DragonMando

I've read tutorial after tutorial and even full on books...still can't read it, still can't use it. I'm a lost cause xD

I'm like Cia. I don't really see the words, rather the images they words create--at least if it's well written. If it's not, or the visualizations aren't that in-depth, I usually won't even bother because feeling like I'm consciously reading isn't a good feeling.

Not often, and when I do it's over something big. Last time was when a friend was suicidal and I didn't think she'd survive the night. Bawled like a baby when she texted me the next morning (I'd have been right with her physically if I could, but New Mexico is a bit far from Pennsylvania).

Windows 7 Firefox OpenOffice student/recreational/home/art Photoshop cs5, Gimp 2.6, SAI (use each for different things because I don't like how the others react to my tablet in certain situations)

I tend to be anxious about just about everything all the time, and it's wreaked havoc on my health. Best I've ever dealt with it is giving life the middle finger and running away to my videogames.

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I've been mentally/emotionally abused my whole life, physically not so much until recently. I grew up with the aloof dad that only seemed to show up to say I couldn't do anything and I was destined to live in a cardboard box if I didn't improve and by the time I was 13 or so, one sentence from him could ruin me. A fairly mild example would be when I was 14: I'd finally talked my dad into splitting the cost of a basketball hoop for my birthday, just a cheap second-hand one I'd found on a craigslist-like local paper you could get for free at the grocery store, total cost was like $30, and I was in hog heaven for the first few weeks teaching myself techniques I was reading in books. Then my dad showed up and told me everything I was doing wrong even though I was making baskets almost every time already. Turns out every single technique I'd read I had learned "wrong". I was devastated because my dad wouldn't tell me how to improve, he'd just show me what it was "supposed" to look like and it looked the same to me. In six years I've never been able to make another basket because I remember how I was doing it wrong so I either just drop the ball and freeze up or I get angry and miss. I was probably thinking about suicide from about then on every couple of months, then I'd scare myself out of it because I'm scared of pain and even more scared of attempting an surviving to have to deal with the flak. More recently, a "friend" has been biting, hitting, hauling me around by my collar, and calling me "his pet" and even though I know I need to tell him to stop, my conditioning from my family's sunken too deep so every time I open my mouth to tell him I magically go mute. Pretty much how I deal with everything in life I don't like is by playing videogames, writing, or drawing.

I'm a fairly deep sleeper actually, though I've trained myself to snap awake when I hear certain sounds in my sleep: a door opening, someone saying my name, knocking, or my computer booting up to name a few. Also my alarm on my phone.

My top four scores from that list were Hawk, Owl, Spider, and Crow, all of which I'm completely cool with, though I'd choose to be a barn owl or snowy owl if I had the choice.

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Absolutely beautiful. Yet again your poetry makes mine look like gibberish

Hogwarts will definitely always have a special place in my heart, right alongside Fablehaven and Neverland.

Everyone seems to also be forgetting the fact that the story promotes unhealthy relationship behaviours such as stalking, obsessively controlling your partner's actions, and worse... My problem is more the fan base though. I know kids who've had to be rushed to the emergency room because they said they didn't like twilight and they got beaten up for it.

Children = do not want. I have pedophobia - so me and kids is just bad news. The sound of a baby crying usually makes me have to leave the room in tears, children throwing tantrums can put me in flat out hysterics. I don't even like being around well-behaved kids because to me, they're as terrifying as a dog you know is rabid and could burn and bite if you make one wrong move. That said, I don't want any at this point, and it's probably for the best. However, if I somehow get over my phobia someday, I would consider adoption because of how few kids ever escape the system. I have a friend who's a social worker and the statistics are just sad. Only three percent of kids in the adoption system will ever find a forever family, so in a way I almost feel obligated to get over myself and make some kid end up in that precious one in thirty-three chance.

People tend to say I have a rather unique stance on marriage. I see it as it was thousand of years ago: a political deal. Sure, you aren't trading two pigs and a dozen chickens for a woman now, but in reality it hasn't changed all that much. You're still signing a contract saying someone belongs to you and the traditional vows make it pretty clear you shouldn't be able to escape it. "In plenty and in want; in joy and in sorrow; in sickness and in health; as long as we both shall live." As long as we both shall live. That's marriage to me. It's willingly (or still unwillingly in some cases) signing yourself off to being someone else's pet. Even worse, "marriage" has so many religious ties it isn't even funny. Personally, I'd rather have a relationship just stand on its own merit than rely on a piece of paper, especially when the thought of it makes me feel like I'm turning a partner into a piece of property.

Lord of the Rings Online, Minecraft, Sims 2, and Pokemon are really all I play right now. I have my xbox and ps2 back though so that list will be expanding by about four dozen games soon as the disks follow the consoles.

Not all exes are horrible. I have a few, and most of them I'm still friends with. There's really only one that I don't talk to anymore and that's really only because he's kind of immature and annoying. Otherwise he would probably be on the friend list too.

Simple: I don't. I can't stand the taste of chocolate, especially 'fake' chocolate.

I haven't, but that was during my six month period when I was going on dates (which totaled three, with three different people). I have issues with physical contact, as I'm very jumpy. I also haven't been on a date in 16 months xD

I don't really *follow* any, but every now and again I'll head over to MSPA's Homestuck Penny Arcade Lackadaisy and xkcd

Question, as it regards anime. To those who watch it, do you watch the subs or dubs? Personally, I detest dubs and will *ONLY* watch an anime with subs, as the English voices tend to be very flat, even monotoned. The Japanese is much more entertaining because the emotion in the voices is as ludicrous as their actions in a situation. It makes it so I can't do anything else though, so I can read the words on my screen, which is a drawback as I have a hard time focusing on anything on a screen unless I'm doing something.

I have one now! His name is Sollux, sol and lux being the latin root words for sun and light, respectively, and I did a no-no and smooshed them together...then remembered Sollux is also the name of a character from a webcomic I read sometimes xD

as a genre? No. I'm not a fan of genres, period. But, I do like a few animes, Black Butler and Death Note (only the first season of each) being the ones that spring to mind most easily.

Already debunked by myself and a highschooler last night :'D We recalculated the "math", and actually...their math was over a half a day off. 1. There was no concept of daylight savings in biblical times, so go backward an hour 2. It would start at 6pm ISRAELI time in order to first rapture the 144,000 of God's specially Chosen, which all happen to be Jews that stayed in Israel over the last 2000 years 3. the days started at 7pm back then, not 12am, so back that clock up another 6 hours. So to make the math as easy as possible, reverse the entire process 7 hours. Then figure in Israeli time. The rapture started at 11pm EST last night. YAY FOUR YEARS OF BIBLE HISTORY IN HIGH SCHOOL!

Lock the door, say hi to the dogs, walk upstairs to deposit my backpack and keys, go back downstairs for some tea or juice, proceed with business as usual.