 | | Friday, July 10, 2009 at 1:49 PM | | Okay this is just to let everyone know that I'm not dead... wait... that's right... no one's on here anymore... -_-' w/e...
Today's muh birfday... sweet 16... never been kissed... -_-' | |
| Sunday, December 14, 2008 at 12:44 PM | | OMG Stalker!!! Okay, so I put up my poster of Edward, and his eyes seem to follow me wherever I go (except at certain angles when I can't even see his eyes). I was looking at Twilight pics on the internet, and I commented on how much hawter Jacob is than Edward. Just as I finished my comment, a corner of the poster turned as if Edward was shunning me. Then I put the corner back up and found a really good pic of Edward. This time I commented about how much I liked him, and a corner turned so that more...his eyes were staring directly at my computer and at me. I put it back up again and logged off and fell asleep in my bed (with the poster directly above me on the ceiling). I had a random urge to wake up at midnight, and the poster was an inch away from my face and was being held up by one corner and his face was staring with a very hard stare. So I took it down so I wouldn't have to worry about being attacked again, and I put it rolled up in my closet so that the eyes wouldn't cause any harm any longer. I wake up in the morning, and he's freakin staring at me again!! less | |
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| | Is this too cheesy? | | | | Saturday, October 4, 2008 (4:11 PM) | | I had an idea for a story but I don't know if I like it yet, and if no one replies like my last two ideas for stories, then I'll just assume it's that bad.
I was lucky. I had a perfect life; everything was wonderful. My family loved and cared for me as did I to them, and I had the most amazing friends ever. What was the most interesting about my friends was the range of the different cliques they belonged to. I had geeks and nerds, sports jockeys and populars, blondes, brunettes, and many others all together at one table because of me. They all were fantastic friends no matter what clique they were originally from. When I was present they seemed as though they were the best of friends. But when I left. . . that’s another story. My secret crush was nice to me even. My best guy friend was like a girl’s BFF. We shared everything together, and did everything together. Although I never had a thing for him, he obviously had a thing for me. He would always go overboard on every little thing in hopes of impressing me. But one day he asked me to be his girlfriend, and I didn’t know how to respond properly. My body seemed to have its own reactions though; my stomach did a crappie flop, which made me involuntarily flee to the girl’s room in preparation of an eruption of lunch. He saw my reaction just as nervousness and continued to ask me repeatedly so I tried to avoid him as much as I could. When he slowly realized what my reactions meant he became crazed and committed suicide. All day after the event everyone apologized and said how sorry they felt for me, but it didn’t help me any. I just couldn’t get over the fact that he was gone. He was a good person that would never do anything stupid unless there was an exemplary reason for it, but I just couldn’t understand him this time. He never did anything to hurt me, but today he just blew it. He ripped my still beating heart from me and smashed it in his hands. If he somehow survived his planned death I would have slapped him across the face and left him. But of course I would have eventually crawled back to him and forgiven him and ask for his forgiveness, but I just didn’t think about it. It was totally uncalled for and unnecessary. I couldn’t change the past, but somehow he did.
And, BTW, none of this pertains to me. This is the main character's thoughts. | | | 23 Views | 0  Thumbs Up | 0 Comments |  |
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| | Fun... | | | Thursday, September 18, 2008 (5:54 PM)
(I'm feeling sick) | | aka.zero.jibjab.com/client/zero/ClientZero_EmbedViewer.swf
Ugh! I am sick with a cold that has effected half of the school! I can't stand it any longer!!! *throws up* XP
And no it's not food poisoning. There's a stupid cold going around.
If you are bored like I was you will watch and want to make one.
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| | Blergh... | | | Wednesday, September 3, 2008 (5:54 PM)
(I'm feeling blah) | | | Ughh... I don't like how CSS is so much more complex than HTML! I'm working on editing the health wellness page on the school site and I can't figure out enough CSS codes to get anything to work how I want it to! I try to change the background and it won't accept anything that I've typed! I copied and pasted a layout for a neopets page and most of it worked, but the background still wasn't quite right. The part where the text was (inside of a table) wouldn't change colors, but the other part did. I don't get it! If anyone knows any CSS stuff plez lend me a hand! I can only do the easy HTML cut-n-paste-codes to the site and it still isn't as appealing as I'd like it. | | | | 48 Views | 0 Thumbs Up | 0 Comments | |
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| | avatar-withdrawal symptoms... | | | Monday, July 28, 2008 (3:32 PM)
(I'm feeling depressed) | | | I am suffering from avatar-withdrawal symptoms and have become completely depressed at the thought of no avatar. Just the thought of writing these words has made me have a head-ache. This sux.... | | | | 53 Views | 2 Thumbs Up | 1 Comment | |
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| | Idea for a story... | | | Sunday, June 1, 2008 (6:58 PM)
(I'm feeling pensive) | | So I have a new idea for a story I could be writing, but I don't know if it's as good as I think it is. Here's a snip of what's in it:
"So either I am daydreaming, I'm just crazy, or perhaps what is happening is all too real. But how can it be? How is it possible that all this is happening? My new best friend is a vampire, my boyfriend can shoot fire from his fists, and my mother has been in a coma ever since the sight of them. Can this all be true? Or am I still asleep?..."
I have yet to even name the characters. I don't konw if this is just going to end up like my messed up Zutara fanfic, or if it could be majorly good. I need some output before I drain my brain of ideas. | | | | 82 Views | 0 Thumbs Up | 0 Comments | |
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| | A moment of random... | | | Saturday, May 17, 2008 (5:49 PM)
(I'm feeling bouncy) | | I hope this link works... And I think it defaultly puts it in the regular speed... put it on the fastest one to get the full randomness of it.
http://tts.imtranslator.net/cwh
If nothing is being said by the person, then just go ahead and type your own.
BTW, here's my sister's:
http://tts.imtranslator.net/cwm
Also best when put on the highest speed.
(speed option is at the top) | | | | 103 Views | 0 Thumbs Up | 0 Comments | |
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| | Random poem... | | | Sunday, March 9, 2008 (9:02 AM)
(I'm feeling worried) | | To all my friends,
I wish away your sorrows.
I hope that ends
mark good beginnings for tomorow.
Never look to a day in the past.
Look to the future
for great things will last.
I hope your day will be triumphant,
on the day you slam down a door
squishing your faults like an ant
and leaving them on the floor.
Look towards the sun
it might blind you,
but the ground's no fun.
Take a vacation to a sunny place.
Spend time with old friends,
or meet a new face.
Start a new trend!
Just because the world is bleak, annoying, and frustrating,
doesn't mean your life must be the same!
Go forth and make your life the way you want.
Shoot a new target with great aim!
Just a simple poem I made one day. | | | | 135 Views | 0 Thumbs Up | 0 Comments | |
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| | Zutara Poems | | | Friday, February 15, 2008 (6:59 PM)
(I'm feeling crazy) | | Z is for Zuko, careless and distraught.
U is for united, which they are not.
T is for thoughts about his lost mother.
A is for apathy towards each other.
R is for restless thoughts of desire.
A is for an unknown conspire
Zuko, so restless, foolish, and untame
lies in the hands of Katara's great aim.
She prepares for a strike to his heart,
but can not do it, and falls apart.
Her mind is swimming in thoughts of rage
as she halts and then sees beige.
He tries to revive her of her depression,
but fails and makes it a big obsession.
The body lays motionless, still on the ground,
as no one else is close to be found.
His attempt to awaken her becomes much worse,
as his life, too, becomes a great curse.
The enemies that he'd built up over time,
had came to the site looking sublime.
The battle was short as you'd expect it to be,
but somehow had ended up with survivors three.
They included "combustion man", Fei Long, and somehow Zuzu,
and all others died when he fought like Shu.
It's actually okay that Shu didn't fight to his fullest,
or his death wouldn't have caused Omashu to be the greatest.
Now for what happened to "combustion man", zuzu, katara, and fei long
is not available without the presence of Jeong Jeong.
But he doesn't come along,
until the fat lady has sang her song. | | | | 174 Views | 0 Thumbs Up | 0 Comments | |
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| | MADE-UP (as in nonexistent and probably won't happen) Zutara episode. | | | Tuesday, February 12, 2008 (7:38 PM)
(I'm feeling bored) | | First off, this is a fanfic made by myself and will not be made a real episode of Avatar, so don't get your hopes up! If you have not seen the episode called "The Firebending Masters," then I recommend you don't read this until you know a little about it. If you want to watch it you can go to Krisshady3000's channel and watch it. I made this up one morning and still remember it to this day...
The epi begins in the Western Air temple showing Zuko happily setting out food for a huge feast. The gang is still sound asleep, until Katara smells a familiar scent.
"Good morning! I made a huge feast for breakfast for all you guys!" Zuko said liltingly.
The others followed their noses to consciousness with Katara to stare at Zuko and his awry statement.
"What's that smell?" Toph said with pure boredom.
Zuko smiled at Toph's remark and then delightfully replied, "Those are some stewed sea prunes I gathered last night. It was awfully hard to find them, but it's well worth it."
They all gathered around the mountains of food and began stuffing their faces like little children on Thanksgiving. All except for Katara. She sat facing away from the tantalizing pile of food. With her head in between her legs, she stood in the middle of the area like a rose in a field of grass.
Zuko couldn't understand her total rejection to the great offering. Not to mention that she simply adored the taste of sea prunes and was complaining all night long about how hungry she was. Zuko went up to ask her what made her so depressed."Are you not feeling well? Or are you upset from the other night?"
"It's neither of those. This feast brings painful memories of things to me. It may sound a little awkward, but the last big meal I had was the mark of a disturbing scene. Also, my mother always made big breakfasts that would make anyone feel like they were royalty just by being there. It hurts to think about her. The way she died. So horror struck, confused, and... alone. I only wish she could have slipped away in her sleep rather than be struck with a blast of fire and rage."
Zuko walked around her side to face her and then said in a sincere tone, "I'm sorry that you are burdened with your mother's death. I too am filled with an undying vehemence toward the fire nation and their little regards to the poor people they wipe out. Unlike you, I don't know if my mother is dead, or alive. The agitation carves my heart every chance it gets and ruins my newly recovered tranquility."
"I am sorry to hear that," Katara said now showing no remorse, but instead pity for Zuko.
Zuko quickly shot his glance towards her as if he was reacting to someone calling out his name. "It's no problem for me, though. That's one of my advantages... I guess. I get over things quicker than a normal person. Not all things, but most of them. When my mother left me that night, I assumed her to be back within the next day... Morning came. No sign of her. It was as if she had never existed. But not to my father. To him it was like she had never walked out of his life, and was just away for a short period. I never knew what she had done until recently, when my father told it to me. She had been banished for doing some terrible crime. She could be alive thriving just barely in a small village, or she could have been mercilessly killed when... or if whomever discovered her secret." He sat there motionless and silent for a moment, and then began again, "She was quite beautiful, too. Her hair was in a fashion just like yours. She left me in a red cloak, and the image of her walking away in it still pierces my eyes."
Just as Zuko mentioned her having a long flowing cloak, Katara's memory triggered back to a time she could remember just like yesterday. "Zuko! I think I might have seen your mother! A strange women came to my village claiming she was a survivor of a recent attack in a distant village. Most thought she was just a shifty criminal using the free items people handed her. She left my town after I found a fire nation necklace in her bag. I never told anyone, in fear of loosing people if there were other fire navy soldiers defending her somewhere out of sight to most people."
Zuko's expression on his face looked like he had been punched in the gut and left windless by a little girl. He gawked at the thought of it, but then asked her if she really wasn't making this up. She nodded noting that she wasn't ever creative enough to fool anyone with a lie.
The gang finished the enormous feast as Zuko repeatedly asked Katara if she wasn't lying. Aang called out to Katara to let her know that they were taking the day off to go swimming. She insisted that she stay and "recover from her illness" that was actually, in a sense, real. Her conversation and the feast had made her sick to her stomach for some time, but was recovering.
So about 15 minutes had passed, and Zuko and Katara were absorbed in an intriguing conversation. They went from losing loved ones to what kind of things they absolutely hated to what they loved more than anything.
Zuko listened to her list of things, and then he stated his. "Ozai was and still is my father, but I truly don't love him anymore than you do now. Iroh has led me through all of my struggles and has helped me in tremor and anguish. Other than my mother, there is no one else... nothing else that makes my list. Nothing... but..." he broke off and couldn't make up his mind on what he'd say, and then continued after a minute's rest, "nothing except for you." Before he could control himself he kissed her and pulled away realizing what he was doing. Katara didn't have time to react to what had happened, and he had already ran away.
... To be continued.
(The second part of this "episode" will not be continued if no one wants it, if I decided that I don't want to continue it, if it isn't ever viewed by anyone within a certain time, if a random event occurs, or if a sabertoothmooselioncub running away from a giant platypusbear eating a mushroom while I dream up the second part kills me unintentionanaly before slipping on an ice cube and dying from a coma. XD) | | | | 215 Views | 4 Thumbs Up | 4 Comments | |
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| | yay first post! | | | Tuesday, February 12, 2008 (4:40 PM)
(I'm feeling crazy) | | I am just begginning to discover the new features and layout of LV. This is quite useful, because I wanted to post a bunch of stories and poems, but I didn't want another account. I love LV. It's a mixture of all the things I like: friends, videos, photos, stories/poetry, and AVATAR (and fans)!
Erm... this post is too short. What should I write?
Um... ... ... ... *crickets chirp*... ... ... ... ... ... ... *lightbulb!* Okay Friday... um, maybe not Friday.. I forgot which day... but anyway, one day last week my band was broadcasted on a newschannel! It was sooo awesome! If school didn't prohibit the use of a video camera or other electronics along that line I would bring one in and record our band and make an aewsome video, but I can't... so... yeah. If I can find it online I'll get the link, but as of now it is not known. I hated that the guy recording us did a major zoom in on my whole row first, and I had extremely bad hair and my makeup was screwed up because of gym and I had no time to fix myself! ARGH!
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um... now what?
... I think I'll end now... | | | | 179 Views | 0 Thumbs Up | 5 Comments | |
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