Explain your LiveJournal name and its meaning. When you're done, tag as many people as there are letters in your name.
I find this amusing because just the other day Ryu-kun was asking me about the "sakura" in my name. Now's as good a place to put it down as any. Again, probably, since I think I've already done this before but meh. Now for the remembering.
Originally, I had written a CCS fic named Mirrored Sakura. It was a stupid title for the story, especially since it involved the Mirror card and thus was a bit on the redundant side. It got deleted, no backup was saved by it, I angsted as I'd just finished it blahblahblah. It was also about that time that I wanted a different name that wasn't so blatantly... [insert word here] like oceangirl168. Of course I switched it to one that was so blatantly otaku, but I didn't care. No one had anything like it apart from the 'sakura'. No one still does. Works for me.
If you wanted to go into the more laughably symbolic, I like to copy other people's traits. I don't know why. I don't even do it consciously. But if they say something, or do a specific action, I automatically file it away and eventually I start doing/using them. I've gotten better... probably since I've become more satisfied with being me. Nothing like admitting to past/sort-of-present insecurity problems, heh. So yeah, that's what I was. I 'mirror' whatever I want from other people. Not just the good things either. I'm just weird like that.
Anyway! Tagging other people! x_X;; Well... it serves me (and you for being my friends! :O) right for having such a long name, I guess?
m - aoi_shu
i - comettail
r - f_i_cannibal
r - nekoyuki
o - myriadofcolour
r - kagome_angel
e - imachang
d - sheika_takarai
s - jackichen007
a - lucipop
k - noakun
u - laizuki
r - tell_me_true
a - fenery
Time to study. Two midterms, two assignments, one lab, life's just kicking. And Mum left today. Steph ended up not sleeping last night, which meant that I was up and cheerfully awake when she woke up, thus was helpful and chatterful and cheerful because that's what people need apparently. Yesterday was horrible. Sister's 6-year-old self-centered spoilt self reared its ugly head and when I called her on it, she promptly told me to fuck off in front of our mother. Mother didn't take too well to that, and glared and said "Watch your language, so filthy!" or the Chinese equivalent. Sister promptly stalked off, and as we try to leave for dinner and parents attempt to coax her down, she starts sobbing and screaming loud enough that I (who was waiting outside) could hear her.
No, I don't approve of childish, immature shrieking to get one's way. Nor am I happy to listen to her go on about how she did nothing wrong afterwards. "They keep telling me to be good, be good, I'm sick of it!"
Oh you little rebel you. Acting like a bratty little kid is sure to make them let you do shit. Respect your parents some, brat. *shakes head and pets her 'cause she's my precious even when I want to slap some sense in her gray matter*