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Shotokan07

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Hey I haven't been rping for awhile so I'm giving it a shot. This time its gonna be a little different. Been trying to use my imagination to some use.

I haven't opened the thread yet, but I'd like ideas before I start.

Please let us use this place to talk, suggest, ...flirt :devil: , and all the rest we can to make this thread unique and fun.

Basically, I want this thread to be like how life really is. Everyone living their own lives (real or/and fantasy) but somehow... everything is connected. Like a chess game. Altho a pawn of far corner has been moved and has no relations with the king or others...eventually the choices that were made has an affect later in the game.

See ourselves as the ruler of our own pieces, we already chose to be someone and live a life in a way. It is ultimately what we want to accomplish for our soul. Sometimes being a beggar might be a torture in life, but there's something you want to find out...what is it, we don't know, let us not state it out, but leave it as a paradox as how it is in real life. Savvy? You don't have to get too philosophical, but I wish you do atleast a little.

Remember everyone, somehow, has to have an affect on to others. For example, a person had a car accident on the main road. Because of this a lady missed out on her daughter's graduation. Since then the daughter didn't care much about her life with her family because no one was ever there for her. Back to the guy with car accident, because he got into an accident with someone who was gonna kill himself and realized more to life...etc. Basically a plan of life...made by us.


Since this a literotica based forum, there should be sexual activities... definately! :p But I also want it to be more than just eroticism, so I'm putting it here and not in SRP.

Now I want you to throw some ideas out here. Don't PM me with the ideas, let it be here so everyone can observe your dream and understand what you see.

I will start the thread with maximum of 3 people having multiple characters. I don't want things to go off hand into chaos or even for the better but then after a couple of weeks dying out. I believe this is just life is. "You can't have everything at the same time."

My friends from the ORP are more than welcome to join in and help me out. You are my back bone on Lit. ~:heart:

Let us hope for the best and see LIFE is really made when we step back and watch it.

~Shotokan07 :rose:
 
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Good Poem to be related.

Visionary
by Angeline ©
You see what matters.
Your eyes make the world.
Your perspective rolls lateral,
and this is life.

Sometimes it rolls vertical,
and this is happiness,

until someone's descent
fogs your vision,
and this is stumbling

through a universal joke.
Heaven drops banana peels
every day
whether you call it rain,
or just another lifetime.

Isn't it funny
how we dance these steps,
nimbly,
then slip on somebody else's skin

after they broke through to peace;
we're left behind
with the half-life of their suffering.

My mother
threw spills of salt over her shoulder,
and said "that's that."

My father
worked three jobs,
and said "everyone is selfish;
just do your best."

Now everyone is dead,
so am I selfish to be angry
that all I have left
is a salt shaker's worth of words?

River flows
and rock erodes,
but the colors
of the setting sun on rock
are so beautiful.

Have you seen that?
 
This i just thought id post it fits in a way
Couse
By Carl J . Coleman

I am an unquenchable fire,
The center of all energy,
The stout heroic heart.
I am truth and light,
I hold power and glory in my sway.
My presence
Disperses dark clouds.
I have been chosen
To tame the Fates...



I am UnQuenched Disires
The course an d center of all motion
I make Hearts Burn, I set the Fires
I am the spirit of truth and light, EMOTION
I take power and glory from those in my way
My presence ... :)
Tements Darkness and Sooths the clouds
I Choose The Chosen
Iam Untamed , I am Fair, Iam Freedom !
I Am Fate...............................
 
Cool. But it kinda sounds like being God. I'm trying not to impersonate or take the place of God. But thank you for the post.
 
Thank you But the poem is actualy about the duelality af poeple and life. We all think or try to be one thing when we we arnt what we think we are
 
Yes I agree on that. You're right on that sense. Now how would you put in a storyline where it is visible when only analyzed of someone's life?
 
Thank you

Hi and thank you so much for posting my poem. :)

I can't stay and play (real life is pretty demanding these days), but I can tell you a bit about the poem. The title refers to having the "vision" to see something differently--in a way you had not accepted in the past.

For me that was about following a ritual in my parents' religion. Lightiing a yahrzeit candle to show respect for a deceased loved one is a Jewish tradition. I remember my grandmother and then my mother doing it. I'm not "officially" religious and normally would not want to do the rituals, but decided after all the childhood memories in the poem, that I would do it for my dad, out of respect for him and my other ancestors.

I wrote about it again, more specifically, btw in the poem Skywriting.

So I guess that does fit with what you're trying to do here--see things from someone else's point of view. Thanks again for the good words and for using my poem here.

:rose:
Angeline
 
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Arright arright. I've been procastinating too long. I won't get a chance if I don't do it now. School's almost over and I won't internet access anytime later.

I guess I'm gonna stick in here with the thread. I'm gonna post as a solo for now... I guess.

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May 16, 2004

Today I dreamt about the beginning. Creation of life through Fire and Water. Creatures that has wings to fly the gaseous air and fins to swim the water. Sudden a war broke out between the water and fire. Water grew land from the mixture of fire's flames and its own element, hence bringing life upon the land. While fire also made land however because of its extremity, the land was destroyed back to flames. The creatures couldn't live in only fire so they were forced to moved to the land made by water.

The dream suddenly changed to something else. Everything turned white, a pure bright color with angels flying. Vision shows that I'm an angel as well. I was pure light and very calm. Trail of thoughts whispered in my mind. I made some kind of decision, it so quick like it felt that as angels there is no such thing as having a single at once.

With a rush, it seemed that I felt from the heavens and to the ground. My legs felt heavy as if I never had used them before. I looked up and asked myself. Why would I do such a thing? I felt I did something wrong, but I know I'm wrong. There's something out there that telling me I did this for something good...

(it's a true dream)

I'm gonna use this as my start and I guess like a diary...
 
Seasons of loneliness. Why do I feel like this? Things get better for me yet in time I come back to state of depression again. I torment to find a girl in my life... but I can't have her. Its so fucked up, I want something that I know I shouldn't have. My life's so messed up that having her will just her miserable...

How do I make myself focus? Especially going to college and seeing so many beautiful girls. ...Just beautiful, but nothing about them. They might as well be a total bitch from getting hurt so many times, society’s conditioning, or just desperate to find a friend, someone who knows what pain means and can share. I wish I could be their friend... but how do I approach them? I'm so fucked up myself.

I have such a great friend. ...I don't know if I'm falling in love with her, but I know I shouldn't. A sweetheart, I must say; just gets hurt little at a time where ever she goes, like chips on the corners of a mirror. She makes me go crazy sometimes... When she cries from the sorrow she feels with her boyfriend, I hate being there. I can't see her cry, nor feel like the guy who wants to take her off her feet and take her away... when she's someone else's.

What does friendship mean to me? Sacrifice. I won't lose her friendship.

She picked me up so high in the sky, at the time that I was just falling off the cliff and didn't know how to get up, I don't know how to thank her. She's my best friend.

She loves him so much, yet mine is waiting. I wish I could just find someone, anyone... Anyone from this forsaken college and just make her happy and feel special for what she is... But no, they end up in the wrong arms...

There's something I need to learn... Perhaps its time to become bad just so I can become good...

But should I? I'm afraid that once I become them... I'll never come back.

Why do I feel like a crippled angel who for some reason is very happy to walk this world aimlessly, but just in pain that I lost something very beautiful? It wasn't bad that I held back from something I miss, but also losing my wings.

Now I can see the poem that I wrote so long ago, about a blind fool waiting for his princess across the shores...

I'm just broken down soul who gave up heaven to find something in hell...

Seasons of Loneliness
may rain upon me,
shine on me,
make my feet cold,
make me feel warm,
nothing will take away my one moment
...of happiness.
 
OOC: Hey now how did I miss this for so long? This is yet another fun chance to play the anti-me. Just need to adapt her, she was my first Chara on lit.

Name: Katt Lee
gender: female
Age: 19
eyes: green
hair: short red.
skin: white with no tan.
Clothing: Knee length blue skirt, and matching plain blue shirt with short sleeves.
Bio: Young college student, who's best and virtually only friend just went to Italy for her honeymoon with a man she doesn't really care for. She is single, often board, and has led a fairly mundane life. Some how she tends to find the bad side of things.

(For now I'll just use a female Chara to counter your male, but I will add more characters as needed.)

Also could I get more info on your character, living in the dorms, does he have a job, live with parents etc. So I can adapt my girl a bit more.
 
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OOC: Hey now how did I miss this for so long? This is yet anotehr fun chance to play the anti-me. Just need to adapt her, she was my first chara on lit.

Name: Katt Lee
gender: female
Age: 19
eyes: green
hair: short red.
skin: white with no tan.
Cloathing: Knee length blue skirt, and matching plain blue shirt with short sleeves.
Bio: Young college student, who's best and virtualy only friend just went to italy for her hooneymoon with a man she doesn't really care for. She is singal, often board, and has led a fairly mundane life. Some how she tends to find the bad side of things.

(For now I'll just use a female chara to counter your male, but I will add more characters as needed.)

Also could I get more info on your character, liveing in the dorms, does he have a job, live with parents etc. So I can adapt my girl a bit more.
 
OOC: Hey now how did I miss this for so long? This is yet another fun chance to play the anti-me. Just need to adapt her, she was my first Chara on lit.

Name: Katt Lee
gender: female
Age: 19
eyes: green
hair: short red.
skin: white with no tan.
Clothing: Knee length blue skirt, and matching plain blue shirt with short sleeves.
Bio: Young college student, who's best and virtually only friend just went to Italy for her honeymoon with a man she doesn't really care for. She is sigle, often board, and has led a fairly mundane life. Some how she tends to find the bad side of things.

(For now I'll just use a female Chara to counter your male, but I will add more characters as needed.)

Also could I get more info on your character, living in the dorms, does he have a job, live with parents etc. So I can adapt my girl a bit more.
 
OOC: Hey now how did I miss this for so long? This is yet another fun chance to play the anti-me. Just need to adapt her, she was my first Chara on lit.

Name: Katt Lee
gender: female
Age: 19
eyes: green
hair: short red.
skin: white with no tan.
Clothing: Knee length blue skirt, and matching plain blue shirt with short sleeves.
Bio: Young college student, who's best and virtually only friend just went to Italy for her honeymoon with a man she doesn't really care for. She is sigle, often board, and has led a fairly mundane life. Some how she tends to find the bad side of things.

(For now I'll just use a female Chara to counter your male, but I will add more characters as needed.)

Also could I get more info on your character, living in the dorms, does he have a job, live with parents etc. So I can adapt my girl a bit more.
 
Ooc: (Gee, another thread that I overlooked... Damn I hate when I do that!) This sounds interesting. I'll use my first succesful, (Human-wise) character.

Name: Eiji Moonlerion
Gender: Male
Age:19
eyes: Azure
hair: light auburn
Clothing: He often wears baggy, light brown cargo type pants. He also has an loose white t-shirt and an gray jacket with an yin-yang symbol that has an eerie purple glow around it


Bio: Eiji is a regular street kid, never really fited in anywhere, just... another trouble maker in the crowd. He pretty much did every thing for him self, even got into college without anybodies help but himself. Now he just goes on a every day, routine schedual that he can't seem to escape.
 
OOC: Cats! You posted 3 times! ...with the same thing! ...what am I gonna do with you?

And what do you mean how did you miss this thread? It was always up and there has been a link on my sig.

You two are clueless. Lolz, anywayz I'm honored to have you two in this thread. Hopefully, this thread will be a never ending thread like the Announcement thread.


Cats, the guy in this that I'm playing is me, myself in real life. Do I really have to tell you who I am? I think you know me well enough.

And for college goes...we can make up our own college, or if you want my college: Queens College ...it doesn't have dorms, but like private housing outside of the campus. Think of it as like a community college but bigger and in the suburban area of New York City...but officially a University.
 
6 AM

I wake up dreaming about having a fight with my father. -I dreamt that he hated me having my car and that I always gave my devotion to her (it). He was complaining to my mother about why I had a two doored car and I'm being so fucking selfish. He then went downstairs and reared my car into the street letting some car destroy her. I looked out the window seeing the remainings, tears ran down my face. Not only he wants everything his way, he won't let me have anything that I love. I ran downstairs, pissed I started punching into the windows of cars around me, "this is what you fucking want? You like destroying cars, huh dad? Here, let me help you!" I punch into a windshield of a silver Crown Victoria, hurting myself but not breaking the glass. In shock, I elbowed into the glass shattering it everywhere. Someone ended up pulling me back into the apartment. I went to the kitchen and looked back outside on the street to see my car. My father was nearby doing something, I said to him, "Do what the fuck you want, understand this I won't change and I'll do you a favor, I'll be moving out soon. I thought I could be a good son to you but it seems you just want me to change completely into your ideal culture."

That is when I wake up, ironically listening to my father arguing with my mother. He is telling her, "I've been trying so hard for this family and no one seems to cooperate. I come home so tired from working all night and then I have to go thru this shit?

Mom, "Hey hun', can you relax...its 6 in the morning, why are you being like this? Its not his fault. You always want him to park his car on the street so you can park your car on the driveway.

Dad, "So? But how do I know if he's parking his car on the street or on the driveway. He doesn't have the decency of calling me up and letting me know. We don't have a father-son relationship.

"..."

"Then her, our daughter, just following his footsteps. Not taking care of herself, so fucking lazy." He's talking right infront of her, my sister.

I whisper in my mind while still laying on my bed, "(Dad...she's only 10)" Then I remember how tough it was for me growing up. Seems like a deja-vu, hearing my mother and father arguing about money and life while I laid in the bedroom, sleeping while they screamed right infront of me...like I didn't even exist.

I dazed off to sleep...

10 AM

I'm dreaming about me riding a micro motorcycle. Everytime I look down I see the bike having only one wheel. I'm riding through small alleys trying to escape someone. I endup in some corner, seems like China town. A lady throws me cloth, which I grab and keep riding away. Suddenly, on the next alley, the wall didn't really exist but someone kicking down a door. A girl, a bounty hunter looked at me. The scene changed where I was looking at myself from her eyes. I am a young boy with long hair coming to my face. ...I wasn't on a bike anymore but on a stomper. It changed back when I look down, and I see myself on the stomper. I run to the corner of the room, she coming at me. She held a gun pointing at me, I retaliated and grabed the gun from her. I pinned down on the floor and realizing I'm back to my own age (20). For some reason I started to rip all her clothes off, she looked like Faye from "Cowboy Bebop". On the thought, someone pushed me off of her and took over in my position. He started raping her.

I woke up hearing my cell phone. It was playing "Fur Elise" knowing who it was. It was her, my good friend.

"Hey Jay, I thought you had class today!"

Grunting, I saying, "Eh..."

"What's up? How did you sleep?"

"Good...how are you?"

Snickers, "Good"

"Jay, you were supposed to be class. Didn't you supposed to have a final?"

"Not really, just a review."

"Jay..."

"I'm good good, how did go with your boyfriend."

"It was good."

"Yea, everything's fine?"

"Yea..., anyways do you want breakfast?"

"No shit."

"Haha, so get your sorry ass up and get over here. Do you like Croissants?"

"Yea, but make it go" Groaning, waking up from sleep.

"Why?"

"Because, as usual by the time I get to your house, we gotta get to school."

"Its gonna take you 3 hours to get to my house? You live like 5 blocks awa- wait, you're right."

"You know me, I need that quick nap before I see your beautiful face."

"Just hurry up will ya?"

"Uh-huh"

"Talk to you soon."

Whisper, "Bye"

Laying there, looking up at the ceiling. Just start thinking about what I'm doing here. I get up, pop on the TV and watch some cartoons.

NOON

I finally get off my bed and run into the bathroom to brush my teeth...

Taking of fifteens minutes to freshen up and I get dressed and head out to pick up my friend.

1 PM

Driving in the car, as it starts raining, I'm looking for a parking around my campus. My friend riding with she starts crying...

"What's wrong?" Putting my hand on her knee, concerned.

"Nothing. Its just it was so much fun in high school, you know? Now everything that's going on, all just bullshit."

"Babe, you can't relive the past and regret the present... Don't do this to yourself?" Cracking a weak joke, "two of us can't be miserable." Smiling at her.

Smiling back from my joke, "This rain reminds me of how Tom and I first met. We went to a park and we were sitting there when it got all dark and started pouring. I ended up going to class all soaking wet and everyone in class stopped and looked at me."

Thinking of how she does catch everyone's attention where ever she goes. Trying to make fantasize what she was telling me about her day, and asking myself of how he found such a nice girl and a guy typically does. It seems so easy yet, for me I can't understand how I'm supposed to ask a girl out to a park...

I was playing the cd in the car in low volume when I heard a song ending and knowing what song came next.

"I played this song when I was high school..." Putting up the volume, it was Richard Marx - Waiting Right Here.

Images of the past came back to me, thining of how hard it was for me to mingle. No matter how much I tried, I never fit it nor anyone let me fit in. I knew I didn't have a good time in high school, I was the one everyone picked on... Ironically, I played for the varsity baseball and nobody knew who I was. I was popular as the number "27" catcher but as my mask came off, it was like everyone pretended I wasn't him anymore. Worse, I never had any girlfriends. I wasn't like other guys, I was much better off... But it seems guys like me shouldn't exist.

Looking out the window while driving, Lauren hits me on the shoulder softy, "Ja-son... don't cry on me!"

Smiling, "Why would I cry? They've dried years ago... It just sucks that I'm a hopeless, romantic loner."

The song ended, "Its a beautiful song." Chuckles, "Things get better..."

"Yeap, it gets to the worst before it gets better." Replying enthusiasticly. "I just love the rain. I always feel like going for a long ride when its like this... it makes me feel so much better."

"Yea well too bad, we got finals coming. No time to slack off mister."

Laughing, "I think I should kick you out before you start yelling at me because you were late to your class. It seems I'll have to hunt for some small parking space."

I dropped Lauren off infront of the gate to the school and went on search for parking. After a couple times around the neighborhood, I found a parking. I felt so depressed, thinking of what happened earlier in the car. I started thinking of how I would meet girls on campus. My mind was blank, all I was trying to think of is hitting it off with some hot chick and that's it. But how? I wanted both relationship and a good fuck, but I kept pushing myself not to think like that.

2 PM

Waiting for my usual counseling, I was practicing on what I would tell her today. I want to tell her how much I'm tired, and I just don't know what to do. Remember how the first I came to her thinking about suicide and how much I couldn't fit in the world and sometimes didn't want to...

The secretary interupts my thoughts, "Jason, she'll see you now." I smiled back and walked into Doc's office.

"Hi Jason, look rough outside. I assume you enjoyed it?" Doc welcomed me in as I sat on the chair.

"You know me, I love the rain. Especially when its a thunderstorm."

"Uh-huh...so how are you?"

Rethinking of my thoughts, "You know, I'm so tired nowadays. I feel like I don't where to go anymore."

"I don't understand."

"Its like, I've finally gotten out of the cave and seen the light. I know to act in the light but what now?"

"Now what? What do you suppose?"

"Well I'm finally doing well in school..., functioning with the people around me and-"

"Well certainly, you are now more comfortable being around people and not feeling to run away, but what about you?"

"What about me? I'm doing good in school and then I'll get degree to get a job. But... I don't know, I feel like I'm missing something."

"Oh? Like what?"

"I don't know, everything is finally going the right way but still..."

"You mean a mate."

"Yea, I guess. I mean not to be so straight forward for a mate, but just... a girl."

"So? Have you tried asking anyone out?"

Looking at her sarcasticly, "How can I?"

"I don't know, what do you suppose?"

"Doc, you want me to approach a girl and say what's up and I like her? She might think I'm some type of a creep or see I'm loser and just plainly ignore me. I don't even know how to approach them."

"Hmm...Jason why do you make it so difficult for youself? For you it shouldn't be what the girl thinks of you, but just start a conversation and go on from there."

"Its hard."

"It is hard indeed. Dating is always hard but I think you should start learning and feeling more comfortable talking to girls."

"But what's the point?"

"What do you mean... 'whats the point'?"

"I mean I have so many friends who are girls but I end up being friends with them and it gets kinda hard to move back a step to ask one out."

"Why? Have you ever tried asking one of friends out?"

"But they're my friends. I can't ask them out and jeopardize our friends. Can I?"

"Well have you ever asked your friend to find someone for you?"

"...Not really, I can't really ask her."

"Because you love her."

"No, its not that. She's... my friend and just can't..." Somewhat breaking the convo and starting it, "besides it hurts just to think about me hiding away from my parents and having a girlfriend."

Chuckling, "your parents won't ever approve of you bringing a girl unless its someone from your culture and will give herself up to your parents. Your mom will basically disapprove of any girl that bring unless its her who brings it to you."

"Exactly!"

"So you should just wait for your mom to bring you a girl from your culture, which you can't even accept?"

"No definately not. I'll never fall in there."

"But you are. Listen to yourself, you're basically doing what your parents wants you to do."

"But its just that I wish I had my parents supporting me."

"Unfortunately, you are stuck with your parents. Too bad." She, telling me, teasingly.

"...Yea, where's the ideal parents that I want. I mean its not that impossible. Look at Lauren and Tom, their parents invite each other..."

"So? Take them to your god-parent's house. They are LIKE your ideal parents. There case closed."

"Yea sure, I'll take the girl to meet my parents one day and then if she wants to go one back with me, I won't have a place to her..."

"Jason you just make everything hard on yourself. The point is for you to find someone that you can have a conversation and enjoy the time with. That's it."

"..."


The day passed as usual after that, went to my classes then had a small lunch to munch on and went to the library to pass some time online and do some studying.

8 PM

At this time, I have karate at my dojo where I train kickboxing. Excited yet tired, I walk into the dojo seeing the class already started.

My Sensei, also my god-father, working out with a couple of new faces looks at me and says, "when will you change? You're late, AGAIN!"

Smiling, I bow in and glance at the two girls working out. They were quite attractive, athletic and a good body. I quickly change into my workout clothes and start stretching.

Sensei, "I hope your pumped cause you owe me 50 knuckle push-ups." Smiling catching me looking at the girls.

I grin, accepting the punishment and look down at the floor. I remember the days where Sensei used to make me do push-up on concrete floors and never said a word but just kept doing the push-ups. I smiled broadly thinking of the days I couldn't a pushup. I quickly did the pushups and got back into the workout. I grabbed the jump ropes and started jumping, then something happened... One of the girls reminded me of someone. I leaned towards my friend who's been working out with me for years, "So these are the girls that you told me about?"

Laughing, he said, "Yup!"

Having a grin, I look back at the one I think I know. She was looking right at me, thinking who I was. I guess she's been here for a couple of the classes, since I missed the last 2. I couldn't believe it but she looked like this girl that went to my highschool. One girl who I thought were different from all the others and I really wanted to know her. Not surprisingly she was always around the popular people and I never seem to go up to her to talk. I mean, does it really matter now? Its ironic how much I want to forget the people from the past, and they end up in places that's inevitable for me not to be in.

She's on my turf now, doesn't matter if she's really her or not. I'm the best at this and no one can intidimate me. I started focusing on the workout and soon enough didn't have her in my mind anymore. Occasionally, I'd look at her and I guess sometimes she'd look at me to see what I'm doing... I work out to the max when I'm here. Padding with Sensei is the best, he won't stop coming at me until I screw up.

The night went well and I started cleaning up. I chatted with Sensei about what I did for the day while we cleaned up the place. Since our dojo is inside a gym where all the people come from the neighborhood to workout, we had to hurry and get away from the people who might want to workout in the fitness room.

I started up the car, greeted Sensei goodbye and headed home. As usual I love driving fast, on the highway I sped through cars and loved the rush of feeling so energetic after the workout and passing cars like nothing. I was lucky to find this car for so cheap. I worked a whole summer to save up a thousand and seeing this car, a 94 Mustang, I had to buy it. It was my neighbor's car and since we knew each other, he cut a deal with me which I accepted on the spot. Since then, this car has shown what she can do on any circumstances...

I raced home, feeling tired, I walked straight into my room. I didn't expect anyone to be awake, so feeling a little ease I take a quick shower and jump into my bed.

I finished watching a foreign movie and then it was the perfect time for me to watch some cartoons which was no other than Trigun.

It wasn't surprising to me how my day went and seeing a sad, tormenting episode of Trigun. I feel so much of what I relate to Vash, the main character in Trigun. ...Why? I don't know. I feel like I have this huge responsibility upon me that I need to walk with in this world that I have to be miserable... It feels good sometimes to see that there are others out there who can acknowledge these type pain but in relation to mine...
 
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Katt Lee

OOC: Shotto you udner estimate me that was four posts and in them there are three variants. You'll notice the first is difrent from the next two and the third and forth are the same. I was going to go back and edit them but for some reason my computer wasn't doing well posting on this thread hence why tehre is four of them.

Also I wouldn't say I know you to well, and what I did know is largely forgoten. For example I jsut went and reread your bio. I remember your interests, but I forgot I was older then you. Oh well.

I'll palce msyelf in a class across from one of yours or something. I feel it best to leave the school ambigous and nameless so we need not be acurate in terms of team names and such. Thanks for the insight.

IC: Katt: 10:00
I am in the park near the home I grew up in, and past the green grass feilds I can see a little girl in a pink dress playing on the swings amoungst shades of other girls who seem to blend into there bright white outfits.

'Pardon me Katie,' I turn to face an atactive boy of whom I've never met. 'I know this may be sudden but I've always thought you were cute.'

Who is this man and why is it I can't recall him to mind. Surely if he knows me I should recanise him. "Um... Forgive me... but I... um... can't recall your um... name?"

'I am Ryan, I sat behind you in grade school, Katie and I am so happy you returned.' Ryan, such a nice name. His hand encased mine and I thought for sure I was experinceing love. He began to lean forward and I began to worry about knowing how to kiss romanticly never haveing done it before, but still my body seemed to know how to. And then I woked up.

I sat up pushing aside the white sheets of my bed. I looked around my room, stopping stareing out the window. "I sat in the last row in grade school, and so ryan can not exist." I felt the presure of tears begin to form behind my eyes and then supressed them. "Stupid dreams."

I looked at the clock, not wanting to leave the dream, but needing to all the same. I turned my back on it and laid in bed trying to recapture ryan in my mind and let a happy life move come back to me. But in a few minutes I new it was futile.

I stood up, and felt a light brush on my thieghs, from the t-shirt I slept in. I then moved to the dresser and began to pull out the clothing I would wear today. Then I headed to the shower, one of the few warm comforts of my life.
 
Day is going pretty well today, I had my breakfast with Sensei as he had a break from his work and me just keeping up my word of being places in time. I enjoy spending time with him, makes me feel like I'm actually with a father.

Pretty much I'm bumming out in the library today, got here after breakfast, trying to study for all the finals that are coming this week. There isn't much to study for but actual papers due, but I guess it counts as learning something.

I picked a seat where I can actually see majority of the people around me and also enjoy the nice view outside with the sun shining upon the campus. Looking around, everyone is doing something. Girls and boys studying together, debating or teaching to each other about the work... I guess this is a place where I find peace. Putting on some music and listening while writing my papers, a complete lonefull bliss...
 
Eiji

6:00 Am.

This dream, its this dream again... I hate this dream... I love this dream. There's a girl here, I don't know who she is, yet I feel I known her for years. She's hugging me like I'm here boyfreind or something, but how is that possible?! I don't know you! Leave me alone! I don't need you, I can take care of my self, I don't want nor need your company. But at the same time, I feel... Calm. Happy. Who are you? Why do I feel like this?

"Who are you?"

"Weeeell... If you want to know my name... Its

*BEEP! BEEP!*

Eiji's eyes snapped open. And glared darkly at the alarm clock that plauged him every time he got to that point of the dream. As his eyes focused, he noticed that his fast laid on the clock, which was now... Compacted.

"Note to self... Need new alarm clock."

Eiji regretfully pulled himself out of bed and hit the shower. For a few minute he did nothing but let the water hit his sore body. "I gotta stop getting in fights..." Eiji knew that he was lying to himself, fighting made him feel alive, even if it did almost get him in trouble. At the same time, he knew he was telling the truth. It was taking its toll, soon enough he'll have nasty scars that would scare girls away. "pbbht! Like I care..."

12:00

Eiji slowly walked to school, after he got out of the shower, he fell back asleep, so he knew he was late. "Oh well, whats missing half of a school day going to do to me?"
 
Exhausted, I'm really exhausted. A long day at work, basically in pain from standing up for nearly 8 hours on top of the cramps I got from sparing from wednesday, I still had work to do. I wouldn't just give up... I was pretty angry that my boss pretty much taking advantage of me by not showing up to work in time for me to leave and go to my dojo to help him teach the kids. Didn't matter, I still went to karate. The muscles in my thigh and calves were tearing apart when I did the stretches...
 
Eiji walked down the streets, his mind lost back his house. "Why can't I stop thing about it? I mean, its just a stupid dream, I don't know why it plauges me every night, and lingers during the day!"

Eiji was so busy arguing with himself, that he didn't notice that 3 men around his age were following him. But as soon as he turned the corner, he saw all three with their smugs looks reflecting off a car. 'Oh no....'
 
...it didn't matter, I knew eventually it'll get stronger and I'll be in better shape. Fighting is something I'm good at and I loved the feeling when I was faced with a combat.

My dojo was one place where I felt like home. Nobody put me down, and if they did it didn't matter to me. Yes... I still feel like I'm alone here but it is a place that gives me the energy to motivate myself.

Sitting here, in the library of my campus, I'm just tired. I figured I'll take some time to start on my papers and get somewhere then go home.

Its really funny how life works. Here I'm talking to a guy about how many colleges out there thats good for engineering and such, but... here I am; in a small University doing Psychology. Three years... three years I've been here blaming myself and my parents for not doing what I'm supposed to be doing. They wanted me to become a doctor, and I accept, yet again they didn't want me to go away from them. So I came here, figuring I'll make something out of here. What was I thinking? I never wanted to be a doctor...of anything. I don't what I'm doing... atleast now I'm not doing something that I don't want. I screwed up three years, yes... but now I need to find a way out. How...? Where would I go? What would I become somewhere else... The people, how will I socialize with them... I can't fall into the loner category, wait... I still am.

I really don't regret where I am today. I've met unique people who've become my friends that I would not sacrifice. Especially Lauren; she is a part of me that glued back the important pieces of my life. Its just not friends, its also the experiences had... these things happen for a reason.

Let me just hope that my future is a thoughtful and righteous one...
 
Eiji's feet hit padded the ground as he ran as fast as he could. Trying to escape from his, "fans". He turned his head, seeing that they were starting to catch up. 'Shit, why they leave me alone?!' Eiji stopped looking at them and sped up, running faster than he even he could run.

Eiji sharply took a left turn, into a dark ally way, and without any hesitation, he jumped on a lided trash can that was right below a ladder. He looked back, and didn't see the thugs, but just to be safe, Eiji jumped up and grabed the bottom of the step, and pulled him self up to the roof. As soon as he spotted a safe place to sit, he walked over to it and sat there, his left hand holding his forehead. "Why me? Why am I always the one they want to beat up? Why am I always the one to be ridculed, why am I an easy target!?"

Eiji didn't have the time to think about it any more. His head lifted when he heard somebody call his name. "Oh for..."
 
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