![]() Author has written 1 story for Inuyasha. So ya want to know about me…Faves AnimeGintamaKatekyo hitman rebornElfen LiedNaruto Shippuden OreimoDBZNot much to know about me. I don’t plan on living long and it’s not because of some goth thing or some disease. I just don’t feel it necessary to live to infinity when I can’t even figure out what to do on a sunday afternoon. I’m about 14 but I feel 30. I still have a lot to learn. I’m an Otaku (someone who likes anime to the extreme) and I never saw a cartoon I didn’t like. I have a lot of friend but people still regard me a the loner type because I always have my head in some kind of book. I have someone who acts a conscience for me but I haven’t given It (her) a name. She’s uptight, bossy, talkative, and loves yaoi ( boy x boy love). I have a deaf mother who was abused when she was little and a no-show father who I’ve always in someway resented for not handing over his math genes. My favorite J-pop stars is L.M.C, June, Hyde, and K. Mostly everyone eventually calls me a weirdo at some point. One of my 346 secret talent is peeing standing up with precision. So far I’m just surviving and hope to make it to the end with my sanity intact. Im Really lazy so ill just give you a few of my blog enties to get a feel of who I am: I’m not to good at beginning that’s probably why I’m a lousy writer. I guess I can start with my Username, the laziwaiter. Well everyone I have ever met has had conflicted emotions about my personality. At first they see me as a hard worker and someone the can depend on or look up to but as they get to know me they start to see me as this careless bum who’s every accomplishment must be pure luck. Maybe it true, Maybe it’s not. And so I wait until I can see myself as either a hard worker of a lazi waiter. If you read the posts to come you will maybe find out a little more. Well I have a confession to make. I am an Otaku. Yes it is true. I am a female otaku (a rare breed). I love anime, manga, yaoi, and I occasionally peek at yuri. I collect yugi-oh cards like hidden texts from the bible and I keep the spirit of ramen inside of my heart and it fuels me to write and interact with the world. I love giant gundams! My mom thinks of my obsessions as the equivalent of me saying I am a lesbian, but she is tolerant. I have, like everyone, a dysfunctional family. My school life comes of as fun, stupid, hard, and lonely. Lies and betrayal are the cornerstone of the School society. And the food can only be seen as a cruel entertainment like a man being thrown into a lion’s pit. I am also a sucker for sitcoms and comedy shows like The Nanny and Three’s Company. I sleep, and eat and watch spongebob like any normal human being and I don’t expect to be anything great but I’m going to live my life the best way I know how. (I am about 15 now and in High school) Stories of an 8th grade nothing I am no good at dancing. Of course not. Never have I known an introvert to dance and I have a few introverted friends. One of them happened to be sitting next to my sucking on RocketPop that I got her with my ticket. It would be half an hour before I could leave this-this overwhelming paralyzing mess of bodies. I couldn’t help but to go of into my own thoughts. You ever think that as time progresses humans are de evolving. I mean a lot have things have changed, it use to be that males sexual relationships with other males were ok, it use to be that dance to close to a boy was called being a shameful whore. But maybe things ultimately change for the better. Move dat ass. Move dat ass make my booty go BOOM-BOOM-BOOM… Sex is marketed to teens and pre-teens on a daily basis and people are more attracted to the easy life and chase after it thinking it the hard life but in reality it ain’t that difficult. Drop Drop Drop, OHH! Move dat ass… Do things really change at all and most importantly have I changed? I don’t think about anyone but myself, I’m careless, I often get jealous about the most stupidest thing, and to tell ya the simple truth I’ve kinda always been a loner for some odd reason. But who am I to get all preach about my generation, Glen Beck. (ha I made a joke). Well maybe I’m wrong. Maybe this is a new era of entertainment. Its just… Hey Hey Hey OHH boy ya know ya like that OHH… I am stuck in a wasteland of a variety of influences and choices and I don’t even know were to begin. Simple things like picking what shoes to wear in the morning have wrapped my brain in aluminum foil and cut off all oxygen. And things never seem to change. I’m sitting here staring into space with my “friends” while other people are dancing around. Trapped on an island full of people but I might as well be alone. Every dance or party has ended up like this. My stupid stomach jumps at the opportunity for free food but forgets that I have to actually speak to people. I don’t think I cut out for this overrated thing called life. Well at least there’s anime. Baby Baby Baby OHH my Baby… sometimes I think I’m just to damn different. Sayonara Space Cowboy Another man’s trash is another one’s treasure. And I think that’s how we came to own most of our furniture. Its how on Christmas morning I woke up and found two bluish green chairs and a loveseat sitting smack in the middle of the living room. I was thinking about this as I passed by a mirror and thought about how good it would look in my room. But it would be too heavy to carry to my house and any way it looks much better outside glinting off the sun. Somewhere on Hyelaeh on a four-way intersection there is a house that personifies the American dream. It is relatively big house with grass so perfect that lying in it would be heaven except for the bees that pollinated the beautifully cut flowers that sat on the edge of the porch way. The flag is worn from years of hanging in the breeze and a Rays flag sways right beside it. Whoever lives there must be baseball fans. A tree house is in the backyard waiting for construction to continue. Five palm trees hang up the side were the garage sticks out. Maybe it’s a monument to the sunshine state. I find myself coming here a lot just looking at it and think about the things I want the things I’ll get and the things I’ll never have. Sometimes I smile. A little porch sits there and it’s quiet. An omen as I go a street away from the American dream. Another house, a regular house it seems like to the regular eye and mine is as regular as it gets. Rocks make up for grass and the air is quiet except for a crow barking at the other birds. The only thing noticeable is the tree covered with snakes. They wrap around, choking the life out of the tree, as it sags overhead making a shady canopy. Orange heads look toward the sun and the slither down as the old ones die and fall. It’s weird until the light hits them and they become harmless cacti. Somewhere not too far from the house with the cactus is a lake that looks like a drunken old man lying under a tree. Makes me think of Mr. Burns and how he use to read Tom Sawyer and the Adventures of Huckleberry Fin to the class. It would be a cold day, most because we had just come out of summers unlike the ones here in Tampa and the air conditioner would be at full blast. He’d talk about picket fences and lakes that were so lazy I didn’t even think they existed. Just another summer. |
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