» all the stars are coming out tonight [entries|friends|calendar] Yuna Spira's ray of light. that summoner's got royal blood. Yuna. Also Yunie. Sometimes Y or Yu. Twenty-two, turning twenty-three quite soon (eek!). Naturally brunette. 5'6". Japanese + British/French ancestry (but is most akin to her Japanese side). Writer. Dreamer. Philosopher. Has been called a summoner on more than one occassion, "summoning smiles and happiness to those around her". Spiritual. Beneficent. Wide-eyed. Eager to learn. Quiet, except around certain someones who take her out of her shell. Pure-hearted. Constantly with a dream in her eyes and a song in her head. Apologies often, even for 'little' things. Sheltered to the point of fault, yet wise for her years. 'Ridiculously' honest. Always bows in respect and/or thanks to others, no matter who! Visits temples even just to take in the atmosphere. Adores tea houses, warm summer nights, and good conversation. Incredibly gullible to the gentle amusement of her friends. Philisophical Daoist w/ Confucian tendancies. Adores stories. Surrounded by loving Guardians, her Chinese extended family and closest friends. Trying to learn how to say "no". Wears a smile, even at the worst of times. to have so many guardians is a joy and an honour. healing the wounded, sending the fallen. This layout's coding was made thanks to Tasha premade_ljs with header, background, and graphics done by Yuna. [ userinfo | lostjournal userinfo ] [ calendar | lostjournal calendar ]

[December 21, 2012 @ 11:30pm] Greetings and welcome to the LostJournal of Yuna, aspiring philosopher, resident humanitarian, and reluctant-sick-of-school procrastinator maybe hopeful graduate student. Her journal is semi-public. What this means is, the less important, day-to-day entries are public while the heavier, more serious entries are friends' only. Feel free to add me! I always love new friends. Just leave a comment and let me know where you found me, and please remember to respect my journal the same way you would like me to respect yours. "Do not do to others what you would not want done to yourself", and the like. :D - Yuna sent (26) perform the sending.

[February 24, 2008 @ 9:32am] [ mood | aggravated ] One of my managers made me cry yesterday. When I tried to clock in at work, the computer had an error message. Not knowing what to do, I clicked on "cancel" to get the normal screen back up and then clocked in. This was at 4:03 p.m. At 9:30 I was cut, so when I went in to clock out it suddenly asked me to clock in again like I'd never clocked in to begin with. I didn't see Bill (head manager) around, so I asked Mike. Mike told me to follow him to the office, though he shut the door and had me stand outside. Elizabeth asked me what was up, so I was explaining things to her when Mike opens the door and snaps at me, "Quiet down, liar." Then he slammed the door in my face. Shocked, I turned to the door and demanded, "...what did you just say to me?" and he opened the door at me and emphasised, "I said: quiet. down. liar." and slammed the door again in my face. I do NOT understand what I did to deserve that treatment. I busted my sorry butt and worked my butt off from 4 to 9:30 without even once asking for a break. I bussed tables, I wiped them, hell I even translated for a Japanese family when we had a 20 minute wait because they couldn't speak enough English to understand what was going on! I may be many things, but a liar is NOT one of them. So I called Bill after I got off work and told him what happened. Bill's not pleased and he says I'm doing a great job, but it's fantastic to know that one of the MANAGERS has an issue with me for no effing good reason at all. I'm scared to go to work today. sent (1) perform the sending.

[February 10, 2008 @ 11:15am] [ mood | contemplative ] Someday, I am going to get something like this tattooed on my back. There's a tattoo expo on the 29th of February as well as March 2nd, and I'm going to make inquiries. It's going to be costly, and it's probably going to hurt as it'll go along my spine, but I want it done. I've wanted it done since 2002. (Is this a little known fact about me? Maybe?) Today I called off work. D: I simply have too much to do for math. I am going to get back in the game so I never have to call off work ever again. I do feel quite awful about it. Note to self: also remember to do stuff for GVSU, e-mail Tai Chi master in West Bloomfield. Well, I had better get going. Take care, everyone. sent (2) perform the sending.

[February 05, 2008 @ 11:14am] [ mood | thoughtful ] Oh my goooooooossssh. Look what I found: Auditions to be in the Las Vegas performance of Phantom Ohhhhh, if only I wasn't in school! D: I would audition in a heartbeat. I kind of hope Italian Boy doesn't call me today. I checked out his profile on MySpace and have spoken with him and I just... think we wouldn't get along. We have nothing in common (and I mean nothing) and he's a Catholic country-boy conservative. Now, I'm not Christian and I have nothing against dating Christians (my Korean ex was the son of TWO preachers!), but he's barely seen a city, let alone been out of the country, so while he'd learn a LOT from someone like me, he also... isn't suited for someone like me. *sigh* I feel so bad talking like this! But alas, it's the curse of being extremely educated + well traveled. There's a reason why people joke that female Ph.D students don't get married so often. I read an article once (thanks, Amanda!) about how women who are extremely educated are often times without finding suitable partners. One woman had a date with a man who took her to an Italian restaurant and she spoke to the owner in fluent Italian... which scared off her date. I label myself a sophisticated ingenue for very good reason. While it is true that I am very pure and naïve, I also am well-educated in other areas. Someone once described my predicament as such: if it were a scene, I would be alone in China, in a remote area or an older neighborhood, and a man would wave me to sit down at his little restaurant, where I would be offered a bowl of noodles. My Chinese would be quite good, but I would not understand the man's intent, nor realise said bowl of noodles is drugged, and then I'd be in for something horrible. That scene is perfect. I understand Chinese culture, I can get around China, I speak good Chinese... but I'm too trustworthy and don't think people have ill-intentions, and then I get myself into trouble. (Mind you, this could happen ANYWHERE, not just China). The kind of man I need, truly, must play the best friend, the lover, and the father. I need to be taken care of, I need someone to have real conversations with whom I can teach and who can teach me, and the kind of person I am requires someone who is more knowledgeable than I am, someone who isn't confined in thinking. While I am giving and caring and can be independent in my own right, I also cannot merely play those parts, and a person like Italian Boy would quickly, truly bore me. I think I am far too childlike and far too complicated at the exact same time for most men. EDIT: Phantom of the Opera title song in Chinese The guy who sings the Phantom's part in this? Is... omgdrool. Can I has him plz? perform the sending.

` i'm holding on your rope; got me ten feet off the ground ` [February 02, 2008 @ 9:49pm] [ music | OneRepublic - Apologize ] Wowwwwwwwwwwwwww. Things are crazy. First of all, I like my job a lot. I'm just tired. Secondly, I have a very insistant, somewhat wealthy (we think), and VERY handsome admirer. We are going to call him Italian boy. Italian boy shows up to Applebee's yesterday. I was door greeter that night, and as a hostess I'm supposed to smile at every guest and make them feel welcome. Italian boy kind of blinked when I opened the door and smiled at him, and he thanked me and went to the bar. I went about my duties. Mid-way between his meal I was up and getting things organised and he was coming back from the bathroom. We made eye contact, so I smiled. It's my job, eheh. When he's leaving, I open the door for him (we're supposed to open the door for ALL the guests no matter if they're coming or going) and then this conversation happened: Me: Have a great night! *smiles* Him: *flashes me a smile* I was just thinking I should be opening the door for YOU! Me: Oh, well, this is my job so... Him: Perhaps if you'd let me take you out sometime, I could do so? Me: !!!!! *turns RED, then remembers Amanda's confidence and just smiles* Perhaps you could. Him: Well... uhh... that is, you know, a girl as pretty as you is probably taken, right? Me: Actually, no, I am not. Him: *surprised* Okay then, could I maybe get your phone number...? So, he comes back to the host stand and takes out a card for me to write my number on, and EVERYBODY AND THEIR MOM freaks out and crowds around, whispering and asking what's happening. Finally, he leaves and EVERYONE runs to the windows and one of the other hostesses shrieks, "OH MY GOD, LOOK AT HIS CAR. HE'S RICH. LOOK AT THAT CAR. OH MY GOD" while the other hostess gasps, "He's on his cell phone right now!" and turns to me and screams at me to pick up my phone while everyone's fangirling what just happened. Yes, it was him on the phone, and he was stuttering about how "beautiful" and "pretty" I am, and how he wanted to see me when I got out of work, and yada yada. He ended up calling another two times after that, just to remind me that I was beautiful, texting me about calling him, and asking me in another text if I had a MySpace. I really am not sure what to think of all this because it's a LOT of attention. And very quick. He also called me twice today, we talked once and I know he's in business, he's texted me a few more times about me having a MySpace or not, and then he came to Applebee's again today with a friend, hoping to see me again. He even said he'd "hug me if I wasn't working" when he left today and I thought to myself, "Being that I've only known you for 24 hours, if you did that I would be incredibly put off." I'm okay with going out to eat with him sometime, but... yeah. He'd texted me asking if I could stop in the middle of work and sit with him at the bar. If I did that, I'd lose my job! Geez. No idea what to do right now. No idea at all. Is he being creepy? Or am I being overly paranoid? If it goes too far I could tell my manager... god, this is my fault. I shouldn't have told him my phone number. I should have told him that we have a policy that I can't give it out, but he can give me his. Agh. sent (2) perform the sending.

` i'm making a note here: HUGE SUCCESS ` [January 27, 2008 @ 11:38am] [ mood | :D ] The birthday party was a MASSIVE blast! I've never thrown a house party before, and the only one I've been to previously was so awkward and boring that Rikku and I were forced to act hyper to have some kind of semblance of fun before I accidentally chipped my tooth on her tooth when we were head-banging to emo music. I think the reason why this one went so well was because of the company. It was only my good friends who attended plus some other well known friends (a.k.a. people I've known for years!) We ordered insane amounts of Chinese food, went to the liquor store and got what we needed (which was a fair amount of rum, vodka, and some mixers), and Rikku played DJ with her electronica/techno/trance and some random R&B and rap we all know from high school, ha! Nick showed up after work with some sake. It was pretty good except for the fact that I choked on it. D: I started to feel a bit nauseous after that and then had to explain that I had taken a kind of vow: if I ever throw up because of alcohol, then I will never drink again because I don't know my limits. It was Rikku who first took such a vow, and I agreed with it enough that I also took it. I also drink like the Chinese do: the Chinese have a belief that if the company around you isn't trustworthy or close to you, then they don't deserve to see you with your defenses down via alcohol. It's an honour instead if you do so, because that's a sign to the other people that you trust them. Anyway, it went really well. Some people were really determined to get me drunk, but it did not work (I win?). It didn't get too crazy, but it was great. There was some great dancing, some great conversation, and finally some Resident Evil 4 on the PS2. (The GameCube version is better!) The entire evening was amazing, but probably the funniest moment was when Shay took off his shirt and turned to me and said, "BIRTHDAY GIIIIIRRRRL" and then started jumping at me in a certain way that made innocent little me FREAK THE SNAP OUT and then I was running, looking for a place to hide while Shay shouted, "IT'S YOUR BIRTHDAY AND I'M LOOOOONNNNGGG WAAAAAAANNNGGGGG" in reference to a certain Chinese man. I ended up opening the refrigerator and trying to crawl inside! It didn't work, and I ended up sinking to the floor, covering my ears and wailing, "NOOOOOOOOOOO!" as Shay jumped around me. His fianceé, Mel, was just dying of laughter. Everybody was! All in all, I am very glad it went awesomely, and I want to thank everyone involved. You guys are amazing and I love you~! sent (2) perform the sending.

[January 25, 2008 @ 3:38pm] I think all of GJ went to Scribbld.net. Last night I went to Circuit City and found out that laptop/notebook AC power adaptors run from $80 USD - $120 USD. Do not have money. D: I found a power seller on eBay that sells AC adaptors for Acer laptops right here so I'll need Sarah's help tonight when she arrives. Sometime next week I am going to stop by Ward Church. No, I am not returning to Christianity! I am going to go look for my old Voice Teacher, Dorothy Duensing. I have no idea if she still teaches there, but I really want to pick back up voice lessons and I'm the most comfortable with her. She trained me for four years; she's a professional opera singer, mezzo-soprano. I'm also going to look for a vocal coach in Nagoya when I get there. I really am addicted to this Vanilla Caramel Coffee-Mate. D: I had two cups this morning and wouldn't mind having another... I'm going to go play Pump It Up now. Tomorrow's my birthday party! ^________^ sent (1) perform the sending.

[January 25, 2008 @ 4:30am] [ mood | relieved ] I GOT THE JOB AT APPLEBEE'S!!!!!!!!!!!! I am now a hostess, and training/orientation starts on Tuesday. :D sent (5) perform the sending.

[January 23, 2008 @ 12:50pm] [ mood | calm ] Just a quick note to let everyone know that I have a second interview tomorrow! My birthday went well. Bai bai! sent (1) perform the sending.

o hay thar birthday [January 22, 2008 @ 12:33am] [ mood | sleepy ] I'm 23 now omg. EDIT: Forgot to mention; I have an interview at Applebee's tomorrow/today! I'm a bit nervous as I'm not sure if they're aiming for me to be a hostess or waitress. I've been a hostess before but not a waitress. I have this (slightly irrational?) fear of being unable to lift/balance the tray of food and dropping it, or making the customers angry and being yelled at... god, I need to grow up! sent (4) perform the sending.

[January 19, 2008 @ 9:03am] [ mood | awake ] Finding a job is exhausting! I put in an application for Olga's (they said they probably wouldn't be hiring until February), Leo's Coney Island, GNC ("Do you know anything about vitamins?" "...I took flouride vitamins once because we have well water at my house! :D?"), and this morning I'm heading to Steph's job and hoping they're still hiring, even though they've hired four people already. *prays!* Lillian and Helen's actions are so borderline stalkerish that I am really freaked out and upset by it. I am worried about Amanda and I am feeling so stupid. I never would have dreamed they'd do this or behave in such a way. Aren't they supposed to be full-grown adults? I still need a cord for my laptop (am on parents' compy at the moment). Today I'll clean and do some homework. Around four my family and I (and Steph should she wish to go) will go get fish and chips. I also will have some tea later while doing homework and see whether or not we have sugar cubes for my hibiscus and fruit teas I purchased. I really ought to have gotten more hibiscus tea (it tastes like meeeeee!) and I'm sad I never got the chance to pick up that book from Tea City. I miss Shanghai. A lot. sent (3) perform the sending.

[January 18, 2008 @ 8:39pm] [ mood | uncomfortable ] Lillian e-mailed me back. I promptly ignored it. I won't have anything to do with her again. I just wish GMail didn't show me the very opening lines of an e-mail, because even those can sting the heart a bit. sent (4) perform the sending.

[January 18, 2008 @ 11:59am] [ mood | aggravated ] Here are some photos of me 'cause I'm vain like that? courtesy of Amanda (a.k.a. I yanked them from her Flickr) from my last two weeks in Shanghai. Talking with Wendy on ECNU campus Lunch out the back gate; it was one of the more tolerable hot pots, IMO! In my natural habitat part 1: praying with incense at Jing'an Temple (this one's now my main photo on Facebook as it's so very very accurate to me.) In my natural habitat part 2: overlooking the main grounds of Jing'an Temple Wandering through Yu Yuan At Yu Yuan Waiting for the metro I recieved a very nasty e-mail from Lillian about what happened at Kid Castle (a.k.a. me leaving and the fact that Amanda didn't want to have to put up with their ish and got a better job) which is now causing me to get angry. Well... at first I almost cried, because I did really care for Lillian but since she's treating me horribly and saying things like, "All foreign teachers are rubbish and are only good for their faces" then I may just have to retaliate by letting all aspiring foreign teachers in Shanghai know that Songjiang Kid Castle isn't a good place to work... sent (7) perform the sending.

[January 18, 2008 @ 10:16am] [ mood | busy ] My apologies that I've been completely MIA; I've been busy beyond belief getting re-settled (I have a brand new cell phone; the LG Chocolate in Icy Mint blue) and attending my classes and finding a job. I'll have time for the internets soon! On a side note, my grandparents love my Wii. My grandpa's pretty good at Wii boxing! EDIT: Well, snap. My Chinese power cord to my laptop won't work here in the States; it's not recognising the electricity even though it's plugged in, so I may be MIA for quite some time... EDIT: On the grandparents' compy ATM. The job I applied for at Peiwei is probably out as they haven't called me like they said they would. I have an application for Olga's and I tried to apply to be an e-ESL teacher, but with the incredibly snappish e-mail Helen sent me about Amanda not working at Kid Castle (it's Helen's fault, IMO, she was going to wait until March to get Amanda a proper visa where another company was immediately going to get Amanda one to her! Gee, let's think... work illegally for a couple of months and risk deportation... be immediately legal and all set... I'd pick the latter!) I'm a bit worried I won't get the job as I was going to put Helen down as a referral. Oops. Perhaps I'll put down Rick instead? We'll see if they even contact me. It's highly likely I'll head to South Korea to teach English at a summer camp. They're in late-July-mid-August and are 4 weeks long with pay running around $2,500 - $3,000 on average, with housing and meals provided. Score, I say! However, that doesn't solve the problem of not having a job right now... sent (4) perform the sending.

[January 14, 2008 @ 12:41am] [ mood | sad ] I leave Shanghai today. I will sleep for a few hours, pack, go see Master Xu one last time, visit Mandy and You-know-who one last time, purchase carry-on and that heart-shaped Shanghai pillow, go to Tea City and pick up book... yada yada yada. I am very, very sad to leave. I know it's for the best. But... Shanghai, you're my city. Ignore what anyone else says (or any signs that say otherwise), but Shanghai, you belong to me. Yep. My city. Mine. Shanghai = Yuna's. I'll do my best to make enough money to visit in February next year for spring festival. And I did what I came here to do. And... I was able to be told, "I love you" after years of love given. So... it's okay. I cried when I went to the Bund to say goodbye. And I sang his song. Shanghai, I love you. perform the sending.

[January 12, 2008 @ 10:44pm] [ mood | thankful ] I got done with my dinner with You-know-who. It was 100% worth going. No, 500%. After all, I was loved. Details later behind a locked post. I need to make some phone calls. perform the sending.

[January 12, 2008 @ 7:41am] [ mood | disappointed ] ...Everyone forgot my birthday yesterday yesterday. Only Amanda and Amara came out with me, and we didn't even bother to go out after dinner. At least ten people were to also go. I'm really disappointed. sent (6) perform the sending.

[January 11, 2008 @ 7:30pm] [ mood | relaxed ] [ music | Qian Li Zhi Wai ♪ Jay Chou ] Please check my userinfo and see if you've been cut from my friends list. Erm... no hard feelings! :D? Today is my Shanghai birthday celebration (Yunapalooza: Shanghai!). We're going to go to an Indian restaurant, maybe KTV, but will end up at a bar or club at the end. (Note to anyone if they didn't know: I adore dancing. Especially if it's to electronica, and they have some very nice electronica here in Shanghai!) I bought an outfit from Qi Pu Lu and some accessories. I might end up back there tomorrow to buy more clothes before I depart. Tomorrow we'll go to pick up a book on tea ceremony from Tea City, stop by the Foreign Bookstore, go to Xujiahui, Qi Pu Lu, and then... I will go to dinner with You-know-who (whom I am still incredibly shocked about with asking me out to dinner tomorrow). Sunday I work and then I'm off to the Bund to say goodbye to Shanghai. I really do love this city, even if it drives me mad sometimes. If only I had my B.A. I could have found a better job. I could have been happier. I could have stayed. Nagoya, please don't disappoint me. sent (7) perform the sending.

lol my japanese no good anymore speaky chinese okay [January 09, 2008 @ 10:43am] [ mood | eheh ] A month ago I sent the following e-mail to the International Student Advisor of Nagoya University: "Greetings, I am currently a student at Grand Valley State University in Michigan. I will be finishing in September 2008. My major in school is Liberal Studies. My concentration was Chinese philosophy and literature. I have studied abroad in Shanghai at East China Normal University in 2005 and again in 2007 (I am there now, teaching English for a semester) as well as studied abroad in Taipei, Taiwan at National Taiwan Normal University in 2006 studying Mandarin. Before all this I studied abroad in Japan in 2002 during high school (and I am 1/4 Japanese, hence my interest in Japan). I am wondering about your Chinese philosophy programme and whether or not it would more beneficial to try to apply to Nagoya University to study Chinese philosophy there or to study in perhaps Taiwan at National Taiwan Normal University. Most people say Taiwan, but I want to hear more about Nagoya University's programme first. 1.) If I study Chinese philosophy for GRADUATE school, will the classes be in English, Japanese, or Mandarin? 2.) Will I be able to continue studying Mandarin in Nagoya? 3.) Will I be able to try to get a Ph.D after graduate school in Nagoya in a Chinese-speaking country like Taiwan? Thank you very much" So, I figured they'd reply in English when they finally got around to it. But instead... yeah. This is their reply: 名古屋大学文学研究科・留学生担当教員の鎌田です。 返信が遅くなりましてすいません。 ご質問の件につきまして、 １．名古屋大学文学研究科の中国哲学研究室の授業は全て日本語で行なわれます。 ２．中国語の語学の授業がありますので、学習可能です。 ３．当部局での博士号取得が可能かどうかに関しては研究室の担当教員の判断によります。 なお、こちらの中国文学研究室での受け入れを希望される場合は、十分な日本語能力が必要とされますので、ご承知おきください。 ...And my face went: "D:" Then I went to Babelfish and I got this: "It is Kamata of the Nagoya university literature postgraduate course foreign student charge teacher. Reply becoming slow, it does not inhale. Concerning the case of question, 1. Class of the Chinese philosophy laboratory of the Nagoya university literature postgraduate course is done with all Japanese. 2. Because there is class of Chinese language study, it is study possible. 3. Whether or not doctorate acquisition in this department possibility it is due to the judgement of the charge teacher of the laboratory to in regard. Furthermore, when the acceptance at this Chinese literature laboratory it is desired, because sufficient Japanese ability is needed, every consent." I get it mainly. But gosh. I sent it to Shaye because her Japanese is win and mine is fail but my Mandarin is pretty good! D: sent (2) perform the sending.

[January 08, 2008 @ 9:05am] [ mood | discontent ] [ music | Had Enough ♪ Breaking Benjamin ] Milk it for all it's worth. Make sure you get there first. The apple of your eye. The rotten core inside. We are all prisoners. Things couldn't get much worse. I've had it up to here, you know your end is near. You had to have it all, Well have you had enough? You greedy little bastard, You will get what you deserve. When all is said and done, I will be the one to leave you in the misery and hate what you've become. Intoxicated eyes, no longer live that life. You should have learned by now, I'll burn this whole world down. I need some peace of mind, no fear of what's behind. You think you've won this fight, you've only lost your mind... ~Breaking Benjamin, "Had Enough" I really didn't want it to come to this, but I am not a woman of pretenses and I never have been. As much as I despise confrontration, Amanda made a valid point when she said, "You need less crazies in your life anyway leeching off you. I mean, your life is ending every second." And she's right. So here we go. A few days ago (the day I threw in the towel and announced I was leaving for a while), Lulu (elegance) introduced me to Scribbld.net and told me her friend Jimmy ran the site and it was pretty new. Naturally, I went over to see if a certain username was taken. When I saw yuna, I was shocked. It was asummoner! Had she returned to blogging after all? It was her exact graphics and exact userinfo. The journal's graphics were also the same and so was the sidebar. And also, she'd set up a journal for her iPod (on a side-note: making a journal for your iPod, IMO, means you have some serious problems and unhealthy blogging habits and need to possibly quit because iPods don't need e-journals) which was identical to the one on her GreatestJournal. Suddenly I realised that a detail was off. asummoner was 5'3", not 5'7". And asummoner was a Virgo, not a Scorpio. I have a good memory for details, you see, after the drama that exploded. I've been walking on eggshells ever since for fear of drama starting again and not wanting to get accused AGAIN for something that I didn't do... but it seems there's someone else doing it, someone else obviously copying her. And you know what else? This person had registered at least 10 different yuna-esque screennames in less than an hour on scribbld.net! yuna, yunie, summoner, highsummoner, shoukanshi, heavenlyaxis, pilgrimages, sendings, valefor, and for her boyfriend she registered tidus and also registered rikku (which, unless she was planning on inviting deusexmachina over there, I can't see why she registered that). All were registered on the same day within minutes of each other. That? Is creepy. Really friggen creepy. The final check I did was the accounts used to host the graphics. They belonged to the same account, so it's the same person. And that person is hibiscus, a.k.a. Jess, someone who I've caught plagerising me and asummoner at least once or twice. I've forgiven it before. I'm not forgiving it again. SCRIBBLD.NET IS CURRENTLY DOWN, SO THE LINKS TO THE JOURNALS AREN'T WORKING. HOWEVER, I CAN PROVIDE THIS. http://i222.photobucket.com/albums/dd270/spheregrid/UNIFO.png - Jess' info on hibiscus on LoJo http://i222.photobucket.com/albums/dd270/spheregrid/frgtp.gif - Jess' info on yuna on that site (same URL) http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y254/shoukanshi/sinner.gif - asummoner's userinfo on LiveJourbal Jess claims I'm one of her best friends and wants to do a "real Yunas" thing with me, but in reality she wants to be THE Yuna, and to copy asummoner (probably because last time she made a journal copying me, I called her out for claiming to be interested in Shinto, the religion that Yuna's duties as a summoner are based off of, as well as doing Tai Chi, which she doesn't do. So copying asummoner, who is no longer blogging, is "okay"). She kept this from me. I'll bet she was hoping I'd never find that site or find this. Now, there is nothing wrong with using Yevonite or Spiran fonts. They don't belong to asummoner, they never have and they never will. But to plagerise to the point where it's exactly identical in everything INCLUDING wording with the ONLY CHANGES being height and star sign, is WRONG. Provided Jess doesn't chicken out and delete everything, once scribbld.net is back up you can see for yourself. Her journal is here: yuna at scribbld. The sidebar and graphics are identical to asummoner's stuff, which you can still see here and here. So that is that. JESS: From this moment on, I have nothing more to say to you. I have forgiven you before, I won't do it again. ASUMMONER WAS YOUR FRIEND. I DON'T UNDERSTAND HOW YOU CAN DO THIS TO HER WHEN SHE LEFT JOURNALLING DUE TO SUCH HORRID CIRCUMSTANCES. THAT IS HORRIBLE, HORRIBLE BACK-STABBING It sickened me to read your stolen words on your userinfo on Scribbld (which is now conveniently deleted) and see you call yourself "honest" using asummoner's words. For the love of god, buy a thesaurus! Get some creativity! Yuna would never do such a thing. To call yourself Yuna or like Yuna after this is disgraceful to the character. I feel sorry for you that you even felt the need to do this. I am done with you. There is nothing you could say that justifies any of this! ("My computer tripped and uploaded asummoner's everything?") And YOU are the reason I dropped all trust for ANYONE. I thought we're supposed to be FRIENDS. eternalcalm was something I had been foolishly under the impression that we were going to do TOGETHER. But when I called you out for using fanart made by asummoner's friend FOR asummoner in a layout, you figured out that you couldn't plagerise asummoner so smoothly with me around, could you? That's why you did this. You just wanted to disappear to a corner of the internet and pretend to be the real Yuna all by yourself. That's why you registered all of those usernames at Scribbld.net. In the end, it's the internet, Jess. In the end, Yuna is still a fictional character created by SquareEnix. But! That doesn't change how I feel or who I am. What do I care what's on my journal? I make my graphics for ME, not because it looks like I'm "the real Yuna". If I am going to be like a fictional character, I'd rather it be natural, not because I have a bunch of graphics with Yevonite script! At the end of the day, I'm still me and I'm still myself. If people - including or discluding me, it matters not - still compare me to Yuna and call me quite possibly the closest thing to Yuna-incarnate? Good, awesome, that's fine. People do that anyway without the internet, and they've always done so. So, does it really matter what goes on my userinfo or journal? No. You know why? Because you can write whatever you want on your profile or journal, but that doesn't mean it's the real you and people WILL figure that out eventually, whether you like it or not. And the person I've figured you out to be doesn't exist. You've played me for a fool. "Fool me once, shame on you. Fool me twice, shame on ME." And I made the error in judgement forgiving you a second or third time. Goodbye, Jess. Please don't contact me. I won't hear it. I'm disabling comments because I don't want to hear your excuses, and e-mails will be ignored. Just have a nice life and learn how to be what you've labelled yourself on your stolen profiles and layouts as: honest

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