Name(s): Sophia Perry, Sagesse Poirier, Tofu(?), Soap, Wolfy, Chie-chan, Shadow Lurker, Phi(phi)-chan, Miss Batty(?), Lurker, Shadow Voice, Chibichimi-chan
Blood type: Unknown
Sign: Taurus
Year of the Rooster
I IS MAD HATTERESS
Torn, torn between love and duty.
Between hatred and friendship.
The choice, the choice is always the conflict.
And dreams come true the way you never want them to!
This is me. This is you, reading a box that is supposed to tell about me. But it doesn't. And that's okay. I like it better that way.
C'est moi. C'est vous, qui lit un boit qu'est suppos� � vous dire de moi. Mais il ne le fait pas. Et c'est bien. Je l'aime cet moyen.
Current Residence: Wonderland
Interests: manga, anime, wolves, metal, drawing, screwing around, being annoying
Favourite movie: Balto.
Favourite band or musician: Brian "Head" Welch and Trent Reznor
Favourite genre of music: industrial metal and nu grunge
Favourite artist: ummmm. i like flowy styles, that is like, magic, y'know?
Favourite poet or writer: Ted Dekker, Anne Rice, and Holly Black
Favourite style of art: drawing
Operating System: MACINTOSH!!!!!
Favourite game: Pokemon XD and any fantasy RP games, + mah fav animes
Favourite cartoon character: TR!!! and Nekozawa senpai
Personal Quote: ...And fairytales come true the way you never want them to!Tools of the Trade: pencil. pen.
Email: [email protected]
Yo yo yo! It's mah b-day, and I have only one thing to say - two things actually. Firstly. ROCK OUT DUDES!!! YOU ROCK!!!! Secondly, I would say my best gift is that I have such friends. So, with that said, I actually have one more thing to say:
Cake anyone?
First off, let me start this off by stating that I am NOT racist in any way. I have many friends who are different races from me, and I view them all equally. I see the world as a giant rainbow, where the different races are the colored stripes. There is no master race, but if all the races were to mix together, the result would be a smeared brown, not the beautiful yet different and each equally important colors.
Is Obama really what everyone thinks he is? Does he really make all the decisions like a dictator might? I look at him, and all I see is an empty shell. I think there is a bigger force behind him. A bigger force like a puppet master. This is scary, because if what I think is going on is, it is a problem of the occult, something we as humans can barely fathom, let alone attempt to control. If it is true it means our leading force is the antichrist. No, not Obama the puppet – but whoever is behind him. One of Lucifer’s minions. Hell’s angel. Why would they set their sights on America? Easy. Our country is not used to hardships, which makes us easy to manipulate as a whole. We also accept anything and everything from every culture. Barack Hussein Obama is exactly the shell the antichrist would look for. A nice smile, a “reassuring” voice, and of course: the pity element. He is half black, his half-brother is poverty-stricken, and so “everyone can relate to him.” I think he may even be one of the terrorists who "died" bombing the Twin Towers in 9/11. If someone were to assassinate him, that would make America’s problems worse. The event would make him a martyr, and so glorify everything he “stood for”: socialism. How would you feel if it was the law to share your house with someone you didn’t even know? Share your food, your bed… everything. That is socialism.
I see America in a few years. It is not a pleasing sight. I’ll share a dream that I had with you. It took place in a couple of years from now. We went to Meijer and left all our stuff in the car, even my homework project, as standard rule of my family. I could tell we future-jumped because there were posts everywhere in the store letting us know what to do in an emergency where planes were near civilian areas. I could tell that the planes not going near civilization was a precaution against terrorists – albeit a weak one – because if you broke the law it could be easily seen and they might even be a terrorist. Also they had something they called “evacuation cars” where we had to cram as many people in the vehicles as we could to get them out of there. Well sure enough when we went in the store, there was one plane circling around the Meijer and another not far off, just kind of… watching. We ran toward the evacuation area, with a huge mass of people. I stuck at the back; all I could think of was how Guysky was going to be mad that I didn’t have my paper Monday, and how I had left my flash drive and the final volume of the manga Dragon Knights in the car. I didn’t see the bigger picture until I loaded myself into the minivan with 5 strange people and drove away watching the parking lot explode into flames. We had lost everything. Is this truly what we want as a free country? Where we should have the right to be safe in our own homes or where we go?
Obama is not going to save us. Only Jesus saves. Please remember that when watching the news and viewing his latest atrocities.
sorry, i needed a break from my ee cummings-ness. if u dont know who that is wikipedia has all the answers...
anyways. havent done anything in a while. sorry. havent been in the chatroom in a while. sorry again. so i can keep apologizing or we can make this a real post...
betsy
a cold wind blows
though it is spring
my heart is as cold as winter
without your warming presence
i feel broken
i feel as if each of the shattered pieces of my heart
have blown along the cold wind
and scattered to distant lands
i know you can never come back
but i want to run through our backyard together again
i want to spend my summers under the shade of the peach tree
i want to embrace your furry neck again
and so in this way
we separate
each to our own fate
your soul to a better place
this is my goodbye to you
betsy
sorry. that really belongs in the emo poem corner. i meant for it to be sentimental, not sad. really. there's a difference. *sigh*
ok anyways!! autocad. really hard. of course thats my own fault. bet i could get something done if i quit screwing around lol.
see ya tomorrow, à demain!
(i wondered how long it would let me go - lol)
im not gonna be here for the next week for spring break...
so sorry.
remember i dont hate you~ 
Dearest James,
I have always wanted to meet you. I've seen your handsome face on wanted posters and seen police reports, but I am sure you are so much more charming in person, with your dazzling smile and voice that sends joy straight through my heart. Everytime I see you I shiver from sheer ecstasy. You always bail out your friends and give your beloved a rose. That is what I value most in a man, and you are perfect for me.
I love the way your emerald eyes sparkle and shine in the moonlight, and the way your pale vampire skin offsets your beautiful lavender hair, so like clouds. I want to be in your arms, to run my fingers through your hair, for our faces to connect and mingle.
All I want in this life is you, and I wish you could see me. But for now, please be with Jessie because I want you to be happy. I could never face myself if you were sad. Someday we will meet, James, and Jess will find another. She always does.
I want to see you, to be with you, and that is my wish. I hope that when you see me, you feel the same.
Love,
Chie-chan
