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[size=1][IMG]http://img264.imageshack.us/img264/6282/tag20body20spray20singliv1.jpg[/IMG] One spray before class should do it.[/size]

[size=1]As of right now, my family has two pets. My cat, Lucas Skywalker, who is honestly psychotic... he chases invisible demons in the middle of the night, and he is extremely bipolar. But, you know, he's still nice and adorable. He's also a little chubby. Anyway. I got him at a shelter for my 11th birthday. His old family was incredibly abusive, so maybe that's why he's so odd. But, they even named him Bulls**t... how horrible... So. We adopted him, and he's been living lazily ever since. Our family is known for raising fat cats... like Chester and Billy. Chester was a nice 35 pounds, and made an amazing pillow. A few years ago, he died at age six, because he just stopped eating one day. Ah... sad times. Billy just died of old age, but, we were proud of his 28 pounds, haha. (If you want to see a picture of Lucas, I posted a picture of the two of us over in that one picture thread.) And then, we have a golden retreiver. Her name is Keira, and she's not even a year old yet. But she's just stupid. Oh man. I thought me having a dog would help me get over not liking them, but it made it worse. I prefer cats, most definitely. Okay, usually I'm on good terms with Keira. But a few days ago she ate my favorite pair of high tops. >> Anyway, I named her, even though she's my mom's dog. The family was like, "aww, let's name her Baby." and I said, "HOW ABOUT NOT! I don't take part in beastiality, thank you. How about Keira?" And it sort of stuck. Yeah. I've had a lot of pets, though. Such a hermit crabs, canibalistic gold fish, and so on.[/size]

[quote name='2007DigitalBoy][COLOR=DarkOrange]Reading that I pulled back, but just one more time i'm going to go ahead and do it anyway. That's because [B]Fyxe [/B'] is a saucy mama and deserves her credit!!! *bows to the moustace* that reminds me of this pic of my brothers and their friends when I drew blue Piere moustaches on them and called them jouque-pierre all day XD. I'd pull it up if it weren't that I don't want to but my brothers on the internet-space. Me mum's the paranoid type so i do as she says, less it be me own image surfin the web.>_< Gar, yer moustache be bringin out me inner pirate these last coupl'a sentences...[/COLOR][/quote] [size=1]In the mustache and goat, I claimed that it was an alter-ego, and that his name was Pistachio. I think my favorite part about that picture is Lucas Skywalker... he was not happy with me after that photo. Oh... my... SaiyanPrincessX... you wouldn't mind if I kidnapped you, would you?[/size]

[size=1][b]Name:[/b] Shayla L'mei (most people call her Shay) [b]Age:[/b] 20 [b]Gender:[/b] Female [b]Appearance:[/b] See attatchment Shay prefers baggy button-up blouses, and is quite partial to men's jeans. A pair of Vans unicon slip on shoes tend to fit her feet snug. In contrast to her somewhat "butch" appearance, she always wears a lot of make-up. [b]Biography:[/b] Shay dropped out of high school at sixteen, with her parent's consent, and demanded to move out of her boring country town. She moved to the big city, chasing dreams of bigger and better opportunities... and girls. Unable to hold any of her normal jobs (she was often caught stealing from the stores she was hired into), she started up a streetside business. Ever since she was small, Shay could change her appearance to others thru illusion. Nothing big, and nothing for long. She could also read people's memories. Not exactly mind reading, such as, she could not read their thoughts. But, upon contact, Shay could see whatever memory someone was thinking of. Using these gifts to her advantage, she told people on the street that she could "contact the dead." The way this would work: She'd ask to touch someone's hand, and tell them to think of a deceased loved one. By looking at the appearance of this past person, she would then make the illusion of changing her face to that person's. Therefore, giving the customer the chance to "speak with their loved one" for a brief time. Needless to say, this business began getting popular, and Shay was raking in the cash. A man came to her one day, and saw thru her fascade. He did not reveal her to her customers, however, and simply told her of Esper Hall. Gave her a card, a vanished. Giving it some thought, Shay thought, "What the hell?" and made her way onward. [b]Powers:[/b] Illusion; changing her appearance in the eyes of others. Reading other's memories. [b]Affinity:[/b] A girl that loooves the ladies. [b]Other facts:[/b] Shay seems like a very nice, reserved girl at first glance. Doesn't get too involved with things, stays very withdrawn. She likes to stay mysterious, kind, and artistic from afar. Sensual and romantic. But this is just part of her charm. Once she draws someone in, she is very manipulative. She is also a pathological liar. She cannot help but lie about just about everything. However, there is always a truth to the lie, right? Deep down, Shay is just as she seems from far away. Her life is to draw. If she loves you, you can tell, because she will constantly use you as her muse and model. Has a strong predjudice against heterosexuals. Will treat her present girlfriend like a princess. ------------------- Hope that's fine, but I can always change things, of course.[/size]

[size=1][IMG]http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v177/ShadowFox71/fkslfkd.jpg[/IMG] Look and learn, fellas. Ladies love the mustache. Okay, okay. This is me being serious... Sex chaaange. [IMG]http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v177/ShadowFox71/aww.jpg[/IMG][/size]

[size=1]I don't believe someone is ever "too young" to know, realize, or worry about their sexuality. Most people that are actually gay don't address it for a long time. I mean, if you don't really ever think about it, you never worry about it, or try to "find yourself." At the same time, you always sort of know. I guess. Haha. I mean, the first time I fell for a girl (hard, might I add) I looked back, and sort of realized it was obvious through my actions and thoughts from when I was younger. (I mean, I always wanted to be the husband, or boyfriend, when some of my friends would play 'house.' Little things like that.) But if you aren't sure whether it's a phase or not, if I were you, I wouldn't put yourself out there, saying you are bisexual, or gay. Because, if you find out later that is WAS a phase, it'll be hard as hell to pull yourself back up out of the hole you just dug. Experimentation is not rare at all. I mean, have you ever heard of LUGs? Lesbians Until Graduation. Meaning, high school or college girls do a lot of sexual activities with other girls, until they graduate. And then they end up marrying a guy. To me, that's annoying as hell. But, people get curious. :P Anyway. I wouldn't get too uptight about it. Only time, and experience, can tell. :)[/size]

[size=1]1. Subaru (.hack//SIGN) 2. Sasami (Tenchi Muyo!) 3. Yukino (Kare Kano: His and Her Circumstances) 4. Miroku (InuYasha) - okay, I put this one in for my own amusement 5. Sasuke (Naruto) - hell, come one, you know the fangirls will be all over that. Chya 6. Edward Wong Hau Pepelu Tivrusky IV (Cowboy Bebop) See. I aimed for girls. Miroku is the only guy on there... and no, I don't count Sasuke as a boy. (Ryoko would be a kickass president BTW, so thank you Ikillion.)[/size]

[size=1]Oh god, I had a dream the other night that I was pregnant. It was so real, I woke up thinking I was carrying a baby. That was freaky. Anywho. I would take the test before you jump to conclusions, honey. You could easily be stressing out over nothing. Besides, if you used protection, your best bet is that there wasn't a leak. However, it might be wise to take birth control, too. Because then your periods will be more regular, and it sets up an extra wall of protection. [/size]

[size=1]I'm a girl that likes to see her girls real. Lesbian hentai just doesn't work for me. However, I do think yuri stories are adorable. It doesn't turn me on, though. I'm a real lady, I watch [B]The L Word[/B].[/size]

[size=1]I've never actually had something happen. On the first and last day of school, however, I am getting known for dressing up in extreme outfits. This year for my last day of school, I was dominatrix Robin. :cool: [/size]

[size=1]Can't say I've ever had alligator. Seems like the meat would be a little rough. Hmm. I've eaten bugs... unintentionally, of course. When you are running down a hill laughing, the whole ordeal is inevitable. :/[/size]

[size=1]... urgh. How do I feel? Exhausted... lonely... and sick. Well, the sick part was because I just played DDR for an hour right after I ate a burrito. So. Bad idea on my part. Let's see. Ever since I got out of school for summer vacation, I've been working non-stop, and when I'm not working, I'm in Driver's Ed class, out practicing driving, or sleeping. That is what is making me so... tired. I really just want to sit back and relax for vacation, but I can't. I hardly even have enough time to sleep any more. Thank Azura for the days off book at work. (I took all of this weekend off, to be lazy. :p) Then again, I am slightly grateful for being so busy. Because, recently, I've been going thru a lot of **** with some people... especially my ex-boyfriend, and it's been all around miserable. So, when I'm busy, at least I don't constantly dwell over it. However, now I don't have time to write, go to concerts, or play video games... which sucks the fun out of vacation. :( In my spare time, though, I usually watch [b].hack//Roots[/b] and [b]The L Word[/b] (I've fallen in love with this show, by the way. Soft core porn with amazing plot twists! Haha.) Last night I went thru one of these unpleasant panic attack things. Sometimes when I'm feeling super lonely, and I start thinking about things, I just freak out. I get really desperate for company. None of my friends were around, so I IMed this kid that has a huge crush on me. So we met up. Usually I can't stand him, but, I just needed someone around. It probably wasn't the best plan, because every time I show any interest in hanging out with him, he tries to like get with me. >> But he controlled himself, which I am very thankful of, haha. Yeah, whatever. At least I had somewhere to vent. :O[/size]

[size=1]I am the least ambitious person I know. I have absolutely no plans for the future, I believe it destroys the whole "live in the moment" vibe that I enjoy so much. So when people start asking me about what I want to do with my future, I get sort of weirded out. I just don't like it. Currently, I am going to be heading into 10th grade, a sophmore in high school. So I still have a few years. But, anyway, I honestly have no motive or desire to go to college. People tell me that is the dumbest thing I could do, especially because I'm "gifted"... or whatever. :p But, you know, I figure... what's the point of wasting four years of my life, and all of that money? Especially when I can make the same amount of money doing something even easier than a job I'd get because of going thru college. Bartender, anyone? Haha. I really enjoy writing, but I have no idea yet if I'd be able to make a stable career out of that. And, really, I'm not so worried about that. I honestly cannot see myself getting a normal job, and working for the rest of my life. I am not that sort of person. If I ever get married, I just want to be a house wife. And I am totally serious. People think there is something wrong with me because I think this way. So, apparently, I'm going nowhere really fast. Yay. :) ... Therefore.... I wouldn't say I have any advice for you. Sorry. XD[/size]

[size=1] 1. Rurouni Kenshin 2. Samurai Deeper Kyo 3. Samurai Pizza Cats !!!! Decided to be different on the last two, I don't care if they are wrong. :p (I just realized how [I]weird[/I] the word 'samurai' looks.)[/size]

[size=1]Oh, [B]Mindless Self Indulgence[/B] =

[size=1]Depending on how old you are, it could be easier to learn Japanese. For instance, if you are younger, there are a lot more sources. A lot of high schools and colleges offer it in their foriegn language programs. However, if you are out of college, finding a class may be a little more difficult, not impossible, but very difficult. I think one of the best ways to learn is to experience it yourself. Find someone in person that knows Japanese, and take lessons from them. Finding someone wouldn't exactly be a cake walk, either, though. Haha. If those things don't work out for you, there are always computer courses or CDs/DVDs you can buy, and also books. But it's harder to learn from books, considering you cannot hear how to pronounce it. It may not be completely easy, but nothing worth it is easy. Good luck. :)[/size]

[size=1]"Man, okay, does anyone else feel like we've stumbled into the wonderful world of Disney, on speed? Because [I]that[/I] was not normal," Solace squeaked nervously, pointing a shaking finger at where the black-robed figures had been pushed thru the wall. "And, and, [I]dang[/I]... what is with you being Aqua Man all of the sudden?" She looked at Nathan. The group of boys laughed, and Solace couldn't help but smile sheepishly in reply. "Sorry, haha, I'm not used to this kind of stuff," She spoke in her defense. "You could say that again," Cody said, patting her on the shoulder. Even though, before, Solace hadn't felt the effects of the strange blue world around her, suddenly a pressure was against her eyes, makign her need to blink. At first she thought she was going to cry, but that was ridiculous. Maybe they really [I]were[/I] in water. "Wait, wait. If this is water around us, how are we breathing?" Ruhe shrugged, "How is any of this happening?" "Good poi-," But before she could finish, a violent shudder traveled thru the floor. They all looked around, startled, attempting to find the source. "Crap, guys, I'm really scared. Someone hold my hand," Solace let out, causing all of the boys to exchange nervous glances.[/size]

[size=1]Thanks for the feedback, DigitalBoy, I'm glad you enjoyed it. :) As for what this particular poem is about, you're right, it has to do with religion. I've heard a lot of horror stories about priests and pastors molesting young children, so I mainly based the poem around that idea. When it talks about telling him the truth in confession, he is calling the child a liar. For this, he convinces the child that he/she is full of sin. And the way to repent, and rid him or herself of these sins, he/she must do as the pastor demands. [i]To repent for false sins, If you eat your words, you gain nothing. ?Bow to your knees, my child.? Eat his, and you will be saved.[/i] This part means the child begins to try and make up false sins, so the pastor will stop calling him a liar for being innocent. It also basically states that if you admit your faults, you are still frowned upon by the pastor. And, well, the third and forth lines are rather suggestive. The line you were curious about talks about how the child cannot find any more support, no one will listen to him about what is happening. He does not understand why he is so sinful according to the pastor, but being young and naive, he figures the pastor is right. So he no longer sympathizes with himself either... the child's inner self is refered to as a demon because he is told he is wrong/evil. And, yes. I feel very heavily about this subject. It's really terrible that someone you are supposed to trust manipulates you like that. Especially a man under holy oath. Bleeh. Anywho. I think I might get some other ones up later if I can. I've been busy. :/[/size]

[size=1]I rarely write poems, unless I am in study hall and have some teenage-angst-ridden issue on my mind. However, that's not the case today. Last night I couldn't sleep, so I just started writing this poem. It is incredibly different from any other poems I have ever written. I'm not quite sure what to think of it, though. For one, I've never dealt with such an intense topic in any of my poems. Second, I have always made my work rhyme. This is the first to not. Ah well, anyway. I want to see what all of you think of this. Comments are always appreciated. .......... Taught to kiss the sun, Found your lips too many times burned. Desperation for new hope, A fresh practice readily born. Your Demon of reason lends no more sympathy, Left forsaken to ponder why you are immoral. His Angel of deceit plays upon the flaws, Voiced how innocence twists to corruption. For the confessed truth, I am depicted a liar. Yet with guiltless speech, Closer I am set to the fire. To repent for false sins, If you eat your words, you gain nothing. ?Bow to your knees, my child.? Eat his, and you will be saved. Chances to reconcile have long ago rotten, But the waning spirit struggles to survive. Constant, resurfaced bruises again to the floor; Your Father knows his faithful. ............ I will probably put some more poems up later, if I have nothing better to do. :)[/size]

[size=1]"Ah man," Solace got up off the ground, but it didn't change the fact that all of the others were taller than her. "Haha! I'm the only girl. I'm scared." The boys looked confused, but she just rubbed her cheek with her hand and stuck her tongue out. She looked at the German boy. "I really like your name. Ruhe... that means peace, right?" She smiled at him, but he didn't reply right away, so she decided to introduce herself. "Anyway... uhhh... I'm Solace. I'm from America... California to be exact. Bleh, no one ever cares about the town." She looked to the ground, feeling strangely embarassed. It was empty without James around, since they were constantly together. To keep herself busy, she straightened her Bambi shirt and then peered at the rest of the island. "Dang, this is weird."[/size]

[size=1]Solace hung onto her friend's hand, waiting patiently as he thumbed thru the DVDs. "Let's rent [I]Thumbelinaaaaa[/I]," she begged. "No, we watched that last weekend. I don't think I could stand watching all those freaky animals go after her again. That beetle? Argh." "Please, James? Pleeeaaassse? You can sing the songs with me, haha!" Solace replied, looking longingly at the old VHS case. "Anything but that. Here, I'll rent you the re-release of Cinderella." "Yay!" James grabbed the DVD and took it to the front counter. Solace kept hold of his hand as he payed for the rental. After deciding to buy some cotton candy as well, Solace went to the door and held it open. "There you go, lady." James rolled his eyes, passing thru the doorway. "Thanks, [B]man[/B]." "Dang, we should dress me up as a little boy tomorrow," Solace called after him, letting the door fall shut. She jumped into the passenger seat of his car and he handed the DVD case to her. "Yeah, well, I don't think I have anything small enough to fit you. Sorry." "We could steal your little brother's clothes! I like his baggy butch pants." Solace continued to talk in detail about what she'd do if she were a boy for a day as they drove back to James's house. "I'm tired," she informed him suddenly, right as they pulled into his driveway. "You mean I rented this for nothing?" "No! I'll still watch it." However, as soon as they settled on the couch and popped the DVD in, she was out. James just chuckled and let her head rest on his arm. Random naps were no stranger to Solace, and being her best friend, James had grown used to them. ................ [I]Ah man, I gotta pee...[/I] Was the first thought that came to Solace's mind. It was probably the sound of waves provoking her bladder. Solace breathed deeply through her nose, and quickly sputtered. "AH!" She rose to her knees quickly, coughing and rubbing her nose. She had inhaled sand! Puzzled, Solace looked down at the ground. Sand? Wait... waves? She rubbed her face, which was grainy with the sand. "Blehhh." She let out. Then, looking up from the ground, she spotted other people watching her from not so far away. They were laughing, probably at her. Immediately going red, Solace covered her face with her hands. But she slowly lowered them again. "Uh... uh... where am I?" She called to the other people shyly.[/size]

[size=1]Oh, well... McDonald's customers scare the crap out of me. One time this guy charged up to me, shoved his receipt in my face and said something I couldn't understand. He was like really big and hairy, so his appearence was enough to freak me out. Anyway, he proceeded to yell at me about not getting a snack wrap for half an hour. He was still chewing something, so as he was screaming at me, he was also spitting food on me. Attractive. But, yeah, he was freaking out on me. And then he started yelling about how he had rabbits in the car, and if they died, [I]I[/I] was going to have to pay for new ones. What the hell? It was like 90 degrees out, why would you leave rabbits in a hot car? Obviously he wasn't smart enough to take his food to go. The sad thing was, he had this really cute little girl that was being very polite to me, while he was being a lesser version of Tarzan. So once we finally got his snack wrap to him, he muttered something like, "Fast food my ***." My manager was very pissed off about the whole encounter. She freaked out and said, "That's bulls**t, I made that snack warp myself! You know, that snack wrap was probably what he was spitting at you." and she kept swearing, haha. I love my manager. Otherwise, us workers have some interesting conversations, I guess. Such as today... we talked about how we needed a strip pole in the middle of our work area. So I started beat-boxing some stripper music and we all started dancing. Also, I found out today that our cash registers are cross-dressers.[/size]

[size=1][b]Name:[/b] Jacoba [b]Power:[/b] Acute senses. She can hear, see, feel, and taste things that others cannot. She can hear a noise or see an object from almost five miles away. If she concentrates hard enough, she can almost swear she can see through walls. [b]Personality and Description:[/b] Jacoba is a spindly freshman in college. Her hair is a startling shade of orange, and her pale skin is decorated with an immense amount of freckles. Most people call her "Ginger" because of these attributes, a name she hates to hear uttered. Her style is what you'd consider sporty; she likes to show off her legs in shorts, and always has on a shirt that references to a team. Jacoba is infamous for her big mouth and nosy disposition. She lives for the latest gossip and is known to coax a secret out of someone, only to spread it around school faster than lightning. Many people find her very irritating, and she is not able to hold down a friend for long. She loves snooping around in other people's things, attempting to dig up dirt on them. And once she decides she wants to know something, she won't shut up about it until she makes someone spill their guts. To Jacoba, her powers are her blessing. It makes it far easier for her to listen in on private conversations, or even spy on people from a safe distance.[/size]

[size=1]So. Secretly, we've all thought about it. If you had your own TV show, or you just had a song magically follow you every where... what would your theme song be? As for me... I'd have to say... "I Was Born a Unicorn" by The Unicorns. Why? Because I'm a superfag like that. And, also... I guess, ever since I got these unicorn socks at Target, I've been having some unicorn issues. It just shows up randomly in conversations, I can't make it stop. So, you know, I think that'd be the perfect theme song for me right now. Aaaand, if it was my TV show opening... it'd be like me in this unicorn costume, lassoing a horse with a horn duct taped onto it's forehead, and then I'd just sort of ride it off into the rainbow or something to find some skittles. Or a lesbian lover. Either way, I'm good. WHAT ABOUT YOU?[/size]

[size=1][b]1.[/b] Yes, I eat lunch every day if I can. At school, I eat salad, usually... because... well... our school lunches are questionable. And our school is required to have a salad bar every day because of the Iowa health laws. If there isn't salad bar (which is rare)... I eat a sammich or corndog. If I'm home, I eat whatever. Usually not something too healthy, but, bleh. [b]2.[/b] Today I had a cheeseburger, fries, and Dr Pepper from McDonald's. I've actually been eating this a lot, ever since I started getting seven hour shifts at McDonald's... and, let me tell you... eating that for three days in a row really starts to get to you. It makes me want to wretch, haha. [b]3.[/b] I can't say I usually plan for further lunches. Well. Sometimes I might think... "Hey, a burrito from Taco John's sounds pretty good. Maybe I'll get one tomorrow." But, I always want a burrito... it doesn't always mean I get it. :P [b]4.[/b] Uh uh... the closest thing I've had to a lunch date was me and my ex boyfriend eating cookie dough while watching Power Rangers on my couch. It was special, I guess. Haha.[/size]