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Monday, February 12, 2007


   The dance (good and bad)
Ok i sort of left out on the dance part. K. Well this guy asked me to dance. right??? Kind of the first guy to ask me to dance and he's and eight year old in eigth grade. 3 feet high. I took pity on the poor guy because he looked so nervous and i didn't want to embarrass him. But the only thing is that after i danced with him he kept on trying to drag me to the dance floor.Creepy. Though i told him i couldn't dance to save my life.Didn't help much. Anyway he was really short so imagine where his hands went.

Most creepy night of my life. well other than that a seventh grade friend of mine got asked to dance. He's still in shock two days later. He's couldn't believe a girl would like him. It's stupid for him to think that way.

On another note my crush didn't show up so that sucks. But it's ok i guess.

My other friend Isha took pictures of both of these events and didn't delete them. I am so getting that camera that's blackmail material. We're still devising a plan to steal the camera.

Other than that it was an awesome night.

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Sunday, February 11, 2007


   fights and dances- my life so far
Life's doing ok. I got in a fight with my mom over cell phones. I haven't had a fight with my mom in forever and i mean that in the most truthful manner. and here we are having a screaming fight over cell phones. Basically i don't want one and she wants me to have one. She came up with all kinds of stuff like it will help with your education and stuff like that. I said how and she's like it will help. She said if i don't move on with the world the world will teach me how to the hard way and i said how are cell phones that important. i mean come on. just because i don't want a cell phone doesn't necessarily mean that life is going to be hard for me.
See the thing is me and electronics don't really get along i mean i don't care if i get them and all it's just that i am not all gaga ove them and my mom thiks thats a bad thing.
look at me i sound like a crybaby.
In other news i went to the valentines dance. id rather not talk about it because it was very embarrasing. to put it in simple words one of my friends got a picture that she can use to black mail me with. it was that bad.
well gtg. I have to go to a birthday party for my little cousin.ttyl.

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Wednesday, January 31, 2007


Dreaming
Dream!
Dream as if there's no tomorrow.
Dream!
Dream to lose all sorrow.

Dream as if it's all that you have in your universe.
Because in truth that's what dreams are
Dream are a power to get away from every curse
Dreams are a power to raise your destiny's bar

Dreaming gieves us power, that's beyond impossible
Power that is beyond normal comprehension
it allows us to believe everything's possible
It heightens our senses, focussing our attention

Ponder an Idea like this:
What power would hell even have over us all...
If those that were imprisoned in this abyss
couldn't dream of heaven at all

They wouldn't care
Though rewards are made sweeter
and journey's easier
even punishments made harder
with this power we all share

Because these are our dreams to live by
Not anyone elses to share
that is why we reach for the sky
becuase with dreams, we all dare!!!

Ps:- I know this poem sounds cheesy but i thought it was ok.

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   HELP! (another poem)
"Help! Help me!" you say.
How can I
This goes on back and forth,every second of everyday
How can I help you when you don't even try
to help yourself at first,when you can in every way

Comment: In truth tell me how can you help a person that doesn't try to help themselves first? I just don't see how it's possible

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Monday, January 29, 2007


   Christmas carol
Deck the school with gasoline Falalalalalalalalala
Light a match and watchit gleam Falalalalalalalalala
Watch the school go down in ashes Falalalalalalalalala
Aren't you glad we played with matches Falalalalalalalalala

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   I am...
I am a girl with unusual interests.

I wonder what happens when you die.
I hear books weave a story.
I see fairies dance around the classroom.
I want to experience natural and unusual wonders.

I am a girl with unusual interests.

I pretend that all my dreams come true.
I feel ghosts walk right through me.
I touch a world beyond today.
I cry when others allow Their dreams to fade away.

I am a girl with unusual interests.

I understand the problems that life brings us.
I say we all go through these hardships.
I dream of books, the afterlife, and people.
I try my best to keep peace.
I hope all my dreams come true.

I am a girl with unusual interests.

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   Guys
Does anyone other than me think that guys are complete and total idiots?
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   The place of my dreams
There is a place! It exists only in my dreams.
A place where anything is possible through books!
A place that screams acceptance through all the seams!
A place that goes beyond just looks.

It has a nook where you had every possible crazy notion,
A fireplace that fought away the cold,
Curtains that hid your every emotion,
A bookshelf where unbelievable wonders were told,
A widow where you saw there was truth in your every crazy notion.

This was a place you felt safe beyond belief!
A place where your dreams came true!
A place where sadness was very brief!
A place in which only in books could danger brew.

This is a place that exists only in my dreams.
A place I go at night when my eyes are closed-
A place I can read words in great streams.
A place that exists only in my dreams.

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   Inuyasha
Hey has anyone been watching inuyasha recently? Well they totally suck for starting it over so many times. I got so bored of watching it over and over again.
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   just thinking
I was sort of broading over some things right now. Like you know how people always say that life and death are opposites. Well how can that be true when death is just another part of life. A sad part of life i admit but a part of life none the less. So why do people think of them as opposites?
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