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Tuesday, March 06, 2007

Tue, 06 Mar 2007 01:28:23 GMT

Haven't been here in a while have I? I even finished Prophesied since then.

HI ALEX!

Ok, since this is my homepage for FFN I best post some FFN stuff here.

Chapter 1 of Arc 2 of Prophesied (aka The Mark of the Four) is in progress finally! My arm hurts.

Parents

Mon, 06 Mar 2006 23:16:58 GMT

Parents can be so frustrating sometimes. I clean teh whole damn house and she yells at me for something I already apologized for. Then she tried to bring a thousand other issues into it and I'm just like...whoa! Back up! I said I was sorry! End of story! That's it!

And now she won't talk to me because what I said made sense and basically I won. SO FUCK HER! I didn't do a damn thing wrong. She can go screw herself until she realizes that she's not always right.

FRIENDSHIP!

Fri, 03 Feb 2006 02:19:22 GMT

Got to hang out with Steven couple nights ago. Had a great time. Sat there and talked about how cold it was. It was great. Great. Did you know it only takes one hand to type 'great'? Well, now you do. I'm so happy.
Kaiba: Would you quit being happy? You're fueling Mik and he's...
Mik: *swinging from chandelier* WHHHEEEE!!!!
Kaiba: My point has been proven.
Blue Eyes White Dragon: Rawr?
Kuriboh: Squeak squeakity.
Blue Eyes White Dragon: Rawr.
*chandelier breaks*
Mik: Ow.
Kaiba: Sweet! Is he dead? No? Dammit.
Tea: Kaiba, you should learn to be nicer!
Kaiba: And you should learn to ************....
Tea: What did you say?
Kaiba: Nothing...
Tea: What have I told you!?
Kaiba: Here it comes...
Mik: Oh no...
Kuriboh: SQUEAK!
Blue Eyes White Dragon: RAWR!
*all four jump behind bunker*

Tea: FRIENDSHIP BLAH BLAH BLAH FRIENDSHIP BLAH BLAH BLAH FRIENDSHIP...

Blue Eyes White Dragon: *white lightning attack*

Tea: (is fried to crisp)......*blink*....

Kaiba, Mik: Is it safe?
Kuriboh: Squeak?

Wednesday, January 11, 2006

Wed, 11 Jan 2006 01:13:37 GMT

Well, what's new...I've fallen in love with my new Disturbed CD.

I completed that chapter of FOTF that's been bugging me for the past six months and it sort of unleashed the creative side of me.

DAREN ISN'D DEAD! I SWEAR IT!

Now that that's out, we can continue. If you read FOTF, you'll understand.

I've done this surreal drawing that I really like. maybe if chris will let me use her camera, I'll show you. It's really cool. I call it The Paths Of Life.

Ok..time to go night night!

HI STEVEN!

Ok that was random. I swear that was my other self. Jonathan and De are arm-wrestling in my head. Nighty night and sweet dreams!

Friday, January 06, 2006

Fri, 06 Jan 2006 12:52:54 GMT

Well, today's been like the usual. I have a bad headache, I want to go home and work on my fanfiction, Agni and Shasa, my mom's thinking about taking me to raliegh this afternoon, I'm behind on my powerpoint project, and i haven't update 3D in forever. I'm going to sleep now.

Friday, December 30, 2005

Fri, 30 Dec 2005 13:08:01 GMT

STill writing that major chapter but I'm closer to getting done now! Have to finish before that fatal phone call comes...God (and goddess) above save me!

Sunday, December 18, 2005

Sun, 18 Dec 2005 17:56:03 GMT

I'm writing a major chapter of The Fear of the Fearless right now, and will finish it when I get back from teh concert. CU all then!

Sunday, December 18, 2005

Sun, 18 Dec 2005 15:16:44 GMT

As I stand here, typing what I can when I can, I wonder, does she realize the point she's driving me to? Does she realize that when I said it was too much, that the point of enough had long since come and gone? That I'm losing the stability I worked so hard for so long ago with her hypocritical demands? That I just want it to end and that she's making it worse with every word? That she's driving me...to end it?

I'm still seeking my dreams, writing my stories, and for a while she sought them with me. Now, writing my novel had become one more thing I must do. Like finding a job or making straight 'A's, writing my novel is another thing that I need to get off my ass and do. Does she realize that with every demand, every threat, and every added responsibility, she shreds another piece of me and soon there won't be anything left? I don't want this anymore. I'm falling...holding on to the edge of a cliff with a slipping hand. But the only one who can pull me up is slowly crushing my fingers beneath her heels.

I'm falling...I won't go so far to say she doesn't care, for I know she does, but she won't realize until it's too late. When they are setting up my thorazine drip or covering my lifeless eyes with a white sheet, will she understand then? That she pushed me back into the real world before I was ready for it? Or will she look at my eyes as they glaze over with drugs or death and say, "If she had tried harder, this wouldn't have happened."

I'm falling...I don't want to fall...I don't want to die...but I'm falling...I want someone to know...because I need help...I'm screaming at the top of my lungs in the middle of a crowded room...will someone comfort me or just tell me to be quiet? Or will they even look up?

I'm falling...will someone catch me?

Saturday, December 10, 2005

Sat, 10 Dec 2005 20:48:32 GMT

Where are you Christmas ? Why can't I find you? Why have you gone away?

Where is the laughter? You used to bring me, Why can't I hear music play?

My world is changing...I'm rearranging...Does that mean Christmas changes too?

Where are you Christmas? Do you remember? The girl you used to know?

I'm not the same one...See what the time's done...

Is that why you have let me go?

Tuesday, November 29, 2005

Tue, 29 Nov 2005 12:46:59 GMT

Sorry I haven't updated in awhile. I came out of a writer's block for one of my novels and one of my fanfictions. So I am very happy. You know, if the greatest moment for a writer is writing that last word on that last page, what is the moment before the story explodes into teh climax? Right now, my only loves are Jonathan Celshian, Captain Rykaab, De Fromell, and Prince Zuko. Another reason why I am happy, I can finally be your friend and only your close friend once again, for I don't love you anymore, at least, not in that way. I will beome the world-reknowned author I should, and until then, I love you all, for all you are, for like Elana, I must stop trying to save a relationship that never was.
I am Elenea Galad, and will be no one else.
Tenna ento lye omenta
Until next we meet.
(bows)