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Moniker: Dekiru-chan.
Age:8/25/87
Gender: Unknown... really.
Hair Condition: tied up
Scent of Breath: ruby tangelo drink
*smile smile*: milk candy, peppermint candies, running, CLAMP, grandoise words, wasabi chapstick.
Would impale: fattening foods, nagging people, plagiarists, imperfection, english mutations of anime.
Yearns for: Yami no Matsuei manga and tapes, money, immense indigo eyes, elemental powers, japanese lessons, an ultra-kawaii singing voice, a cow, one of those cool outfits from the Matrix, CD-Burner, X1-X16 manga, break dancing lessons *snicker*, and wasabi spray [beware muggers! heh heh.]
Currently adept at: Scaring people, manipulating people, thinking up inane things, drinking diet pepsi, and sketching things that really disturb others.
Peeved at: Scary guy that touched my calculator -_-;
Listening to: First Love by
Utada Hikaru
Favorite Song: Tsumetai Umi by Kuraki Mai
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|04|09|2001 6:27pm
Let see.. my day was okay. I sat at a weird table at lunch and watched two guys cuddle. O_O;
XD n a a a Ka-chan they looked so cute, deshou? XD
^_^; Lucy, my linking color looks okay to me... demo.
*shrugs nonchalantly*
O_<;; Science was weird today, because I had to sprint back to my locker to get my assignment.
Strangely resulting in a bland and obtuse day.
|04|08|2001 6:42pm
-_- My doggie is of the utmost evil nature.
Yes. That's right.
No elaboration.
Time to study n a a a a... XD
|04|08|2001 2:39pm
I saw the Angelic Layer opening... and it KICKED ASS! XD[Note: Rare occasion when De-chan swears] XD I loved it! -_-; Now if only the stupid voices stopped wavering and beeping at me... I could really enjoy it without clutching my sore ears in agony. ^_^; I still liked it though.
|04|07|2001 8:35pm
Ka-chan and I were talking about some boys in our class. And the results were as such:
One has a gender identity crisis.
One is an alien.
And one was neutered
....[castrated, I believe, but neutered is so much more demeaning XD]
...and all of them are gay
XD XD XD
|04|07|2001 6:22pm
I think I'll go rollerblading today. I also randomly recalled three of my favorite words, while brushing my teeth.
...benGAY
[and] fried totoro...
yummie XD
|04|06|2001 11:44pm
I come home from track. Hungry. Eat tofu and salad. Yum. All full. Go to room. Look at note.
O_O... "Dinner at 6:30pm"?
¬_¬ *glance at clock*
HOLY CRAP!
6:20pm. All full. Still wearing odious uniform. Friends treating dinner... at a buffet. >_<
Mother expects me to eat. Stupid Chinese traditions of courtesy. Strained smile. Pinch my cheeks, you jerks, and get it over with. -__-
Bad day. Messed with my ISATs in an adverse way. Got a B on my math quiz, because the teacher didn't specify. Raised to an A++ with some literal bribery of money dedicated towards children with lukemia. [45/40 currently] I hope. *wary glance* Rushed to Science to take a test with time limit of 10 minutes. Had this strange guy smirk and laugh at me. -_-That really aggravated me. Then he used my calculator.
At least I beat my 100 and 200 meter times by 3 seconds. XD [100- under 15s 200- 33s]. -_- I guess that was okay.
|04|06|2001 12:15pm
Today I feel as if I am a failure. It seems as if my mind is ebbing away. Perhaps I am slacking off, due to my extra curricular activities. How is it… that once I turn to track, my life seems to be slowly unraveling. If it is a true fact, could it be I'm destined to stay in my social order? In this system of diverse statuses, could someone like me, a mere person studying in a wretched corner, be truly accepted by others? -_- ugh. I'm contemplating >_< Danger~
|04|05|2001 7:04pm
._. I got an owie. I got many owies. They hurt.
I was trying to "explode" off the starting blocks like the coach says to do, when I suppose another kid and I barreled into each other. [I swear she was in my lane ^_^;] I'm not exactly sure what happened precisely, but I recall twirling through the air and bouncing resilently several times on the wet gravel, then the coach [who witnessed the whole thing] asking "Did you bump into someone?".
-_- No. My imaginary friend wanted to be a meanie and pushed me. Yet the coach is an interesting person anyhow. He's allowed to have faults and vapid statements too. ^_^;
I think the track managers have a lot of fun playing with peroxide. They seem to relish pain. ^_^;
|04|05|2001 12:14pm
Bored bored bored bored bored.. naa~
Scary librarians with a dangerous infatuation with Harry Potter O_O;
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*Pick The Past*
-- yum --
*Something Useless Links*
::warning:: ~for otakus exclusively~
+-.cow tipping galore combined with such talented artwork.-+
Atrocious Orange Lettuce
-=.can't get enough of your favorite Japanese food.=-
*Touched by Wasabi*
(-Abyssal Insanity-)[-Zero Gravity-]
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