First of all, I'd like to say that I'm glad you people don't log on early enough to see some of my more thoughtful posts before I switch them to private. lol ( Read more... )

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Once again the neverending chronicle of my time here at my grandparents is made THAT much worse by a flash of insomnia. Oh sure I can yawn and stretch and feel like I'm ready for bed, but I can't sleep. I can't get comfy, there are like 80 pillows on my bed for some reason and even if I throw half of them off, there's still not good sleep position ( Read more... )

So, since I've gotten nothing but positive response and engouragement from the people that read my previous story. I figure I'll finish it before encouragement turns into threats on my life! I love you people!! So okay, enough of my stalling, here goes ( Read more... )

While this stupid story is similar to my last one, they aren't related so don't ask about how I survived the last one. Okay, here goes ( Read more... )

I have absolutley NO CLUE why I put that for a title, but oh well!! I know it's a bit early for me to be updating, but since I have nothing better to do right now, I figure why not! So here's my day ( Read more... )

That's pretty much how I was this morning ( Read more... )

Okay so, I just logged on to AIM and guess what I see? Two people on my "I hate you!! Go die!" list are idle and away. Now normally that doesn't bother me at all, BUT this is a special case, because I don't really like them much any way, ((As if you couldn't tell by the title of the list.)) and the length of time they've been on is...well pretty ( Read more... )

Okay so, since I have no life and I'm totally unpopular to EVERYONE, I think I'll go ahead and update! ((Funny how neither of those are related to each other in anyway, huh?)) Speaking of relations, I had the weirdest dream last night! I ended up running into my brother ((Yes I do have a brother, I'm probably a twin, but I hope not.)) and he hated ( Read more... )

~The building itself reeks of death and decay, as if the stench itself can be seen dripping off the walls. The evil lurks within. Crossbow loaded and ready, smoke grenades loosely hanging from my belt, extra rounds for fast reloading. I crouch low under the old metal door into the garage. Darkness creeps around me enshrouding the cold room. Silence ( Read more... )