Sunday, October 16, 2005

Ha Ha! My friends will know what I mean at this moment...
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   10/16/05 2:55 p.m. Huh?
Whoa! It's been a long time since I've posted! At least I think it's been a long time... I can usually never keep track of dates and time and stuff... And my watch needs a new battery, but I haven't had any time to go get one, so I'm totally out of whack lately, as you can tell from the title. This is my most common expresion lately:


I wanted to post more of my synopsis type thingy of that thing I'm going to write, but I can't right now since I'm not on my own cumputer and can't remember any of it. I should really start writing the actual story, but I'm busy (even though I don't want to be) so what can you expect? I'm going to try my damnest to make it an awsome peice of litature to make you guys proud! *sniff* Even if no one reads it, I won't care! I really want to post more often, but I don't have a laptop, so its hard... No fair, but whatever! Hmm... I have nothing esle to really talk about... Well, there is the Retardos and the "Crack" going aroung in karate.

Let's see, on the note of the Retardos, it seems that I am indeed going to have a hard time getting certain members listening to my second in command and my third in command. I've working really hard, but I think that the Retardos should be able to go on without me by the end of the school year. There is this one guy in the Retardos that we have recently banned until further notice. His name is Ponsiano and we have banned him because he backstabbed us. He has to prove his worth and lay out his cards on the table before we let him back in. Other than that, I think there's not really much going on in the Retardos at the moment.

Now, about the crack going on in karate, there is a lot more to talk about. Let me begin with how it started. We all went to a karate tournement and did pretty well there. The tournement's location was close to South Parde Island, (Can't remember the name of the city at the moment...) so we decided to go for a mini vacation, since the tournement was on Saturday, and we had finished at around 1:00 p.m. with all of our compititions. We all met up at a hotel that was near a cemetary (which is very creepy. In fact, I spent the whole night looking out the window at the cemetary. I was convinced that something exciting might happen.) So we were all there; Myself, my parents, Zulma, Christopher, Nate, Nick, kimberly, and a few other people who decided to join us at the hotel. We went in the pool, we played and splashed and nearly drowned... twice! Which is a funny story, but I'll tell you some other time. Anyway, Nick and someother dude that was there went home, because the chlorine in the pool had really affected their eyes. (We had stayed in the pool for about four to five hours.) To cut down on the expenses of the hotel, my parents, myself, Zulma's family, and Nate shared a room. The next day, the rest of us that were left went out to eat and then went to the beach so that we could fish. We fished for awhile, and then we went to the beach, where we could actually swim. I can't swim, so I just splashed int the water with my family, since we were the only ones that got in. Then, Zulma (She's 13)and Nate (He's 28)(pay attention, because this is where the problems and rumours start) decided to go for a walk. They invited me and I went. We walked down the shore line for awhile talking about karate, splashing water at each other, and joking around. We headed back and then we talked with everyone esle for awhile. Eventually, Kimberly invited me ofr a walk, and Nate and Zulma went off on another walk by themselves. Kimberly (She's 13) and I walked, and the whole time Kimberly talked about how it looked wrong for Nate and Zulma to be together all the time because Nate is so much older than her. I agreed, especially sice they were not even reletaives, and Nate was always around Zulma AND had recently had a fifteen of sixteen year old girlfriend. Kimberly and I returened from our walk, but Nate and Zulma were still not there. We looked to see if we could see them, but they must have been far away, because we could not spot them. About thirty to forty-five minutes later, the came back. It was getting late in the day, so we all went home our sperate ways. We all lived about a two or three hour drive away from the Island. My uncle was visiting the Island, so we met up with him and got something to eat.

Sometimw later, we got home. We talked about what an exiting time we had and after some time, Kimberly called me. She said the someone had called our karate instructor, Ronnie AL, and had told him that Zulma and Nate were walking alone on the beach. She asked it if it was me, and I said no, because it hadn't been me. I asked her if it had been here, and she had said no. She said that she called everyone who had been there with us, including the two who had left the day before, and they had said it wasn't them. I didn't know who it was and neither did she, so we both said our good-byes and hung up.

The next day, on Monday, I talked to Nick at karate. He said the Kimberly had called him the day before, crying, that someone had told Ronnie AL about Nate and Zulma. He said that after much prying, he had gotten it out of her that she was the one who called and said everything. Kimberly had called Nick, crying and complaining, because she is in love with him, which makes her my rival for his love, although we are still good friends. With the truth revealed, we could stop the rumors, but the damage had been done and everyone knew and it had already escalated into something to big form just Nick and me to stop.

So, after that, things got really bad. Roonie Al was constantly on Zulma's case to stay away from Nate, although Zulma was sometimes never even close to him. Zulma's parents were complaing that it was not this place to be telling here what she can and can't do outside of karate. They said that he was not her father to be telling her who to stay away from. Dispite this, Ronnie Al continued what he was doing. Then he started getting over protevtive with the rest of us, which cause him to eye Nick evilly, because Nick and I have always be close. He seemed to be constantly mad at everyone for no reason. The problem with Zulma grew and grew, and eventually, one day at a tournement, Ronnie Al blew his top off.

I have to go now, so I'll edit this thing later and tell you everything about how the crack at karate happened. It's still going on and we're fighting as hard as we can to stop it, although no the reasons are diffrnent. Currently, the Nate and Zulma thing had been laid to rest. Right now it's a much bigger problem between Ronnie Al and Zulma's mom.
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Saturday, September 10, 2005

   6:35 p.m. 9/10/05 Busy and In Love...
Boy, school has really been taking a toll on my free time, along with karate! I seem to be waking up earlier than usual to complete homework assignments I should have finished the night before! At least I get to come on the internet whenever I'n not that busy... And I have to finish this book called "The Garden of Rama." It's a pretty good book, but there are just some parts that are so messed up, you don't know what to think. Personally, I think that they should have more variety of books at our school libary. It is pathetic how many high level books there are. I can understand that most eighth graders gon't read at a twelfth grade level, but we have around fifteen eight grade level books, and about twenty-five that are at a higher level that that. So you can imagine how hard it is for some of us to get hands on a book our level. There's also a lot of things going on with my "gang", the Retardos. It seems that I'm not going to be attending the same high school as most of my fellow Retardos, so I have to prepare my second and third in command for their new positions. It seems that the Retardos have been following me for so long, that they have forgotten how to take orders from someone esle. It seems that I'm going to have a lot of work on my hands if I want them to listen to my back ups... Oh well, they're proably just acting that way because they never suspected that I would leave them.

There was a tournement today, and I wish I could have gone, but my parents said no. They said no because of the gas it would waste, and since they were not going with me if someone esle took me, because they didn't trust me alone with Ronnie Al. Everything at karate has been so messed up lately, it's not even funny. There's a lot of crack going around (not literally). I'll have to explain all of that later, though. Well, there was they "Busy" part of it all...

... Now for the "Love" part!
If you go to the OB, and look up "Elk", you'll see that in my sid it says, "I Love Wesley Jeff Vanderpool!" among other things... Anyway, I have now found a new love, thought I will leave my sig as it is because the phrase "I Love Wesley Jeff Vanderpool!" has a special place in my heart. My now love is... (building dramatic tension...) ... Nicholas Cedra. We all call him Nick for short. He is an awsome person, and although I've known this person for a while, I have only just discovered my true feelings for him.
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Tuesday, September 6, 2005

   9/6/05 5:28 p.m. Nothing New...
Hello again! I don't have any updates on the synopsis, because quite frankly, I haven't really thought about where the story is going. Besides, you can't really expect much from me with school here. It takes up most of my time (along with karate) because I got to school at 6:45 a.m., come home at 4:30 p.m., eat and do homework, then go to karate from 6:00 to 8:30. I come home, complete homework I haven't done, and then go to sleep. Yeah, it's usually a pretty boring day for me. Saturdays and Sundays I go to karate for five hours or less and train with weapons for about two hours. When ever I can grasp even a little bit of spare time, I read, write, draw, or just relax. I listen to music alot, so it helps the time pass by sometimes. Yeah, I'm ging to have to go to karate in a while, so I'm going to have to close this up when its almost time. Let me close this up quicly, the only thing to look foward to is some FMA information and more of my synopsis and stories. See you soon and have a good day!
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Monday, September 5, 2005

   9/5/05 1:31 p.m. Save Us from Our Sins
Here's a brief synposis on a story I'm planning on writing. It's not the best, but for 1:00 in the morning on a Monday (that's when I wrote it.) That's as good as it's going to get.

Save Us from Our Sins

All across the land men, women, and children have been dying of a mysterious diseased called “Grekh” or “Sin.” There have been whole families wiped out by this disease, yet one child remains unaffected, but without family; over and over, this story is repeated. They are sent to orphanages, or try to find family, but no one will take the children who survive the deadly plague. They are treated as outcasts. Some run away from the orphanages, since they are treated so badly. They find the last place where they can be accepted. A place they all know, deep down in their hearts, even if they have never been there. There is a caretaker for them there, a man in his early forties. He too, has survived the deadly plague. He takes the children in as if they where his own. He tells them that someday, they will save the world from Grekh. They will be called and they will travel through many trials and tribulations to get to God himself, and there, they will save the world from Grekh.

Years later, the children are no longer children, though Grekh still plagues the world. Most of the children are in their late twenties or early thirties, though still they do not know of what their caretaker was talking about, what seems like so many years ago. Then, one day while they are all talking about the story their caretaker had told them long ago, they hear it, The Calling. It is like sweet, beautiful music that is beckoning them to follow. It lasts long enough for them to know that it is coming from the east. “We must follow it. It is our calling.” One from the group says. They pack their things and head out to the east.

They reach the first city to the east of their old home. The city is named Sanji and is in chaos. They travel through the city, which has a thick smell of rotting flesh. The meet a little girl, who was curled up in a corner, and ask her what she is doing there. The girl looks up at them with eyes that seek death and says, “Waiting for death. If I wait, he should come to take me.” One from the group steps forward. “If you are like us, Grekh will not harm you. If you want a home, set out to the west, and there you will find a man who will take care of you.” The girl stood up and said, “Thank you.” Then she left. The group travels around the city and see rotting carcasses everywhere. Here and there, they see signs of life, signs of people struggling to survive Grekh. But the group is helpless; they don’t know how they can help. They eventually come to a nicely decorated building that has a sign above it reading, “Village Elder.” The group goes inside and discovers the Elder sitting on a chair. They ask him why he is there and he replies, “I will stay here with my people until the whole world is either destroyed by or saved from Grekh.” The group tells him that they will save the world from Grekh, and the old man laughs. “How can you youngsters save the world from Grekh? You don’t have the wisdom!” One from the group steps forward. “We have a calling, a calling to save the world.” He says in a soft voice. “Someday, we will save the world from Grekh.” The Elder laughs again, “Go ahead and try, you will not succeed.” The group does not get discouraged by the old man’s words and leave his house.


It's not finished, but I'll add more later.
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Monday, August 15, 2005

   First Post!!! 8-15-05
Wow! This is my first post and that's because I've had this site for awhile. I'm not exactly sure why I fot a myOtaku account if I wasn't going to use it... I don't know, some times you want things and when you get them, you don't know what to do with them. I like this site, though, because that means that I get to express myself, somewhat. A lot of things have been going on lately, so I'll proably post them here, and even if nobody reads them, I'll be happy because I let my feelings out. Well, that's all I have for now. See you again sometime!
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