Hi everybody! Tis, Samantha aka Sesshy.Uber.Rad. :] Welcome to The Backroom! {previously known as Forever Forest.} As you can see, this world has finally been revamped! Isn't that just the bees knees? So, the purpose of this world really is just a place for me to write whatever I want. Basically this is my erm..."professional writing" world. My blog is "Journal of A Crazy." ;] So if there's something on here that you don't agree with, that's really too bad. Your opinion is welcome, but there is no flaming here. Criticism of MY writing is NOT welcome I will NOT tolerate it....I'm kidding. Of course critical criticism is welcome whole heartedly here. ^_^ Actually, I will probably love you forever if you criticize me. Cause that means YOU LOVE ME and want to see me get better as a writer. ;] That's how I take all criticism anyways. People wouldn't take the time to criticize you if they didn't care, right?
It's friendly here. This is a place where you are free to speak your mind. So...I usually don't like to put up rules, but due to past circumstances, I'll have to make some...*sigh* I wish you guys didn't make me do this....

Rules of The Backroom:
1. Thou shalt not flame (curse at, throw things at, and throw up on, etc..) the writer (me)
2. To flame your neighbor is just as bad as flaming the writer. It's mean and mean.
3. You can curse, but don't call the writer or your neighbor a derogatory name. ex: "You flabbergasted BANANA!!
4. You shall be friendly and open minded here. There is no close mindedness, or I shall kick you out. I'm so serious.

So you know what you can and can't do. Don't push my buttons, and I'll love you forever. Push the buttons, and ACTION will have to be taken..... X] <3 I am a beta reader, so if you want me to proofread anything, go right on ahead and send it my way! Welcome to The Backroom. *hugs*

I Fear, My Dear

It seems as if The Otaku is slowing down in activity?

Maybe its just me. I have been a member on here for four years. And I remember when it seemed as if my dashboard was just bustling with activity- comments, messages, my friends updating their worlds and Myotakus and whatnot.

I'm a hypocrite--I took leave from TheOtaku for a few months, barely checking in every now and then to see what was going on. But I've started coming on regularly again-and other than the normal art, card, and quiz updates, nobody seems to be really interacting with one another anymore. This really worries me, because the people I was friends with through theO...we used to be a tight knit little family. We would talk for hours everyday, until we were so tired, we could barely keep our little heads up. When the chat rooms were invented, everybody went ecstatic; it was a quicker, easier way to talk with your friends.

I just remember when we would all update our little 'Worlds,' like maybe, two, three times a day. Now, I'm scrolling through the "Most Recent Updates" and the dates are further and further apart from one another. It makes me wonder, "Is it just me? Am I just getting too old to enjoy this site anymore? Is it time for the next wave of youngsters to sweep in and take over?"

This site used to be my second home. It's sad to see it so desolate in comparison to its previous vivacity and life. Old people! Let's revive it! Let's show that we still remember "MyOtaku." That we still remember this site when it had no "worlds" and no chatroom. Let's show these cute little newbies that even when you start growing older...The Otaku can still be your home.


Ohmygoodness guys. This is crazy how crazy my life is getting. : I really miss coming on here, but I'm getting sick so much lately that I just can't. I'm so sorry. I miss alot of people on here.

I miss ...

-Britty! (FundiesHoorah) even though technically, I still talk with her. But still. And apparently, she's back, so give it up for Britty! Woop.

-Liz (Lizinator) because mans, she is crazy, and I miss that craziness. O_o and her computer is wiped out because of erm... inappropriate sites, apparently?

-9tailedNeko. She was like a really good friend of mine on here. :[ Dude, I miss you! ALOT!! AHH!

-ImoutoChan. n_n she's so sweeet. <3 nuff said.

-Meg (InnocentHeart) Possibly the sweetest person on this whole entire world wide web. She left the most encouraging comments.

-Kittenlark. The other most possibly sweetest person ever. :] I miss her alot too.

-Kay (kaylovely) my wifey, I miss alot. Like ALOT. Kay, if you're reading this, I really miss talking with you. And I'm not even sure if you go on The O anymore, and if you don't : I guess I'm out of luck, hm? I miss you <3

I miss you guys like crazy, and just know that I haven't forgotten any of you. I just can't come on much anymore. :[ if there are any other ways you want to contact me, just shoot me a comment and we'll work something out.

I love you guys immensely! I LOVE ALL OF YOU, not just the ones listed. :]

Wildflower by: Sam

I am a wildflower.
A weed.
A ragamuffin.
I am unwanted.
Stepped over.
I go where the wind blows me,
touching for only a moment,
resting on cheeks of unsuspecting passerbys.
My only links to the earth.
I grew in the crevices of a crack.
The sun did not reach me.
The warmth did not touch me.
The wind blew me wayforth,
away, away, away
I go.
I tickle the noses of my human friends.
They brush me away.
And the small breeze sets me off again.
Where is a small wildflower to go with no home.
I cannot exist any further.
My seeds blow forth,
and my stem is discarded.
Stepped over.
I was a wildflower.

Merry Thanksgiving, Peeops

Merry Thanksgiving everybody! Love you all!

Shout out to my wifeee! :D <3 <3 <3

In the Dark by: Sam...For Kay.

What's today?
What's tomorrow?
What's yesterday?
What do the days matter to me,
as long as they're with you?
What's love?
What's lust?
What's hate?
What do these feelings matter to me,
as long as they're felt with you?
What's here?
What's there?
What's now?
No matter where I look,
I can't find you.
I can't see you.
I can only cry out for you,
and hope that you cry back.
And you always do.
I can only wait for the day
we can finally turn on that light switch,
and find each other,
for the rest of our lives.

I love looking back on our yesterdays.
I lust for the tomorrows ahead.
I hate the todays that are at an end.