Hello lass or lad
You can see and your alive. Your health and noisy. Your voice could echo through the deepest pits.
I can only pray that your mother and I agreed on a very distinctive name. This will be an even more distinct between you an others. Are you the Antichrist? If so, then God isn't happy with your mother and father. I hope you explore the world and question anything. Please treat your mother and I nicely. I hope you will love to read. I want you to make friends, be abstract. Both your mother and I will teach you, be prepared.
Friday, January 30, 2009
Deary me English 3 week 3
Dear loser.....
hi. If you don't have 3 bestsellers, then you are a failure. If you don't marry what's-her-face, then you are a failure. If you haven't destroyed the world, then you aren't the Antichrist. If you haven't cured cancer, then you aren't a doctor. I pray that you have learned Japanese fluently.
Putting that aside.... do I still have hair? I told you, you should have invested in Honda. You will be doing great and I hope I'm not in debt....
You certainly have friends and you are as brilliant as ever. Did we find Osama? Who shot the sheriff because I only shot the deputy.
I only wish me the best of luck
Sincerely,
Your biggest fan
hi. If you don't have 3 bestsellers, then you are a failure. If you don't marry what's-her-face, then you are a failure. If you haven't destroyed the world, then you aren't the Antichrist. If you haven't cured cancer, then you aren't a doctor. I pray that you have learned Japanese fluently.
Putting that aside.... do I still have hair? I told you, you should have invested in Honda. You will be doing great and I hope I'm not in debt....
You certainly have friends and you are as brilliant as ever. Did we find Osama? Who shot the sheriff because I only shot the deputy.
I only wish me the best of luck
Sincerely,
Your biggest fan
Friday, January 23, 2009
Fear w2 cw
It would require only a quick glance. The monster with the knife and that strangely looked similar to Michael Jackson, or really whatever else I was scared of at the time. All would be present in the vicinity of ebony atmosphere. It could be Chucky from "Child's Play" or Barny's evil twin! I would always remember the dash under the covers with the light off. I could have a night light but it was really a Pseudo-barrier to the monsters. Then with me under the covers I would hear a sound. Strategically I would make me breathing super quiet and movements to the minimum. The sound wouldn't repeat and I could breath nosily or, dare I say it, cough or sneeze.
Hitched!!!??? English 3
As someone looks down as the couple that are wed, there are a mix of feelings. There is usually crying, happiness in their expressions. Me, on the other hand can't get over the fact that they can walk and not have wrinkles, or fall and not break a hip. No cataracts or diabetes. Teh cake would have frosting that is actually sweet. The town I can't honestly remember, nor do I really care for my grandparents are now dancing. Don't these people have any pride? The music isn't bad, but my grandparents and now everyone by their example, are all dancing. Kind of a happy wedding, but what a disaster. They will give birth to the generation that produces the generation that makes the spawn of Satan. Me, I am so diabolically evil. I will make everyone watch marathons of Hannah Montana and High School Musical. So diabolical.
Friday, January 9, 2009
Poem.... CW week 1
The thought of poetry usually comes with the word frilly. There are completely morbid poems that I adore. Poems are stories that are always covered with a veil. There is a wind underneath that shows bits and pieces while everything that is merely glimpsed just barely, leaving thoughts of one's on interpretation. A poem is something I have no interest in. There is a limit of what one can say. If the right word isn't always used, then it doesn't mesh well. There isn't a depth, no character building, and fitting things in the right pattern of syllables. Poetry can be in plays, Shakespeare wrote in iambic pentameter in a plethora of plays.
Fame? E3 week 1
Wasn't this a song about living forever or was it a song with David Bowie constantly repeating it? I guess what I would like to do would be a famous writer or maybe a world ruler. I would be a writer that does both sci-fi and horror. I want to do what most authors are unable to do, I want to actually scare someone. I want someone to scream and throw my book against a wall. I'll give no mind to awards or petty critics. Who needs those we you can make waste appear in other's pants? I would make intricate plots of sci-fi or anything I would be bored to do. I would be in the ranks of Howard Phylis Lovecraft. Then if I were a world leader I would constantly have change views and differing advisors. I would have a whole spectrum of a view in the government. I wouldn't screw a country over with advisors that all think the same. I would eventually be corrupted but I knew it would have all been worth doing in the end. Defiant to the end after I make my country prosper.
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