least, offered you a position on his bands staff (like co-lyricist,director or prodeucer),then after an 8-month pause,just showed up out of the blue,kidd-napped you,held a gun to your head,while telling you to do EXACTLY as he said or die; then tells you that you have been chosen as the subject for The "Disaster-piece project/experiment",and welcomes you to the bands current tour of Asia? (And yes,this Asian tour includes Japan.)
Well,bye! See ya tomarrow,hopefully.*hugs everyone* Running late? no,no,he called in.
Ahhhhh,friends with taste in music who are kind enough to put the music on their site:I LOVE YOU!!! The last good thing about this part o' town,homies! And,now...ITS TIME FOR PICTURES!!! >:)
PETER PAN! X3
I KNEW IT!!! I TOLD YOU HE WAS LIKE THAT!!! *runs away* Well,thats about-no,wait.I got one more.
Okay,thats it.Au revoir!(sp?) Happy Saturday~Shadowme(Yuki)~
Helens Confessions...
Its dinner-time and I barely have an hour on the computer.Er,yay? ''-__- Anyway,I have a ginormous amount of shit to do this week,so I may not be as available as usual.I sowwiw.V.V Anyway,still dreading Velantines day,(unless it is valentines day,in which case-yaaaaaay! its almost over!),still haven't been proclaimed a child prodigy,(damn;)still haven't gotten my hair dyed blue yet,(again,damn;)and still haven't met/seen anyone worth drooling over besides Ryan Ross,and,maybe,Spencer Smith.(And THANK GOD!) By the way,I had this really rad assignment today-I had to write a poem being told from the point of view from one of the characters in The Tale Of Troy.I picked Helen of Sparta.^^ And,if I do say so myself,it turned out pretty damn good.Here it is....
Well,surely something must've went wrong with the casting call,for I cannot recall ever asking for this role.
Oh,give me break!
Theres only so much tragedy I can take.
And,for the record,I was never a supporter of this war-just the cause and possible cure.
Although,I admit,I never really held the catostraphic capture against Paris.
After all,shepherd boys will be shepherd boys,(over-interested and unpoised;) and husbands will be jealous(ly furious.)
That said,I'm not about to claim I enjoyed my fellow Greeks' pain.
No,on my side of these Trojan walls,there was nothing but cheering and jeering at Achilles's funeral,to my utter dissaproval.
And after all these years,and tears over heroes spilled blood and fulfilled fears,far be it for me to claim I'm the victum here.
No,I'm just the hostage and cause.
But I was never lost-just kidd-napped.
A Potential Suicide note
Attention,everyone who cares:I.AM.GOING.TO.DIE.
Consider this a suicide note.I love you all!*over-emotional/dramatic hugs to everyone* And I would write more,but I'm being hurried off the computer.So,see you all in therapy/Heaven! Bai.~Shadowme(oh,you know who the Hell I am by now!)~ Comments (3) |
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