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Saturday, September 16, 2006


I should start updating more...
So everyone how are you? I am doing fine, I finaly beat that chick in chess and I don't think I was even thinking of what I was doing when I did. Uhh, I have a different date to the ance now which was funny because of the fact thaat my original date told me to go ahead and ask my new date just to see. I just nodded and went ahead and dd it. It was just funny for me to do.Umm, I had a day I felt like a zobie and had a massive headache and it made me different that day, like I was another person, I couldn't control it either. I am okay now though, and i have a new cd that a friend made me. I am going to put a new song up on my page soon though. I am trying to organize the new anime club, it is a difficult thing to do. I also passed my economics class with a B. I am feeling so creative lately and I made a poem i would like you to read, and give me feed back. It made me cry when I read it back to myself because of what I realized I was writing about.

'Fractal'
Broken, shattered, maybe just a little piece of nothing.
The memories are in little fragments, the glass, the pathways of our minds come into view.
Indomitable memories surround life and nothing is ever the same as even a few moments ago.
But all we will keep is little fragments, little tiny pieces of what we remember.
Thats what our lifes are made of, so then one day when we are gone, our memories will be placed with everyone elses and a fratcal will be made. No matter how the piece looks, or no matter how small, it can be used to build a larger, grander memory.
Lifes are ,made of bits of memories, and one little bit can be what starts our own collage.

I want to know what youthink. Oh and i am still talking to my friends on this site, her posts have been a bit funny lately, drunk on air sums it up. Hahaha.

Quote:"In the sunlight you seem so perfect and in the rain you are a shelter, How do I thank such lov? How can I possibly pay you back?"
People around me make me feel like saying this and mean things too. See ya'll later.

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