Thursday, December 16, 2004

   More Happy!!!!
I borrowed teh entire Kenshin show from a friend (wait, I think I already told you this...) Well, anyways, there are 10 disks, in which 95 episodes are split.I'm halfweay thruogh teh 4th one, although I should be studying for finals...oh well. That's what teh weekend's for!!! It's a great show! I'm not sure who my favorite character is, but I really don't like Misao! Kenshin has much more patience than I do. If it were me, she probably would have died within, I don't know, about two minutes? Feedback, anyone?
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   Happy!
A friend from school (who shall remain nameless not really, just check my guestbook for a person named kiyaru) FINALLY got an account! Yay! Someone else to torture online!
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Tuesday, December 14, 2004

boring...yet kinda funny!
We read this poem in CLS called Miniver Cheevy. It's about this guy obsessed with the past adn he can't function in the past. Mywhole class was ragging on him. The thing was...he was a lot like me. How I hate my class x_x
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Monday, December 13, 2004

   so...tired...
We went to my neighbors visitation today...for three hours. It was very solem...and boring. I just started on my homework, as we just got back. Damn, I'm tired! I still have a vocab report to prepare, a crossword puzzle for German, and an entire packet of Biology review! I'm going to be up until one in the morning!
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Saturday, December 11, 2004

   Wow!
The base of this site must be in a different timezone! Here, its only 11:16, but the site says its 12:16! Sweet!
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Friday, December 10, 2004

   Dead...
We just got a call from our neighbor's son. Our neighbor died yeaserday. He was around 80 years old and had been fighting lymphonia cancer for many many years. He was really sweet adn nice. Since most of uor grandparents live far away, he was kinda like our adopted grandpa. His wife has amnesia and will probably have to go live in a nursing home. His visitation is on Tuesday. I'm really gonna miss him. OUr real Grandapa passed away two years ago this September adn news of our neighbors death got our mom real worked up. I feel sorry for her because she was so close to her dad.
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   Going fine...
Things my way have been going okay. I borrowed the entire Ruroni Kenshin show from my friend (she got it off ebay) and I've watched 3 of the dvds already. It's great! There aren't any characters I really ilke, except for Sansuke (yeah, I don't think that's spelled right...) Nothing else is really going on...except for the silent war between Kadiri adn I. That's pretty interesting, but that's about it. I'm really happy because I foudn this one Mratial Arts place nearby that teaches Kum Do (also called Gum Do). That's sword lessons! I really want to sign up!
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Tuesday, December 7, 2004

   Phew!
I did my CLS presentation yesterday...and I think it went okay, hopefully? Nothing is new, except that I'm scarred for life! I was just clicking around these websites when this anime called Luv Wave popped up. I opened it, and let's just say, there were very... 'vivid' images. It turns out that this Luv Wave is of the hentai variety, meaning, adut anime, if ya know what I mean! Eew. I really did NOT want to see that!
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Monday, December 6, 2004

Pooey
No one reads my sites. Even my supposed "friends" don't visit. The only persoon who does is Yukinami. Thank you Yukinami! I think I may delete my site. No one visits anyways...
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Sunday, December 5, 2004

It doesn't matter anyway...
The mask is on, the truth is hidden. No one knows what I really am, for the truth is deeply buried. Not even those who think they are close know it.

Those who wish to know could not comprehend, those that could know would be hurt. It is a secret that must be kept, no matter what. A secret as harmful as this could ruin every delicate strand that has been brought into place.

It is all a lie, a lie centered around this horrible truth. None of it is real. None could ever comprehend it. None could ever experience it. It is a lie only beknownst to me.

None of it matters anyways, none of it is true. This is all an eloberate fascasism, wrought together to conceal the truth, a powerful truth that none can ever know.

Really crappy, I know. But none will read it anyways, so I'm safe!
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