I do NOT own Sailor Moon, especially my beloved Haruka and Michiru. I just want them to be happy ::sniffles::
Tenou Haruka's Journal
Entries 1-5
December 3
My name is Tenou Haruka. I just moved into the city of Tokyo. My counselor had suggested that I move as quickly as my finances would let me. She also said I should keep a running journal. That's way I can keep track of my feelings.
You see, I was...well, am suffering from depression. The anniversary of the death of my parents is this month, I always get down this time of the year.
I started visiting a counselor secretly last year, when I started having suicidal thoughts. She told me that it was stress from living in the same home that I grew up in. She suggested that I move, to a place close, but yet out of the city.
That happened to work out for me. I am a race car drver. I raced for an amatuer team then I got an offer from a proffessional team in Tokyo. Now it's easier on me. I'm still unpacking. I just wated to take a break to make my first entry. I start season practice tomorrow with my new team. I'm anxious, but at the same time I'm nervous. I'm still young, I don't know these people and they don't know me. I don't know how they're going to treat me. Wish me luck.
*Haruka*
December 4
I'm beat...to say the least. Practice was long. I ran almost 100 laps in the new car I was given. It has more power then my old one did. I could feel the difference in speed, control, and traction around the curves.
There are only 3 other racers on the team, they were nice and supporting of me. they helped me learn things that are different between amatuer and proffessional racing. It wasn't really much.
I couldn't help but chuckle to myself when I was alone. I'm a girl, and I don't think the rest of the team realizes that. It's funny though sad at the same time. i'm afraid to tell them because i don't know how they'd start to treat me then. So I'll just keep it to myself. there's still a few more little things I have to do around my home.
*Haruka*
December 5
The same problem I had back at home is coming back to haunt me. I like girls. Yes, I'm homosexual. When people found out at home, they would beat me up on a regular basis. so from that point on I swore to myself to keep it a secret.
Today, though, I thought my heart would jump out of my chest. the guys and I went out to a restaurant after practice today. That's when I saw the most beautiful women. She was the violin player.
She played with such ease. She had a piano accompanyment. I took note to the pianist's mistakes and her wincing, also noticing them.
The guys were daring my to go and talk to her after she finished. I couldn't. I didn't have the guts. Still being new in towk, I didn't want to give well-known people a bad impression of me.
On the way home, I was waiting for the light to change. I was looking around, still getting used to this large city. I saw a sign in front of the theater that read. "Presenting proffessional violinist Kaiou Michiru." I had quickly written down the phone number so I can call tomorrow to see if there were any tickets left. I hope I can get something close so I can see her face.
*Haruka*
December 6
I got lucky today. I didn't see the date on the poster. Barely any tickets had been sold for the concert. It wasn't until the 30th. I bought a ticket. I'm sitting 3 seats to the left of the center of row 2.
I've got practice later. I don't want to go. I don't feel like running 100 laps.
*Haruka*
December10
It's been a few days. I've been getting down. The anniversary of my parents death is the 12th. I plan on going back home to visit they're grave and telling them about my life in Tokyo. And about my racing and the concert, and Michiru.
I went to bed crying last night. I miss my mom and dad so much. I remember the day they died almost like it was yesterday. I was with them in the car. It happened to quickly. I'm crying, I have to go.
*Haruka*
Tenou Haruka's Journal
Entries 1-5
December 3
My name is Tenou Haruka. I just moved into the city of Tokyo. My counselor had suggested that I move as quickly as my finances would let me. She also said I should keep a running journal. That's way I can keep track of my feelings.
You see, I was...well, am suffering from depression. The anniversary of the death of my parents is this month, I always get down this time of the year.
I started visiting a counselor secretly last year, when I started having suicidal thoughts. She told me that it was stress from living in the same home that I grew up in. She suggested that I move, to a place close, but yet out of the city.
That happened to work out for me. I am a race car drver. I raced for an amatuer team then I got an offer from a proffessional team in Tokyo. Now it's easier on me. I'm still unpacking. I just wated to take a break to make my first entry. I start season practice tomorrow with my new team. I'm anxious, but at the same time I'm nervous. I'm still young, I don't know these people and they don't know me. I don't know how they're going to treat me. Wish me luck.
*Haruka*
December 4
I'm beat...to say the least. Practice was long. I ran almost 100 laps in the new car I was given. It has more power then my old one did. I could feel the difference in speed, control, and traction around the curves.
There are only 3 other racers on the team, they were nice and supporting of me. they helped me learn things that are different between amatuer and proffessional racing. It wasn't really much.
I couldn't help but chuckle to myself when I was alone. I'm a girl, and I don't think the rest of the team realizes that. It's funny though sad at the same time. i'm afraid to tell them because i don't know how they'd start to treat me then. So I'll just keep it to myself. there's still a few more little things I have to do around my home.
*Haruka*
December 5
The same problem I had back at home is coming back to haunt me. I like girls. Yes, I'm homosexual. When people found out at home, they would beat me up on a regular basis. so from that point on I swore to myself to keep it a secret.
Today, though, I thought my heart would jump out of my chest. the guys and I went out to a restaurant after practice today. That's when I saw the most beautiful women. She was the violin player.
She played with such ease. She had a piano accompanyment. I took note to the pianist's mistakes and her wincing, also noticing them.
The guys were daring my to go and talk to her after she finished. I couldn't. I didn't have the guts. Still being new in towk, I didn't want to give well-known people a bad impression of me.
On the way home, I was waiting for the light to change. I was looking around, still getting used to this large city. I saw a sign in front of the theater that read. "Presenting proffessional violinist Kaiou Michiru." I had quickly written down the phone number so I can call tomorrow to see if there were any tickets left. I hope I can get something close so I can see her face.
*Haruka*
December 6
I got lucky today. I didn't see the date on the poster. Barely any tickets had been sold for the concert. It wasn't until the 30th. I bought a ticket. I'm sitting 3 seats to the left of the center of row 2.
I've got practice later. I don't want to go. I don't feel like running 100 laps.
*Haruka*
December10
It's been a few days. I've been getting down. The anniversary of my parents death is the 12th. I plan on going back home to visit they're grave and telling them about my life in Tokyo. And about my racing and the concert, and Michiru.
I went to bed crying last night. I miss my mom and dad so much. I remember the day they died almost like it was yesterday. I was with them in the car. It happened to quickly. I'm crying, I have to go.
*Haruka*