Fate

[color=teal]The movie was terribly overdone, but I wouldn't mind seeing it again just to get an extra serving of cheese. It as enjoyable for the cliches alone.[/color]

[color=teal]I'm reading a cute little manga called "Galaxy Angel." Milfuelle is so much like me that it's shocking.[/color]

[color=teal]This is a funny story. I actually didn't know a thing about sex until I was fifteen. I actually thought anything sexual in my mind would send me straight to hell, so I refused to get giddy when I saw anything sexually-related. My boyfriend verbally explained some aspects of sex to me, and all of my misconceptions went away. It was the weirdest conversation I've ever had in my life.[/color]

[color=teal]Christ, I hated IX. Thankfully, Square Enix isn't going to make a sequel. The game was absolutely horrid. (I hate Puck.)[/color]

[color=teal]*sigh* Money for clothes, money for makeup, money for shoes... It's difficult getting all of that stuff. I try my best not to be materialistic, since I don't have much money to begin with. I want new stuff, but my financial situation won't allow it. Otherwise, I'd be a moderate spender. [/color] :)

[color=teal]The worst games would have to be Superman 64 and Glover. Bad play control on the both of them. Glitchy graphics and gameplay. They were disturbing.[/color]

[color=teal][i]Anorexia[/i] is something I almost went through. Luckily, I caught myself from falling before it was too late. Someone told me I was beautiful inside AND out. It took me a while to realize that he meant it.[/color]

[color=teal]A subject I know plenty of... I have ADHD. It's really annoying when I find out that I'm not paying attention when I should be. I have to take Ritalin, which brings me to a semi-normal state. To do my best at school, though, I have to take these focus pills to keep me on track. It's difficult, yes, but at least my grades are better than everyone else's.[/color]

[color=teal]"Beauty" is something I've had several conflicts with. Sometimes I hated myself for not being a Britney or another "beautiful" person. I've even broken my mirror out of pure disgust for myself. It's such an underrated thing, true beauty. People look for physical aspects, which, with my old thinking, made me despise myself even more. All of those well-endowed women are so lucky, I thought. Lately, I've come to the realization that people [i]already tell me I'm beautiful.[/i] I simply ignored them because I didn't believe it myself. I took a long, hard look at the broken shards of my mirror. I found a piece that wasn't broken. I picked it up and looked at myself. I started looking at the good things that I have. I focused on the good. Okay, so I am physically well-endowed. So what? Just because I didn't notice it, it doesn't mean that it isn't true. I've become level-headed enough to skimp on the "omgimsonotbutifal" routine, because it's simply not true. This might sound cheesy, but I think that if more people were to focus on what they have, not what they don't, we'd have a lot more people walking with their heads up high.[/color]

[color=teal]If I could control my life, I'd be a physics genius with an MIT PhD. I'd be the best f***king graphic artist on the planet. I'd live with my smart and cute Boy in a moderate house with NO children. I'd have all the clothes in the world and I would be so nice as to be named the next Mother Theresa. Too bad I'll only get to the MIT and Boy part.[/color]

[color=teal]I was born in America but raised in Britain, which accounts for my accent. Currently, however, I live in America after my [i]tragic[/i] move from London. I am part Japanese from my mother's side, and part Spanish from my father's side.[/color]

[color=teal]I know the songs by heart. I sing them all the time, you know, minus the screaming. My voice isn't used to a vocal rape.[/color]

[color=teal]I know perfect English. I'm working on Spanish (difficult language) because the rest of my family speaks it and I'm the only one that doesn't too well. I know bits and pieces of Japanese, which is even more difficult. I'll get it.[/color]

[color=teal]First Name: Just call me Kitty Age: Sixteen Hair Color: Brown, with some highlights Eye Color: Light brown, contacts make blue Height: In American? 5'2" Wardrobe: Cutesy girly stuff with skater stuff on select days Personality: Quiet, a closet nerd Hair Style: Short and cute Favorite Music Type: Rock, and for some reason, Outkast Favorite musical Band/Artist: ? Hobbies: Videogames, drawing, looking cute, just sitting[/color]

[color=teal]Maybe I'm weird... I've never had the chicken pox or flu-ish stuff before. The problem with me is that I'm so vulnerable to diseases that I have to constantly be on guard because I'm always sick with a cold or a fever. My immune system is so terrible, a flu could kill me if I'm not treated carefully. My mom says I do it to myself because I hardly eat. No nutrition.[/color]