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If any of you didn't know, my friend Moriah (Shadows_Of_Your_Fears) made a journal post called 'A Little About Me', so I decided to make a replying post, er... one that is practically the same thing.
You might want to read hers too, so you can oogle at the (Yes, Oogle) similarity.
[Btw, Moriah. Advertizing for another person is worth 15%, now you have to help me with my math homework. And I would love it if you would, if you see Harry before me, tomorrow, ask that he WARN me before Katie drops something on my head, because that HURT! I will never hit anyone (Except Peter) again. *Crosses fingers behind back*]
I guess, since I haven't recently, I'll post something about myself here.
[This may be long, so be prepared to get bored. Pm me or comment if you read the whole thing, I happen to be a little* rich, and you may get a prize]
*A little, Cobin, meaning that I cannot loan you money every over week, non-payer-backer!!! Earn money like the rest of us!
My nickname is Miko, which is an incorrect abbreviation of my full name. My full name ends with the last four letters Miko, but the correct abbreviation would start with the letter F. (If you can guess my full first name, mail me, your almost gaurenteed to get a prize, unless you already know LAURA, COBIN, AND MORIAH)
(Harry and Skyler might still get a prize, if they can spell it right! Bwa ha ha!)
I have no given name, or location, simply because I am overly paronoid. Ask Adam (My Dog Mr Kitty)/(My Dog Mr. Kitty)! Trust me, he knows. Or, ask my dad (Not that you will, if you know me in real life, because your either afraid of my dad. Or he absolutely intimidates you. Don't feel bad, he scares me sometimes too.)
I hate bikerides with people my own age or older. Why, you ask? Because, like I said, I am paranoid. Whenever I go for a bikeride with my friend Adam, the only one who can get onto the bike because he isn't too short, or too afraid of bikes (RAIN), I always feel like he's trying to run me off the road. But, that might be because of all of the past crashes we've had. (Ah, the horrible memories)
I can ride bikes with Layney, though, the girl a babysit. Because she is 6 and rides extremely slowly, and I could push her off her bike by poking her, so that's not a problem.
I like to skate, mostly because I'm better at it than most of my friends. I've attempted to teach a few people, too. It was a little successful with my friend Moriah, but I'm not entirely sure how much so, because I forgot. I taught Layney how to skate, and if she'd get better skates she could probably skate really, really well. And, I totally failed with poor Cobin, who can't skate worth crap. We were on a cement block, and I was teaching him how to turn, and as soon as he started, he fell.
And he had told me that he knew how to skate! The first thought through my mind was 'So much for street hockey!'.
Did I mention?
I've picked up on street hockey, for me and friends that know how to skate, my dad, my sister, and my sister's friend (who might qualify as my friend). Of course, my Dad insists that hitting the ball so hard that it might knock down a mailbox isn't cheating, and neither is pushing down someone who weighs threetimes less than you, during the short lemme-get-this-s**t-off-my-hockey-stick break. (No, literally, there was dog s**t on my hockey stick and my dad knocked into me and knocked me over! It hurt too!)
Jess, my and my sister's friend, is really good at street hockey. She's been playing for a really long time, since she was twelve, and still practices. She's the one that bought me the three sticks and ball, she's really cool.
And my sister all around sucks, but it was fun to play with her against Jess, too. We kept laughing at her for not being able to hit the ball, probably because she had just started golf.
I haven't played with many of my friends, because none of them can skate that well. I mean, I would play with Rain, but it didn't come up. I would've played with Emma, but she's a bit of a chicken.
My best bet was probably Skyler, who seems to think he can beat me at almost everything (And I won't lie by saying he can't), which is completely unfair. I SWEAR, HALF AN INCH TALLER IS NOT THAT MUCH!!! But, of course, I'm scared that I'll end up busting a bone, playing against him.
I really like art, but I hate people telling me how to do something, which is all our teacher does. I really like to just mess around, y'know? If I don't feel like drawing something, and I have to, it's not going to come out very well. But, either way, I've managed to keep an A so I'm happy.
I will draw your Avvie for free!
I'm a phyciotrist to a few of my friends, and can sometimes be extremely helpful (Trust my advice at your own risk!).
Particularly, I'm or have been the phyciotrist to Adam, Cobin, and Kristin. Of course, I have the most experience with a phyciotrist, because I was titled Suicidal at the age of eleven, and had therapy for at least two or three years.
Right after Therapy I was usually really mean, and angry. (Ask Skyler, he knows best!) So, one day, Skyler asked why I wasn't acting like a giggling idiot, as usual, and I was so mad that (With magically excellent aim) I threw a book at his face. Which then hit him in the eye! The weird part was, that I wasn't even aiming!
But, I can admitt that I felt bad when he jumped up, screaming a long strand of curses, and stomped off.
I really love to write, which is probably I both love roleplaying, and have an A+ in English.
By the way, Pm me if you want to privately roleplay, but don't ask me what kind I like, because you will always get the same answer: "I don't know, your choice."
Anyways, I'm my own worst critic, and I can truthfully say that, because every story I've ever written has been thrown away to the displeasure of my friend who reads every story I ever write, Emma. Emma doesn't come online anymore, because she's mean.
I'm an aspiring Vegitarian, and I absolutely love animals. I do not eat burgers, or any kind of cow, or pig (or at least I try not to). But, I occasionally eat tacos, just because their good. I'm sorry Cow...ey!!! T.T
I do eat a lot of chicken, because I like chicken, and it is good. And because, for some strange reason, I don't have much sympathy for chickens. Maybe it's because their birds *Shrugs*.
Despite my animal hippyness, I tend to be a sometimes violent person. I like violent video games *Cough* *Coughity-Cough*, and I tend to have no sympathy for human beings that aren't my friends.
I mean, think about this.
We're the "dominant species", right? So, that should give us the greatest ability to be kind, and do the right thing, and so on, right? So, why don't we? Instead, we polute the air, we fight diseases that only apply to us, and we wipe out other races. And on top of it all, we act like hypocrites!
Say...bears! Bears act mostly on instinct, and what they have learned over the years, and what they have adapted to, right? So, when they kill and eat a person because we are wiping out their territory and they HAVE GOT to have food, what do we do? We kill them!
When, we take over their territory, eat them, and act all high and royal. We eat more cow, then cow eats people, might I add!
If you want to argue about that, now that I'm going to wrap up that topic, pm me and I'll be happy to yell my brains out. mrgreen
I love to argue, might I add. I love everything about it. I mean, sometimes, I find donation threads, and I go and accuse that person of not working hard enough, and expecting everything to come easily to them just to argue some! Then, once I'm done fighting, I compliment their dream avvie, and I send them a small amount of money, and wish them good luck.
Why? Because, it seems like the thing I should do! That's why! And I am one of few who DOES NOT think before I speak. And I approve of it! Do you know why? If I have an opinion, that's all it will be until I tell someone what I think! And what would've brought up whatever it was I said what I did because I didn't think? The fact that it's important that this person knows this!
I do, though, try to avoid people that "just want to talk" on a regular basis. Truthfully, and all of my friends know this, I don't like people. We're ignorant, we're cruel, we're careless. We don't care about anything but our hobbies, and what we want.
Such as, my opinion differs depending on what the topic is used on.
Fight or flight, which do you prefure?
It depends on what's fighting, or...er...flighting.
An animal and a human? If it's the human fighting the animal, I say run to the animal. Animal to the human, I'd tell the animal to kick their...er...butt!
Human to Human, I say have fun, and I hope you kill each other and get the charges for it.
Another thing. I am Jappanese, German, American. I have no accent (and for that, I am sad), and am proud to be Japanese German, but, not so much human or American. I have brown eyes, and hate the few freckles I have.
My father and I have probably broken every one of his family's rules that every member on that side must follow.
Here they are.
-Family must not marry anyone who is not fully Japanese, or Japanese American.
-Must not peirce ears.
-Must not get a devorce.
-Must not avoid any other family member, or blood relative. (And there is no 'Except Ex's' because there is no devorcing.
-No disfunctual people (meaning overall no public crazyness.
Here's what we broke:
-My dad married my german mother.
-My dad devorced my german mother.
-I pierced my ears.
-My brother is avoiding his son, Wyatt, and has been for 16 years. Wyatt is 17.
-I was in a therapist's office for two or three years, and that's deffinatly disfunctional.
Me 'n Dad are horrible people! T.T
Either way, we still get invited to stay with my aunt, my aunt, my uncle, and my cousins every Christmas, Thanksgiving, and every other holiday. Dad goes up more often, since I only go every 3 years, but my mom doesn't want me to go at all.
Pm me or Comment, when or if you finish read this.
You might get a prize of some kind or sort.
 X x __ compos M E N T i S · Wed Mar 28, 2007 @ 05:25am · 1 Comments |
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