Diary Entry

Chickenwhite's picture

I haz a clevurh!

Just wanted to share my happiness with people >w<
My first written exam in the university and I got a B! I love Linguistics, you can babble so much about it! TwT
I was kinda nervous because I was writing it all in hand, on that horrible, cancer-inducing paper which self-copies, but I didn't get to write all of my essay down, so about 2/3rds of it was the initial "sketch" including typos, bad phrasing and everything TwT;;
So you can only imagine my relief at spotting that ridiculously good grade for a bunch of bullcrap which wasn't even properly written >w<
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arya12's diary entry 1

last night i had a bad dream. one of the ones where your falling and then you suddenly wake up and you put your hands out to stop you falling!! it's always suprising but i'm not easily scared though!!! Redface

Screen Dump 0! Image heavy!

I need to start numbering these.
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MERRY CHRISTMAS :3

I had a splendid Christmas and I hope you guys all did too! Sorry I haven't blogged in a while, but I'm taking the time now to briefly show you the octopus I finally gave to my parents for Christmas (I already gave away the squids I made before I could take a picture Sticking out tongue)

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Storm's Journal Entry #2

Storm woke up to the bright sunlight, shining down on her dappled brown coat. She started to slowly take her first steps, and started to walk to the other Fawns that were near her.

She watches curiously. She thought in her head, who are they? "They are the other Fawns young one." Storms mother says happily. Nodding Storm looks back at the other Fawns, watching them eat grass and mushrooms, and leap and play. "Yours tempted to. Go ahead and play. But be back when you see the sun go down. Have fun little Tornado." Storm's mother said, nudging her to the Fawns. "Mind if Storm comes to play little ones?" Storm's mother says to the Fawns. The Fawns shake their heads, saying she is allowed to come and join. "Have fun my Tornado!" her mother says, while walking back to her mate. Storm walked up to the Fawns smelling them making sure theres nothing wrong...

"Hey! Why is your pelt so dark!?" one small Fawn says. "Cause its my pelt, why is your so light?" Storm says sternly. The Fawn turned silent. "Come on, lets go to the Great Rocks and play!" A small male says. He does not yet have antlers growing. But Storm already had her first crush, at only 5 months old..
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The Diary of Seed, 12-21-10


Oh, to dance with my beloved in the fireflies, the music of our hoofbeat, the beating of soft wings, the stirring of flowers, delicate as the movements of angels... Perhaps this is the sort of touch I would fight for, her pressing against my neck as we dance... Perhaps it is something that cannot be fought for.

The day started with the realization of twilight, and the fact that I lost my candles. Ah, well -- the Lightbringer's Festival will allow me to get some more. I saw Saosin and Virgil on the hill and went to join them. While I'm not sure why he was a fawn, I was very happy to see him. We sat together, snuggled close, watching the red sink into the earth like water. Eventually both fell asleep, and I considered joining them...

Until I noticed her. I hadn't seen my dear wife since my return (and oh, is that a story to tell), and so we immediately fell to catching up and nuzzle-tagging. Then I led her to the fireflies, in a patch of flowers. We danced. We ran. Our bodies swerved and dipped like those bright stars. I could not stop touching her: her ear like the tattered edge of the wing of a fallen butterfly; her soft wet nose like the ground after the rain; her warm neck ; her soft fur, gleaming in the dimmed light. We'd dance and then leap, we'd leap and then circle each other like watchful birds; we'd circle and we'd laugh and nuzzle one another. The flower patch formed, to me, a long infinity sign, and as I turned figure eight upon figure eight, chasing after her, I felt a bright infinity, and endless future, on me.

Of course, eventually someone showed up and startled my little bird into flight, and we ran into the birch forest, where I had to say my farewell.


I've seen a good many of my friends since my return: they've all done such a fine job of welcoming me home. I'm sorry if today wasn't very coherent; it's the fireflies, you see.
But I'm glad to see that things are well. I'm glad to feel back.
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...what is this?

A diary entry by Triffie.



"I didn't know what this was at first- this huge shadow. Like the one in the willow tree. But it spread out over the land, and I suppose others called it 'darkness.' I must admit.
I was afraid of it."

Wake1236's picture

Ongoing OOC Diaries

For the sake of organizing my blog entries, i'll be putting all of my OOC writing here.
The entries are now newest to oldest.

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MokubaKaiba's picture

Diary of Mokuba Kaiba - He needs to shut up

Diary of a little brother
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Storm's Journal Entry #1

The swift bright blue sky, could not be seen under the forest canopy. A fawn was being born on that very day.

The tiny fawn sneezes loudly, and tries to stand up, but her tiny trembling legs were to weak, she fell in a pile of soft Autumn leaves. It was already starting to snow, and her Mother and Father curled around their fawn so she would not freeze. That tiny fawn sniffled as a flicker of sunlight touched her nose. She wanted to stand up, and now. Her front knees in the decaying soil, and slowly getting up. She, still shaking, but still standing. The next step, take a step. It felt like that hardest thing on Earth, but... She picked up her front right hoof, and starting taking her first steps. Her Mother smiled happily in the fawn's first steps. The tiny fawn looked at her parents, and drew a smile across her face, and snuggled with them once again. And they slept through the long Winter night, keeping each others warmth.



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