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Birthday
• 1991-11-24
Gender
• Female
Location
• In a small theiving village, far away from civilization, but not so far that we have to travel forever to steal things ;)
Member Since
• 2005-12-23
Occupation
• Master thief
Real Name
• If I told you that, i'd have to kill you. . .

Personal

Achievements
• I won an art contest in grade 5.
Anime Fan Since
• Before I knew what anime was. I was a pokemon fan. I know, it's pretty sad. . .
Favorite Anime
• Tokyo Mew Mew, DNAngel, Rave Master, Inuyasha, Yu-Gi-Oh (Joey is so awesome) Gundam SEED, Ranma, Chobits, the list goes on and on. . . and on and on. . . .(Just like the energizer bunny!)
Goals
• Travel the world (first stop, JAPAN!), live a full and happy life, get a degree in art, music, or vet science (or all three), find someone other than my best friend who is half as crazy as me, steal priceless works of art, anger the head of a mob. . .
Hobbies
• reading/drawing manga, music, art, chatting, friends, theiving, soccer, basic stuff
Talents
• Drawing anime, (will I ever submit any? probably not) theiving (only from friends, I'm not a criminal or anything), playing the piano, soccer, being able to steal from anyone, again basic stuff




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myOtaku.com: Aeryc


Wednesday, March 8, 2006

Big Blue Eyes. . .
I"m a babysitter. I frequently babysit for this one young family, with two little boys and a baby girl. I babysat for them yesterday night. They pay me of course, but me bigger reward is seeing three pairs of big baby blues and three toothless grins. Now I know why so many wish to become parents.those kids don't know it, but they give off so many emotions with their eyes. I can tell just by looking at them when they're sad or happy or angry. My smile matches the one of the oldest when he parades around with his prized Ninja turtles collection, my eyes well with tears when the baby girl cries, and I find myself drifting off just when the youngest boy puts his head on my shoulder and falls asleep. This is what being a mom is all about. This is why I want to be a mom. So I can have my own pairs of big baby blues gazing lovingly up at me. . .
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