Deb... Ooh I'm so glad you remembered me. Even though I've pretty much dropped off the face of OB.... :sweat: I miss talking to you so much, but I want you to know that you are still in my heart and will always stay there. I think about you often, and wonder how you're doing. I miss you very much, especially during those times when growing up gets really hard. You've always been a mentor and an idol to me. Going on... 3 years now. Heheh. If you need to talk, let me know. I'm always here. :heart:
Why do you think certain people around here have such high post counts? >.>
I'm almost always bored. No matter what I'm doing. I get bored very easily. So I usually just sit online all day, doing nothing. It's sad when the activity I look forward to most during the day is taking a shower...
Nicknames: Bunny. Booger.
Hair Color: Mauve/Violet.
Hair Style: Flipped over one eye.
Eye Color: Blue surrounding green.
Height: 5'6''.. I think..
Wardrobe: Black. And I almost never take off my Spitfire hoodie. So yah. Fishnet, my black Chucks that I painted rainbow colored, uh, bracelets, labret stud. But I've been known to whip out my raver clothes, so I look like a walking highliter. Yah. Have fun and go die.
Personality: Wow. I'm your typical not-kind, intelligent, bisexual, closet Goth kid I guess.
Hobbies: Writing. Reading. Photography. Drawing. Oekaki. Internet addict. Going out with friends. I'm a mall rat.
Favorite Music Type: I like a lot of everything. I'm a rock/metal/screamo type of person I guess. Not going to lie, I do like pop. Uhm, love classical. I am definetly into techno and rave and all that good stuff.
Favorite Bands: AFI, Sugarcult, Aerosmith, Thursday, Marilyn Manson, Rob Zombie, ICP, MSI, Gackt, Anti Flag, Alanis Morisette, No Doubt, Our Lady Peace, The Beatles, Linkin Park, Nirvana, Orgy.
Yah. That's probably about all you really need to know about me...
Schools have the right to block or ban anything that is not educational. Whether or not they choose to exercise this right is up to them. If you're school is one that chooses to go ahead and block anime sites, then that's up to them. Sure, it may not be fun for you, but you can't do much about it.
You're only in school for a few hours a day, and you shouldn't be spending that time on OB. I'm not going to lie, I have come on OB during school, but I wouldn't reccomend it. Learning is vital, anime is not.
You could do what Sara said, but do you honestly feel the need to research and brainstorm and spend your time finding loop holes so that you can come onto OB for 3o minutes a day at school?
Just let it go and spend less time worrying about what you can't do, it's Thanksgiving, be thankful for what you can.
-Stretch- It has been quite a while since I have visited Otaku. Hello to all who read this and remember me. :)
I'm not dressing up as an anime character this year. Instead, I'm probably going to go as Madonna. Old Madonna, before the pointed breasts and nipple tassles. I'm going as Madonna when she first came out, with the frizzy hair, the 6 skirts, the corsets, fingerless gloves, crucifixes. You know. And if not, well, then I'll probably be a Wood Nymph. [ Nymphomaniac for the after parties :devil: ]
If I could live my life over, and chose my own form of education, based on my experiences thus far, I would actually prefer to go to a private school.
Private, not Catholic.
My private school of choice, McDonogh, instilled strong work ethics into it's students, and drove them to reach their full potential.
In the 2oo3 graduating class, 8o% of the students had achieved full scholarships to the top schools in the country.
My cousin attened McDonogh since second grade, so I knew quite a few of the students myself.
It was amazing to see people that I'd known since their 8th grade year, walk proudly down the grassy hill, and to hear the Headmaster announce their scholarships to Harvard, Princeton, Duke, Yale, etc.
Of course, McDonogh was thousands a year, costing the same as many small colleges. Only the rich and powerful need apply.
Therefor, I've been in public school my entire life.
My boyfriend, Adam, is now in his third year at DeMatha Catholic High School. He has been in Catholic Schools his entire life.
I often feel like I've been deprived when talking to Carrie or Adam about my school work. Subject matter that I am learning this year, in 1oth grade, they've known since Middle School. I feel very under privileged.
It is too late for me to enroll in McDonogh, and I would never survive in Catholic school, due to my blatant hatred of religion.
So I'll spend the rest of my high school years, being mentally raped and deprived in public school.
Well, I can't say I'm entirely suprised theOtaku was mentioned, it is a fabulous site in itself. It is a bit eye-opening I must say. I always thought of theOtaku as a little-known community, snuggled in our own little corner of the cyber world. But, I guess we're really going global.
Congratulations Adam and James and everyone else that made theOtaku as spectacular as it is!!
I love rain. Rain is so peaceful and beautiful to me. Thunderstorms are excruciatingly beautiful, and so completely natural. I am a child of nature, and I have a rare appreciation for the beauty of nature. I love absolutely all forms of precipitation. Rain, Snow, Sleet, Hail. It doesn't matter to me. Powerful thunder and lightning storms spark something inside of me. Standing on my porch, or in the street, watching the dangerous, dark cloud churning, I experience nothing short of a massive adrenaline rush. I feel alive and powerful. It feels as though the storm is channeling it's fury into me. At the same time, I feel so relaxed and secure. I feel much safer in a wicked down pour, than on a beach in the blazing sun. I would much rather run through a dark forest in a lightning storm, than to hide inside a house. There is something so, uplifting about seeing a bright red ribbon of lightning streak across a churning purple cloud. So, erotic. Some of the best sex of my life, has stemmed from either watching a thunderstorm, or being in it. Something purely instinctive awakens inside me when I hear a loud crack of thunder. At the loudest thunderclaps, I start like everyone else, but my suprise quickly turns into animalistic passion. There is nothing in the world like a powerful thunderstorm. Rain crashing down on the world, thunder beating into the sky, lightning screaming it's beauty across the churning clouds, wind falling hundred year old trees helplessly. It's beautiful. And I am always in the middle of it.
I have RPed in just about every possible manner. Chat Room RPs, Message Board RPs, Instant Message RPs, E-mail RPs, and a few times in 7th grade I actually role-played Android 18 when my friends would play Dragonball Z. [ I was the only blonde -_-; ] I love[d] Role Playing. Kevin and I used to Role Play through E-mails, and I'll never forget those. They were great. Though I have to say, the best RPGs I've ever been in, were on Otaku. And the three top, all had Raiha in them. :P X-Men. X-Men 2. And Dragonhearts. Those were the best RPGs of my life.
Well, it's impossible for men to ever know how women think. Women are naturally born more intelligent. [ This is why we've been suppressed and degraded for centuries ] Men can only think on two levels. Women can think on multiple planes. It's not possible for men to understand the way women think, because we think differently. The majority of the men in the world stick with the belief that 'There is either right. Or there is wrong.' Only two possibilities, only two planes. Women know that there are multiple possibilities, with different reprocussions, good or bad. There are no absolutes. This confuses the majority of the men in the world. Since most men do not udnerstand that, they then get angry at being confused, and since humans are naturally arrogant, men jump to defense immedeately, and push the blame on women.
Keep always in mind, that I said there are no absolutes, therefor, this does not apply to all men. For example, Harlequin is ridiculously intelligent, as is DeathKnight.
Buy batteries in bulk. Never forget your CD player. Ever. Was it not for my CD player, I would not have made it through freshman year. Of course, I was given numerous detentions [ that I never attended ] for listening to music between classes. Buy those little itty bitty headphones that fit in your ear. You can stick one in your ear and hide it with a beanie. I can't tell you how many horrible tests I got through simply by listening to Aerosmith or Eifel 65 in one ear.
As for the social interaction, don't worry about it. You're going to spend a lot more time worrying about the upper classmen, then they're going to spend worrying about you.
Expect to be teased about being 'fresh meat' or a 'freshie'. Personally I enjoyed being called a 'freshie'.
The best advice I can give you, is have fun. You're only going to be a freshman in highschool once. My freshman year was by far the best year of my life. Life is so much more relaxed and easy-going. The work is harder, but the atmosphere is great. If you're into the punk scene, you'll be amazed at how many shows there are. Go to as many as you can.
My friends are all very different. I have some friends who would take my secrets to the grave, and I have others that would gladly run and tell the supermarket tabloids if they thought they could get enough oney from it.
Then again, I don't really have much to hide. I don't care who knows what about me. Though no one has, if someone were to ask me, I'd gladly tell them that I visit Yaoi sites. I'd probably even recommend a few for their looking pleasure. :D