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Name: Katie
Country: United States
State: New Jersey
Birthday: 1/10/1989
Gender: Female
Interests: Naruto, Inuyasha, Final Fantasy VII, VIII, X, X-2, XII, Prince of Persia (Sands of Time, Warrior Within and the Two Thrones), Kingdom Hearts 1 and 2, Gravitation, Kenshin, Fushigi Yuugi, CCS, Bleach, Sailor Moon, Soul Calibur 2 and 3, Mortal Kombat (3, Deadly Alliance, Deception, Armaggedon), Super Smash Bros Melee, all the old Mario's, listening to music (rock, alternative, metal, j-rock, j-pop, and some pop)
Expertise: Procrastinating and screwing myself over (no, not literally you perverted, perverted person! >___O)
Occupation: Student
Message: message meEmail: email me
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AIM:  ShinyEdward
AIM:  VergilinMyPants
MSN: CrdCaptorSakura@hotmail.com
Yahoo:  shiny_ryuichi
Member Since:
4/19/2003
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| It's my party and I'll cry if I want to!HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO ME! Now bow down and worship me! >D RIP Xanga  | | |
| Anybody home?Is Xanga even alive anymore? *shrug* I've been on here lately to weed through my entries and to delete the pointless, emo, pathetic, stupid, lame, self-pitying, self-loathing, self anything ones. It's a long journey, haha. Oh, that and to copy down all of the dreams I've put on here... I want to actually put them in my dream journal that I've neglected. Some of my dreams are too priceless to forget. How's my life now? Eh, without sounding emo, it's all right. Could be better, could be worse. I have my good days and I have my bad. UCC sucks and I'm pretty much a hermit when I'm not there, so that sucks too. I haven't made any friends there... I've only found one aquantance (we probably would be friends if we both weren't so shy). UCC isn't like college should be at all... you only go there if you want to get out quickly... in simple terms, you don't go there to make friends. You go there to study your ass off so you can go somewhere better. Hence, this leads me to my lack of new friends and a boyfriend problem. Another problem is that I can't get a job either... I have applied to places too. I have the time during the day to work, so a job would be great. As for the good stuff? There really isn't much. I'm surprised I'm not emo right now typing all this. I was never an optimistic person, but I think I'm starting to be (slowly though). I've been so sad over small things, that over time, I can't keep that up. At least everyone else around me seems happy. It's not that I'm not right now... I'm just really indifferent at the moment at least. It hurts to much to be depressed and it's senseless to be happy when I'd be lying to myself. So, indifferent is nice. My sister and I got into a huge heated arguement almost a month ago... she pleaded with me to tell her wait I was thinking, and I realized I couldn't. I never tell people the things that are on my mind... so doing it now is just really odd. The reason I bring this up is that there's something that's been nagging me ever since then... I know I should say it to people, but I just can't. It's like the angel and devil on either of my shoulders constantly arguing and it's so annoying, yet I keep giving into the devil urging me to just put it off. *shrug* It's nothing big, really... but annoying all the same. Wow, I've never had a rant on here that wasn't emo or angry before... perhaps I'm improving? XD It really does bother me though that I'm single. I've wanted nothing more than a relationship for a long time now... so much that a little part of me is afraid that I'll do something stupid because I want one that badly (and no, I would never, ever in a million years, not even if you offered me money, I would never go back to Douchebag. If for some godforsaken reason that ever happened [and I assure you that it will not], you have every right to bruise, bleed, puncture, torture, stab, slice, rip, shread, gouge, bite, drown, and choke me.) Some days I just feel like screaming. It's not just my teenage hormones raging (though, that is part of the reason... I'd be lying if I said otherwise, haha XD)... but when it boils down to it, I just want to sit down and cuddle with someone, y'know? Is that really so much to ask for? Someone decent enough for me to cuddle with and feel loved with? *shrug* Ah well... I was thinking about researching the marriage laws in New Jersey soon anyway... I want to see if it's legal to marry cardboard. My emo kid loves me, that I know for a fact. XD | | |
| I donated blood!Yup! My second time doing it. It just took the longest time in the world. >< I go to the wrestling gym at the beginning of fifth period, my lunch (I ate my lunch in chem). I see my name on the list and get the okay to fill out paper work. I do that. I hand that in and luck out that I didn't need my social security number (only first time donors need it and I only remember the first three numbers of my ss ><). I sit and wait. After 15 minutes, I get my temp, blood pressure, and finger pricked. I get a t-shirt that's actually cool looking. I wait more. FINALLY, near the end of the period, I sit on the bed. Wait more. Finally I get my blood drawn. The guy near me was making me laugh the entire time. If I had been scared (which I wasn't ^^. Blood is so mundane to me. So are needles. Once you've been poked and proded many times, it's just normal after a while.), he would have calmed me down a lot. They give you a stress ball to squeeze the entire time. Mine was a little globe/world, so the guy started singing, "You've got the whhooolllleee world, in your hands!" to me. XD He was whistling and singing the whole time. The lady taking blood from us was like, "Well, aren't WE musical!" Guy: I don't like sitting here in silence. *looks over at me* She does though, apparently... SOMEBODY'S brave! Me: ^^;; Woman: Yeah, well, I would have my radio playing if there was a freaking outlet in here! So, after it was all done and my stress ball was taken away, he chimed in with, "You had the whhhooollleee world, in your hands!" XD XD He was cute, I have to look for him at prom if he happens to go. X3 | | |
| I GOT A MOFO-ING PROM DRESS!!EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!! It's so pretty!!!! It's dark blue (well, it's really light blue, but it has a black thingy with sparkles [not gaudy looking ones] over it, but it makes it a navy color) and really pretty!!! It actually makes my body look flattering and better than usual, hahaha. I was like, "Oooo, flat stomach!!!" It's a little sufficating, but, as my cousin Olivia mentioned about shoes, "It hurts being beautiful." XD So yup, my aunt, mom, Olivia and I went dress shopping at the Lord and Taylor's in town. I tried on a whole bunch of stuff, most of which I wasn't happy with. There was another cute dress that was shorter and had the skirt poof out a little. I just didn't like that it was gold, but it was cute. Oh, and Olivia was my personal dress holder (her choice, not mine). To prove to you that money is no problem for my aunt, she even gave me a VERA WANG dress to try on. My mom told me afterwards that it was $700. O____________O The one I got was relatively cheap actually... it just worked out that way. I love my aunt. I love my uncle for making so much money too, hahaha. And I love Olivia even though she and my other cousin used to annoy me SO much when I was little. Weee for babbling, but I'm so happy!!! OH! And I practiced my presentation for tomorrow and timed it with my cell phone and I made it to 18 MINUTES!!!! I was shooting for 15, so YAY!!!! Kayyyy, I'm going to go be hyper elsewhere.... EEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!!!!!!! PROM DRESSS!!!!!! Watch, the prom will suck or something, hahaha. ^^;;; | | |
| "I'll be there for you through it all even if saving you sends me to heaven"On Saturday, my rat, Boo, died. No matter how much you expect things to happen, it still catches you off guard. She had two very large tumors for a few months. Going to the vet would have been pointless. 1) Removing tumors on female rats makes it more likely for them to come right back. 2) It's expensive as all hell (they estimated $500 when Squeek had her tumor). 3) Boo was old (2 1/2 years is old for a rat). Surgery is never good on small animals and is even worse the older they are. What made it worse was that rats are fighters. Even when dying, they struggle to hold on. I witnessed that with both of mine. I had Squeek literally dying on my chest and I saw Boo literally dying in her cage. It was heartbreaking. When she finally passed, it became real and I couldn't keep my calm composture anymore. She's buried next to her sister outside with new flowers above them both. I know she's happily playing in rat heaven with Squeek and other ratties. I'm sure they both love Hampton too (my sister's hamster). As devastated as I was, I still went out to see my friends, in hopes of being comforted and distracted. I was hesitant to go at first, but I couldn't stay at home with an empty cage in my room anymore. I'm glad I did. There's nothing like having your three best friends there for you like that. I'm surprised I didn't burst out crying then too. In other news, after working all night on my powerpoint for my senior project, I'm feeling MUCH more confident in having this damn thing done. I present on Friday, so I'm walking a slippery slope at the moment. I just have on big section left on my powerpoint and then I have to paint more. Yay! Rest in peace, my dear Boo. You were a wonderful, energetic, loving rat. I'm glad I could have given you and your sister longer lives than you should have had (snake food). Have fun playing in rattie heaven and don't eat too many yogurt snacks or you'll get fat! XD Oh, and be nice to Squeek... she's too timid and shy to take your bossy attitude. XD | | |
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