Sunday, April 9, 2006

   OMG.
I am currently looking at a thread on Gaia, on the Gaara fc, that is devoted to pics, mostly of Gaara. This one person posted a whole bunch of pictures, ending it with a bunch of Gaara screen shots. Go thou, and be amazed. Click here to enjoy the wonderfulness.

Oh, and my mom feels much better, thank you. Antibiotics really help.

Bye. *vanishes*

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Friday, April 7, 2006

Movies, moms and other news.

We are watching the movie Young Frankenstein in english class. We just got done with book. The movie so far is hilarious! Egor is my favorite. My very very favorite. Have any of you seen it?

My mom is sick. She has a double ear infection! She had to go to the emergency room on Wednsday. *sigh* So lately my brother and I have been trying to keep the noise down at the house, prompted by Dad.

Well, bye. *vanishes*

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Wednesday, April 5, 2006

This is something I wrote in brit lit when I was supposed to be writing a poem analsys...

Red headed boy with dark rimmed eyes is sitting close to a blond boy with shisder marked cheeks. They look at me as I aproach them. Smile sadly, I do. Red headed boy is a dead ringer for a man I once knew. 'Reincarnation?' I wonder. Perhaps... I reach in ot my bag. "Want some choco, redhead?" I ask, offering a bar. He cautiously takes it.
He murmurs to his friend, "I just had the strangest sense of deja-vu." I smile. Yes, he is a reincarnation. I watch as he breaks off a piece for his friend. They sit so close they might as well be attached at the hip.
I walk a few steps away and lean on a wall. I wathc them share the choco while I remember the hapiness I whared with that man I once knew. Reh headed bnoy is a true dead ringer, but he has found his own happiness. I do not want to disturb that.
I run my hand through my luxurious, scrap of dakness black, straight as a ruler, very long hair. "Goodbye," I whisper to the carbon copy of the man I once loved. And then I walk off.
My friend waits for me by a BBQ restruant. I laugh and wave. She waves back. "Ready for some hot Bufflo wings?" she calls.
"Hell yeah!" I reply. Spicy food always cheers me up. I smile to myself. 'I'm glad you found happiness, redhead. Now it's time for me to find some.'
We enter the restruant. Spicy food might or might not be the path to happiness, but hey! I'll give it a whirl.

***********

Like it? I had fun writing it, even if I did get into a bit of trouble...

Bye. *vanishes*

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Tuesday, April 4, 2006

Should be dead

Lying there.
Arm and legs
at odd angles.
Wreckage all around.

Pain all through the body,
a constant ache,
with sharp jabs
whenever you try
to move.

Rescuers gathering.
'Finally...' you think.
"Hey hey!" one says.
"This one's sitll alive!"

An hour later
you are at the hostpital.
"You should be dead,"
they say.
"It's a marical."
'Or a curse,'
you think.

**********

Got to go. Bye. *vanishes*

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Monday, April 3, 2006

Fanfiction shall eat your brain!!!

Cause I know it's eating mine. Gonna go read some now. Bye. *vanishes*

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Sunday, April 2, 2006

Woah.

Am currently reading the Gaia storyline update. O.O Woah. Shocking to the max.

I'm almost at 1200 hits! Yay!

Bye. *vanishes*

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Saturday, April 1, 2006

Hidden eyes,
flicking shadows.
You walk down
a rather creepy hall.

A shadow steps
out in front of you.
"Why are you here?"
it asks.
The voice is soft, wairy.

"I'm lost,"
you reply lamely.
"Then let me return you
to where you belong,"
it says, a hand reaching
out from the figure.

The hand isn't pale,
or corspelike,
but tanned,
and there is an
ugly scar
across the back.

It touches your forehead,
and mutters something.
Everything swirls around you,
and you pass out.

You wake up
sprawled on the doorstep
of your school.
With absoutely no idea
how you got there.

**********

Ah, that was a good one. I feel it in my bones. It has an odd, inexplicable story, my style, short lines, everything. Ahh, writing that felt good.

Bye. *vanished*

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Friday, March 31, 2006

Drawing a blank

As of now,
I am drawing
a blank.
Nothing comming
to the surface.

It's not fair, really,
writer's block,
I mean.
I draw a blank
whenever I look
at the post form!

So please accept
this crappy poem
instead.
Thank you.

*************

Well, yeah. It is pretty crappy, ya think? Tell me if it isn't, 'kay?
Bye. *vanishes*

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Thursday, March 30, 2006

Hair

Hair like a scrap of darkness,
deep black and nonreflecting.
Disticntive, yet it blends in.

Wild hair,
plain brown, yet unbrushed and curly.
Perfect firelizard perch.

Light purple hair,
short, shaggy, unique.
Shows energy, happiness.

******

Well, I've got to go. Lent Steamboy to a movie fan in my class. Hope he gets it back.

Got to go finish a project. Bye. *vanishes*

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Wednesday, March 29, 2006

Work today and other news.

I'm volunteering at the local public library every wednsday. I walk down from school. I'm wearing one of my good skirts today.

I got my latest SJ day before yesterday. It showed a Gaara shirt and a Gaara wrtistband, and as soon as I see them in Hot Topic, I am buying them!

Well, buy. *vanishes*

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