I can't remember what I was thining when I wrote this post but here we go.
*downs the rest of the bottle and walks to the bar for more*
After reflection I say funny stuff sometimes.
And it's also so not fair that I can take three and a half years of a language, and then still have to look some of it up.
*grabs a new bottle and neatly discards the former.*
And on top of it I can't speak it well at all.
*Takes a rather liberal swig, swallowing slowly, with a rather pleasent look on his face.*
On the plus side, I can understand it verbally. So even if I can't talk back I can definately be sure your not saying anything about me.
*Taking a look at the bottle, a slight mumble occurs.*
You know the way I rambled on you'd think me less than sober, least that's what I began to think just now, but being tired could very well do the same thing. Randomness is a necesity of course. But that's a topic for another day. For today I'll just ramble and maybe say stuff again.
*Starts doing leg and back stretches. Circling the neck and wrists, and despite it being bad, popping some knuckles.*
I'm currently in the process of learning to make a paper rose. Darn how my space bar sticks. And it will be part of my collection of games, none of which are sports, because I don't enjoy them. Speaking of which muffins or pie which do you perfer? I was just playing Halo 2, and I'm not very good. But it's okay because shinai fights are fun...
*Stops stretching and sits down.*
Confused? Don't be.
And now for something completely different, I'll go swimming.
*Hurridly changes and rinses before climbing into the pool.*
I'd gamble instead but I'm rather attached to money.
*Swims across and floats back.*
Then again...
Surely there was once a time
and not the happy sort
which bor the brunt of people
who had little to do but die.
Of course this could only be becaue
of the fact that none of them were grown
and instead the were all children
without home or family.
On and off they'd thought awhile
on whether or not they would be able
upon the end to meet someone
who would care enough for them.
As it stood the only thing they new was eachother
for left had anyone of worldly worth
so far as it concerned them
and only children with no siblings remained.
A group was formed and talk did they
death and live the subjects
after death discussions held only argument
and nothing ever came of it.
Until came a time that a decision made
and who was right could be found
simple enough to take your life
and see it for yourself.
It seemed to all an idea
undisputed for awhile
no one voiced doubts of kinds
either large or small.
Until of course only two were left
the rest had carried through
seeing now the truth of time
matters now were closed for them.
The two remaining one unsettled
the other knife in hand
what ho a stall from mouth
a voice to stop the sand.
"But life" the sound
walls slow and start to crumble
revealing hidden depths
reflections between eyes.
Both within the other now
thruths are left unsaid
lives mingled on and on
love, the caring from within.
Now to retire to the ice room for a change.
I'm very tired.
Goodnight everybody!
*Performs night time stuff after changing back, and goes to bed.*
 Dragice Ryudo · Fri Sep 01, 2006 @ 05:00am · 1 Comments |
