Friday, January 18, 2008

I didn't get kicked off! ^_^ But I have to spend thirty minutes a day on this math program on the internet. Yes, Mr. internet, I missed you too. You can let go of me now.
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Wednesday, January 16, 2008

Tomorrow is parent teacher conferences, so expect me to get kicked off the internet.T-T No, Mr. Internet, I won't be able to sneak on, but at least I will see someday, in the far future. No, Mr. Internet, we can't runaway together. Mr. Internet, I'm not your girlfriend, so stop calling me that. Fiance' is even worse, Mr. Internet. Wait, are you a Mr. or Ms.? I just realized that I don't know your gender.
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Sunday, January 13, 2008

For A Project
Missing

Would it matter if I said that I am sorry?
Would you forget everything that you hold against me?
For that to happen, I'd have to be having a bad dream.

I sometimes wish that you would forget,
But then you would not remember me.
Why do I feel so much regret?

The memories we share are ours alone.
No one will take them away.
They're here to stay.

I cry and beg for your forgiveness.
But you will never hear my pleads.
You are not to blame for me this mess.

Ah, but what is this?
I am dead.
Life is not what I miss.

You can forget me now that I am gone.
Make my secret silent wish come true.
I am nothing but a pawn.
A useless but existing character.

There is something that you will remember.
A faint feeling of someone's love.
What you feel is my ember.
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For A Project
The Artist

Sitting alone
Fear and pain all her own
She felt her heart pound
Seeing the bodies around

The corpses were torn
Who made the town mourn?
A voice wanted to be heard
But it was just so absurd

Look, look, look!
There’s blood on your hands!
There’s blood on your hands!
Don’t they look so pretty?

Look, look, look!
There’s blood on your face!
There’s blood on your face!
Don’t you look so pretty?

Look, look, look!
There’s blood on the knife you hold!
There’s blood on the knife you hold!
Doesn’t it look so pretty?

Shut up!

Never ever will I
Even if you cry
And you should not stop painting
I am the one who’s reigning

When the town’s people came
The chose the girl to blame
Again went the voice
Giving her no choice

More canvases, more canvases!
Let us make them pretty!
You and I together now,
Let us make them pretty!
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For A Project
Listen

You hear but you don't listen
You know the sounds but not the meanings
You act like you care but you don't understand
I've been telling you all this time,
But you only hear and not listen
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For A Project
Seeing the truth through
My lying lips.
I conceal my plea for help.
Loosing to you hurts for you
Entered my soul.
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Saturday, January 12, 2008

OMFG!!!! Sam is ditchin' me again... for a guy! I'm getting really tired of all of her stunts.
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Thursday, January 10, 2008

*sigh*
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Look, Sempai. It's Austin in a dress! ^_^
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Wednesday, January 9, 2008

Me
Sorry.
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