[apprentice_]

Username: Rainichi
Name: Lisbeth
Gender: Female
Picture/Writing:
*note, anything between ┏ ┛is a flashback and not written in the diary! <3

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Clacking keys, every tap of a finger creating a droning sound that could be heard even through my music. Soft, gentle music, with a vocalist that has the most angelic voice. Her singing has always helped me write. And in that college classroom of so many other students, I can’t help but find myself growing nervous. I have to drown out the sounds of pages being turned and sudden coughs, I have to focus solely on myself and my laptop screen so that I may do my work peacefully.

Ah, I feel like I’m writing some drama story instead of just making a diary entry. Oh, but it does sound good... Maybe I’ll use it as the beginning of a short story? Ooo a murder mystery might be interesting. I kind of write a lot of mysteries though... Aaah I can’t help it!

In other news!! I was in class today writing about Greek philosophy. I wish it was mythology but I suppose philosophy is interesting enough. But, anyway, my point... Yuki has scars. That... that sounded odd. Why am I writing in pen... Yuki’s just really pretty. I never noticed before but there’s a scar on her cheek. Oh, but it was so embarrassing... she caught me staring.

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“Oh! Oh she looked at me, she looked at me, turn away, pretend I was writing. Oh no Yuki caught me looking at her she’s gonna think I’m weird. Oh my gosh... Oh my lord I looked back and she was still looking at me... Aah she smiled at me! No wait it was probably- no it wasn’t someone behind me! Ohmygoshohmygosh she’s totally cute. She went back to working thank god. She’s even pretty from the side... dude am I gay”

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Note to self: Never let your eyes wander from your screen. I was so flustered I barely wrote anything during class. Afterwards though, just before I exited the classroom, Yuki caught me grabbed me by the shoulder. It was the most terrifying moment of my life.

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“Lisbeth! You’re hard to catch, the bell rung and you ran so quickly! I nearly lost you in the crowd.” Her blue eyes sparkled against her pale skin. My skin felt like it was burning where she touched it. My face too felt hot... I’m sure it was madly red. She just smiled though, her grin giving me an awkward tingly feeling.

“Ah, y-yeah, well, breaktime’s now so I wanted to hurry and get my lunch. Did, um, did you want something?” I was stuttering, but maybe it wasn’t too noticeable? I always stutter when I talk. I’m always nervous even when not consulted by such pretty people.

Yuki nodded, her ponytail bouncing up and down. “Mhm! Here, give me your phone! I’ll give you my phone number!”

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She wanted my phone number! Or, she wanted me to have hers... Same difference, I think. I just fumbled around in my pocket until I managed to find my phone, at which point I sort of threw it at her... Social etiquette, my dear friend. Future me, if you’re reading this, I really hope you’ve learned a thing or two about how to act around people...

Oh. Oh, Yuki texted me! She wants to do a project together in another class. Score!

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[mimikkyuu]

Username: Яapscallion
Name: Rosie ❃ Gender: Female

Writing

Hi! My name is Rosie. I'm a petite kalon who likes pretty things. My name comes from the shine on my tail, which I share with my beloved nana. My mom tells me I bear a striking resemblance to her, with my pink eyes, hair, even my paws! The only thing different is while I have light brown fur, nana has some grey hairs here and there. That's okay though- I love my nana no matter what!

When I was little I was sick a lot. The city didn't help, the smog and debris hanging over us constantly like a blanket. So they sent me over to live with my nana out in the country, and I have been healthy ever since. I owe a lot to her!

We live in a house by a forest of tall, thin trees. There are lots of fauna here, and I like to go outside and take pictures of them. Sometimes I even take my sketchbook and create doodles of the creatures and flora I see. My grandma really likes my drawings and photography, so she usually surprises me with something to help me, like a camera stand or new coloring utensils.

During dinnertime I like to listen to her stories of living in wild country. How she would climb trees to watch the baby birds in their nest, swimming in the river with the animals by her home, and how she grew her own vegetables and fruit. Living in the modern day people don't often do this kind of stuff anymore, able to look at pictures of baby birds online, having the luxury of dipping into a clean pool, and going to the market to buy food someone else had grown and picked.

While I, too, am able to do such things in this modern era, I like to try the things my nana did. Once I heard bird calls from above, and noticed a real big nest close to the canopy. I felt a rushing sensation of adventure as I pulled myself upwards the pine, thanking my claws for existing. It took a while, but once I was up there I saw a magnificent view of a cluster of baby blue jays! I was so enamored by the scene I'd forgotten not to stay for too long, and climbed back down.

There was another time where I decided to try out a river close by. It was rather shallow, and clear enough for me to see the bottom. I took off my shoes and rolled up the legs of my pants, and inserted myself into the water. It was nice and cool, the bottom mossy and littered with smooth stones. I shuffled around, and jumped back onto the bank when I felt something touch my ankle. Looking back, it was only a small fish, and I laughed to myself.

The home we lived in was the basement, the ground floor, the second floor, and the attic. I preferred sleeping in the attic, as there was a large circular window on the ceiling that pointed towards the stars. I enjoyed watching the sky slowly turn, the moon bringing a spotlight down from the opening. I'd drift away into the world of dreams under those stars, and awaken as the sun shone brightly down onto me.

I have been invited back to live in the city with my parents several times, but I never did want to go back. I missed them a lot, but a life here was practically bliss compared to the bustling, fast-paced life back there. Here, time went as you went, a constant calm holding your hand as you lived on.

I think I'll stay here.

[VixenGlass]

Username: VixenGlass
Name: Junebug
Gender: Female
Picture/Writing: WIP!!

[Individuality]

mork

[siennacereal]

extending this by 2 days, it will not be ending on the 8th!

[unluckythursday]

(apologies)
good luck!

[miteinander]

Sorry .. .A.

[siennacereal]

guys i know this is still here, the only thing bumping does is stress me out and make it take longer for me to judge this so please stop. i have not had enough time to read all the stories yet so just be patient.

[Canis2954]

As siennacereal cannot judge at the moment, I'll be judging! ^^.

Username: Rainichi
Name: Lisbeth
Gender: Female
Picture/Writing:
*note, anything between ┏ ┛is a flashback and not written in the diary! <3

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Clacking keys, every tap of a finger creating a droning sound that could be heard even through my music. Soft, gentle music, with a vocalist that has the most angelic voice. Her singing has always helped me write. And in that college classroom of so many other students, I can’t help but find myself growing nervous. I have to drown out the sounds of pages being turned and sudden coughs, I have to focus solely on myself and my laptop screen so that I may do my work peacefully.

Ah, I feel like I’m writing some drama story instead of just making a diary entry. Oh, but it does sound good... Maybe I’ll use it as the beginning of a short story? Ooo a murder mystery might be interesting. I kind of write a lot of mysteries though... Aaah I can’t help it!

In other news!! I was in class today writing about Greek philosophy. I wish it was mythology but I suppose philosophy is interesting enough. But, anyway, my point... Yuki has scars. That... that sounded odd. Why am I writing in pen... Yuki’s just really pretty. I never noticed before but there’s a scar on her cheek. Oh, but it was so embarrassing... she caught me staring.

┏ ┈ ┈ ┈ ┈ ┈ ┈ ┈ ┈ ┈ ┈ ┈ ┈ ┈ ┈ ┈ ┈ ┈ ┈ ┈ ┈ ┈ ┈ ┈ ┈ ┈ ┈ ┈
“Oh! Oh she looked at me, she looked at me, turn away, pretend I was writing. Oh no Yuki caught me looking at her she’s gonna think I’m weird. Oh my gosh... Oh my lord I looked back and she was still looking at me... Aah she smiled at me! No wait it was probably- no it wasn’t someone behind me! Ohmygoshohmygosh she’s totally cute. She went back to working thank god. She’s even pretty from the side... dude am I gay”

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Note to self: Never let your eyes wander from your screen. I was so flustered I barely wrote anything during class. Afterwards though, just before I exited the classroom, Yuki caught me grabbed me by the shoulder. It was the most terrifying moment of my life.

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“Lisbeth! You’re hard to catch, the bell rung and you ran so quickly! I nearly lost you in the crowd.” Her blue eyes sparkled against her pale skin. My skin felt like it was burning where she touched it. My face too felt hot... I’m sure it was madly red. She just smiled though, her grin giving me an awkward tingly feeling.

“Ah, y-yeah, well, breaktime’s now so I wanted to hurry and get my lunch. Did, um, did you want something?” I was stuttering, but maybe it wasn’t too noticeable? I always stutter when I talk. I’m always nervous even when not consulted by such pretty people.

Yuki nodded, her ponytail bouncing up and down. “Mhm! Here, give me your phone! I’ll give you my phone number!”

┈ ┈ ┈ ┈ ┈ ┈ ┈ ┈ ┈ ┈ ┈ ┈ ┈ ┈ ┈ ┈ ┈ ┈ ┈ ┈ ┈ ┈ ┈ ┈ ┈ ┈ ┈ ┛

She wanted my phone number! Or, she wanted me to have hers... Same difference, I think. I just fumbled around in my pocket until I managed to find my phone, at which point I sort of threw it at her... Social etiquette, my dear friend. Future me, if you’re reading this, I really hope you’ve learned a thing or two about how to act around people...

Oh. Oh, Yuki texted me! She wants to do a project together in another class. Score!

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Congrats, RainiChi! :)

[Kaitlynizer]

Congrats!