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Journal - 19/07/01
(Written in black on gray for easier reading)
Well, I guess it's time to get this thing going. I've been thinking of starting an online journal for quite some time and since all I'm doing right now is deafening myself with music and catching up on reading my online comics (MegaTokyo and Dragon Tails), this seems like the perfect time to begin. I don't know how often I'm going to update this or anything though, so no promises.
Nyah, well, as you may know, I am Heather (aka Kaosu to many people online). I lead the lifestyle of the poor college student otaku attending local community college and still stuck at home. In other words, I spend my time quelling fights between my 3 younger brothers, keeping an eye on said brothers, trying to find a job, watching what anime I can get my hands on, and trying to dig up money for more anime and related stuffs. When school starts again I will also be spending time learning and studying. Oh yeah, and I spend a lot of time by myself or with my friends doing whatever the hell we feel like. Life is hell.
I get depressed easily, and when I'm not depressed or I don't feel like sharing it (as in most of the time) I am/act all cheery-übergenki. Constant smiles, helpful, nice, cheery, all that crap. I really scare people when I act depressed 'cause they're not used to it. But, I think you deserve to know a little about me before I start this journal thing.
I'm vegetarian, I don't like or eat meat. I will eat Colander meatballs and Britz's Nona's meatballs. That's it. You may think that that doesn't make me a vegetarian, but when you eat meat maybe once every year, what else do I qualify as? There are many levels of vegetarianism. Veganism is just gross though, I'm not a vegan 'cause I don't want to die any earlier than I have to. Oh, and btw, I'm a pacifist. Which means I abhor fighting and most violence. To the point where I won't even squish that mosquito that's bit me 4 times already. I am also a masochist and either don't give a fuck about pain or enjoy it.
My friends, on the other hand, are all registered sadists. Meaning they enjoy violence, gore, and hurting things and people. Don't get me wrong though, they're super friends, I just happen to pick up more bruises when I'm with them. My favourite was one I got during the Valentine's Day dance/sleepover, it looked like a footprint thanks to one big blotch and five knuckle-prints.
But I'm getting off topic. I am a CAT person. Meaning when given the choice I readily take cats above dogs. Dogs are nice too, but there's just something about a cat that you can't beat, imho. Predatory birds kick ass and are above all else of course, but I love any and all animals tons. Just keep those damned spiders away from me.
I like the color blue. Black and red and purple are nice too, but blue is just better. Over half my wardrobe is blue, I want to dye my hair blue, most of my shoes are blue, etc, etc... If you start singing 'I'm Blue' by Eiffel 65 I will be forced to shoot you. And don't think that being a pacifist will hold me back. 'Neways, I think that that's enough for now, tune in next time to hear more about my life, me, the world, my philosophies, etc. Now if you'll excuse me, I'm going to go watch 'Ghost in the Shell' again.
Ja.
~Heather