DarkGold WolfEyes

Yeah, yeah, yeah. So it’s a long title, okay, so It’s more like a sentence than a title. But, its MY blog and I can do whatever I want to it! ….*looks around wildly*

You know, you look reeeeeeeeeeeal familiar. As in familiar, I-know-where-you live-so-you-can’t-criticize-me-or-suffer-a -fatal-death, kind of familiar. Yeah that’s it…..

Um, so anywho, How have you been?

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P.S. There are two new postings in “stories folder” for White Oaks series.

Hello World,

or minor grouping of friends and family, teehee. I’ve placed part two of White Oaks in the stories folder, and there is a new poem too. And as I know I can rest assured that you will absolutely adore and worship my artistic scope in these small samplings, I shall pass the time by waiting for you comments of devotion and love for my skillza!

… What? Am I wrong?

Alrighty, so I’ve freshened up the site by trashing some of the crappier (and slightly embarrassing) pieces I put up and they will never be spoken of again. So Shhhhh!  *whispers intently*  They never existed!

And moving on… I thought I would test out a revamped opening to a story “White Oaks”, see what kinda response I get… (Ok ok, If I get a response). Don’t be too harsh now.

Yep. That’s all I got to say about that.
Busy dealing with crappy life stuff, so I apologize to all my devoted readers. (cough, cough). I will try to post more stuff sooner than later but its kinda of hard to write at the moment. Well, that’s all for now.

I posted a new poem, “Dream Fever”. One I created for a literature class a long time ago. I read up on Johannesburg and the apartheid laws, intrigued when I read Langston Hughes’s “Johannesburg Mines”. I found out a lot of things that sickened me and this poem is sort of the result. It comes from the perspective of the natives who where victims of common place prejuidice.

I don’t understand humans’ liking of cruelty. Glad I’m not one. *eyes dart around nervously* Hehehe. Did I say that aloud?

Oh, I also added on two new Smilies in my wannnabe art section.

Part Two- B is now posted in the stories folder, along with more choices… Well, that’s all I can get my tired mind to say so have fun destroying and creating fictious lives.

BTW, how do you like my new layout? Dan made it for me. Fancy huh? It looks best in mozilla, not IE… due to my brother’s hatred of that browser.

I posted “Part Two- A” of the Your Choice Story, so you can stop complaining now. It hasn’t totally covered the two new choices you guys picked though so bear with me, its just section “A” of “Part Two”, okay? You guys made it too complicated picking those choices. Look now I’m complaining. You’re giving me bad habits.

Oh, and I did some renaming on the “Part One”, cause it was boring just being called “Part One”. Right? So dont go and freak out on me or anything… Not that I think your a freak or something. Or (If you like being freakish) that you couldn’t out-freak me, I’m not saying I’m too much Freak for you. Unless you like the freakish thing to be competitive, so I’m not saying I think your being competitive is insulting or wrong….

Um, this could go on forever so lets just change topics and call a truce. No offeneses made, everyone happy. Yes happy flowers, bees, little tiny blue people with white hats (kinda like the smurfs but with more than one female for better reproduction of their race and survival), and care bears, and unicorns…
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Hey look its exclamation points ! ! ! ! !

Yuppity yup. working on the second part of the Your Choice Story… finally! Cause I got time to do it now. And you wanna know why? Yes. *smirks* That’s right.
I graduated with an associate’s degree. I, yes, I have the power. Me, all me. Muhahaha! The Universe is now mInE!!!! MiNe I tell you! MINE! Muhahahahahaha!

*cough, cough*

Yep, that’s all I had to say…Stop staring at me, I’m perfectly fine.

New poem is posted too. Don’t forget to write a compliment about it. No complaints though. I cant take criticism. I’m weak. (And scared of mean people) ;D

Check out The Stories folder for new post. I’m trying something new. A collaborative effort that I hope will spark up my interest to write, as I am in a slump. (My posture has always been bad…) Uhhh yeah so…. dont think too hard about what I say, it’ll give you a headache. And you don’t want that. Unless your some kinda freak who enjoys headaches, like an alien who sucks in energy through its cellular construct.

… I just reread my last comments… I’m tired okay?