Post by *~Meri§§a~* on Feb 24, 2006 21:52:38 GMT -5
February 19, 2006
Today I got my very first diary from Papi. I've never been the sort for diaries and such. But, a diary from Papi makes it extra special. Well dear diary, I shall introduce myself. I am Amaya Asuka and I am thirteen years of age. I was born in Tokyo, Japan but, am being raised here in London, England. It's a pretty lovely place once you get over people practically stareing at you like you are some sort of alien with one eye.
Well I'd like to introduce my family, my mother, Aya Asuka and my father, Hiroshi Asuka. They are quite nice people once you get over my mother's pushiness. I hope that is how you spell that.. and my father's overly nice attitude.
Well nothing much as happened today besides Mami's taking me to a studio for me to start singing. She knows I detest singing in front of people I do not know. It's creepy. Plus, she makes me wear these very itchy dresses and say, "Now don't go acting like a hoodlum and act like a proper young lady like you ought to." It gets rather annoying expecially when she smacks my leg when I start to move to much in the chair. Obviously the middle-aged men in the room didn't notice the sound of the slap or my abhor look I gave her.
Well I must be going. Mami is calling me down for something or another. Problay to give me another lesson on how to behave like a young lady. Lord knows that will never happen.
Ciao,
Amaya Asuka
P.S: I'm afraid I haven't a name for you yet my dear diary, but tommorrow I shall have one for you! So don't fret.
February 20, 2006
Dear Misaki,
Lovely name isn't! I hope you love it. Well Misaki, you do remember when Mami called me down into the living room? Of course you do, you would never forget anything I said...would you? Well..I got accepted for the studio where we last were. I have to do over to the studio and begin singing some of the songs I've been writing..thank goodness Mami won't be there! So I can sing this one song that I know she would hate. Well I shall go now. I have to go take a bath and get dressed.
Amaya
P.S: I will be back later Misaki.
Misaki Misaki! You won't believe it! I did absolutally wonderful! I'll explain in every single action of what happened today in the studio!
There I was walking into the studio as frightened as a little ant! And as I stood in the room that was filled with such strange men. One of them had silver hair! Can you believe it? And he didn't even seemingly look old! Anyways..
"Amaya Asuka? Please come inside this little studio right here please," the seemingly young silvered hair man asked. I followed him into the room. I was shocked to find two boys in the mixing room. One was about my age maybe a year older and the other one was about two years older and they both had silver hair. I was too enticed in what could cause their hair to be the color of an old mans to see that the older man was talking to me.
"Hmm," I said making it realized that I was not paying attention.
"I said Miss. Asuka that I am Nobu Tashio and are you even ready to sing," Nobu asked me.
"Yes. Where do I go?" Nobu pointed in the room where I was to sing. When I was exiting the room I heard the oldest of the boys say, "I bet she sings a childish song, Inuyasha."
Now this had made my skin crawl with anger. How dare he say something like that! He doesn't even know me! So I gave him something to stuff down his throat. So I went to the microphone and started to sing;
I like the sound of your belt dropping
Your door locking, you jangle your keys, yeah
I like the sound of your heart stopping
Of lip locking, the grazing of knees, yeah
I like the sound of skin touching
Hands fumblin', you do as you please
I like the sound of back on the wall, yeah
Shelves falling, oh yes indeed!
And I love it when you call my name
I love it when you call my name
Both ends of the candle burnt by the flame
Yeah I love it when you call my name, n-n-name
I like the sound of your shirt ripping
My will slipping under the table
I like the sound of your hand slapping
Your whip cracking, this could be painful
I may like the rain, I may like the symphony
I may like the feel of your frame on my frame
But I love it when you call my name
I love it when you call my name
Both ends of the candle burnt by the flame
Yeah I love it when you call my name, n-n-name
I may like the rain, I may like the symphony
I may like the feel of your frame on my frame
I may like your touch, I may like you next to me
I may like the sound of your name on my lips
I may like your touch, I may like your remedy
I may like the feel of your hand on my hips
I may like your talk, like you breathing heavily
I may like a lot of things baby, you know me
But I love it when you call my name
I love it when you call my name
Both ends of the candle burnt by the flame
Yeah I love it when you call my name
But I love it when you call my name
I love it when you call my name (i love it when you call me!)
Both ends of the candle burnt by the flame
Yeah I love it when you call my name, n-n-name
Now let's just say I got the reaction I wanted out of him plus a little extra from the Nobu and Inuyasha. Seriously! They were all wide mouthed and big eyed. Thank goodness Mami wasn't there. I would have been smacked until I was 90! Well anyways..
"Well...I think it's about wrapped it up for today.." Nobu said obviously didn't know what to do.
"Yes I believe so," I said while walking out of the room. Little did I know I was being followed by the oldest boy. As I got to the door I heard his deep breathing behind me.
"For someone in a dress and high-heels you sure do walk fast. I just wanted you to know that my name is Sesshomaru Tashio and um.. eh...hell.. I was wondering if you wanted to..go somewhere next Friday. Like a...the Cypress Hill concert? You seem cool enough," Sesshomaru said not realizing that I was becoming angry.
"Sesshomaru," I said deeply. "I would love to come but, don't you think your forgetting something?"
"Umm...no?" Instantly a fist went to the back of his head. I looked behind him to see who had punched him and saw a red faced girl, Inuyasha, a pale faced girl, a dark headed seemingly pervertish boy, a girly girl who looked very much like the pale faced girl, a red headed boy, and a light brown headed girl.
"Uh...Hi," I said taking a step or two away from the red faced girl.
"Oh..hehe sorry about that..I told you I'd get you back for that Sesshomaru Tashio," the girl yelled.
"Umm..my names Amaya Asuka..what are your names?"
They told me their names. The red faced girl was Sango Twi. The pale faced gurk was Kikyo Higurashi. The dark boy was Miroku Wolfe, the girly girl looking one was Kagome Higurashi. The red headed boy was Shippo Yukani. And the light brown headed girl was Rin Dychi.
Well Misaki..we all became friends and everything. Sesshomaru and I will be going to Cypress Hill's concert next Friday. I've never heard of them..but they've got to be good I've Sesshomaru likes them...I hope..
Ciao,
Amaya.
Today I got my very first diary from Papi. I've never been the sort for diaries and such. But, a diary from Papi makes it extra special. Well dear diary, I shall introduce myself. I am Amaya Asuka and I am thirteen years of age. I was born in Tokyo, Japan but, am being raised here in London, England. It's a pretty lovely place once you get over people practically stareing at you like you are some sort of alien with one eye.
Well I'd like to introduce my family, my mother, Aya Asuka and my father, Hiroshi Asuka. They are quite nice people once you get over my mother's pushiness. I hope that is how you spell that.. and my father's overly nice attitude.
Well nothing much as happened today besides Mami's taking me to a studio for me to start singing. She knows I detest singing in front of people I do not know. It's creepy. Plus, she makes me wear these very itchy dresses and say, "Now don't go acting like a hoodlum and act like a proper young lady like you ought to." It gets rather annoying expecially when she smacks my leg when I start to move to much in the chair. Obviously the middle-aged men in the room didn't notice the sound of the slap or my abhor look I gave her.
Well I must be going. Mami is calling me down for something or another. Problay to give me another lesson on how to behave like a young lady. Lord knows that will never happen.
Ciao,
Amaya Asuka
P.S: I'm afraid I haven't a name for you yet my dear diary, but tommorrow I shall have one for you! So don't fret.
February 20, 2006
Dear Misaki,
Lovely name isn't! I hope you love it. Well Misaki, you do remember when Mami called me down into the living room? Of course you do, you would never forget anything I said...would you? Well..I got accepted for the studio where we last were. I have to do over to the studio and begin singing some of the songs I've been writing..thank goodness Mami won't be there! So I can sing this one song that I know she would hate. Well I shall go now. I have to go take a bath and get dressed.
Amaya
P.S: I will be back later Misaki.
Misaki Misaki! You won't believe it! I did absolutally wonderful! I'll explain in every single action of what happened today in the studio!
There I was walking into the studio as frightened as a little ant! And as I stood in the room that was filled with such strange men. One of them had silver hair! Can you believe it? And he didn't even seemingly look old! Anyways..
"Amaya Asuka? Please come inside this little studio right here please," the seemingly young silvered hair man asked. I followed him into the room. I was shocked to find two boys in the mixing room. One was about my age maybe a year older and the other one was about two years older and they both had silver hair. I was too enticed in what could cause their hair to be the color of an old mans to see that the older man was talking to me.
"Hmm," I said making it realized that I was not paying attention.
"I said Miss. Asuka that I am Nobu Tashio and are you even ready to sing," Nobu asked me.
"Yes. Where do I go?" Nobu pointed in the room where I was to sing. When I was exiting the room I heard the oldest of the boys say, "I bet she sings a childish song, Inuyasha."
Now this had made my skin crawl with anger. How dare he say something like that! He doesn't even know me! So I gave him something to stuff down his throat. So I went to the microphone and started to sing;
I like the sound of your belt dropping
Your door locking, you jangle your keys, yeah
I like the sound of your heart stopping
Of lip locking, the grazing of knees, yeah
I like the sound of skin touching
Hands fumblin', you do as you please
I like the sound of back on the wall, yeah
Shelves falling, oh yes indeed!
And I love it when you call my name
I love it when you call my name
Both ends of the candle burnt by the flame
Yeah I love it when you call my name, n-n-name
I like the sound of your shirt ripping
My will slipping under the table
I like the sound of your hand slapping
Your whip cracking, this could be painful
I may like the rain, I may like the symphony
I may like the feel of your frame on my frame
But I love it when you call my name
I love it when you call my name
Both ends of the candle burnt by the flame
Yeah I love it when you call my name, n-n-name
I may like the rain, I may like the symphony
I may like the feel of your frame on my frame
I may like your touch, I may like you next to me
I may like the sound of your name on my lips
I may like your touch, I may like your remedy
I may like the feel of your hand on my hips
I may like your talk, like you breathing heavily
I may like a lot of things baby, you know me
But I love it when you call my name
I love it when you call my name
Both ends of the candle burnt by the flame
Yeah I love it when you call my name
But I love it when you call my name
I love it when you call my name (i love it when you call me!)
Both ends of the candle burnt by the flame
Yeah I love it when you call my name, n-n-name
Now let's just say I got the reaction I wanted out of him plus a little extra from the Nobu and Inuyasha. Seriously! They were all wide mouthed and big eyed. Thank goodness Mami wasn't there. I would have been smacked until I was 90! Well anyways..
"Well...I think it's about wrapped it up for today.." Nobu said obviously didn't know what to do.
"Yes I believe so," I said while walking out of the room. Little did I know I was being followed by the oldest boy. As I got to the door I heard his deep breathing behind me.
"For someone in a dress and high-heels you sure do walk fast. I just wanted you to know that my name is Sesshomaru Tashio and um.. eh...hell.. I was wondering if you wanted to..go somewhere next Friday. Like a...the Cypress Hill concert? You seem cool enough," Sesshomaru said not realizing that I was becoming angry.
"Sesshomaru," I said deeply. "I would love to come but, don't you think your forgetting something?"
"Umm...no?" Instantly a fist went to the back of his head. I looked behind him to see who had punched him and saw a red faced girl, Inuyasha, a pale faced girl, a dark headed seemingly pervertish boy, a girly girl who looked very much like the pale faced girl, a red headed boy, and a light brown headed girl.
"Uh...Hi," I said taking a step or two away from the red faced girl.
"Oh..hehe sorry about that..I told you I'd get you back for that Sesshomaru Tashio," the girl yelled.
"Umm..my names Amaya Asuka..what are your names?"
They told me their names. The red faced girl was Sango Twi. The pale faced gurk was Kikyo Higurashi. The dark boy was Miroku Wolfe, the girly girl looking one was Kagome Higurashi. The red headed boy was Shippo Yukani. And the light brown headed girl was Rin Dychi.
Well Misaki..we all became friends and everything. Sesshomaru and I will be going to Cypress Hill's concert next Friday. I've never heard of them..but they've got to be good I've Sesshomaru likes them...I hope..
Ciao,
Amaya.