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• Excel

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• Defending the galaxies from Organization X...Getting into college...Finding the PERFECT man (sorry, ladies, he's mine now, and I'm not giving him up!)...
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• um...9th grade...
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• ...To take over the universe!!! And to get a AAA on DDR... And serve Lord Mercury...To own a retarded fish...AND COMPLETE THE ENTIRE SAIYUKI SERIES!!! XD
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• drawing, getting on people's nerves, licking my friends' faces, and other stuff..AND FLYING!!! And obviously defending you UNGRATEFUL humans from Organization X!! DDR is fun...
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Thursday, February 8, 2007

   Unnamed Story...Pt. 2...HELP ME NAME IT!!!
Petier was always dressed somewhat like the Mad Hatter, from "Alice In Wonderland". You know, a tophat, frock coat, the works. He straightened his clothing. "Oh, another thing," he said, as he smoothed the last wrinkle. "Each attack had something in common. A strange marking." With that, he vanished slowly, his trademark grin leaving last.
I continued searching for my dinner. I found a human child sitting on a stoop in front of a tall, skinny, stone house. She couldn't be older than five. Sweet, innocent blood.
As I neared the stoop, I noticed she was crying. I could hear people fighting inside the house. "What's wrong, little girl?" I asked in a sweet, caring voice. "Mommy...and Daddy...are f-f-fighting," she sobbed. "Th-they always...f-f-fight." "Do you want them to stop? Do you want to be happy? Forever?" I asked soothingly. "Y-y-yesss!" she bawled. "Come with me. We can play in my angel garden," I replied, holding out my hand.
Wiping her tears, she took my hand. I led her to the alley. "W-where are we going?" she asked. "We're taking a...shortcut." I stopped and picked her up. She layed her head on my shoulder. Her innocent little neck was exposed. "This angel shall cry no more," I said, in perfect French. "Wha-" her question was cut off as I bit in and drank deeply.

Well, that's all for now! Sorry I haven't posted in few days. Here's some on my life. I've read Bleach 7, Squee, and I'm starting on Bleach 8. Squee, for those of you who don't know, is a comic by Jhonen Vasquez, the guy who does Invader Zim and Johnny the Homicidal Maniac. Squee is not for those who do not enjoy illiterate works. Um...I've got all my glass cut for the stained glass picture I'm doing in art! I'm doing some kind of Celtic knotwork square shaped thingy. I don't know what it is...Let's see...I think that's all the interesting things I have to say. LOVE AND PEACE!!!
¤~Excel
¤~~If it rusts, it can never be trusted. If its owner fails to control it, it will cut him. Yes, pride is like a blade.~~¤


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