i'm feeling post-y today for some reason. :P
I should start writing here soon. I need to get up the motivation to do it though. :P
I really want to start writing Vesper's story since she is my favorite charrie but with the past few days I haven't gotten on to write it out. meh.
oh well.

funny confession

I walked into the kitchen today to make a sandwich, the bread was uncut so I walked to the cupboard for the bread knife.
There. was. no. bread knife.
darn it.
So I looked in the silverwere.
No. Knives.
I was like oh come on.... I can't even make a sandwich! Some day I'm going to be home alone and wanting a sandwich and I won't be able to have one cause I can't flippen cut the bread.
and I don't even use serrated knives. I like straight ones, so.......
I wonder what's going to happen now. I want my knives back.

:(

I've spent my whole life pretending things, Millie. It's all I really know how to do. But Norman was real...and because we were secret, he lives only in my mind. I have to keep him real, in my mind. Don't you see? If we make his death a fantasy, then loving him must have been a fantasy. And then I'll have nothing.

I don't have much to say lately. I've been kinda.. up to nothing I guess. I've been kinda upset and depressed but there's reasons for that. so......

interesting things and my room. :)

Yes that is a jar and yes, that is tea in my jar and yes I am stirring my tea with a knife.I like my knives.

My corner.

My library

Under my bed. sleeping bags pillows and writing stuff.

My famous lightsaber

My school. history, writing, Judo and my bible.

chewwie and my sniper book.

my big red backpack.

I.won. gold. in the tournament. I feel sorry for my apponant though.
and some people play low down, dirty, shallow tricks to win.

tournament

big tournament tomorrow. only two other people in my division though. and guess what?
I'm at the bottom. the lightest person their. and I think both of the others are younger than me.

the effects of being strangled by another judoka