Rant-vent-writing, will delete if it pisses off too many people.
Please don't take anything in this block of text seriously, it's pure opinion and if you disagree, it's more constructive to just hit that backspace-button and get outta here, 'cause you'll sooner see a concrete wall budge before me. Also, keep in mind that I'm Danish and therefore harbour a deep, in-bred hatred for all things Swedish. Well, not really, but still.
Not sure what'll happen though. My brother has work and Mom plans to do some things but she and I might do something. I think I have an errand or two to run. We had lunch yesterday at T.G.I.Fridays as a pre-birthday thing, and tomorrow my brother is going to treat me to a movie.
Anyway, I feel old today. -_-'' And I have this song stuck in my head:
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Update:
Mom and I left the house earlier and got a few things done. We stopped at Starbucks for coffee and then went to Old Navy. She got me some jeans for my birthday, and afterward we went by Sam's Club and got a few things.
When my brother came home for his lunch break, he gave me his present: a World of Warcraft t-shirt of one of my favorite races in the game, and also Metroid: Other M for the Wii.
My aunt and grandparents should be here in about 20 minutes, and after that Mom is going to leave and do a few things of her own, so I may try out Metroid (even though I have a long list of games I need to finish).
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<
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!!!
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 )
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..
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.
"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."
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A diary entry by Triffie.
