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• Massachusetts
Member Since
• 2005-01-02
Occupation
• high school student
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• You can call me Katana.

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Achievements
• I've lived as long as I have without killing... much.
Anime Fan Since
• I could read...
Favorite Anime
• Hagane no Renkinjutsushi (Fullmetal Alchemist)
Goals
• Become a voice actress and work on something with Crispin Freeman
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• Anything involving anime, sleeping, being on the computer, video games (mostly rpgs)
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• I can sing, or at least I like to. And I rule over minions.




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Wednesday, March 23, 2005

Merph...
~Mood~
A little more... emotional than usual.

~Song~
The Sims - build2!

Yeah. I'm a little out of whack tonight, so I'm not gonna be putting down much. Proof - I'm listening to a compilation of the Sims build mode music and Gackt. Uh-huh.

Have a lot of things on my mind... yet I can't think of anything. Know how that feels? It's hurting my brain...

I'm eating cold jambalaya. It's at least better than the cake I had this morning with diseased icing. *shudder* I am seriously never even touching, not even poking with 10-foot poles, my father's cooking again. EVER!

The performance went alright. And my minion was over before and after for a little bit. Tomorrow is the beginning of a four-day weekend for me. So... it sucks that I'm feeling as low as I am, since, for all intents and purposes, this is a Friday night.

I think I'll check out a few peoples' sites and read a couple gb signings, then ambulate over to my bed... to just lie there, probably. Anyway... goodnight.

UPDATE: Almost forgot... I wrote a little thing as an away message for my AIM name. Read it here or read it there.

I have met my match...
Blood drips from its fearsome claws
My own blood, such tainted blood
Worthless, pushed farther and farther
To the precipice overlooking insanity.
The warmth of the fires encircle me
My breath stolen, such a strong gale
The beast speaks not of mercy
And together we both wish my death.
It sings verbatim, a deadly song
My arms now outstretched to beyond...

Ephemeral mirth... a taunting consequence for the possession of my soul.

Yeah... stupid right? Leave a comment and criticize me. I won't be back until I'm in a better mood anyway. Alright... time for some cherry snow lollipops and a good movie. Hm... ex the lollipops, exchange it with something else and add in "Kite". Adios... again.
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