& new york is wonderful in the wintertime

    So have a new moodtheme. Except I don't know if I want to keep it up....my Ned one was pretty sexy. ;) C'mon, it's NED!!!
    There was more point to this post....except my brats of sisters took my writing notebook. I have severe words for them that I've sworn off of. Damn. 

to za dark side....MWAHAHAHA~!!!! -minute of evil laughter- Alright, following in the most presigious footsteps of: autumn_sea (aka: Suzy), stupastu (aka Stu) and cjgirl864 (aka ...-embarressed- Don't know what you like to be called! -hides-) and am taking the plunge.

    If you tell me something about you, I'll (attempt) to write a poem about you. I have to pre-warn you: I'm no where NEAR as amazing as Stu, but I will attempt.
    So, let the 'about me's' begin!!

    I'm changing this journal from an 'art appreciation journal' to a place where I'll post all my writing. Yes, all of it.  I haven't posted in forever about movies, books, whatever. Hence, I shall make it  for all my creative ramblings. Hopefully it shall stay at that, and only that. I'll make a great effort to post on a contintual basis, and hopefully I won't accidentally start venting all over the place. That's manyfacets, where I post all about life, what's happening, and the first place I usually post my writing rambles.

    So, hopefully I can aquire a few more comments and such.

                                                                             ~Onyx

The creep TOUCHED me! Honestly, that's gross! I can still feel his cold fingers going down my neck. Good thing they didn't go down further. I don't think I could have stopped myself from throwing up all over him.

I wonder what Egil, Camlin, Jarek and them are doing.I wish they would hurry up. I know that there's little chance of them ACTUALLY finding me. It's not like I had time to send someone to them with a sealed invitation or anything. Mother will be soooo disappionted when she finds out about that. The fact that invitations weren't sent.


I wonder what this Shraver fellow is all about. I know the whisperes where about him. Of that I'm positive, but I don't know what. There are so many things that they could have been about. I mean, there's everything from sleeping with the maids to treating his stock unkindly, but that doesn't exactly warrent whispers. I don't think people are that incredibly petty. Scratch that, I know that they are, well, some. The rest are either a mix, or aren't.

Sometimes I think it would be so much easier if I was born poor. Then the only thing I would have to complain about is how the crops aren't growing. Either poor or being born a boy. Then I could go to KKS, and I wouldn't be in this mess. Thanks a lot Father!