Hey everyone, been a crazy while since I last posted. If you made it here, welcome to my teenager days. I am now 20 and is amazed to see all that has changed since I first started using TheOtaku. I love poetry and I plan on becoming an accountant. If you want to talk, or just need a friend to vent to, hit me up :)

Marching Band

Well i attend JP Taravella and our marching band is one of the best in the nation..And well we have been practicing foro nly four days and we r at college level...I am hurting like a bitch and im so tired and sore and everything and school starts Monday...So life sucks!!!

My Week

Tuesday:Work and gym
Wednesday:Band Sectional and Gym
Thursday:Work and gym
Friday:Work
Saturday:Gym
Sunday:My cousins baptisim
Monday:Gym

News/Week

~?!News!?~
I have a fractured jaw^^

Week:
June 30th-Tuesday:Work
July 1st-Wednesday:Registering for school
July 2nd-Thursday:Work
July 3rd-Friday:Free!!
July 4th-Saturday:4th of July party^^
July 5th-Sunday:Free!!
July 6th-Monday:Free!!

Poetry...I hope you like it!!

Pride

They say to swallow it.
They say to hold it high.
They say to use it in tough situations.
They say to smile with it.
Thats what they want me to do with my pride.
My pride goes to what i want it too.
My pride has its own way of thinking in tough spots.
My pride smiles on its own.
My pride doesn't listen to others.
My pride doesn't show unless i open its cage.
My pride stays close even when i don't use it.
My pride loves me because i keep it wherever i go.
My pride is my shadow.
My pride is my bodies God.
My pride shows the world just how much compassion i have.
My pride is my life.

Poetry...

Our secret society of pain and sorrow

Sometimes it gets cold in this intoxicating place.
And other times i feel like my life is out of the race.
Am i guarenteed safety?
Am i guarenteed hope?
When i look up through the rain
I see myself trapped in all of your pain
You take your anger out on me
And is it pleasure that i see?
I cant tell you the good
And why it is and how it should
I cant tell you the bad
Or why people always seem to think the theme song has gone mad.
I can tell you who i am and what we are
A society full of pain and sorrow
And we dont even think about tomorrow.
Some have razors, some have knifes
Even our own Grim Reaper carries a sythe
Some take pills, others have problems that may give you the chills
Thats our thrill.
You can be a critique or a spectator if you want
I just hope you dont mind our taunts
We live in a society full of sorrow and the only game we play
Is the game of "What is our pain today?"
In this society our fears run the show
Its like playing softball and winning the game depends on this last throw.
In our scoiety we grow through pain
Except this lion cant be tame
We walk to the streets at night
And the shrieking sounds of glass shattering fill us with delight.
We whisper our names into the forest of death
And it whispers back through the Dragon’s breath
In our society we cut very deep
We do it in front of girls who shout “Ew!You creep!”
We feast on the walking dead that climb these walls
They all died of homocide in these halls
In this society I look left
Because they say whoever looks right gets put in jail for theft.
In this scoiety I actually rule
Because out there, in the real world, everbody and everything, to me, is just way to cruel.