Thursday, November 27, 2008
How can we win when fools can be kings?
SO NOT!
Yeah.
Du-du-du, du-du-du, du-du-du-du-du-du-du! Du-du-du-du-du! Du-du-du-du-du! (repeats)
YEAH, how good is my version of the Song of Storms, HUH?!
YEAH. TOP THAT.
ily, linkkkkk.
Tuesday, November 25, 2008
Wake up, wake up!
It was going to be a nice and sunny day, the sun just wasn't out yet.
All it took him was one gracious movement and he was out of bed, just in time for the alarm to go off.
One quick step towards it and a simple click and the room went completely quiet.
He smiled and stripped on his way towards the bathroom.
"Shower, shower, shower,"
6:15 am.
The sunlight warmed his spirits even moere as he aproached the subway station, he was on his way to his first day of work. He entered the station as soon as the clock stroke 7:30.
BLEEHEHSDHGHADHADHOIGFHALGDO!!
AND HE DIIIIEEED
GAHHHHHH
EQHFINOAKHFSO IAHF!iehdafvoiahfds
:D
Epic ending.
Yeah.
TAKE THAT.
YEAH.
FAIL,
Yeah, i thought so.
9eoiufdshkfdsa
:D
Sunday, November 9, 2008
The return
There was nothing -not what she expected to see at least.
She could see every object behind her reflected on the mirror, yet her own reflection was no where to be seen.
"Where are you," she demanded to know rather than asked. Although her voice was weak and soft, she was demanding and she wouldn't accept this kind of behaviour even if it was coming from...herself. "Where are you." She called again, "I'm not asking you, I'm demanding to know! NOW TELL ME" She exclaimed losing all of her patience at once. "COME OUT, DAMMIT," the loud noise of her foot stomp against the wooden floor.
"Why did you do it?" A voice came out nowhere -out of pure, thin air.
"WHY DID I DO WHAT?" She exclaimed once again, although red in anger, she was trying to calm down.
"Why did you give up?"
"BECAUSE I HAD NO DAMN CHOICE!" She stomped her foot against the floor once again.
"That's what you always say. You saw what happened today, there's always an option," Her reflection appeared in front of her very eyes. She glared through narrowed eyes, her brow frowned, wrinkling -a few lines here and there-, and the deep red still covered her face.
Her eyes watered up; she hated this, her eyes would always betray her trust and give in in the last moment, right when she was going to win.
She lifted her chin in a bad attempt to keeping the tears inside.
She would never admit to the fact that this hurt her. She could over come it and she knew it. There was no damn need to keep that worthless thing where it was.
Plus... he'd never go for her anyway.
In his eyes, she was only that pathetic, retard girl who never did shut up -even when asked to do so. Just that girl with the strange sense of fashion.
The one with the sign on her forehead that read:
BEST FRIEND WHOM I WILL NEVER EVER EVEN THINK ABOUT DATING
Or that was what she hopped it said, at least.
But it was probably something like
The one girl whom I will never, ever date.
Full stop.
Tuesday, November 4, 2008
Anttack
The silence was the only thing audible; the invaders were too cautious, too silent.
The battle went on; the treasure must
always be safe.
Yet it wasn't what was inside the chest what was most important of all, it was the milk-chocolate goodness that was the treasure, the deliciousness of its taste. Nothing could compare to one of these deliciousness. The inside was just a simple, almost cracker-like biscuit, but the combination of the two flavours was perfectly genius.
But the silent invaders wanted to take it from the young prince.
He couldn't hurt them; he'd never taken a life before. It's not that he was scared, but he wasn't sure if he could live on knowing he'd killed someone's father, mother or child.
But then, they got to his treasure; the last one of them, too.
He knew they'd over done it now, he wasn't gonna be stepped on anymore.
He quickly grabbed the biscuit AND BLEW THE ANTS AWAY!
Sunday, November 2, 2008
GAHHH
FUN!
Haha, I finished 21 minutes early so I'm just sitting here, seeing if I can write a longer post than Miki.
So wish me luck.
I think I'm winning, but you can never be sure.

I don't have a life, I know.
She keeps laughing, so I'm just gonna take a sneak peek.
Okay, that is not nice.
She "misses the bush".
That's wrong to so many different levels -since she's speaking of a teacher.
If you don't know what I'm on about, click the link -> http://mikimilktea.blogspot.com/
Yes, you have your fun. And remember, don't run with scissors in your hands.
Now, let's move on with my little story, shall we?
AHDUIOAGHFUILDVHKAIUFGAHDFIK
Saturday, November 1, 2008
50-word story
It was close to dawn as I ran. I could hear nothing but the sound of my own breathing –or panting should I say, and my heart beating strongly against my chest, seeing tree after tree as I ran past. I couldn't hear him, but I knew he was right behind me, waiting for the moment when my knees failed me and I fell helpless on the ground. I turned to see –running still, but there was nothing. I eased to a walk and looked around cautiously. A hand on my shoulder, and I knew it was the end.
"Tag, you're it."
Word count: 102.
The sun was rising and all I could hear was my panting, my heart beating against my chest and the leaves as I dashed past them. I couldn't see him, but I knew he was right behind me, waiting for the moment my knees failed me. I turned to see as I eased to a walk, but there was nothing. I looked around cautiously. A hand on my shoulder, and I knew that was the end.
"Tag, you're it"
Word count: 79
-Sigh- Only 29 words to go.
The rays of dawn seemed to make the sound of the leaves louder as I dashed past them. My breathing was short, making me pant. He was right behind me, I couldn't slow down, but I couldn't hear him. I eased to a walk and looked around. A hand on my shoulder and I knew that was the end.
"Tag, you're it"
Word count: 62
OMG, THIS IS SO FRUSTRATING
Birds had begun singing, making it harder for me to hear him. I knew he was right behind me, but I slowed down anyway –I needed to make sure. I looked around me cautiously, but there was nothing. A hand on my shoulder suddenly told me it was the end.
"Tag, you're it"
Word count: 53
UGH. 3 words over the limit,
AND I DON'T LIKE IT ANYWAY!!
The sun was rising and my legs were getting numb from running. He was too close, I couldn't hear him, but I knew it. I eased to a walk anyway, and looked around cautiously. A hand on my shoulder, and I knew it was the end.
"Tag, you're it."
Word count: 49
YOU'VE GOT TO BE KIDDING ME! NOW I'M SHORT IN WORDS.
The sun was rising and the rays warmed my face as I ran. I couldn't hear him, but I knew he was right behind me. I eased to a walk, being unable to hear him. I looked around –nothing. A hand on my shoulder, and I knew it was the end.
"Tag, you're it"
Word count: 54
The rays of sunlight in my face warmed me as I ran. I couldn't hear him, but I knew he was right behind me. I eased to a walk, I needed to make sure. I looked around –nothing. A hand on my shoulder told me it was the end.
"Tag, you're it."
Word count: 52
The sunlight on my face told me it was almost over. I couldn't hear him, but I knew he was too close. I eased to a walk –I needed to be sure. I looked around –nothing. A Hand on my shoulder, I knew it was the end.
"Tag, you're it."
Word count: 50
OMOMOMGOGMOGMOGMOGMOGMOGMOGMG
OMGGGGGGGGGGG
AHAHAHA
I MADE IT!
OMGOMGOMGOMOGM
AHAHHAHAHAH!!
OMGGGGGGG!
AHAHHA
I MADE IT!
WHOOHOO!!!
