Umeda-sensei
 http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=bEpQ8fFQ7Rk everyone visit this website!!!!! "Look out for the Blah Blah Blah's Roxas!!" About Me Name: you can call me Kira. Gender: Female, though i act and dress like a tomboy. i hate girly stuff, and believe that pink is an evil color. Age: 17, in my senior year of high school. Orientation: bisexual. Religion: Christian. currently attending a non-denominational church. School Activities that I'm involved in: marching band, concert band, japanese club, math team, S.A.V.E. (students against violations of the environment; our environmental club), Images (our school's literary magazine), hacky sack club (when we had one), drama productions (mostly musicals--i work backstage only!), literary team, newspaper, computer club, and whatever else comes up, such as volunteering opportunities and open houses. Non-school Activities: writing (short stories and poems), reading (its my life!), and volunteering whenever i have time. Favorite Foods: everything. literally. i'm like Choji from Naruto; ill eat just about anything. the difference is that i have a high metabolism, whereas Choji...not so much. Favorite Drinks: Coke, Sweet Tea, Stewart's Orange 'n Cream, blue stuff (marching band version of bug juice; essentially watered down gatorade. its amazing!). Manga I read: Chobits, Ouran High School Host Club, Maximum Ride, Vampire Kisses, Vampire Game, Record of a Fallen Vampire, Vampire Doll, Drama Con, Rosario + Vampire, Vampire Night, Tsubasa Reservoir Chronicles, + Anima, Aqua, Hana Kimi, Nana, Bleach, Absolute Boyfriend, Sand Chronicles, Fruits Basket, xxxHolic, The Dreaming, Black Cat, Busou Renkin, Cardcaptor Sakura, Death Note, Imadoki Nowadays, Inuyasha, Land of the Blindfolded, Millenium Snow, Negima, Paradise Kiss, Ultra Maniac, Zombie Powder, Galaxy Angels, Sgt. Frog, Magic Knights Rayearth, Meru Puri...gah! theres so many! ill be updating the list as i think of other titles. Upcoming Stuff in my life: got a girlfriend! love the girl to death, but sadly my dad hates her because she has pink hair, and isnt afraid to be herself. dumb parents. i have so much going on with college...its crazy!!! Stuff I found on other peoples profiles: For people that hate stereotypes: If you think people should just shut up and stop, put this on your profile. (BOLD the ones you are.) ／l、 kitty! This is Kitty. Copy and paste Kitty into your ()() Copy and paste this bunny into your profile to help it achieve world domination. Come to the dark side (we have cupcakes.) For me, crazy is a loose term. Crazy is when you start dancing in Walmart to its chessy music. Crazy is when u laugh uncontrolable at your own jokes. Crazy is when you stare at a pencil and laugh when someone asks you what is so interesting about the eraser. Crazy is when you have an hour-long sob fest, and then start singing and dancing when your favorite song comes on. Crazy is when you do or say a completely random thing, like "Do you ever wonder where the eraser bits go?" or having a thumbwar with yourself. Crazy is when you type up all your favorite sayings, print them off and tape them to your wall, just for something to do. Crazy is when you laugh when nothing's funny.Crazy is when you crack up if someone says "Oatmeal!". Crazy is when you forget what you're saying in the middle of a sentence. Crazy is when you take the time to write down stuff like this and memorize it. Crazy is when you memorized every single line of the Kingdom Hearts series.Crazy is when your so obsessed with Roxas (KH 2) that you bang on the T.V. every now and then to see if he will come out .(Yes this is the real Sam from Storms; Crossover Mania LOL) I LOVE ROXAS!! Crazy is when your are going through this as a checklist. Crazy is when you quote Charlie the Unicorn at random momments. Crazy is when you eat twenty pixie sticks in one day. Crazy is when your crazy. Crazy is when start talking nonsense everyday during gym. Crazy is when you break your computer because Riku and the whole of StarClan told you to (ALL FEAR RIKU!! ~Crystillianray). Crazy is when you have serious conversations with your friend about having a black hole in your boobs. Crazy is when you start having spontaneous and perfectly serious argume-ahem, discussions with the characters you created inside your head, and you listen to their advice. (Actually, half of them are cleverer than me. I have no idea how), Crazy is when you say you’re brain has a mind of it’s own after you came up with a REALLY crackish KH story in your newly-awakened-from-sleep state and your little sister and grandma agreed with you as you walked into the mall to get some sesame chicken then all burst out laughing five minutes later when you realized what you said (it was a Leon/Riku and Sora/Demyx story. My sister is plotting my murder as I type. ~skye hakari). Crazy is when you have conversations with your friends that, to an outsider, make ABSOLUTELY NO SENSE because you keep skipping around to seemingly completely unrelated subjects, and/or blurting out random lines from youtube videos and fanfics (story of my life. thats what happens with a bunch of ADDS like me. ; ~Kira). If you're crazy, copy this onto your profile and add something crazy you've done to the list! Admitting you are weird means you are normal. Saying that you are normal is odd. If you admit that you are weird and like it, copy this into your profile. Copy and paste this into your profile if you know that 'brunette' is spelled like that, not 'brunet'. If you have ever had a mad laughing fit for absolutely no reason, copy and paste this into your profile If you've ever copied and pasted something into your profile, copy and paste this into your profile. If you are really random, put this in your profile. If you know someone who should get run over by a bus, copy this into your profile. If you hate those obnoxious snobby people, PLEASE copy this into your profile. If there are times when you wanna annoy people just for the heck of it, copy this into your profile. If you've ever tripped over your own feet, copy and paste this into your profile. If you've ever wondered what you are like in another dimension, copy and paste this in your profile. If you don't watch Laguna Beach or the O.C. or The Hills religiously, never have, never will, and are proud of it, copy and paste this into your profile 92 percent of American teens would die if Abercombie and Fitch told them it was uncool to breathe. Copy this in your profile if you would be the 8 percent that would be laughing your ass off. If you think that those stupid kids should just give that God-forsaken Trix rabbit some Trix, copy & paste this into your profile If you think that the kids should stop chasing Lucky and leave the leprechaun alone, then copy and paste this into your profile. If you think the Coa-coa Puff Turky Bird thing should go to rehab, copy this into your profile I am the girl ... that doesn't go to school dances, and when I do go, I sit in a corner and read a book. I am the girl that people look through when I say something. I am the girl that spends most of her free time reading, writing, or doing other activities that most teenagers wouldn't call normal. I am the girl that people call weird, and a freak either behind my back or to my face. I am the girl that doesn't spend all her time on My Space, or talking to a girlfriend on a cellphone or a regular phone. I am the girl that hasn't been asked out in a year. I am the girl that has stopped to smell the flowers and jump and splash in the rain. But I am also the girl who knows and is proud to be who she is, doesn't care if people call her weird, who loves reading and writing and doing the things that no one seems to have the time to do any more, who can express herself better with words, and knows the importance of the little things. Copy and Paste this onto your account, and add your name to the list, if you are anything like me, so the girls who are different and unique can know in their weakest times that they are unique, but not alone. ~ PrettyFanGirl, Truth Be Told 13, DEFiiANCE, Angel of Apathy, Vic Taylor, Erma Buckles, butterfly1415, NotEverJulietNeedsARomeo (got this from fictionpress.net), Kisara the BlueEyesWhiteDragon, talkstoangels77, skye hakari, Umeda-sensei PLEASE READ. I was walking around in a Target store, when I saw a cashier hand this little boy some money back. The boy couldn't have been more than 5 or 6 years old. The cashier said, "I'm sorry, but you don't have enough money to buy this doll." Then the little boy turned to the old woman next to him: ''Granny, are you sure I don't have enough money?'' The old lady replied: ''You know that you don't have enough money to buy this doll, my dear.'' Then she asked him to stay there for just 5 minutes while she went to look a round. She left quickly. The little boy was still holding the doll in his hand. Finally, I walked toward him and I asked him who he wished to give this doll to. "It's the doll that my sister loved most and wanted so much for Christmas. She was sure that Santa Claus would bring it to her." I replied to him that maybe Santa Claus would bring it to her afterall, and not to worry. But he replied to me sadly. "No, Santa Claus can't bring it to her where she is now. I have to give the doll to my mommy so that she can give it to my sister when she goes there." His eyes were so sad while saying this. "My sister has gone to be with God. Daddy says that Mommy is going to see God very soon too, so I thought that she could take the doll with her to give it to my sister.'' My heart nearly stopped. The little boy looked up at me and said: "I told daddy to tell mommy not to go yet. I need her to wait until I come back from the mall." Then he showed me a very nice photo of him where he was laughing. He then told me "I want mommy to take my picture with her so she won't forget me. I love my mommy and I wish she doesn't have to leave me, but daddy says that she has to go to be with my little sister." Then he looked again at the doll with sad eyes, very quietly. I quickly reached for my wallet and said to the boy. "Suppose we check again, just in case you do have enough money for the doll?'' "OK," he said, "I hope I do have enough." I added some of my money to his without him seeing and we started to count it. There was enough for the doll and even some spare money. The little boy said: "Thank you God for giving me enough money!" Then he looked at me and added, "I asked last night before I went to sleep for God to make sure I had enough money to buy this doll, so that mommy could give it to my sister. He heard me!'' "I also wanted to have enough money to buy a white rose for my mommy, but I didn't dare to ask God for too much. But He gave me enough to buy the doll and a white rose.'' "My mommy loves white roses." A few minutes later, the old lady returned and I left with my basket. I finished my shopping in a totally different state from when I started. I couldn't get the little boy out of my mind. Then I remembered a local newspaper article two days ago, which mentioned a drunk man in a truck, who hit a car occupied by a young woman and a little girl. The little girl died right away, and the mother was left in a critical state. The family had to decide whether to pull the plug on the life-sustaining machine, because the young woman would not be able to recover from the coma. Was this the family of the little boy? Two days after this encounter with the little boy, I read in the newspaper that the young woman had passed away. I couldn't stop myself as I bought a bunch of white roses and I went to the funeral home where the body of the young woman was exposed for people to see and make last wishes before her burial. She was there, in her coffin, holding a beautiful white rose in her hand with the photo of the little boy and the doll placed over her chest. I left the place, teary-eyed, feeling that my life had been changed forever.. The love that the little boy had for his mother and his sister is still, to this day, hard to imagine. And in a fraction of a second, a drunk driver had taken all this away from him. Now you have 2 choices: 1) Repost this message. 2) Ignore it as if it never touched your heart I went to a party, Mom, I remembered what you said. Now the party is finally ending As I lay there on the pavement, Mom, I hear the policeman say, I just wanted to tell you, Mom, I swear I didn't drink. The guy who hit me is walking, Mom, and I don't think it's fair. If only they had told him, Mom, I would still be alive. Copy and paste this on your profile if you think drunk driving should stop. Repost this if you truly believe in God. No matter my age, my friends, my family, or the extent of my writing abilities, I will thank my Lord and Savior Jesus Christ for all that I have. He is the ultimate best friend, and I pledge to honor Him in what I write. If this applies to you, please copy it into your profile! |
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