Wednesday, January 19, 2005

   Is this a weird dream or what....

Weird things have happened to me since like forever, the weirdest though, hmm, id have to go with that dream i had on saturday...i had this dream, that IHOP and all its pancake minions were tryin to take over the world, i kept seeing these pancakes carrying like machine guns and ak 47's walk by....

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   boring...

I didn't really do anything today...just the usuall school...which we all know was meant to bore us to death...my poor dog had an accident though, I have two shelties, Shelby the older one, and Maverick the younger one. Shelby hurt his leg today when him and Mav were running on the ice...or in the snow or somethin...the poor baby has been limpin all day... T.T

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Tuesday, January 18, 2005

   Here's the rest...

Here's the rest of the story, as you can see, this is all I have done so far...It obviously is incomplete, I usually don't write in this genre, so I'm having some writers block i would love it if you guys could help me out... I ducked to the side, just as she fired, and sweeped her legs out from under her. I watched her fall slowly to the ground. As soon as she fell, she flipped onto her feet and continued to try and shoot me. It was easy to dodge such slow bullets, but she didn't see the danger in making me do so. I kept drawing closer and closer to her with every shot, until I had her backed into a corner. It was was then I took control of the fight and brought her to her knees. She was about to try and fire at me one last time while I was at point blank rage, but she never got the chance. "I'll try to make your death as quick and painless as possible but I can't garuntee anything." I said as I watched her expression change from struggle and utter defeat to uncontrolable fear. It was then I slid my dagger out of my sleeve and in one quick jab, ended her life. Or that was the plan anyway, as I was about to kill the girl I realised I couldnt because she reminded me so much of myself at one time. So as I stabbed her, I made sure only to make the gouge deep enough to make her pass out from not only blood loss, but also fear. She may have been strong pysically, but psychologically, she was nothing, just stubborn... I was walking by the room that had become hers while she was unconcious when I heard her wake with a start. "What..." She was finally begining to realize what happened, when she saw me leaning in the doorway. "You...How dare you mock me! You should have ended my life when you had the chance...Why do you play such games!?" The poor girl screamed in an angry rage. She had been unconcious for 4 days, and was still very weak. She then, once again lost conciousness, and was unaware of the world for another 2 days... The next time she awoke I was sitting beside her bed reading. "So, you're awake. I do hope you're feeling better, I have some questions for you." I said calmly not looking up from my book. "H-how dare you!" She began screaming. "I will answer no questions from a scumbag like you! I would rather die..." I could see the hate she had for me seething in every single word. Well, yea, like I said, I need some help...We have some serious writers block...

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Monday, January 17, 2005

   Here's some more

Here's some more of that story I had posted earlier, if you wanna read what was previously written, just check me archives! Standing about four feet from her, I regarded her calmly. "I’ll keep you here until you change your mind." The girl glared at me. She was not built for fighting, yet she was sent after me. "Why?" I sighed. "Because you’re too young. You should not have even gotten involved in this. Maybe if I hold you here long enough, you‘ll change your mind." "If you let me go, I’ll kill you," came the reply. I shook my head, walking away from her. "You don’t get it. They weren’t expecting you to kill me. Why would they send only twenty of you after me? Don’t you know a thing about your target? Or were you just blindly following orders like a good little idiot?" The chains jingled violently again. "I was ordered to kill you, and I will-" I turned back to her, walking right up into her face. "Do you know how many lives your superiors have wasted trying to go after the person in front of you!? Do you know how many squads of twenty had not one survivor?! They’ve sent a hundred men at once after me, and not one has lived! What makes you think you’re any different?" She was stunned silent. Apparently, they had told her as much as they had told any of the grunts they sent out to senselessly waste their lives against me. I looked into her eyes until she couldn’t stand my gaze any longer, and then I once again moved away from her, hearing the chains move in an attempt to escape. "I chained you up for your own safety," I said, walking over to the table where I’d collected weaponry from the fallen. Not one shot had been fired in defense, and I hated to think that I was that efficient. "It’s a lot harder to get out of here than it is to get in, I assure you." Seconds later, booted feet touched the ground, but no steps from that spot were made. "What if I make it out?" I examined the weapons I didn’t have to use: mint condition spoils of war I kept just in case the occasion ever came that I actually needed them. There were more than thirty before me, all from the most recent raid. "Who knows? They’ll probably ask you what you saw, put you on paid leave, and kill you in your sleep. You’ll never know or feel a thing." I doubt that’s what she was expecting. Slow steps echoed through the empty flat as she approached me from behind. "How do you know that?" I picked up one of the pistols before me, cocking it and inspecting the barrel straightness and sights. "What’s your name, grunt?" I didn’t care if she was offended or not. "Roland, Erin, K." I knew it had been reflex and not a willingness to cooperate that had prompted her to respond in that way. She’d likely been in military schools and academies since she was a child. "Rank." There was a pause that meant she wasn’t sure whether to respond or not. So, to speed along her decision, I turned, the pistol in my hand, and pointed it at her head. "I asked for your rank. I won’t ask again." "Second Lieutenant," she replied. I sighed, putting the safety on and placing the gun on the table. "There’s one very good reason why you’re the only one who ever lived, and I’m sure you want to know what it is." She stood, staring at me, and didn’t respond. But I could read her eyes; expressionless as she was, I knew what was on her mind. "You’re not even as old as I am, yet you’re on the front lines, chasing down a dangerous enemy you know nothing about. Even knowing that your entire squad was wiped out and didn’t manage to scratch me, you were still willing to carry out orders." I sighed and shook my head, walking away from the table to the chains that she had been hanging from. "Blindly, loyally, without question, you’re willing to throw away your life for people who don’t give a damn about you." The steps moved to where I had been, and though I wasn’t looking at her, I knew what she was planning. I even smiled as I heard her quietly take the safety off the gun I’d prepared for her. "Are you as prepared to die as you think? You’re what? Sixteen? Still a virgin? Never even been kissed, I bet." I turned to face her, holding my arms out to the side so that she could get a clear shot. "Your life has just begun, and you’re choosing to end it already." To be completely honest, one of my online writing buddies wrote some of this, so he needs some credit...but what do you think? Any ideas for a title yet? ^^

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Sunday, January 16, 2005

   I'm at Emily's house again...

I'm at Emily's house again. I basically live here...were kinda turning into each other, it's scary... it's like 2:00 in the morning, and I probably wont sleep at all tonight, as usuall when I come over here. Me and Andy, Emily's little brother...will probably stay up till like 9 playing ddr, like the last time I was here ^^. Jillian is here too, were havin this sleep over thing here...Emily and Jillian usually end up in bed by now...I'm the insomniac...me and Andy anyway...O, now were watching season 1 of "The Osbornes" Ozzy rules!!! You don't like Ozzy, you don't like me! I should probably be sleeping by now, or at least get to bed soon, but o well. I'll probably write more later, so I'll talk to you later! ^^

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Saturday, January 15, 2005

   Yay!!!

It's Saturday, yay!!! I love Saturday, not only is it officially the weekend, I also have Tae-Kwon-Do, which is great for taking out agression and of course Saturday morning, afternoon, and night anime. My mom went out and some how managed to find some anime (not quite sure how that happened still, she's really outta the anime loop.) But she got me the first like 8 or 12 episodes of "Boogipop Phantom" and "Mamamoto Yohko Starship Girl" or sometin like that...so has anyone seen em...are they any good? ^^

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Friday, January 14, 2005

   hunhhhh

Nothin really happinin today, we had no school. It was like a teachers day er sometin like that. So i just kinda layed around and read the new manga i go the other day.Heres what i bought- 1.Rurouni Kenshin 4 2.Naruto 5 3.Hana-Kimi 4 4.Wolfs Rain 1 5.Angel Sanctuary 1 -They were all great especillay Hana-Kimi, who all has read the 4th one? You've read the story in the back "The Thirsty Moon", is that not the saddest story you have ever read?! I cried so much when i read it, then i read it again and just kept crying! It was just so sad!

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Thursday, January 13, 2005

   An excerpt...

The raid had failed. Out of a squad of twenty, there was one soldier left, a girl a little younger than I, defiance in her eyes. Blonde hair, fierce blue eyes, proud jaw, all fitting of a soldier, even one who wasn’t smart enough to realize when she was beaten. I had tied her up by her hands, suspended from the ceiling by a quarter-inch thick chain. No, she wasn’t in pain, but that was because her feet were barely off the ground. Then again, she was alive now because I had not wanted to kill her. "What do you plan on doing with me?" she demanded, rattling the chains as if that would free her. Unlike those that had come with her, her black tactical clothing was wholly intact. Standing about four feet from her, I regarded her calmly. "I’ll keep you here until you change your mind." The girl glared at me. She was not built for fighting, yet she was sent after me. "Why?" I sighed. "Because you’re too young. You should not have even gotten involved in this. Maybe if I hold you here long enough, you‘ll change your mind." ~This is a small excerpt from a story that I'm working on, I havent come up with a title yet, but if you do let me know. I would also appreciate reviews if you don't mind. Thanx! ^.^

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   Ah....

Ah...I'm just sittin here at home typin this...no math final for me yay!(as i previously explained i'm done with finals)It's weird, everyone else is in school...maybe I'll go to the mall or sometin...who wants to come with!? ^^

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Wednesday, January 12, 2005

   Woohoo!

Yes! I'm finally done with finals...!!!!!!!!!!!!! YES! Bonsai!!!! (inside joke from nihongo class...) I'm just sittin here bein bored...what else is new...hmmm so bored....O..wait what was I gonna say...o well. So what is everyones else doin, I have tomorrow and friday off, Yay for me! ^^

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