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Friday, June 17, 2005

Apology and more



Ok yesterday's Whitie Test Post seemed to have confused some people. Seeing as my sister actually got a couple emails asking her if SHE was Whitie. Well she's NOT and at the suggestion of clearifaction or the penatly of pillow beating I am posting this. (That and I didn't want to confuse people just have some fun.) I'm guessing almost everyone has seen a yinyang?ANYWAY one side is mostly black and the other mostly white but each side has a dot of the other in it. To acurractly represent someone you have to see the part of them from both sides. Whitie's the other voice in my head..... I wanted to do something different and it got a bit out of hand. I'm sorry. *bows head*

Well back to normal busy!! ^-^ The hunt of the job continues. My brain is still trying to think up some neat looking pictures. Not being very succesful on that front. My dog is still nuts (as I watch her go from jumping at sister trying to lick her to roll on her back say 'rub me!'). The nights of thunderstorms haven't been helping that. My sister is doing all right. She is working on her projects when she can. And the two of us are still hunting down Danger Mouse. I also imagine I will be guilted later into dong stuff because I did not do my chores yesterday. *sigh* Oh! I finally got a Father's Day present. That's the other thing I've been working on. Yeah...That's about it... OK since I can't think of anything else here are my answers to yesterdays questions and a Songbird Sonnet.

-FMA characters Ed is a cat. Al is den mother bear. Mustang is a show dog (Hawkeye is his show handler) . Scar is an attack dog. Armstrong is a great dane. And Hughes is a penguin (because they spend alot of time with thier children and families I think.).

-7 I just like saying it recently
-I'm not a big fan of orange. Don't hate it just don't like using it.
-hot showers
-Wings
-eh Not really. Maybe some winged people.
- Yeah I'm out.


Songbird's Sonnet (this is gonna be a wierd one)-

The moonlight danced on her skin. Songbird was standing by herself in the desert staring at the moon. She was seemed so clam as she hummed something quietly to herself. Her soft voice sung in Scar's ears as he stood a bit behind her. As Songbird turned towards him children appeared around her. Rick and Leo began to pull on her hands. The three appeared so happy together. They spent what felt like the whole evening together even asking Scar if he would like join them in playing. Before Scar knew it the three of them had fallen asleep together. Songbird had her arms wrapped around the two boys with one of them asleep on each side. Her head was down not allowing Scar to see her face.
Scar walked over to Songbird and lifted her head slightly. Blood was coming down her face. Scar jumped back in shock. The woman infront of him suddenly had brown hair and darker skin than Songbird has. Scar looked around. Blood was sprayed along the buildings and streets. Bodies lied sporatically through out the street. The sound of gunshots and explosions filled the air. "Songbird. Songbird where are you?!" Scar began to shout as he ran through the streets. As Scar ran the streets seemed to fill more and more with blood. He finally came around a corner to a courtyard. Men in military uniforms were on one side with a creature on the other. It had two large wings though one was broken. The creature was holding its arm and was down on one knee. The creature was covered in blood but still had a look in its eye. The blue eyes seemed to hold great anger and hatred. Scar knew the blond beast was not going to give up despit the odds. The military officers held up their guns again. "Birdie! Move!" Scar screamed. The sounds of guns rang through the air once more leaving another body on the ground. Scar moved closer. He saw Songbird on the ground as she normally is. Her blond hair was tainted with her own blood as she bleed out from many wounds. The sounds of explosions covered Scar's mummbles as he touched the corpse infront of him. Scar heard the guns and troop movement. He's arm began to glow red.
"What the heck is going through your head!" Songbird shouted. She was standing next to the bed. Scar had been thrashing about. She tried to stop him but she is not as strong as him. Scar's arm began to glow slightly. Songbird looked at it. "This must be one awful nightmare," Songbird said to herself. She sat on the next to Scar's head and shoulder. She wiped his forehead with the towel. He began to mummble something in his sleep. "hum?" Songbird moved her hair and lowered her ear to hear what Scar was mummbling. Songird sat back up and grinned. "Shot the little birdie, eh?" Songbird repeated to herself. She put her hand on his head and rubbed the bridge of his nose. "I'll have to ask you when you wake up about that one." Songibrd smirked.

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