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My Unkymood Punkymood (Unkymoods)
if you're bored...
How well do you think you know me?
The weather
The WeatherPixie
my little guy
elouai's doll maker 3
My Love...
Your love is... by ChibiMarronchan
Your name is...
Your kiss is...mysterious
Your hugs are...warm
Your eyes...twinkle in the moonlight
Your touch is...heart warming
Your smell is...refreshing
Your smile is...hypnotising
Your love is...everlasting
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The hardest things
Life was simple

The Colors of the Rainbow {© 2004}
Red is the color of blood
That flows from my neck

Orange is the color of fire
That melts away my flesh

Yellow is the color of bees
That sting and send poison through my veins

Green is the color of sickness
That rests in my stomach

Blue is the color of pain and sorrow
That has caused me to do this

Purple is the color of the flower
That lies on my grave

And black is the color of death
That has slowly crept upon me
Monkey's poem {© 2004}
And now you come to join the wonders of my life.
So welcome, welcome all.
Enter that which is my hell.
That which is my life still unlived.
Welcome to this the pain that keeps me alive.
Welcome to my broken heart, a result of many relationships passed.
And to this curse, I am forced to live.
To my loneliness which has come from being forced to go.
Welcome to this ... as I leave.
Welcome now, to my suicide.
Life and Love {© 2004}
Life and love alike are similar to flowers. Like a rose. Flowers are born, they bloom, they wilt and they die. That's exactly how life and love work. They are born, bloom, wilt and die and in that time frame we go through so much shit, a herd of cattle could not match it.
Love/Hate {© 2004}
There is a very thin line between love and hate. You don't realize just how thin that line is until you are standing over it; half of you on the side of love and the other half on the side of hate. It is a really confusing time and it's not easy to deal with. All you can do is hope that the time passes quickly.
Cleaning, part 1
Sunday. 7.8.07 4:10 pm
I didn't get up early like I wanted to, but I guess I didn't really have to.

I started cleaning up my apartment today. Now, I have to admit, I haven't vacuumed my apartment in months, but I do have a Swiffer Carpet Flick that I've been using. So the floor wasn't a complete mess. It just hadn't been properly vacuumed. Well, I broke out the vacuume today and ran it over my carpet. There are stains on the carpet from previous residents, but it does look cleaner.

I also cleaned up some of the papers I had lying around on my floor and couch. So now the general living area, the part people see the most, is clean. I still have a lot to do, though. My next goal is the kitchen and my desk. After that I shall tackle the bathroom.

I've had my hair pulled back most of the day. I hate having to put my hair up, but when I'm cleaning I need to so that it doesn't get in my face. Once its up though, I usually keep it up for the remainder of the day. Its a convenience. I don't actually mind having my hair up, its actually putting it up that I don't like doing. My hair rarely cooperates with me.

I'm just about out of food again. I need to go to the store, but its too hot right now. I might even put it off some more and go tomorrow.

Tiff and Adrey are supposed to be coming over either tomorrow or Tuesday. We're gonna have an indoor movie day. Since none of us really has any money, we chose to just stay in and watch movies instead of going out and doing something. About all we need to do is put what little money we have together so that we can get some food to munch on. It should be fun. This is the last time I'm going to see either of them so we're gonna hafta make the best of it.

I'm not sure how its going to work, me seeing Stuart again. With him being on crutches, its a challenge for him to get up the stairs to my apartment. And since he lives with his parents {and someone else; I can't remember who} no one really goes to his place. Its too cheesy {and too expensive} for us to stay at a hotel for a night. And I don't know of anywhere else we could go. Maybe, if he's stubborn enough to want to still play hockey on a messed up ankle, he'll be stubborn enough to come upstair to my place. But, unfortunately, I'm afraid its not going to happen. I really want to see him again before I leave.

I guess that's it for today. I can't really think of anything else to say.
4 Comments.


My dad likes to talk about when he lived in Oregon and had to survive off a loaf of bread and a package of lunch meat for two weeks. Sometimes I think he sees it as one of his greatest accomplishments. You could do the same, but I can't say it would be very fun. :P
» randomjunk on 2007-07-09 01:04:08

I, too, am cleaning. Best of luck.
» Someones_Muse on 2007-07-09 02:07:52

Haha well...
About 6' 1". And a half. Ok my turn...why?

On a different note, I haven't vacuumed my room in the longest time...but that place is so small I think the dust has trouble settling. So in the end it doesn't matter :) Everywhere else is hardwood flooring (*angels singing in the background), and that's marvelously easy to clean.

I just drew a blank and forgot what I was going to say. It'll come to me....
» The-Muffin-Man on 2007-07-09 03:09:56

Yeah, the fact that she's short doesn't really help disguise the height difference much lol.
» The-Muffin-Man on 2007-07-09 03:14:59

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