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Thursday, December 20, 2007


Please read this. And Merry Early Christmas!


> Subject: Fwd: FW: Read alone (DO NOT DELETE)]]]
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>> > > Especially the Poem
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>> &g t; >
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>> > > I believe whatever is in store for
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>> > > The poem is very true, unfortunately.
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>> >&nbs p; >
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>> > > Make sure you read the poem!
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>> > > CASE 1: Kelly Sedey had one wish,
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>> > > boyfriend of three years,
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>> > > David Marsden, to propose to her.
>> > >>> > > Then one day when she was out
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> > > > She accepted, but then had to leave
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>> > > because she had a meeting in 20 min.
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>> > > When she got to her office,
>> > > ! !
>> > > she noticed on her computer she had some
>> > e-mail's.
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>> > > She checked it, the usual stuff
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>> > &nbs p; >
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>> > ; > It was this poem. She simply deleted it
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>> > > BIG MISTAKE! Later that evening,
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>> > > she received a phone call from the
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>> > > It was about DAVID! He had been in an accident
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>> > > CASE 2: Take Katie Robinson She received this
>> > poem
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>> > > and being the believer that she was
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>> > > she sent it to a few of her friends but
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>> > > didn't have enough e-mail addresses to send out
>> > & gt;
>> > > the full 5 that you must.
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>> > > Three days later, Katie went to a masquerade
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>> > > Later that night when she left to get to her
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>> > > she was killed in that spot by a
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>> > > CASE 3: Richard S. Willis sent this poem out
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>> > > within 45 minutes of reading it.
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>> > > Not even 4 hours later walking along the street
>> &g t; >
>> > > to his new job
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>> > > interview with a really big company, !
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>> > > when he ran into Cynthia Bell,
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>> > > his secret love for 5 years. Cynthia came up to
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>> > > and told him of her passionate crush on him
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>> > > that she had had for 2 years.
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>> > > Three days later, he proposed to her and they
>> > got married.
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>> > > Cynthia and Richard are still married
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>> > > with three children, happy as ever!
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>> > & gt;
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>> > > This is the poem:
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>> > > Around the corner I have a friend,
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>> > > In this great city that has no end,
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>> > > Yet the days go by and weeks rush on,
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>> > > And I never see my old friends face,
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>> > > For life is a swift and terrible race,
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>> > > He knows
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>> > &nb sp;>
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>> > > As in the days when I rang his bell.
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>> > > And he rang mine but we were younger then,
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>> > > And now we are busy, tired men.
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>> > > Tired of playing a foolish game,
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>> > > Tired of trying to make a name.
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>> > > "Tomorrow" I say! "I will call on Jim
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>> > > Just to show that I'm thinking of him."
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>> &g t; >
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>> > > Around the corner, a vanished friend.
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>> >&n bsp; >
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>> > > Remember to always say what you mean.
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>> >& nbsp; >
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>> > > If you
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>> > > Don't be afraid to express yourself.
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>> > &nbs p;>
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>> > &nbs p; >
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>> > > Seize the day. Never have regrets.
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>> > > And most importantly, stay close to your friends
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>> & gt; >
>> > > and family, for they have helped
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>> > &n bsp;>
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>> > > You must send this on in 3 hours after reading
>> > the letter
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>> > > to 10 other people.
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>> > > If you do this, you will receive unbelievably
>> > good luck.
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>> > > *NOTE*
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>> > > the more people that you send this to, the
>> > better
>> ;> >
>> > > luck you will have.
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>> > > SMILE, even through your
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>> > > tears!!!!!
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Wednesday, November 28, 2007


I am doing well now. Thanks to everyone that cares! I think he was just kidding about all of that, but I'll just have to wait and see. He's a nice guy and everything, plus he'll buy me anything I want.

But anyways, I found this cool site, and you can win prizes, like I-pods, points, and gift cards for Amazon.com.
If you want the link, just give me your e-mail address and I'll give it to you. Plus, before you sign up, you have a chance to win something.
It is also free.

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Sunday, November 25, 2007


I don't know what is wrong with my boyfriend. He is always saying that I hate him, and I don't. Then he says if I loved him, then I'd have sex with him and give him head. I don't know if he is kidding, but it depresses me and it makes me cry. He also injures himself because he makes me cry. I'm sorry, I just need to get this off of me, and I need someone to talk to. I don't know what the fuck is wrong with him, and I know something is.

Then he said if he wasn't dating me, he'd kill himself or runaway. I don't know if I should tell anyone or not. He's about to be 19 in December though. He's a nice guy and everything, I don't what is wrong.

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Friday, November 2, 2007


I've been busy. So, I've come to the fact of deleting this site. But I'm not going to. If you want to stay in contact with me, add my myspace. I get on it everyday.
I never thought I'd ever get out of anime, but it happened, and I don't think I'll ever go back to it. I have a boyfriend now, and I'm so happy. November 10th will be 2 months since we've been going out. I LOVE him to death. I only liked anime for about 2 years, majorly at least. I have other things to do. I'm a Junior, and I'll be going to college soon. So will he, probably next year because he's a Senior. I have stuff to do, like art related. I'm not drawing anime anymore or fan art. I draw pictures I take.

Please go see my deviantART: http://www.keishii666.deviantart.com


MySpace.com: http://www.myspace.com/keishii666

My boyfriend is my #1 on there. You should also check out his artwork.

Until next time, which may be soon.

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Thursday, October 4, 2007


So, my motion pictures are shit. I have no idea what happened to them. My other pictures that were depth of field turned out fine. Oh well.

For some reason, I'm always tired in the morning, and right when I get home from school. I think it's my bed. It's so damn comfortable and I sleep until about 6 every day. I hate doing it, but I can't help it! I may start drinking coffee or something, I don't know.

I also need to get some skulls and draw them on my big drawing notebook that's the size of a desk. My dad shot a deer last winter and the skull is still in an ant bed and I want it! We have lots of skulls. And bones. My brother recently found a cow hip bone and leg. It's so awesome. Sorry, I love bones and skulls, and very grotesque, disturbing things that many people don't seem to like. I even have a shark eyeball and baby shark in alcohol. Everyone will probably think I'm a necromancer. lol

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Wednesday, October 3, 2007


Well, I still need to develop my pictures I took in Photography. I finished taking pictures and I need to roll it. I love that class. We do whatever we want.
Art is awesome too. Everyone loves my paintings and says they are better than anyone else painting in there, which is only about 8 people. I'm on my 2nd one so far and I'm almost finished with it.

My boyfriend may come and hang out with me here at my house maybe this weekend or something. My parents are too overprotective and they won't let me wear what I like. But when I get away from them, I'm getting my lip pierced, buying my own clothes that I want, and dying my hair multiple colors.

Some people seem to have school off a few days. Well, guess what? I don't get any off days this month. They took fall break away because our school system is run by a bunch of douche bags that can't do shit. But, we do get a whole week off for Thanksgiving.

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Thursday, September 27, 2007


So, didn't really do anything interesting today. In Photography, we critiqued and it was okay. We are going to take more pictures tomorrow. My painting in Art III is going okay. Everyone loves it, I hate it. But it's looking better. I just hate painting, and I love drawing more.

My boyfriend keeps trying to see my belly but I won't let him. He pulls my shirt up and everything during school. XD It's so funny. And sometimes in Art, he'll sit in my lap and our teacher tells him to get off, but she's an awesome teacher. My Photography teacher lets us do anything. We listen to music, my friends bring guitars and play, and we have a screamer and it's so awesome. They'll start playing and it's entertaining.

My TV is fucked up right now. I don't know what's wrong with it. Damn DirecTV.

I will be putting some of my pictures up on my deviantART from Photography, and my artwork is up as well: http://www.keishii666.deviantart.com

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Wednesday, September 26, 2007


My boyfriend had his computer taken away from him about a week ago because he's a vegetarian and his dad took it away because he needs to gain weight. He is so skinny, he's even skinnier than me, but I think I'm a little fat. Actually, I know I am. He won't eat meat anyways, so it won't work. lol He's a skateboarder too.

Photography class has been awesome. We roll film in the dark, which was difficult at first, and then we develop the negatives and it takes about 30 minutes to get the negatives. Then we make the actual pictures on paper and I've done 2 so far. It's awesome.

Art is awesome as well. I have it with my boyfriend and lunch with him. He always draws on me in art and tickles me. He wants to see my belly and he tries to lift my shirt up. XDXD He does it everyday. I'll be trying to update everyday and tell everyone how my day goes.

I wore a red jacket and it's one of those mid ones, so I had a red shirt underneath it and everyone was just like OMG you're not wearing a black hoodie. They were all freaked out about it and it wasn't even a big deal. They are all wierd. lol

OH! And I also have more of my artwork up on my deviantART. I did a still life of my Converse, but the actual picture looks better in person, and it's in my giant sketchbook. Plus some other things.

Oh yeah, and I'm Treasurer of art club. My boyfriend is President, and then our friends are vice president and secretary, so I'm the only girl. XD If you want to see some of my friends and my boyfriend, go to my myspace page. I can tell you what each of them are.

And I want to know why people in my GB tell me Naruto spoilers. This just pisses me off to no fucking end! I already know! I'm not a dumbass! Geez! It's not just one person, it's a lot of them.




Well, I don't like anime that much anymore, but I'm not going to delete my site like everyone else because I've met some awesome people on this site. I'm just into other things, like art, music, clothes, and tons of other things. I just don't really have time for it anymore. I didn't even think it'd happen, but it did. My art style has changed also, along with clothes I wear since my mom banned me from my Tripp pants. Some people may just call some of the stuff "emo or goth", but I really hate labels. I wear what I like and what I want, so I'm going to buy me some more Tripp pants when I'm able to! Hopefully I can go shopping this weekend, but like my mom will let me get Tripp pants.

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Tuesday, September 25, 2007


Oh look! I finally had time to update.
Yeah, so I have a boyfriend now. And I've been busy with school and hanging with people and I haven't had time to get on the Otaku. If you have a MySpace, please go add me. I will always talk to you on there. I can't always get on here. And my internet loves to be slow. I need DSL.
Anyways, my myspace is http://www.myspace.com/keishii666
I've become addicted to it yet again. Curse it. I guess because I talk to all of my friends on there, plus my boyfriend is on there if you want to see him. :)
Talk to you guys later!

Oh yeah. And my grandfather died a few weeks ago. It hit everyone in my family hard. I didn't shed a single tear. I didn't really like him and I don't cry about people like that. I'm just a wierd and different person. I also couldn't go to the con this past weekend and it sucked.

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Thursday, August 30, 2007


So, I gave him my number and he asked if I could hang out Friday. But I can't. -_- Because of a stupid re-enactment! Gah! We just had one last weekend.

In school news, I hate Honors English. We have to read some book by Tuesday, but I only have a few pages left and that will be that. Then we have to type a paper due Tuesday which I really need to do, and another paper in class. I'm glad I'm out Monday. Well, not really.

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