The Life and Crimes of I

Name: Kimberly
Nicknames: Kimi, Kimi-chan, Kim, KitKat, Kitten-chan, The dumbest smart person in the world (courtesy of my friends and family), Crazy/Psycho/Insane, Genius, la-fee-de-morte(deviantArt), Katana Black(FanFiction.net), Katana Black (FictionPress.com), Katsody (GaiaOnline), Katsody (TinierMe)
Residence: East Coast, USA
Interests: Reading, writing, music, gaming, manga, learning. I'm a writer, a musician, a gamer, and a scientist. If Barnes and Noble, Game Stop, a biological research lab, and a ramen shop all decided to collaborate on a single store, I would live there for the rest of my natural life and be in pure bliss.

Favorites:
Genre(s) of Music: Classical, neo-classical, rock, reggaeton
Song(s): Final Fantasy VII: Advent Children, One-Winged Angel, Vanessa-Mae, Bach Street Prelude
Artist(s): Bond, Clint Mansell, The Used, Ludwig van Beethoven, John Williams, Black Violin, Muse, t.A.T.u., Killswitch Engage, 30 Second to Mars, Vanessa-Mae, Utada Hikaru, Emilie Autumn, 3OH!3, BoA, Dir en Grey, Tokio Hotel, Paul Oakenfold
Game(s): Kingdom Hearts, Soul Calibur, Mortal Kombat, The World Ends With You
Gaming Platform: Xbox 360, PS2
Character(s): Train Heartnet (Black Cat), Ludwig Kakumei (Ludwig Kakumei), L and Light (DeathNote), Axel and Riku (Kingdom Hearts), Kakashi-sensei (Naruto), Curious George, Sho Minamimoto (TWEWY)
Book: Crime and Punishment, Fyodor Dostoevsky
Manga(s): Black Cat, DeathNote, Rurouni Kenshin, Buso Renkin, Ludwig Kakumei, Kuroshitsuji, Axis Powers Hetalia, and Deadman's Wonderland
Color(s): Black, red, pink
Food(s): BBQ chicken, ramen
Dessert(s): rum raisin ice cream, chocolate pocky
Fruit: watermelon
Animal: felines

Tools of the Trade: Mental instability and something to write with. A good soundtrack doesn't hurt, either.
Favorite Quote: "When I play with my cat, who knows whether she is not amusing herself with me more than I with her." --Michel de Montaigne

Welcome to my world! Please buckle up and keep your hands and feet inside the vehicle at all times. Don't worry about emergency exits; there are none. If you wish to exit before the ride is over, you do so at your own risk. If you sustain any form of brain damage, IQ reduction, and/or psychological disorder from any of these rides, I will not be held liable. Have a nice day and enjoy your trip!

Created By Rexikat Rhapsody

Term Paper and Procrastination

So guess who stayed up all night to finish her term paper the morning it was due?

<_< >_> ...What, me? What? How dare you even accuse me of such a thing!

...So, yeah, six-twenty, Jan. 5, I've officially finished my term paper, due...about two hours later. C'est moi la vie. ^_^

Day Two of the New Year

Day Two: It's getting colder...people are dying...I don't know how much longer the rest of us can last here. It's crazy. People are committing suicide left and right...the wild animals are claiming the rest. Me and a few others have found a hiding spot up in the trees...but I don't know how much longer we can hide... Wait...something--move! MOVE! SOMETHING'S COMING! We have to go! NO! NOOOO!!!! Come on, let's go! If we hurry this way we ca--

Sorry, little mind trip there. Just a joke.

I'm like, writing this term paper in shifts. I'm currently on a part about America and I am having so much trouble focusing. I really don't like American history. At all. But, what must be done, must be done.

I woke up at one o' clock today. I was having another one of those dreams where I have to save all of existence from imminent obliteration. Yeah. I have those with amazing frequency. It's probably not a healthy sign.

As a matter of fact, I shouldn't even be writing this here now. This here is just a distraction, an excuse to not be writing my report. So...I'm gonna go now. Sayonara!

Spicy Shrimp

I'm currently typing left-handedly while eating the remains of the spicy curry shrimp i made for New Year's Eve. My mouth is watering and the fingers on my right hand are covered in curry sauce (hence, the left-handed typing). Spicy curry shrip, esprcially the wy...hold on, the left hand thing ain't workin' so well...

Okay. Hands all clean! Now, as I was saying, spicy curry shrimp, especially the way I make it (because I can put as much pepper in it as I want! ;]), is one of my top ten favorite foods of all time. Pretty much anything spicy I'll eat. I love spicy. Mmmm.

Now I'm eating the coconut macaroons my bestest friend's mother made for us for New Year's Eve. Mmm. Cococnut-y. Chewy, but coconut-y.

New Year's Day

Happy New Year's Day, everybody! Let the resolution-breaking bets begin! One week? Two months? How long 'til every resolution is broken?

Hm. I woke up this morning cussing in my head. That's never a sign of a good day. Ever. I got to thinking about serious things, like schoolwork, and my parents. They're divorced, but I know my father wants to come back, and I have a feeling my mother would let him. She's rather religious, all into full forgiveness and stuff, and I think she feels bad for him. I'm all for forgiveness and everything, and I'm not holding a grudge against him for leaving, but in my opinion, he needs to understand the consequences of his actions. He chose to leave, he wanted the divorce, he should have thought about what he was giving up. If he's lonely now, he should have thought about that then. He should have thought about how we felt when he left us. I'm just trying to protect myself and my family from what he's done so he can't do it again. I changed so much after he left in order to cope, I don't know what would happen if he came back. I was so angry for a long time, and only in the past couple of years got over it, I don't want to relapse into that states I was in before.

*Sigh* Oh well. I'll figure something out. I'm stronger, now, and I won't let him destroy what I've made for myself so easily.

But I swear, sometimes I just can't...I just want to...Whatever. I'm putting myself in a bad mood.

On a happier note, I'm going to watch Final Fantasy VII: Advent Children sometime in the near future, seeing as how my sister got me the special edition box set for Christmas. I can't wait for that, and then I have to get to B. Dalton to get the next few books in the Black Cat series. Unfortunately, the closest B. Dalton is in the mall. Ick. I hate the mall. Too many people.

So, I have some stories to finish, reports to write, fanfics to read. Happy New Year's!

Sayonara!

About Me...

My name is Kimberly, but most people call me Kimi or just Kim. I'm a writer, a musician, a gamer, and a scientist. If Barnes and Noble, Game Stop, a biological research lab, and a ramen shop all decided to collaborate on a single store, I would live there for the rest of my natural life and be in pure bliss. For now, I live in Jersey. My younger sister calls me a freak on a daily basis. Derive what you want from that, but I try not to let what people call me get to me. I'm sixteen and in eleventh grade. I've gone to Catholic school all my life, but as far as I know, fit none of the stereotypes. I have one best friend whom I've known since I was four years old. I love her to death. She is my reading and writing buddy, a hopeful author herself. I have one friend whom I met in high school. I also love her to death, as she is my wifey. She is my gaming, manga, and anime buddy, the one who started me on my manga trip. I have another friend who is an artist. She threw me onto deviantArt and made me confront my self-consciousness about people reading what I write. She is soft and pink and fluffy like a bunny. I love her to death as well, even if sometimes her girliness/huginess/general-closeness makes me want to shoot her in the face. She, along with a few other of my friends, have yet to figure out that I often experience drastic mood changes, and sometimes need to be left alone. When my parents divorced in the fifth grade, I internalized all of my emotions, and was really, really angry for a while. I honestly wanted to kill people some days, and had a hard time restraining from doing something physical. Instead, I created mental scenarios where I could do whatever I pleased, including mass murder. Sometimes I would write, and that would help me release some anger as well. Then I discovered the art of fanfictions and yaoi, and seriously, my moods improved drastically. I learned that life was meant to be enjoyed, and to laugh was to live well. Don't ask me how. I think it was because I read one that made me laugh so insanely much that I realized I wanted to feel like that all the time, and that I could if I let myself. I still have my moments where I absolutely need to be alone, or else I'll do something I regret, but for the most part, I try to keep an optimistic attitude.

I'm shy and don't like giving oral presentations, but I'm getting over it. I have a bit of a perfection complex, but I'm the biggest procrastinator in the universe. I can't stand people who don't have common sense. Even more than that, I can't stand people who act like they don't have common sense. I learn things quickly. I think that's one of my better traits. Getting straight A's in school doesn't make me a genius, as many people say to me. It just means I have a strong desire to learn. I have a tendency to hide my emotions. I don't like to talk about them, but they end up being expressed in whatever I'm writing at the moment. I used to write a lot of stuff about death and murder, but lately, it's been a ton of comedy. A sign of the times, I hope. I love biology. Best subject ever. Second is creative writing. I have a tendency to spend periods of time holding mental conversations with characters in my head. I don't know if that's healthy, but it hasn't hurt me so far. I lead an extremely rich fantasy life. My fantasy life is probably richer than Donald Trump, Oprah Winfrey, and Bill Gates combined. It's what gets me by, though. I have a crippling fear of eternity. Once, I almost had a panic attack during a practice SAT because there was a whole section on black holes, and I started thinking about what happens after death. I love ramen. I love apple pie. I love monkeys. This is getting long. The End.