My last four/five days have been... Really good. Yesterday especially.
I'd just like to write a shortish post about it and thank my dear girlfriend, Amelia, for it all.
Here Goes..
So on Wednesday it was my sisters birthday, Went to school did the usual. Then got home and went for a shower. Amelia came over we hung and spent some time with my sister. Then off to play house after dinner and then she came back after.
Thursday, we got up. I packed my bag for our trip. Went to hers, did the same. Not long later we went and picked up one of her friends. His name is Brad, He seemed pretty cool. After which we headed off to Brisbane. Brad's quite tall, so we swapped seats at Gympie. I had little room in the front being nice to try give him room. Was kinda uncomfortable but eh, was good. Then just laid in the back and played pokemon mystery dungeon and talked every now and then. Got to Brisbane, dropped Brad off at his place thingy, then went to Amelia's sisters. Spent the night there.
Friday, woke up with a sore shoulder. Not much happened friday, we went out shopping all morning and then watched some Fairly Odd Parents. Was good. Then, Amelia and her sister went out and I sat at theirs with Troy and played COD. Whilst playing, I got a phone call asking if I wanted to go to soundwave. System of a Down was playing. FUCK YEAH I WANTED TO GO :D . Anyhow, skip some shit about it all. Amelia, the lovely lady. Brought me a ticket from some guy selling one. I was so happy! First concert. Was so excited to go the next day. We then went out for dinner at some place and saw a band and we spent the night trying to figure out who it was. Was interesting watching the girls all discus it, even though I had a head ache.
Saturday, The day was finally here. So damn excited. Got up, got ready and we left. Walked to the end of the line, which wasn't to long since we were earlyish. Got in and watched bands. Thought to myself, one day. One of these bands will be me. I spent the whole day watching awesome bands and being soooo excited about SOAD. And all the time before this, I was just planning on sitting around doing nothing while they went. But yeah... I saw SOAD, they were freakon amazing. They majorly sped up Chop Suey. It went insanely fast, like I couldn't even half keep up with singing along.
^ Best day.
Sunday, woke up with a head ache and sore shoulder, the beds we slept in weren't the best. Was grateful we had a place to stay though. And I enjoyed it. Basically, the roads in Gympie were/are flooded so we couldn't get back the normal way. So took a lot of back roads to get home. The back roads take FOREVER, but they look so much better and were fun to take compared to the normal roads which look boring. Sat in the front with no room. Felt so good to get out and stand when we stopped.
Alas, I'm home now. That was last last few days.
To Amelia,
Thank you so much, I really appreciate what you did. I thank you for taking me and buying me a ticket. I really enjoyed myself, you could probably tell by my smile. Your the best. <3
Good night everyone,
I don't feel like sitting down any longer then I did to type this.
Sunday, February 26, 2012
Wednesday, February 22, 2012
The Luckiest
I don't get many things right the first time
In fact, I am told that a lot
Now I know all the wrong turns, the stumbles and falls
Brought me here
And where was I before the day
That I first saw your lovely face?
Now I see it everyday
And I know
That I am
I am
I am
The luckiest
What if I'd been born fifty years before you
In a house on a street where you lived?
Maybe I'd be outside as you passed on your bike
Would I know?
And in a white sea of eyes
I see one pair that I recognize
And I know
That I am
I am
I am
The luckiest
I love you more than I have ever found a way to say to you
Next door there's an old man who lived to his nineties
And one day passed away in his sleep
And his wife; she stayed for a couple of days
And passed away
I'm sorry, I know that's a strange way to tell you that I know we belong
That I know
That I am
I am
I am
The luckiest
END
Posted this for Miss Amelia... Its the first song that comes to mind when she comes to mind. Makes me smile.
In fact, I am told that a lot
Now I know all the wrong turns, the stumbles and falls
Brought me here
And where was I before the day
That I first saw your lovely face?
Now I see it everyday
And I know
That I am
I am
I am
The luckiest
What if I'd been born fifty years before you
In a house on a street where you lived?
Maybe I'd be outside as you passed on your bike
Would I know?
And in a white sea of eyes
I see one pair that I recognize
And I know
That I am
I am
I am
The luckiest
I love you more than I have ever found a way to say to you
Next door there's an old man who lived to his nineties
And one day passed away in his sleep
And his wife; she stayed for a couple of days
And passed away
I'm sorry, I know that's a strange way to tell you that I know we belong
That I know
That I am
I am
I am
The luckiest
END
Posted this for Miss Amelia... Its the first song that comes to mind when she comes to mind. Makes me smile.
Tuesday, February 21, 2012
Story, Draft 1
The world has fallen far from grace; we are no longer the beings God once created. Nothing is the same, the world has evolved beyond anyone’s imagination but alas, the world has been consumed with chaos. We have tried to evolve, tried to find the way for us to become perfect. For us to be indestructible, to be immortal.
But how does one simply just become immortal? How does one become indestructible? How does one become perfect? We asked ourselves this many times through the thousands of years of our existence. Well, the world has paid for its seeking of power. The world has darkened. People have changed, would they still be considered human? I’m not even sure.
We studied deep into the ways of changing our genes, to ridding ourselves of faults in our DNA. We searched and destroyed what made us weak, finding little coding in our genes and demolished the ones we thought to put us back in our race to become perfect. We were slowly crawling towards our goal. We introduced replacing body parts with metal so we would not age, swapping our hearts with machines to pump blood for us and never fail, to become machines was surely a way for us to survive. The idea was simple; swap any faulty parts of the human body with machines. This would not only prolong our life, it would also give us strength and make us indestructible. We would not die. We could simply just swap any part in our bodies that started to fail us with metal. Some thought this plan was ingenious, and went and tried it. This technology was slowly sweeping across the world, People all around started to believe this was the best way but it was soon rejected. They were no longer considered humans; they started to become what we now know as Technoids.
People thought the look was unfashionable and inhuman and tried to break away from this Idea, The Technoids were rejected from humanity, people wanted nothing to do with these creatures and rose against them and forced them all to leave their cities, and this is where the world first started to fall.
The next big idea was to splice ourselves, modifying our DNA with a serum. This allowed us to change our genes to how we saw fit. Everyone was an equal with this idea; it also could be used to prolong our lives and to harden our bodies so a blade could not pierce our skin. Gene Splicing, the idea was endless, I thought we might have finally got it, thought we might have finally found what could perfect our race, all of us did. We could stay human just with enhanced abilities. This new idea allowed us, by simply injecting a serum, to give ourselves abilities to help around the work industries, we could use it to grants us fire at a click of our fingers to smelt ore, or bring heat to a room by little the fireplace, or to enhance our thinking capacity.
The idea like the other quickly spread around the world and people started messing with their DNA. Playing God it seems. Soon it was used not as a treatment for our weaknesses and industry but for warfare against other nations and against the Technoids that fought to restore their dignity among the lands. Not only did Splicing create war but was utterly addictive, people started collecting as much as possible and just kept injecting themselves with it. Slowly losing their minds and becoming monsters, mindless monsters that attack anyone and everyone just for the chance of obtaining more power.
The world started to break, forests being burnt to ash, cities crumbling from warfare. The world was truly starting to fall apart. Was it wrong for us to seek immortality? To perfect ourselves? No we were right to do so, but we obviously didn’t think about the consequences of our actions. We have ruined our once beautiful world, slowly it falls to darkness. People fear one another, we tried to stop it but we were too late. Too many people had lost their insanity, to many people have become addicted to the serum.
Now we roam the earth, hiding in ruins of cities from the Technoids who claim they are the superior race, and from the mad man and women who have lost their minds, craving only one thing and doing anything to get it. This world has become a grim place, living our lives in fear that around the next corner there is something that will take our life.
No one is the same, the world is in chaos. Murder all around, there is only one rule, Kill or be killed. If you cannot follow this rule then you are considered to be one of the weak and are sure to die. If there is one thing people can learn from us, it’s to never chase after perfection. For thousands of years we have existed, and for us to be our own destruction, is just saddening. This truly is a grim world. We truly have fallen far from grace, My god forgive us all.
But how does one simply just become immortal? How does one become indestructible? How does one become perfect? We asked ourselves this many times through the thousands of years of our existence. Well, the world has paid for its seeking of power. The world has darkened. People have changed, would they still be considered human? I’m not even sure.
We studied deep into the ways of changing our genes, to ridding ourselves of faults in our DNA. We searched and destroyed what made us weak, finding little coding in our genes and demolished the ones we thought to put us back in our race to become perfect. We were slowly crawling towards our goal. We introduced replacing body parts with metal so we would not age, swapping our hearts with machines to pump blood for us and never fail, to become machines was surely a way for us to survive. The idea was simple; swap any faulty parts of the human body with machines. This would not only prolong our life, it would also give us strength and make us indestructible. We would not die. We could simply just swap any part in our bodies that started to fail us with metal. Some thought this plan was ingenious, and went and tried it. This technology was slowly sweeping across the world, People all around started to believe this was the best way but it was soon rejected. They were no longer considered humans; they started to become what we now know as Technoids.
People thought the look was unfashionable and inhuman and tried to break away from this Idea, The Technoids were rejected from humanity, people wanted nothing to do with these creatures and rose against them and forced them all to leave their cities, and this is where the world first started to fall.
The next big idea was to splice ourselves, modifying our DNA with a serum. This allowed us to change our genes to how we saw fit. Everyone was an equal with this idea; it also could be used to prolong our lives and to harden our bodies so a blade could not pierce our skin. Gene Splicing, the idea was endless, I thought we might have finally got it, thought we might have finally found what could perfect our race, all of us did. We could stay human just with enhanced abilities. This new idea allowed us, by simply injecting a serum, to give ourselves abilities to help around the work industries, we could use it to grants us fire at a click of our fingers to smelt ore, or bring heat to a room by little the fireplace, or to enhance our thinking capacity.
The idea like the other quickly spread around the world and people started messing with their DNA. Playing God it seems. Soon it was used not as a treatment for our weaknesses and industry but for warfare against other nations and against the Technoids that fought to restore their dignity among the lands. Not only did Splicing create war but was utterly addictive, people started collecting as much as possible and just kept injecting themselves with it. Slowly losing their minds and becoming monsters, mindless monsters that attack anyone and everyone just for the chance of obtaining more power.
The world started to break, forests being burnt to ash, cities crumbling from warfare. The world was truly starting to fall apart. Was it wrong for us to seek immortality? To perfect ourselves? No we were right to do so, but we obviously didn’t think about the consequences of our actions. We have ruined our once beautiful world, slowly it falls to darkness. People fear one another, we tried to stop it but we were too late. Too many people had lost their insanity, to many people have become addicted to the serum.
Now we roam the earth, hiding in ruins of cities from the Technoids who claim they are the superior race, and from the mad man and women who have lost their minds, craving only one thing and doing anything to get it. This world has become a grim place, living our lives in fear that around the next corner there is something that will take our life.
No one is the same, the world is in chaos. Murder all around, there is only one rule, Kill or be killed. If you cannot follow this rule then you are considered to be one of the weak and are sure to die. If there is one thing people can learn from us, it’s to never chase after perfection. For thousands of years we have existed, and for us to be our own destruction, is just saddening. This truly is a grim world. We truly have fallen far from grace, My god forgive us all.
Mmm
You know when something is going to happen and you don't want it too but you can't do anything about it?
Yeah.
Yeah.
Monday, February 20, 2012
Gifts and such for her...
I feel like buying You something.
Like clothing, I really like to see You wearing my clothes, and I like to see You wearing stuff I give/buy You.
It makes me happy.
And right now, I just feel like buying Her something.
I've got an idea in mind, whether It works out like it does in my head or not we won't know till I attempt it.
I wanted to do something on Valentines with You, but I hadn't the money nor the time. So my gift was a little bit of a let down. But I still enjoyed making what I did, plus its something that's me like, and I actually put effort into it.
Anyhow, my other followers, sorry this post might be a let down for yous. But yeah...
Like clothing, I really like to see You wearing my clothes, and I like to see You wearing stuff I give/buy You.
It makes me happy.
And right now, I just feel like buying Her something.
I've got an idea in mind, whether It works out like it does in my head or not we won't know till I attempt it.
I wanted to do something on Valentines with You, but I hadn't the money nor the time. So my gift was a little bit of a let down. But I still enjoyed making what I did, plus its something that's me like, and I actually put effort into it.
Anyhow, my other followers, sorry this post might be a let down for yous. But yeah...
Tuesday, February 14, 2012
Still stuck on this.
So, I still can't think of a new story. So I guess I'm going to do a massive remake of the current one.
I will rip it all apart and change it all to a sci-fi story.
Or heck, maybe I can continue this one and make it more into a game. And then at the end, the person takes off the 4d emulator or something like that.
Honestly no idea. Something will come to me, with stories it always eventually does.
So give me your idea on what to write a new one about, or how to majorly change this one.
Ktanksbye.
I will rip it all apart and change it all to a sci-fi story.
Or heck, maybe I can continue this one and make it more into a game. And then at the end, the person takes off the 4d emulator or something like that.
Honestly no idea. Something will come to me, with stories it always eventually does.
So give me your idea on what to write a new one about, or how to majorly change this one.
Ktanksbye.
Friday, February 10, 2012
Cleaning and shit
Cleaning my room, this is a first. I never clean my room, but this time I kinda have a reason. Amelia is/might be coming over and she came over the other day and you could barely get anywhere or barely get to my bed. Well now its slightly better, you can see my floor.
I have all this crap around my room I want to keep yet I have no where to put it all. And I've currently thrown all this stuff onto my bed cuz I want to keep it but don't know where to put it all. So It needs to be moved so we actually have somewhere to sleep.
QCS practice wasn't to bad. Thursdays was fun, Fridays was boring as shit. The tests today just didn't interest me in the slightest. I wrote a story in yesterdays about the kite and it being flown. Well the kite broke and the kid got his heart eaten by a demon. Lovely. My storys are slightly weird now that I've read back on a lot of the ones I've written. Still not sure what to do about my english one, This one isn't sci-fi enough. But atleast its not to bad a story.
BORED.
I really want Diablo 3 to come out... I've been waiting for a year or two. It's meant to be released this year. I get it for free and its beta due to having a subscription with WoW. Fuck yeah ;D Free game for just playing WoW.
Anyhow, I must go clean. I spose even if she doesn't come I should at least not live in a pig sty.
I have all this crap around my room I want to keep yet I have no where to put it all. And I've currently thrown all this stuff onto my bed cuz I want to keep it but don't know where to put it all. So It needs to be moved so we actually have somewhere to sleep.
QCS practice wasn't to bad. Thursdays was fun, Fridays was boring as shit. The tests today just didn't interest me in the slightest. I wrote a story in yesterdays about the kite and it being flown. Well the kite broke and the kid got his heart eaten by a demon. Lovely. My storys are slightly weird now that I've read back on a lot of the ones I've written. Still not sure what to do about my english one, This one isn't sci-fi enough. But atleast its not to bad a story.
BORED.
I really want Diablo 3 to come out... I've been waiting for a year or two. It's meant to be released this year. I get it for free and its beta due to having a subscription with WoW. Fuck yeah ;D Free game for just playing WoW.
Anyhow, I must go clean. I spose even if she doesn't come I should at least not live in a pig sty.
Wednesday, February 8, 2012
Story
Alright, I'm just going to write my thoughts down from my dream, this was so I don't forget it. Also for my English Assignment. I have added stuff to my original dream just to make it more... Sci-fi.
Anyhow.
It was a cold lonely moonlit night. I was on a street, the houses where quiet but dimly lit, everything looked the same. I walked silently in my thick leather boots, watching my feet and kicking a stone passing in and out of darkness from the lights above. I did not care if I was seen, nor did I not want to be, it simply just did not phase me. Dressed in black, from neck to toe, My cloak though torn and ripped still sways with the wind. My sword, sheathed in a black leather scabbard resting on my back. This town was not my own, Simply one I am just passing through to earn money to survive. What is it I do? I hunt monsters. The very beings that threaten our survival, though not all of them are bad. I continue to walk and take a left, This street is my destination, The church is where I must go. I look up, withdrawing a gun from inside my cloak. I ready it. I sense something nearby, Is it my target? The one I am looking for? I walked up closer to the church, Why here of all places? This is where mercenaries come to get collect jobs and payment, would one be so stupid as to be in such a known place? I hear the laughing of a mad man, Loud and insane. Screaming out and cheering. He walks out from behind the corner. Shit, I wasn't prepared, Vines come shooting the man’s fingers, I only just side stepped the attack. This was no man, once he probably was. He has spliced his DNA too much and now he was nothing more than a monster, Ready to be slain. I eye him off; one should not simply just run into battle, for who knows what this villain could be capable of. He lashed again with his vines. I jumped, and sent three bullets to the man’s head, as I landed he fell to the floor. Dead. I walk towards him, the fool, why could he not see what he was becoming? I took out a quill and paper, puncturing a small hole in his neck and then letting the blood run off the quills tip onto the paper to form a circle. The task was complete. I would collect payment tomorrow.
Leaving his body there, I walked to the bulletin board looking for my next job. Immediately, my eyes were drawn straight to one particular job. Now normally I would go by how hard the task is and how dangerous the monster. But I really hated Zombies. This one was personal. Me and My companion, Scavers fighting side by side, saving people’s lives. Never were him and I apart. He was part of my team. But, ever since that dreadful night, the night I decided to relax and take a break. Give Scavers the treats a dog like him deserves for his hard work. As I went to get him his snacks we heard a woman scream, He ran. Leaving me behind, straight to the sound to save the woman. What a noble dog. I tried to follow but couldn’t keep up. I was too slow. Zombies, everywhere. Swarming the lady, Scavers among them, trying to fend them off. But she turned on him, the lady. How could she? How could this have happened? How could I not have sensed these monsters. She grabbed him and punched him in the gut and threw him at them. She ran, I didn’t think. I just charged and withdrew my sword. I had to save my dog. I was screaming and calling his name. Cutting down every zombie that got in my path. By the time I found him, it was too late. He was nearly dead he’d been bitten several times. I couldn’t leave him like this. I didn’t want to see him go. I kept thinking he would be alright, he always was. But that was my mistake. I watched as my faithful friend die in my arms. The next part hurt me the most; I laid him on the ground, Took out my gun, tears streaming down my face. I knew if I didn’t do anything, he would come back as a rabid flesh eating dog. I put a bullet into his head. Walked away from everything I held dearly in my town. Since I’ve been moving town to town doing jobs and taking tasks from the boards in each town. Finally, it was time to seek revenge on the zombie kind. I would enjoy this.
END
This is as far as I have written. Its still based off my dream, but It's been written more for my english story. Problem is, this is already 769 words. The limit is 1000, clearly this is going to go over 1000. Plus the teacher said the story is to be no more then 24 hours, So I have to end the next story before the next days night.
Help is much appreciated... I could simply shorten it and go back to my original dream but change it so I had a robotic arm.
Original really shortened: I went to kill a zombie for a quest, but my partner stopped me because apparently zombies are people too. So we worked something out with the zombie And instead we went to kill a vampire who was basically bullying this zombie. The zombie agreed to stop eating humans if we got rid of the vampire. So we went and killed the vampire.
Yeah, New version seems to much cooler.
Anyhow.
It was a cold lonely moonlit night. I was on a street, the houses where quiet but dimly lit, everything looked the same. I walked silently in my thick leather boots, watching my feet and kicking a stone passing in and out of darkness from the lights above. I did not care if I was seen, nor did I not want to be, it simply just did not phase me. Dressed in black, from neck to toe, My cloak though torn and ripped still sways with the wind. My sword, sheathed in a black leather scabbard resting on my back. This town was not my own, Simply one I am just passing through to earn money to survive. What is it I do? I hunt monsters. The very beings that threaten our survival, though not all of them are bad. I continue to walk and take a left, This street is my destination, The church is where I must go. I look up, withdrawing a gun from inside my cloak. I ready it. I sense something nearby, Is it my target? The one I am looking for? I walked up closer to the church, Why here of all places? This is where mercenaries come to get collect jobs and payment, would one be so stupid as to be in such a known place? I hear the laughing of a mad man, Loud and insane. Screaming out and cheering. He walks out from behind the corner. Shit, I wasn't prepared, Vines come shooting the man’s fingers, I only just side stepped the attack. This was no man, once he probably was. He has spliced his DNA too much and now he was nothing more than a monster, Ready to be slain. I eye him off; one should not simply just run into battle, for who knows what this villain could be capable of. He lashed again with his vines. I jumped, and sent three bullets to the man’s head, as I landed he fell to the floor. Dead. I walk towards him, the fool, why could he not see what he was becoming? I took out a quill and paper, puncturing a small hole in his neck and then letting the blood run off the quills tip onto the paper to form a circle. The task was complete. I would collect payment tomorrow.
Leaving his body there, I walked to the bulletin board looking for my next job. Immediately, my eyes were drawn straight to one particular job. Now normally I would go by how hard the task is and how dangerous the monster. But I really hated Zombies. This one was personal. Me and My companion, Scavers fighting side by side, saving people’s lives. Never were him and I apart. He was part of my team. But, ever since that dreadful night, the night I decided to relax and take a break. Give Scavers the treats a dog like him deserves for his hard work. As I went to get him his snacks we heard a woman scream, He ran. Leaving me behind, straight to the sound to save the woman. What a noble dog. I tried to follow but couldn’t keep up. I was too slow. Zombies, everywhere. Swarming the lady, Scavers among them, trying to fend them off. But she turned on him, the lady. How could she? How could this have happened? How could I not have sensed these monsters. She grabbed him and punched him in the gut and threw him at them. She ran, I didn’t think. I just charged and withdrew my sword. I had to save my dog. I was screaming and calling his name. Cutting down every zombie that got in my path. By the time I found him, it was too late. He was nearly dead he’d been bitten several times. I couldn’t leave him like this. I didn’t want to see him go. I kept thinking he would be alright, he always was. But that was my mistake. I watched as my faithful friend die in my arms. The next part hurt me the most; I laid him on the ground, Took out my gun, tears streaming down my face. I knew if I didn’t do anything, he would come back as a rabid flesh eating dog. I put a bullet into his head. Walked away from everything I held dearly in my town. Since I’ve been moving town to town doing jobs and taking tasks from the boards in each town. Finally, it was time to seek revenge on the zombie kind. I would enjoy this.
END
This is as far as I have written. Its still based off my dream, but It's been written more for my english story. Problem is, this is already 769 words. The limit is 1000, clearly this is going to go over 1000. Plus the teacher said the story is to be no more then 24 hours, So I have to end the next story before the next days night.
Help is much appreciated... I could simply shorten it and go back to my original dream but change it so I had a robotic arm.
Original really shortened: I went to kill a zombie for a quest, but my partner stopped me because apparently zombies are people too. So we worked something out with the zombie And instead we went to kill a vampire who was basically bullying this zombie. The zombie agreed to stop eating humans if we got rid of the vampire. So we went and killed the vampire.
Yeah, New version seems to much cooler.
Sunday, February 5, 2012
Cont' Post From that one below.
Continue post from yesterdays.
I had a great time spending my day with Amelia on her birthday.
Waking up, Telling her happy birthday. Getting French Toast and Pancakes for breakfast, Simply the start of the day was great.
Her party was quite fun and I got to kick peoples asses on the Wii. Was great.
We all sat around and played Mario Kart. Was intense to beat the others. Was also great fun, quite the laugh. Your coming first, then BAM. Blue Shell.
Or simply your coming second and have three red shells to shoot at the person in front of you... made me laugh because the person in front of me barely moved while I gained up and took over for a bit.
Also, Anti Joke sprees, Was fun.
Why'd the plane crash? Because the pilot was a carrot. Ah my middle school teacher was the best.
Anyhow, I hope you had a fantastic birthday Amelia and you enjoy the books I got you, And hope you have fun eating the sour worms. Thanks for getting me to tag along, Was great.
Best of luck on your P's test.
I had a great time spending my day with Amelia on her birthday.
Waking up, Telling her happy birthday. Getting French Toast and Pancakes for breakfast, Simply the start of the day was great.
Her party was quite fun and I got to kick peoples asses on the Wii. Was great.
We all sat around and played Mario Kart. Was intense to beat the others. Was also great fun, quite the laugh. Your coming first, then BAM. Blue Shell.
Or simply your coming second and have three red shells to shoot at the person in front of you... made me laugh because the person in front of me barely moved while I gained up and took over for a bit.
Also, Anti Joke sprees, Was fun.
Why'd the plane crash? Because the pilot was a carrot. Ah my middle school teacher was the best.
Anyhow, I hope you had a fantastic birthday Amelia and you enjoy the books I got you, And hope you have fun eating the sour worms. Thanks for getting me to tag along, Was great.
Best of luck on your P's test.
Saturday, February 4, 2012
Happy birthday Amelia!
Its my lovely girlfriends birthday.
Id like to wish her a happy birthday and i hope you have a good and easy year ahead.
Id write more but I'm currently on a phone and in a car. Ill dedicate my next post to you to make up for this one, when I'm on a comp.
But alas, happy birthday Amelia and i wish you the best.
<3
Thursday, February 2, 2012
Presents
Got Amelia her present, Hope she likes it. It or they are pretty cool in my opinion, I would have got other stuff but currently have little money so she will have to wait for other stuff as gifts over the year.
Woo.
I really want Skyward sword, someone should give me it as a gift... Any of you followers :D
Woo.
I really want Skyward sword, someone should give me it as a gift... Any of you followers :D
Wednesday, February 1, 2012
Prom
I wanted a date for prom, The girls I asked already have someone.
No one else really comes to mind that I actually would like to take to prom.
Guess it's just with my bros. Rainbow it is.
Which honestly to me, if the group actually does it, it would be awesome.
And People, whats this about the centenary ball thing I'm hearing about for year 12's?
No one else really comes to mind that I actually would like to take to prom.
Guess it's just with my bros. Rainbow it is.
Which honestly to me, if the group actually does it, it would be awesome.
And People, whats this about the centenary ball thing I'm hearing about for year 12's?
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