Jump to User:

myOtaku.com: ryoko98632

Welcome to my site archives. 10 posts are listed per page.

Pages (12): 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 10 [ Next ] [ Last ]

Monday, December 24, 2007

MERRY CHRISTMAS!/i'm not dead
happy holidays to everyone! and no i'm not dead, merely on restriction. so have a great day.
Comments (4) | Permalink

Thursday, December 13, 2007

Sorry to say that I'm probably going to be on a month long hiatus... Yeah, had a C+ on my progress report, so no computer. Except for at my dad's. So don't expect me to catch up with deviations any time soon.... Sorry!

Comments (3) | Permalink

Saturday, November 24, 2007

   sigh, very sleepy...
Yep, I'm being lazy. And it's so very good. It's freezing cold over here. *headdesk* I WANNA BE WARM! Wow, this coming from me... That's odd.
Comments (2) | Permalink

Thursday, November 22, 2007

I wish everyone here on the Otaku a Happy Turkey Day! And if you're a vegetarian, Happy Tofu Day, I guess.

But to all the other carnivores, I wish you a day filled with Turkey (or in my case, chicken), stuffing, gravy, and lots and lots of PIE! XD yum, pie.

Comments (4) | Permalink

Saturday, November 17, 2007

wow, i haven't been on in a while...
well, you're not missing much. i've been sick and still am. i'm coughing and it's horrible! other than that. nothing's happening.
Comments (3) | Permalink

Sunday, October 14, 2007

now i'm certain that i'm in the seventh circle of hell...
i'm sorry for not being on lately, but... as the title clearly says, i'm in hell. and i wish to god that was an exaggeration... i'll give you the low down on what's been happening/ taking up my time and or energy/ making my life almost unbearable.

1. I'm on the swim team. this is actually a good thing or else i'd probably have gone insane by now. it's repetitive and mindless really, so i don't have to think anymore...

2. HIGH SCHOOL! oh my fucking god... (sorry god) this place is a death trap that is wasting my time and efforts, though like a good little daughter/student, i've gotten mostly a's and one b+. yay. it's just so boring, and the only classes i look forward to are choir and science, and science is my dad's class. and no, i don't have a problem with my dad teaching my class.

3. my mother and father are again, fighting. a lot. and my dad's moved in with his girlfriend. my god i really need some sort of stability other than swimming. and i don't think i was ready for this right yet. but oh well. shit happens.

4. this is the real doozy and the reason why i'm dying inside... MY FRIEND IS SCREWING HER BOYFRIEND. she's a freshie (freshman) and so's he, and she was afraid that she was pregnant... AND SHE DIDN'T EVEN TELL ME!!!!!! WHAT THE HELL? I LEARNED ABOUT THIS FROM HER SAYING THAT SHE WAS GLAD IT CAME AND BECAUSE SHE THOUGHT SHE WAS... oh god, i'm just so sick and tired of this shit... i've tried to talk to her, and make her see reason, but she's gonna continue to do it... and i'm tired of taking this drama, and worrying about her future for her...

don't know what to do anymore. i'm seriously considering telling her mother, but i don't know how... and i need help guys. i'm in way over my head and all this shit is about to hit the fan, and i'm in the middle of it.

*sigh* thank you for letting me rant guys. my life has just been hell lately and i needed to get it all off of my chest. i must say thank you to all the people that have been keeping my head above water these days...

(they're all on deviantart. so check out my site there for info)

she's one of my bestest buddies who can stand me talking with her 24/7 and my impatience... love her and go check out her site, cause not nearly enough people are there to appreciate her art... and you'll find some pieces that she put up that has my art on it too... that was never meant to be shown to the public... she's also the zexion in our organization.

another one of my bestest buddies and the best roxas that i know. she can deal with my shit as well, and i must apologize cyndy for all of the swearing on here... hope you can deal with it. and i hope to make it to your other party. go and check out her gallery too.

and god bless this guy, cause he's been supporting me here online. i love you my friend as a brother of course. god knows that you deal with me when i'm pms-ing and depressed. thanks a ton. gallery check... NOW!

i guess i'll see you guys when i can... when i have time...

Comments (4) | Permalink

Tuesday, July 31, 2007

Post 2!
Day 2 12:25pm 7-17-07

Back again!

After a rousing game of... what was that game called again? (scalpel) I dunno, but it involves a strip of duct tape between your shoulder blades and tackling people from the other side to get the other teams duct tape off of them. It was awesome! gotta go! Time to go tubing!

Comments (7) | Permalink

Sunday, July 22, 2007

It feels so good to be clean again!!!!! For those of you who look at my journals, you know I went to church camp (rocks!) and I've returned today. But instead of making this a huge post telling you everything I went through, I've kept a journal, so everyday I will put one up. So as to keep those of you with short attention spans interested. So here we go!

Day 2 7-17-07

Hey everyone!

Me checking in finally. I'm tired as all get out because Brady and Michael got us up too early for breakfast... Jerks, not really. They're nice enough, though when they put their minds to it, they can sing worse than your father in the shower. (*insert broken music note* Tomorrow, tomorrow! I'll love ya tomorrow. It's only a day away!)

Well let me catch you up on everything that's been happening here. After some bus trouble, we left church. A long bus ride later, we came to Mayfield. Complete with shitty showers and everything! I'm so glad I brought my cereal bars with me, because yet again, the food bites back! I'm sharing my cabin mostly with girls I know; Brittany, Beth, Heather, Payton, and Kaitlyn. As well as two I don't know, Meagan and Brooke. Our bunks as always look like they belonged to prisoners . But hey, when you're as tired as we are, you couldn't care less what you're sleeping on, so long as you have something to sleep on. Good old camp Mayfield...

After lunch (which for me was one of my eight cereal bars. Here's hoping I make it through the week.) we headed up to orientation. Our camp theme this year is superheroes, so for those of you American comic fans, go nuts. We were to bring costumes if we wanted to (I didn't because I have little to no creativity with this kind of thing)but the deans came up in costume. Like Mrs. Shower turned into Shower Power, defender of cleanliness. Of course they welcomed us to the camp and layed out the rules. Then some skit was played out where two of the guy counselors dressed up as hicks and started on NASCAR, soundeffects and everything. Then ninjas (who in my opinion looked more like Al-Quieda) came in and fired at us (with fireworks in the backroom) and kidnapped Cletus and Cletus *they're names* And that was the end of orientation.

Gotta go! Time for Chapel! To the HQ!

Comments (3) | Permalink

Saturday, July 14, 2007

Okay, for those of you who know me personally (which not many of you do) I'm going back to camp on Monday. Yes, THAT camp. For those who are blissfully unaware of what I'm discussing here, I'm going back to Church Camp, where last year I had a very, very, very bad experience with mud...

First let me set the scene of the camp, the food is horrible. I had a clump of noodles on what was supposed to be spaghetti, that was an inch in circumfrence! Everything is about a mile (so I'm exaggerating, but not by much!) away from each other. The showers suck, so no one really takes a good shower. You have to pull on strings to get water to run, so you have to pull a string the entire time, while trying to wash your hair with one hand.... I went 3 days without actually washing my hair (thank god the nurse knew how to french braid hair).

well, we go to this church camp, and last year i got bumped up from kiddy camp to teen camp. so we go during this massive heat wave. and well, this one day our counselor says that we're going to go down to the lake *which is a mile away from everything else* and do games, and to put on our swimsuits under our clothes. well, i don't put on a swimsuit saying i'll watch and not do anything *because god has a cruel sense of humor for girls*. so that doesn't work cause one of the "perky" *ugh* counselors drags me into it. so i'm soaking wet in full clothes, jeans and everything. so then, after making me swim through the water, they get the bright idea of making us go into this mud... and this is the most disgusting mud you've ever seen. it would take off your tennis shoes off of you it sucks your feet in. and it smells like rotten fish... so i get all monk-ish and germaphobic on them. i'm like "oh hell no!" and they say that we have to play leap frog... i'm pretty much screwed. so that gets over and then you'll never guess the next words that i hear....

MUD... FIGHT!!!!!!

so,i try to move cause, you know, I'M FUCKING AFRAID THAT THIS MUD IS TOXIC!but i'm not fast enough, i'm caught in a crossfire and i'm getting plastered when all of a sudden, someone lands it right on the money. that's right, on my mouth. i can see this vile mud on my lips. it's in my TEETH! So, me being me, i start to heave, and as in heave, i mean, the act of vomiting without the vomit. and god bless this woman, a counselor comes up and asks me, "are you all right".
and in my mind i'm screaming DO I LOOK LIKE I'M FUCKING ALL RIGHT? I'M ABOUT TO THROW UP ON YOUR FEET! I'M NOT FUCKING ALL RIGHT! So she takes off her shirt *keep in mind they all had swimsuits underneath* and wipes off my mouth. all i can squeak out is thank...you... in a high squeaky voice. So then i squeak out, showers. and these showers suck. i mean, you have to pull a string in order to get water running. no one takes actual showers there. So i wash all of that mud off of me. and i carry the mud infested clothes back to the cabin carrying them as far away from me as humanly possible. and i put them in a plastic trash bag and hide it at the bottom of my suitcase.

when i got home i told my dad, do not open this bag until you are absolutely about to was these clothes. not before. he had to wash both sides off with a hose, then wash them. and the shirt still smells faintly like that.

Comments (4) | Permalink

Friday, July 13, 2007

   sleep, wizards, and thunderstorms...
God I need some sleep... Sorry, but it's been so hot over here and we don't have ac so that sucks. Today we're going to see the new Harry Potter movie so yay for us.

Last night we had a thunderstorm complete with lightning. It was pretty dang awesome. I love thunderstorms... XD

See ya!

1. Do you like thunder?
2. Do you like lightning?
3. Which do you prefer, thunder or lightning?

Comments (2) | Permalink

Pages (12): 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 10 [ Next ] [ Last ]