|
|
|
|
Poetry - 23.01.05 Writing - 10.12.05      Older  � From the Heart  � Clairvoyant Elegy  � For the Ghosts of Our Time      Newer  � The Art of Cooking With Turnips  � Radical Dreamer  � Mystery in Red  � Cerulean Dust  � Emerald     nuTang  � Lauren  � ECHO  � Kevin  � Stephanie  � Syd  � Ciara  � Quint  � Rick  � Grace  � Jamie  � Maryann  � Bianca  � Teresa  � Tiffany  � EM.com  � Newgrounds  � Get your own Banana Guard today!  � Quizilla! (Ask if you want a link to mine.)  � Virtual Turntable  � Maddox  � Kefallaville  � Mr. Quach Welcome to Not Getting Run Over By A Forklift 101. For our first lesson we'll... ack! No. NO! What a terrible way to start the class! But aren't solar-powered vampires a bit impractical? Did you know I have somewhere around one hundred forty entires? The primary function of the United States Coast Guard (besides protecting the borders and patroling national waters) is to travel back in time and battle pirates! If wishes were squids, then beggars would write. With the ink, you see. The ink of SO MANY SQUIDS. "It doesn't get any more serious than a Rhinocerus about to charge your ass." Subscribe to this to blog if you would like to be emailed whenever it is updated. | ..:Blackened Desire:.. Monday 3.29.04 5:17 pm The last two days have been pretty dull. All that I've done that truly interests me is finished the Da Vinci Code. I had to live through a terribly boring day at school during which I admitted to drinking copious amounts of water (don't ask), got Mr. Phillips pissed at me, got the Bio sub to refer to me as "Zimmerman" the entire period and continually tell me to pay attention to the movie, forgot to finish my Algebra 3-4 readiness test, and... well that's about it, but I want to complain about something else. Let's see... what else happened? I guess I've been thinking over my "relationship" status ("relationship" refers to not having one) and I realized I've had some rather... sullying thoughts, assuming that is a valid word choice. I really don't know where I was going beyond that... well, I do, but I don't like making password protected entries and I don't want some people to hear it. Sucks for you, eh? Hmm... I just shot a can of icing and it flew into my foot... I have a red trail in my backyard and a semi-purple toe! Gosh, doesn't that make you hungry for some reason? Well, if I were me, I'd go clean it up right now... but I'm obviously not, so I think I'll go clean it up (I don't have any idea what I just said either, don't feel left out). After that, poem time! *dramatic reverb* <<.Addition.>> Maiden of Water Later, DS
0 Comments.
Sorry, you do not have permission to comment. If you are a member, try logging in again or accessing this page here. |
NuTang is the first web site to implement PPGY Technology. This page was generated in 0.009seconds. |
|
Send to a friend on AIM | Set as Homepage | Bookmark | Home | NuTang Collage | Terms of Service & Privacy Policy | Link to Us | Monthly Top 10s |
All content � Copyright 2003-2047 NuTang.com and respective members. Contact us at NuTang[AT]gmail.com. |