Monday, July 2, 2007

a gift from an old friend

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Wednesday, June 27, 2007

contest closed
hi there ppl, if any of u remember my contest frm back in april,it is now closed. only two ppl entered it and i am very grateful to those two. i thnak them very much. so will draknesswolf and shessomaru2212 please give me a shout out because i will draw a picture of anything u like as a token of my thankx
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Sunday, June 17, 2007

   my oc yoko for ghost stories

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name: Yoko Hikaru
age: 11
eyes: innocent pink
hair: whitish silver
bio: Yoko is the spirit of a mixed blood girl of both spanish and japanese heritage. she grew up in the time of the 1588 battle of the spanish armada against england. as an orphan, she was taken in by her hometown's local witchdoctor. he cast a spell on her that kept her spirit trapped in an ageless, doll-like body and then abandoned her. now her spirit is forced to walk the earth until someone proves that they care about her.
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   ariel

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my oc for ouran highschool host club. here's her stats
name: Ariel (no known last name)
age: 16
hair: dark gray
eyes: brown
other: glasses and purple scarf
bio: Ariel is a transfer student to ouran high. she is the perfect mixture of beauty, brains, and athletic skill. still, she is very shy and often self-concious about her appearance. adopted and then sent here, the twins recognize her as their old friend from summer. she becomes the center of their affection as well as two more memebers of the host club. the new school beauty spends her free time figure skating.


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Friday, June 8, 2007

   school-town kiss
there we were, just sitting outside of classrooms.
the scuff of feet on the floor fell in rhythm with whisper of voices and the scratch of pencils.
short, pale brown hair fell in my face while my head is bent in a book.
your arm is around my waist, holding me close to you.
you feel warm, your spirit is like a wild fire that warms my sad heart.
fingers tilt my head towards yours and i hear you whisper something...what was it again? oh, i remember "you have something on your face..."
then, for one second, though it felt like a million, you and i shared the same breath...for one moment, you and i shared a taste of the other's heart.




izzy kissed two days ago! i love him so much! he's the sweetest. in fact, he helped me write this and posted in his notebook. isn't that completely sweet?!?!?! i love him!
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Wednesday, May 30, 2007

   another spin on dating
hey everyone, im back. did ya miss me? well, i dont think im ever gonna get over letting gogetta19 go, so i put myself into the dating game again. i have a new bf named izzy and he is awesome. he's smart and nice and athletic and caring and funny. im happy w/ him, but we haven't exactly told the school yet. yeah, we held hands a couple off times, but nothing more. i hope gg19 doesn't feel like im stabbing him in the back.
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Tuesday, May 15, 2007

letting go
there were times when we were friends, you remeber, times we laughed with each other.
moments of being like brother and sister, talking about everything; chatting about nothing.
small little sings of care, a kiss on the cheek here, a warm hug there.
as time grew longer, things weren't so small...but as soon as things started settling down, i turn cold.
by accident, i think i let that get the better of me. and suddenly, you weren't there anymore.
endless hours of wondering are you ok.
timeless moments of crying because im sorry.
and just when i give up hope, you peek around the corner.
soon things start settling down again.
but i knew it was too good to be true.
an accident involving your junkie brother and a knife...and then a second job...
i want what's best for you, always know that...so i say this with a heavy heart because i should have said it long ago...i love you, that never changed, and if you love someone, sometimes you need to let then go.
i made you promise to never do that to me, and i can only call myself a hypocrite because now i need to...i have to...say it to you. im letting you go. i hope you can find someone to give youwhat i couldn't give...real, genuine love.
*gives a soft kiss on your cheek* i love you, and im sorry i ever made you promise anything to me...
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Wednesday, May 2, 2007

   ????=boy trouble
this post is really weird cause it has to do with like four different guys at my school. ok, so most of you remember nick, well i think he's still a bit bummed out but we're still tight w/ each other. and then there are those of you who remember that j.a. senior i can't stand.
so here is where the real sonfusing part comes in, i think four boys like me at the same time!!! it's really weird because the dumb senior still likes me, a mysterious senior i know has the tiniest cursh on me, one of the after-school club guys i know is really sweet with me, and one of the sophmores is like one of my best friends. so i'm in the middle of a love pentagon right now. and all i have to say is this: HELP ME!
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Wednesday, April 25, 2007

extention
since i only have one entry to my contest, im extending the deadline. dont know what the new deadline will be. so hurry and get those pictures in.
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Sunday, April 22, 2007

it's not easy
i can't stand to fly,
im not that naive.
im just out find the better part of me.

im more than a bird,
im more than a plane,
im more than some pretty face beside a train.
and it's not easy to be me.

wish that i could cry,
fall upon my knees,
find a way to lie about a home i'll never see.

it may sound absurd,
but dont be naive, even heros have the right to bleed.
i may be disturded,
but wont you conceid, even heros have the right to dream.
and it's not easy to be me.

i cant stand to fly,
im not that naive.
men weren't meant to ride with clouds beneath their knees.

im only a man,
in a silly red sheet, digging for krypotonite on this one west street.
im only a man,
in a funny red sheet, looking for special things inside of me.

im only a man in a funny red sheet,
im only a man looking for a dream.
im only a man in a funny red sheet,
and it's not easy to be me.



this song so reflects how i feel at times. it's by five for fighting.


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