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Jun. 7th, 2008

Picnik+Photobucket+Google+Me=

I can't figure out how to worl photoshop, so instead, I make crappy banners with picnik and google images! YEY!

Anyewho, here are some of my latest creations;

http://i244.photobucket.com/albums/gg22/Meyiyah/RPattz/pinchpicnh.jpg

http://i244.photobucket.com/albums/gg22/Meyiyah/RPattz/iceybanner.jpg

http://i244.photobucket.com/albums/gg22/Meyiyah/RPattz/6.jpg

and some non rpattz ones...


http://i244.photobucket.com/albums/gg22/Meyiyah/Cats/boxing_kitty_full.jpg

http://i244.photobucket.com/albums/gg22/Meyiyah/Cats/ai001938scw_kittens.jpg

http://i244.photobucket.com/albums/gg22/Meyiyah/Cats/01_04_52---Kitten_web.jpg


http://i244.photobucket.com/albums/gg22/Meyiyah/Cats/cats0348wt.jpg

http://i244.photobucket.com/albums/gg22/Meyiyah/Cats/cat2.jpg


http://i244.photobucket.com/albums/gg22/Meyiyah/Cats/evil-eye.jpg


http://i244.photobucket.com/albums/gg22/Meyiyah/Cats/black-hat-cat.jpg

and my personal favorite...


http://i244.photobucket.com/albums/gg22/Meyiyah/Cats/funny-kittens.jpg


Live Journal is being funky on me, so some of these may not work right....

Ugh, its 2:30, so I really should be sleeping. But I just don't have the energy....
if that makes any sense.

And my back hurts.

Oh, well. ttfn.

Jun. 3rd, 2008

A Bunch Of Haiku's

Erm, I didn't really feel like titling all of these, so they each come with a little introduction. ENJOY!

 This one is stupid, I know. But you don't have to like it. :P

Time flies like a gnat;
twisting, turning, then crashing
into life's eyeballs.


This one isn't even good, but its something I noticed during a storm.

People say rainbows
have all existing colors.
So, where's black and white?


I was thinking about my Alternate Twilight fic, and just all creative writing in general when I wrote this.

Like water flows smooth
so fingers tap keys, go on
new worlds given life


I don't really remember what I was thiking about when I wrote this. First, it was about poison, then death, then it kind of curved into life. Oh well.

Sharp tang of death, taste
the lies that fill your life, go
time beyond awaits


I really like freestyle dancing, and most people tend to connect that with being wasted. I don't, but I threw it in there anyway. ^.^

A drink. Lets dance the
night away, succumb to joy
of movement, feeling


This could be about a number of things. Soldiers, a funeral, and exam, getting buzzed, whatever you think fits.

Steady, march onward
try not to think, to fear, fall
we mourn for life lost

The Elephant

 I'm not really sure if this counts as poetry, or what. But here it is.


The Elephant


I watched on TV a pride of African lions take down an Elephant.

Alone, a lion does not stand a chance against a fully-grown elephant. Its size and will to survive is enough to keep it safe.


But then, the pissed off lioness will go and tell all her other lioness friends that there is a rambuncious Elephant at large, and must be dispossed of. He might also serve the purpose of feeding the kids and their good-for-nothing husbands.


With this, the group approaches the unsuspecting beast from all sides. Thinking its safe now, after fighting off one lioness, the hunters give it then benefit of the doubt.


Then when its head is down, drinking maybe, or sleeping, a lone hunter will jump at it from the front, scaring it backwards into the ambush. Here, the Elephant will ultimately meet a painful end.


The similarities to politics just amazed me.

Fake World

These are just some lyrics that I wrote. I still trying to think of a good tune for them, but at least I got the words down.

Fake World

Isn't it sad, the way we live.
How we hurt and hate and never forgive.
The way we deny what makes us cry.
Its been so long, now, we don't even try.

(chorus)
And I just want to leave, 'cause I can't take it
and I just want to be free, 'cause I won't take it.
Makes me wonder, what if the world were different, if we all weren't ruled by our fear.
Maybe then we could learn to love eache other, and might begin to hear
all the words of the people who don't live in our fake world. We might begin to hear
the whole truth from the people who live above our fake world. We might begin to see
Our fake world.

Isn't it sick, the way we pretend.
The masks we glue on, will it ever end?
Our plastic feelings and silicone thoughts.
I'm just so damn tired of all these robots.

It just breaks my heart, how everyone hides.
Afraid to be judged for what we feel inside.
How can most of act like its no big deal,
when nothing we love, hate or know is real?

(chorus)
And I just want to leave, 'cause i can't take it
and I just want to be free, 'cause I won't take it.
Makes me wonder, what if the world were different, if we all weren't ruled by our fear.
Maybe then we could learn to love each other, and might begin to hear 
all the words of the people who won't live in our fake world. We might begin to hear 
the whole truth from the people who live above our fake world. We might begin to see 
Our fake world.


I think its pathetic, the way we ignore 
the way things should be. We just toss on the floor 
the opinions of those not exactly the same
as ours. I'm so tired of playing this game.


I pray to god that one day we'll see 
the way that things should actually be. 
Sometimes I wonder if its too late. 
But all thats left to do now is wait.


(chorus) 
And I just want to leave, 'cause I can't take it 
and I just want to be free, 'cause I won't take it. 
Makes me wonder, what if the world were different, if we all weren't ruled by our fear. 
Maybe then we could learn to lvoe each other, and might begin to hear 
all the words of the people who won't live in our fake world. We might begin to hear 
the whole truth from the people who live above our fake world. We might begin to see 
Our fake world.


We might begin to see 
Our fake world.

I Must've Made A Wrong Turn Somewhere

Granted, this is not my favorite peice I've ever done, but here it is nonetheless.  I had the idea for this poem when I saw the movie Even Money, when the guy is talking about how everyone wants more of something. Combining that and my sense of humor, I came up with this. Enjoy.

I must've made a wrong turn somewhere...

There is something we all constantly seek.

Though some of us know not what it is, we always live for it.

For what is life, if not the death of simplicity and birth of confusion?

Many theories form, each different, each unwhole, as where we came from; where we go.

But each is just a guess, as we have noe-one's word besides our own.


Perhaps, as evolution dictates, my oldest ancestor was, in fact, a fish.

Maybe, as the bible dictates, my greatest grandfather was first a hole full of dirt.

Or possibly, as my sense of humor dictates, one fateful day of unexistance, mankind burst forth from a pile of gray slop. And so, the world was born.


But what drives our bodies to live, to breath, to move; our souls?

If so, what binds them to our gory, pulsating hearts and somewhat useless brains?

Nobody's forcing them, as far as we know.

I sometimes like to think that, one day, they were all out for a good laugh and the joke went horribly wrong.

Unless, of course, after all these years of companionship, they simply feel obliged to stick to us and make sure the mistakes we make aren't too consequential

Or maybe, considering the last few generations of people, they are dragged kicking and screaming from their nice pool of soul-mush by their cruel soul-mush parents trying to convince them that, "Hey, its not that bad..."

If I'm right, then this is not the only life in which our parents pointlessly (and mindlessly) lie to us, supposedly for our own good.


But seeing as we (my body, soul, pencil, and this peice of paper) are stuck here for the time being, I find myself with nothing better to do than join the rat race and begin my own search for more.

Because there is something we all constantly seek.

Though some of us know not what it is, we always live for it; live for more.

More money, more power, more love, more skill, more admiration, more life.

And seeing as we're all stuck here for the time being, we join each other, band together, and help each other in our search for more.


And so humans live, dragging each other kicking and screaming through the trials and tribulations of life.

YAYA! FIRST POST!

Okey dokey, artichokie. Here is my first post.

'Kay, this journal is gonna be mostly for my orignal writing and work  and stuff like that.

Right now, I'm trying to transfer everything from my other blog, which no-one visited, to this one. Thus, because of the lack of visitation, i started over here.

So everything might be a little sloppy and chaotic.

Well, I like twilight. Thats obvious. I write mostly twilight fanfics, but I've started to write other stuff.

 Apparently, there are these writing magazines where you can enter contests and win $500. Somehow, that seems a bit more rewarding (wink wink, nudge nudge). 

Anywho, for anyone who cares, here is the link to my fanfics. Yay.

For anyone else who cares, here is the link to the twilight fansite I co-own.

Okay, imma start transfering my shizzle. toodles!

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