THIS POST IS VERY IMPORTANT!!!!!!!
The reason we have not been posting is because of the latest challenge! I entered something in and there fore I can not place the challenge! The other founder hasnt found the time to read them either! So we have resorted to this...We are going to post the writings that the challengers sent in....under code names. so please all you have to do is place the name and the number that you think they should be placed in into a PM please.. (1-6) Here we go....also if you know who's writing it is please make a FAIR judgement on what place they should get. We are going with the over all average of what each writing gets. So if "One" gets two ones and three fours then the person would be placed in the four. Sorry we are not all set up for this club.
"One"
Letter to me by:Brad Pasley
Dear
Me,
This song...it makes me think of
how you should not let great oppertunities in life go by. The line in :Hug Aunt Rita every chance you get reminds me of my late grandfather. It makes me want to spend as much time as I can with my family. It makes me sad because,I know they won't always be here but they will aways be with me. The song makes me want to live life to the fullest and appriceate all that I
have lots of things happen in life
I will enjoy it while I can. While I sit here writing this now,I think of the past and the wonderful memories I hold dear.
This is my life and I want to live it to the fullest.I could have chose any song to write about but, I chose this song. It is one of m favorites. Surprisingly I have only heard it moments ago. Right now I am thinking of A few years ago in 3rd grade. Every student wrote a letter to them self and put a few things in the evelope with the letter. We were told not to open it until the day we graduate from highschool. I am still waiting for that day.
Yours Truly,
Me,Myself,and I
"Two"
There are many songs that I could choose to write about. I love a lot of songs, and a lot of songs have touched me. The most interesting song to write about, however, is probably “In the Moonlight” by Kotani Kinya.
I first heard the song whilst watching the Gravitation OVA. After Shuichi and Ryuichi sang “Shining Collection,” Shuichi began singing this song. Though it was in Japanese, I could feel what it was about by the tone and mood. The subtitles helped me to understand exactly what it was about, and I soon found myself looking up the whole song, as the OVA only showed a fragment.
The song itself is about two lovers who had been together, and had seen an orange-coloured moonlight. They had since separated, and are watching another orange moon, but separately. They were longing to see each other again. They wanted just to be with each other, if only just to see that beautiful moon together. This story drew me in. It reminded me of the background story of my main original character, Mai Black. I could also identify with it in some way, though I am only 14.
I soon wound up learning the song, which helped me learn some more Japanese. I also drew a picture and wrote the kanji out of the whole song for that image. This song has influenced my art and writing heavily.
Also, it broadened my imagination. I began thinking more about scenarios between characters with this background. What if they did this? What if that? What if they actually did watch the moon together again? The song leaves some questions, but that’s good for the imagination.
In conclusion, “In the Moonlight” is a really interesting and deep song. I believe that Kotani Kinya deserves praise for this song.
"Three"
“Meat Is Murder: Review”
If there were any song that changed the human mentality, I would have to say that it’s The Smiths’ “Meat Is Murder.”
It really changed the way people think about the meat industry. Usually when people think of meat or animals, they don’t think of the animals that were slaughtered to make the meat. They usually think of how adorable the animal is, or how fascinating it might be. They never really think about exactly how the meat was brought into the supermarket. I mean, people are paid to slaughter, gut and skin innocent animals just so we can taste the flesh and blood from their bones. People usually don’t think about that when a slice of steak or ham is put in front of them, do they? Before I listened to “Meat Is Murder,” I didn’t either. But how would I? I’ve never really heard the views of a vegetarian or a vegan before then. This is exactly what converted me to vegetarianism. Now, every time I see someone cooking meat, it seems like one of my friends were killed in that brutal fashion. Even though I didn’t last as a vegetarian for long, I still think about the animals that died unfairly when I see someone cooking meat, or meat on sale at any sort of market.
Not only did it change my opinion on meat itself, but also the activity of hunting. Personally, I was never able to kill an animal. But to me, killing an innocent animal for fun is just unspeakable. I’m absolutely amazed that anyone could shoot and kill a deer just for the sheer fun of it. I see hunters as monsters. These people are absolutely heartless, or they’re just blind to what they’re really doing. In one of Morrissey’s interviews on “Meat Is Murder,” he mentioned how the royal family of Great Britain goes fox hunting. As he said, “These are despicable people.” I’m purely amazed that the royal family has the lack of heart to chase after innocent foxes with these huge dogs just for fun. If I would kill an animal ever in my life, I would probably hang myself out of the guilt.
Also, “Meat Is Murder” caused an outrage worldwide! I would imagine that tens of thousands of people became vegetarians and vegans after listening to “Meat Is Murder,” and thinking of the animals going through the slaughterhouse.
These are probably the lyrics that grabbed people the most. “And the calf that you carve with a smile: it is murder. And the turkey you festively slice: it is murder. Do you know how animals die? Kitchen aromas aren’t very homely. It’s not comforting, cheery or kind. It’s sizzling blood, and the unholy stench of murder. It’s not natural, normal or kind: the flesh you so fancifully fry; the meat in your mouth as you savor the flavor of murder. No, no, no. It is murder. No, no, no, it is murder, and who hears when animals cry?”
This is why I like “Meat Is Murder.” It’s because it gives a strong message, like all popular music should.
"Four"
I would like to thank Saosin for writing such a beautiful song. The song I chose to write a story for is You're Not Alone. My story is as follows.
Walking through the park of evergreens, a man slowly aproachs a headstone.Searching for his lost loved ones. As he sits there looking at the graves he says," Why them, how come it could'nt be me.I have nothing else to live for." For a moment after, he could hear the voices of the dearly departed loved onessinging to him. He heard what was," You're not alone. There is more to this i know. You can make it out. You will live to tell."
On the other side of the world there lives a little girl. The spoiled rotten girl is confused by the lies conserning the weath of her unknown father. As she trsvels she runs into the man that is looking for his lost loved ones. The man asks," what are you looking for?", she replies," I am looking for myself." The man turns to her and says," Yourself is right there." He points to her heart. She seems to be happy to be there as her eyes turn green.
The man starts to sing," You're not alone. There is more to this i know. You can make ot out. You will live to tell." As he continued singing getting softer and softer the little girl begins to die. As the man stops the little girl is dead. Yet she is standing right there in front of him.
The man finally realizes that he has been with the ones he loves the whole enire time. The man was in heaven. Along with his spoiled rotten daughter.
The little girl found herself that day. She also found her long lost father.
The two of them were reunited right before they went to heaven.
"Five"
There for you- Fly Leaf
My Three Great Friends,
There is so much I have to say to you. You helped me when I was in need. You never let me down. And in just writing this it makes me cry.
To my three great friends I owe the world. I want to be there for you. But I'm a selfish fake. A no one that would be nothing with out you. I love you. And I always will. It runs deeper than you can imagine.
And some how even though I am a bad friend you were always there for me. I just want to be there for you. I want to be someone you can come to. I just want to be there for you.
Your eyes of many different shades, The blue calms my nerves and the brown hushes my urge to cry. We watch as the sun comes up over the horizon on many occasions. Those days where we were inseparable. Those nights that we couldn't get to sleep. And all those times we got in trouble and you said, "Let's do it again!" You have always been a true friend and all I have to give is nothing. I love you deeper than my bones.
You speak the unspeakable thoughts. You're my everything. You're masterpiece beautiful. I just want to be there for you. I want you to be able to trust me, to believe me.
So I write this as an apology and a plea. I love you with all my heart and I want you to be able to come to me when you are in need. When you have a problem I want you to be able to tell me what's wrong. I'll listen intently as if you had just spoken your first words. You are my best friends. I want to be there for you.
The only friend that wasn't good enough,
Em
"Six"
Will his dream ever come true?
Here I am- this is me
There’s no where else on Earth I’d rather be
In my dream, I am driving my best friend; Mariah home, she is asleep beside me. I look at her slightly parted lips. They are plump, but they are cracked because they were sun burnt. I knew she needed to go home and of course we’re neighbors, but I wanted those sweet moments to last forever.
Here I am- it’s just me and you
And tonight we make our dreams come true
We were at a railroad, and a train was beginning to pass by, so I had a chance to look at Mariah. She had her cherry red MP3 player going, but I couldn't see her current song because her thumb were covering the screen. I leaned down and kiss Mariah's forehead. A sigh escaped her sun damaged lips and I recoiled, but she was still sleeping, but a smile appeared on her pink face. She was having a dream in my dream?!
It's a new world- it's a new start
It's alive with beating of young hearts
The train was over now. I gave her a final look before driving over the tracks. The sad thing was that she was no longing facing my direction as she slept. I wonder, what would she say if I told her that I love her? I guess I'll never know...
It's a new day- it's a new plan
I've been waiting for you
Here I am
While I was driving my mind flashed over what I have wanted. I have wished to date her for the first time at her favorite restaurant, and then go roller skating, because she loves to do that. I had imagined me waiting at her door, holding tulips, her favorite flowers. When she would open the door, she'd gasp over the flowers, I'd teasingly say 'here I am'.
Here we are- we've just begun
And after all this time- our time has come
I finally turned onto our road after twenty minutes of driving. I sighed sadly, because I knew these last forty-three minutes were coming to an end. With my right hand I nudged Mariah awake. I was pulling into her gravel driveway. She was awake, well she was still tired looking, but that was normal for her. There is always a look in her eyes, when she first wakes up, a dead kind of look. She looked around to gather where she was and she realized that she was in my stopped car in front of her empty garage. her parents work a night shift.
Ya here we are- still goin' string
Right here in the place where we belong
She sighed softly as she was getting out of the car. She smiled at me, but when she spoke, she didn't say good night, no, she asked if I could come in. Of course I said 'yes'. This was a dream I was loving more and more. We went to her living room and plopped down on the couch like it was where we belonged. A boy and a girl, best friends since the times that we could remember.
Here I am- this is me
There's no where else on Earth I'd rather be
Yeah, it sounds kind of cheesy that I love to sit next to her on the couch. Nothing could have ruined my bliss, well other than the fact that I had to wake up sooner or later.
Here I am- it's just me and you
And tonight we make our dreams come true.
I reached down and grabbed the remote, like I have done so many times during the afternoons that I am not working. I had my left hand clasped around the silver controller, with my thumb over the red and white power button, but Marian put her hand over mine. She smiled, when did she apply lip gloss? She parted her lips slowly, just enough that they were almost impossible to resist. I looked away from her and looked at my hand, her small hand that was free covered my cheek, pulling me closer, ever so closer to those perfect lips. After what felt like thirty hours, maybe thirty years, our lips finally met.
Here I am- next to you
And suddenly the world is all brand new
In my dream Mariah had been the one with the first move. Also in my dream, my dumb-seventeen-year-old-boy brain refused to piece together the obvious. I HAD to ask her if that meant she liked me!
Here I am- where I'm gonna stay
Now there's nothin' standin' in our way
She laughed at me. I swear to you, I never knew that your dreams can take such horrible turns and still turn out to be the best dream you ever had. She told me that I was the perfect boyfriend.
Here I am- this is me
That is for my retelling of my dream. Now, I am laying in my bed, like the pathetic boy that I am.
Here I am- next to you
And suddenly the world is all brand new
I sighed heavily and flopped over onto my side when I hear the doorbell ring. Funny, I never knew that was what it sounded like. So I walk to the door.
Here I am- where I'm gonna stay
Now there's nothin' standin' in our way
I blink slowly. there was Mariah, her dyed black hair, flipped out, a soft pink lip gloss on. I love how it makes her lips look even more kissable. I stand aside so that she could walk inside. She smiled tentatively at me... she never smiles tentatively, she always puts a smile on that makes the world want to smile.
Here I am- this is me
She started to walk in, but instead of just walking towards the hall, she headed for me, and put herself in my arms. I embrace her, feeling the heat rising in our bodies. This time my dumb-seventeen-year-old mind knew what this was. I lifted her chin and looked into her grey-blue eyes before leaning down to kiss her shiny, kissable lips.
Song lyrics- 'Here I am'
Sung by- Bryan Adams
Album- Spirit: the Stallion of the Cimarron (The Soundtrack)
Lyrics found on- www.imeem.com
Okay thanks so much for your help. If there is something like this happens again I will be sure to come to you. We might need an extra helper for the site.
Next weeks challenge is a two week challenge! The challenge is to re-write a fairy tale...any fairy-tale. Including Alice in Wonderland. It starts after you read this and ends NOT next Thursday night but the Next Thursday night. Meaning July 27th.
I hope that this all goes well...
~This hat? Oh this hat is god~
(Em)
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