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Thursday, November 11, 2004


   ~The Cursed Kitty and Me!~
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Enya
Caribbean Blue

~Help Me!~
Wells, today, I got to play with darkwolfgirl's kitty plushie. Wells, it's cursed. Here's how some of the stories go.

Me: Travis and the Cat!
darkwolfgirl: Like Beauty and the Beast?
Me: Yep! Let's be Beauty and the Beast together! Guess who you are.
(darkwolfgirl hits me.)

There was a Veteran's Day program at school. We had one from the Army, one from the Navy, and one from the Marines. (All of them were wearing uniforms, except Marines.) After the program, the principal left the speaker on. It kept going zap. Yesterday, the zap was really someone cutting grass with a fan. o_O How'd they do that? You know the A/C fan? That. Wells, one person said, "Someone turned on a chain saw and is killing the principal!" He's always silly. The kitty's cursed! CURSED! CURSED! CURSED! (I did that to darkwolfgirl today.) Let's see, Trangie took darkwolfgirl's kitty and stepped on it. Then she used it as a rollerblade. On a wooden, scratched floor. It broke both of the eyes. Poor darkwolfgirl... In Ceramics, Izumi_Yumi, darkwolfgirl, and I were drawing "stuff." I'll scan it once I'm home. Let's see, in Math, we ate heroin again. Then, we got hot. And we jumped around like...Well...Idiots. New York Girl, who was sitting near us, told the other people, "spongebob568, Trangie, GSamurai, and MiasmaMoon were smoking imaginary dope." It was because we looked high and laughed a lot. Then GSamurai and I got a divorce. You wouldn't understand. Wells, I scanned a picture I drew yesterday, (AT MIDNIGHT!!!) but I fell asleep on the computer. Wells, today's Tet/Xin Nan Dao (Chinese New Year.) practice. Trangie wants to buy me a dress. She wants me to get married to this guy. It's gay. It's part of the GSamurai divorce. She wants to get me a blue dress with flowers. She said, "OMG!" (Giggles.) She also said, "But it won't look right on you." And, "I hate you! Why are you talking about us?" Later, "I will talk no more." (She saw that I was typing everything.) She came back. She's saying my wedding ceremony is at five. (She giggled.) Ok, this is tiresome. Wells, I'm going to finish my picture. Have to shade it. Bye!

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