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At the moment Ashley and I are in line at fred meyer waiting to me checked out. It was pretty crazy. We stood outside dr a half hour waiting to get in, were almost run over by carts, this one crazy lady tried to run us over by cutting us off. The starbucks was sub-par but all that matters is the four shots. And were about to be on the move again. Expect more adventure stories later.
That's right mobile post number two. This time I'm in the car with bill agyervhaving dinner with his family. It was quite an enjoyable experience. His family loves me. Also we were just behind someone who was ossinly drunk. But eh, it's thanksgiving it's to be expected. Were on our way to have dessert with my family which means connie and lots of dogs. At bills family thing I saw gracie the small spaniel puppy again. She fell asleeep in my arms. I am definitely a dog person. I wish I would have taken a picture of her cause she's so adorable. I plan on updating later with the writers block thing but I'll wait until I'm home.
Wow. So I just got an iPhone and I'm pretty sure I'll be posting from I'd a lot. I really like the interface and the way it automatically fixes words and such. Pretty awesome phone and it's twice as cool since it's also an iPod. I'd say more but I'm about to pass our. But you know, I'll post more tomorrow on turkey day. I think it's time to start keeping a journal again especially sonce I'll be able to post whenever and whereever I want. pretty flippin sweet
This is from the second poetry packet from Creative Writing. I particularly love this one for the dramatic flare and rythm.
Always and Forever
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Indescribable, isn’t it?
Look at me, can’t you see?
Only you can make me complete.
Venus’ power could never compare to the
Everlasting impression you’ve left on me.
Yesteryear’s loves are at
Once forgotten,
Under the enchantment of your gaze.
All I can hope is for this flame to
Last. Forever, until the end of time.
Way into the cold stillness of night.
A warm escape from the doldrums of life.
You intoxicate me. Every
Sweet kiss making me more drunk with
Ardent love. Even Marian in
Nottingham could not dare
Declare love nearly as
Fierce. Every refrain
Of my love could not
Rightly
Encompass the burning of my heart,
Vehemently longing for my
Enthusiastic love. And I
Repeat:
I love you, always and forever.
This is the last one from the first poetry packet I completed in Creative Writing.
Pixy Dust
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Leaping, soaring, flying,
Oh how thrilling!
Above the towers tall,
I hope I don’t fall!
I’d heard of this before,
But I’d summed it up to fairy lore.
I mean, I had faith, and trust,
But where is one to find pixy dust?
I took a look
In all the best books,
But none knew where,
One could find a fairy rare.
Oh, how I did despair
When mad I was declared!
All I wanted was to fly,
Who cares if gravity was to be defied?
Then late one night,
Came one little sprite,
Whispering tales,
But all I wanted were details.
“Will you help me to fly?”
I asked, hoping for a sufficient reply.
The fairy looked me up and down,
Then gave a slight frown.
“Are you quite sure,
That flight you could endure?”
And with a nod of my head,
The fairy leapt to my bed.
Glittering magnificently,
The dust fell brilliantly!
Willing myself most urgently,
And without much difficulty,
I rose from the floor!
(I ran into the door…)
The pixy laughed shrilly,
As I noted my folly.
I had quite forgotten,
To ask the lithe goblin
One last little question
About my ascension.
“Once I am heavenward,
How may I get downward?”
This one is about Avatar, at the moment it is two parts, but I plan on writing more.
Zuko Part 1
To My Banished Prince
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Hide your face,
Hide it away.
Be ashamed,
Run away.
Go now, quickly,
Oh hideous son!
Never again betray!
Go now, run!
Look not to me,
I will not look back,
Get out, you don’t belong here,
And that’s a fact.
Your mother’s kind words,
Were all a fallacy.
She thought she’d be here today,
Hah! What tenacity!
Cry boy, cry.
Do not face the pain.
Wash it out, wash it away.
As ineffective as the rain.
For this you are marked:
The banished prince.
Go on your fool’s quest,
Never to be crown prince.
Hide your face,
Hide it away.
Be ashamed,
Run away.
Another one! Wooo!
The Elven Lass
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Gaze upon the Elven lass,
Her hair fine as gold thread,
Her cheeks a rosy red.
Gaze upon the Elven lass,
But make not a sound
For fear will make her bound.
Gaze upon the Elven lass
As her laughter rings true
And spreads a blanket of dew.
Gaze upon the Elven lass
When she lies down to sleep.
Do not make a peep!
Gaze upon the Elven lass.
Watch her dance,
And find romance.
Gaze upon the Elven lass
But not too long,
We all wish to hear her song!
Gaze upon the Elven lass,
But please do not share,
The location of the lady fair.
Gaze upon the Elven lass.
Leave not a trace,
And leave her place!
Here's a little vampiric villanelle I wrote for creative writing. I will probably most more than one poem tonight considering I got so far behind.
He Smiles a Bit
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His teeth glint,
A guttural sound.
He smiles a bit.
His eyes have a tint,
Black abound.
His teeth glint.
He curls his lip,
Fangs are found.
He smiles a bit.
There is red on the tip,
From the blood he downed.
His teeth glint.
A soft growl hints,
At a ferocious sound.
He smiles a bit.
His advance is quick,
My heart pounds.
His teeth glint,
He smiles a bit.
Autumn
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The sun dances lightly
Through the veined leaves.
There is a life within this forest
Too subtle for the eye to see.
The only hint, is the warming glow
And the all but silent whisper of the wind.
Secrets unfold from the wind
And pansies giggle lightly
As the white rose bears a red glow.
Embarrassed, she hides within her leaves
Hoping they will not see
That she is wilting in this forest.
But not all is dying in the forest,
Do not believe the wind.
There is life, if only you can see.
Right there, right now, a fawn treads lightly
Hardly disturbing the leaves.
Its eyes are kind and all aglow,
They shine in the auburn glow
And all in the forest
Is silent. The leaves
Do not dare to rustle with the wind,
And all that moves will wander lightly
Just to gather in wonder to see
The fawn. But it flees when it does see
The eerie stillness of the wood. The glow
Of the afternoon still lightly
Plays alone upon the forest
Floor, and the wind
Begins to gossip to the leaves.
And still again and again the leaves
Will rush to the floor to see
What makes it so low. The wind
Will brisk them from their branches. Their glow
Soon to be diminished. The forest
Will mourn the leaves and weep lightly.
And the wind cries for the leaves
Whose life lightly dims. They wanted to see
The Earth’s warm glow, but instead they met their end upon the floor of the forest.
Number two in my poetry posting-ness. Not about him, its about vampires, which are awesome.
One Cold Hand and Warm Hand
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Into the darkened woods they harkened to.
One Cold hand and Warm hand, entwined at last.
He snarled and stared. Ever wanting her to
Smile and say this would never end too fast.
He feared for her life, betraying his thirst.
His cold skin meets hers, he tries to resist,
Thin lips curling back, which one will fold first?
His teeth shine white, and he clenches his fist.
Can vampires resist their very nature?
The fire that burns within their stony flesh?
Is it possible to have a future
When one’s immortal and the other’s not?
So thirsty, so thirsty, he yearns for her.
Torment, love, sorrow, always, forever.
So I was going to post a poem I wrote about my latest failure in a relationship, but I figured I should start somewhere from the beginning before getting to the end. So I'm going to post a poem a day until I've posted all of my poems. Not all of them will be about him, but you'll be able to tell which ones are. Despite what you may think, this will actually be therapeutic to me moving on.
Dwindling Smile
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He looks to me,
A hint of a smile
Plays upon his face.
I laugh.
And that hint of smile
Grows to a grin.
We’re laughing together,
Until it dies away.
The growing grin
Begins to dwindle.
It dies away,
But still I smile.
The dwindling continues,
And spreads to me.
My smile dies away.
And we’re left there in silence.
Ending with a kiss.
Ok, well, DVD cover, obviously a big deal.
No, more like, OMG!!!! *foams at mouth*![]()
My Avatar fangirl-ness has been re-awakened. I've been rewatching it with my boyfriend so he can see the episodes he's missed.
And my want for action figures has been revived.
Especially by Arctic Stealth Zuko.
And 300 comes out on DVD in time for my birthday!!!!
Yay!
Well, yeah, I'll stop with my avatar fangirl stuff until I actually have some fanart to prove it. =D
stalked
WillTurnerI finally dolled again!
Yeah, this time it's me, and my fantastical new green shirt. And my favorite flower: a daisy.
Doll Adopting Rules
- DO NOT hot-link.
- Credit is necessary. (These are much harder than icons)
- Commenting makes me happy.
- And in absolutely no circumstance may you claim my dolls as your own.
- Do not adopt any that say "Non-adoptable"
Base is by DHF. I also followed a tutorial or two by them. They were very helpful.
[ronwheezyrox]

I bought the Sokka action figure today. Complete with boomerang.
I feel so special.
[Lindsey]