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Hiyas, welcome to the profile. Just for future reference, I am not a mule/spare account. I just happen to have a name that my friend likes, as we both like it. SO STOP SAYING I AM! GOD! Journal Entries: 01/26/08: Just made because everyone is making one. I plan on taking a story from TakaiMashin -I have permission- but I don't know which one. You guys help me. I want stories on here, but I can't seem to get in a writing mood. And this is probably because I'm helping Kai and Mashin with their fics. Expect more things in the future. Now that that's settled with, on with the info! Q: How old are you? A: I'm older than 13, I'll tell you that. ...Okay, so I'm older than 16. Q: Where do you live? A: Take a wild guess. But I'll tell you, it's on the planet we call Earth. On second thought... Q: What are your hobbies? A: I like drawing, writing-mostly little poems and fanfics-, reading-mostly manga but there's also other books-, and thinking up new ideas for crazy (cosplay) clothes. It's quite fun, and I have my own sewing machine. Though most of the clothes I make are based off ones already made and some on Gaiaonline, so I apoligize and want to note in advance if you guys somehow see my clothing ideas and some person also on Gaia starts yelling at me. As for internet, I like going on Gaia-not giving out my username-, reading fanfics, and updating my other website and listening to different songs on Youtube. Q: Do you have friends on here? A: Yes, I do. There's Takai_Mashin, the girl who invited me here, and another friend who's profile doesn't seem to be working right now. Q: What's your status, and other information you want to tell us? A: I'm currently single, don't get your hopes up boys. I'm pretty open to pairings, but right now, I'm hooked on Ikarishipping, Contestshipping, and a very little bit of Penguinshipping. Which means I'm hooked on Pokemon right now. Um, other info. Would it be alright with you guys if I tell a little story? You guys can skip it. STORY STARTS HERE: Well, first off, I was ignorant, naiive, and more dumber when I first got into High school. It's been about 6 years after that, and I still regret what I did. You see, I had a boyfriend in Gr.8, and I was a grade behind, so I had to deal with the fact that there were other girls out to get my boyfriend. So, the first year was pretty rough for me. I dealt with minor threats on me because I dated him, and I dealt with the fact that theachers were playing favourites-except for my music teacher, she's nice. But my boyfriend started to get distant from me, and it was tough. Neither of us had the courage to tell the other what we truly feel. 3 months after our dating turned public, the threats I got turned worse. Somewhere in woodworking, someone threw a hammer at my head and missed, instead breaking the window in front of me, and I was charged with the bill. My parents got pissed at this, and started being harsh on me. My sibling-brother- just ignored all this and refused to help me, saying I was cheating on my boyfriend. "Why the hell would I be cheating on my boyfriend?" I had asked him, and he had just said that rumors were that I was cheating on him with my close friend. Who was a guy. Apparently, my boyfriend thought the same thing, and he approached me the next day as I was talking with my close friends. He had immedietly shoved me against the locker and kissed me on the lips hard, where he stole my first kiss and said that I was his, that I was not allowed to give my kindness and heart to any other guy. That had shaken all of us up, and that's when I started truly wondering about our relationship. Turns worse. 2 weeks after that, some fangroup decides to 'mess up my face permenantly', with the help of a local gang. I'm jumped on the way to my mini-job, where I get my spare cash, and attacked with 5 knives and a shotgun. I'm stabbed 10 times in the arms and legs, shot once in the stomach, and punched and kicked several times. I get left on the street after a while, for about 10 minutes, with people trying to get away. And lo behold, the person to call an ambulance and help me was my close friend, who I think I will call 'Kai'. ((His real name is Paul, believe it or not)) So Kai's the one who saves my life, when everybody else on the busy street didn't. I deeply thank him for that. I'm stuck in the hospital for 4 months, with my parents thinking I'm on a camping trip and the school thinking I'm on vacation. Only a few people decide to visit me, which are my deepest, close friends, and not once, did my 'boyfriend' either call me, visit me, or tell me he knew what happened to me. Turns out he was out having sex with one of my past friends. So I come back to the school-with my parents still not knowing what happened to me-, and I'm bombarded with things like pity, because everyone says my boyfriend dumped me. I tell them I don't care, and they think I'm a heartless bastard, and leave me alone, except for Kai, who they think I'm dating. Hell, I might as well have been in love with him, for what he did for me. I don't go back to my parent's house for a while, staying at Kai's-we knew eachother since 2nd grade-, manage to get my grades up, and avoid my boyfriend. It is 2 years ever since I left the hospital, and I'm good friends with people, like my ex. My parents still don't know about the incident, and neither does my brother. I'm not dating anyone, but I'm very close to my friend Kai. But to this day, I can't draw as well as I used to be, and I get a pain in my stomach if I run too much. So I can't join as many sports as I'd like. But that's life, and you have to deal with it. End story. ...You give me any pity and I'll hunt you down and kill you. I don't like pity. Here's some extra info to go with the story. I'm a major in art, and it's my last year at high school. Apparently, my family has disowned me, thinking I'm still cheating on my boyfriend. Pfft, like I'd call him that. My brother's on my side now, so that's a good thing. And because of the disownment, I apparently can change my name now. So guess what? My name's Tala -Niban- Myou. 'Ta'la means 'Proud', Niban means 'second', and Myou means 'life'. So I guess it fits what's been going on. Well, that ain't my REAL name. It's my second name now! Joy. Currently helping out my friend Paul 'cause he just got dumped. I swear, love-relationships are more than you can chew off. I plan on moving to Hokkaido soon, to meet up with some relatives on my side. Right now, my family's in a custody battle, to see if I can go on the plane trip or not. They're deciding weather I live with my aunt or I eventually go back to my parents. I'm going for my aunt. Any other info will be added some time later. |