Eiri: My name is Tsurusaki Eiri. Or at least, I like to think so. Eighteen, pending university student, foreigner in a foreign land, foreigner in her own, eats-breathes-lives music (sleeps with earphones on), only takes her watch off in the shower, thinks eating is a rather bothersome chore, has trouble judging distances (and my bruises can attest to that as well as the number of times I've backed up the car into a post). (Recently passed her driver's exam! Miracles do happen...)
Memories and experiences are the few things in this world that I would never trade for all the money in the global stock market. Painful or otherwise; they make me who I am.
A good friend of mine says to me, "And don't talk to strangers, mummy!" Oddly, it's the one advice I always seem to forget. I'd be in less trouble if I listened to her.
"Make your own mind, and your own mistakes. Then come tell me that you're living your own life."
If you're a L'Arc~en~ciel fan, gimme a shout and we'll go crazy together.
20-08-08: I'll start tearing out my hair soon if I dont find a way to jump start my writer's engine -groans-in-pain- HELP WANTED. BEGGED.
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