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Thursday, March 26, 2009


.: Whoa... :.


Talk about one hell of a ride. Life is one holy halleluiah of an amusement park, eh?
Well, yeah. My life kinda just hit a speed bumb. The person that, for nearly seven years of my life, was the closet thing to a grandmother I had, passed away Monday. Ruby Odel Williams... same last name even... I got back from the funeral a few hours before I desided to post on here. I had to let a few things settle before I did any sort of interacting... besides that my computer desided to go fucky~ducky~ on me. But anyway~!
I am currently searching for my cell phone as it has gone poof... I can't find it, it is dead and on vibrate anyway... So yeah. I do have some good news though!
I have my own website now! Yay me! I am also working on another one, I will get a web-host for it however. My current one is on Webs. There is a link above, or if you are lazy like me, Click Here. ^^ There isn't much else going on in my life, aside from the normal x amount of bull crap that my 'Dear Aunt' that is my Geometry teacher likes to pile on me. "You started a fire you can never control"(from 'Headstrong' by Trapt) is an appropriate lyric to say what she has done. And yes, before anyone asks, I have been in one of my little writer/poetic/quoting moods. That means that I will randomly quote something if it has anything to do with what has been said or done, sometimes I will quote a lyric, and sometimes I will come up with a random poem for the moment, like I did this morning with a poem cause it was pouring rain and I was going to a funeral. But anyway. I have things to do and places to be, and plenty of codes are calling to me~. So I will leave you with my little poem to read and be on my way. Ta~ta~!

The sky cries for those that can't.
It weeps the tears that refuse to fall.
The thunder sounds the cries from the heart.
The cries that come from the death of one.
The lightning shines with the hate of death.
The hate that burns from the death of one.
All in all, the storm is us.
A storm of emotions brought on by the death of one...

Farewell
~* Ikara-o-Kage *~


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