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I entered the arena, and I would apperiate if you would vote here's a link

http://www.gaiaonline.com/artarena/index.php?mode=vote&postid=592659

http://www.gaiaonline.com/artarena/index.php?mode=vote&postid=591847

http://www.gaiaonline.com/artarena/index.php?mode=vote&postid=592659

just copy and paste it into your computer, thanks so much! 4laugh

this may sound weird but i think people are getting annoyed of me sweatdrop xp i dont know just hypathecically eek i cant believe i spelled that but anyway i just dont see my friends crying i want to visit them, but something always comes up confused i dont know i just feel weird, cry like people are judging my every move eek

I'm on my spring break right now whee and ive got nothing to do, but i'll probably on gaia most of the time so ...um..yeah sweatdrop lol so any of my friends can pm me or comment and ill respond because im super bored xp and im not going anywhere the whole break *sigh* what to do confused mrgreen

yesterday i went paintballing 3nodding it was SO much fun i would definally go again i got shot in the neck, the hand, the back, and in the leg but it was so worth it! cool it was my first time but i did really good i shot so many people whee but it was so with the pain that i have now mrgreen

Hello everyone! well anyone 3nodding i had i just returned from a trip to las vegas wink it was lots of fun but it was a working vaction *sigh* but i got to see some of my very close friends that moved away a long time ago cool so that was pretty awsome although i probably looked awful from the car trip we were driving for like 9 straight hours xp so my friends probably looked like this eek but we still went out and had fun mrgreen i didnt see them for like 5 months crying oh but their coming to CA to go paintballing with me, ive never done it before i wonder what its like confused i heard that it hurts like heck. one of my other friends has battle scars from going so many times hmm...and my friends seem to like me in pain so im going to get totally KILLED crying well what can i do? but its not till the next friday after this one sweatdrop so i will spend my time wisely before i die 3nodding lol wink

hey if ppl could please comment on my journal that would be nice mrgreen cause u know im writting these things and no ones responding its really sad crying does no one like the way i write? confused so please if you have read my journal please comment mrgreen it would be GRATEFULLY APPERICIATED heart wink i want the opion of anyone please 3nodding now i dont care wheather or not its negative or positive xp write whatever you want ok? razz thank you cool

ok i actually wrote this poem so dont mke fun of me its dedicated to my dad smile
its so i dont forget that he's a lot more than what most people think he is
remember DONT make fun of me i have no need for more names

Dancing Dots
One night when I was gazing upon the sky
I looked up and started to cry

I remember a night like this
One that had a kiss

My father would lay next to me and told me stories of the untold
It was next day that I would remember the stories that he’d unfold

I worked as a maid
I cleaned houses and fireplaces with all sorts of different clay

And when my father was to come home and I found he that did not come afoot
I left in such a rush that I was still covered in soot

That was when I found him
Lying dead where the light was dim

He had no pulse, no life, or limb was alive
What I could’ve done for him to revive

I wandered all day till night
And here I lay staring at the star light

I miss my father dearly and I am alone
But I still have a part of him with me
His stories of the night sky and the ones that have grown
For I am the only one that could understand and see

My father still lives on in me
But ill never hear any new stories
All others seem so bland and seen

The stars help me remember him every night
I wish I could see him once more
I wish I could dance along with him every dark and light
But since I can’t I can only try to be more pure

Just to be with him once more
I loved my father

i have a poem *ahem* "roses are red violets are most poems rhyme but this one doesnt" heart that was totally ausome yay whee