Good bye blog

HEY THERE EVERYONE. THIS IS IMPORTANT...




'M GOING TO LEAVE THIS BLOG NOW... PLEASE DON'T ASK WHY. SOMEONE CLOSE IS GOING TO TAKE CARE OF IT. I'VE MOVED MY IMPORTANT ARTICLES ON AN OTHER BLOG AND WILL KEEP ON UPDATING THERE. STUPID YOU THINK. BUT THIS IS JUST A PAIN IN MY FAT ASS... (NOT IN THE BAD WAY...JUST A BIG BIG BURDEN... PLEASE DON'T ASK WHAT KIND OF BURDEN BECAUSE IT HURTS JUST TYPING THE WORDS....LITERALLY HURTS).

SO ANYWAY. SOMEONE'S GOING TO TAKE CARE OF MY BABY (A.K.A. THIS BLOG) BUT THAT PERSON WON'T REALLY ANSWER ANY BIG QUESTIONS.

DON'T ASK FOR ANY EXPLANATION BECAUSE IT'S NO USE.

IF YOU DO FIND MY OTHER BLOG, I'LL JUST DELETE THE QUESTIONS PUT IN COMMENTS. I KNOW YOUR ADDY(S) AND KNOW WHO YOU ARE (i'M SPEAKING FOR THOSE WHO KNOW ME VERY WELL)...

BYEBYE....


LIFE'S A HARSH BITCH, I AM TOO. SO DEAL WITH IT.


YOU CANNOT CHANGE THE BITTERNESS OF THE WORLD BY ADDING SUGAR BECAUSE I HATE SUGAR AND I LOVE BITTER THINGS. WTF? HORS SUJET.
# Posté le lundi 27 août 2007 09:58

Chapter 4

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Sorry for the big delay
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CHAPTER 4

I immediately slammed the door wide open to smell the fresh air and the cool breeze through my hair to calm me a little. The only thing was, it was as lifeless as death. Not a wind blew, not a single leaf would crack or make noise. EMPTY is the word for what it looks like... Empty...

Nobody was around, only the ants and grass looked alive. The houses were intact, the trees looked green and the sun was about to fall. I decided to walk down the road towards my school which was quite strange since school was the last place I wanted to spend my time in. Everything was strange anyway, so it didn't make any difference but something was calling me... That thing wanted me in that building for a reason or an other. I kept on walking down the street until I came facing the school's entrance gate. It looked quiet like the rest of the block. The gate squeaked every time I'd open it wider.

As I got closer to the entrance door, the grass around me would turn black and grow roots with thorns. Those tried to grab my legs but I reached the steps before they could. The door wasn't locked, which was quite odd since it was always closed, even during weekdays sometimes, so I entered.
“Come up...”

That voice again. The lockers were open with papers here and there, the class rooms were empty although the lesson on the black board seemed to be written recently and the clock above the exit door stopped working. I climbed up the stairs not knowing what was waiting for me. On my way up, I noticed a necklace lying on a step. It was silver, shaped into a Celtic form. I hesitated for a moment, asking myself if I should pick it up or not but I finally kept it in my pocket just in case. I took a peek outside to see if everything was the same as I left it.

“What happened...” I asked myself. It was already dark outside.

I continued my ascent and reaching the rooftop, I noticed that an other man was there, short around 5ft4 dressed in a black coat. He turned around as I could see his face. He was pale, very pale. His light brown eye were like two round on a while piece of paper. His hair was brown with a little bit of hazel. He smiled sympathetically.

“Freya... It's really you!”
Oh no, not an other one, I told myself. I was now at the point on believing that I was in a TV comedy show, filming everyday people, inventing scenes just to make fun of how seriously they take it. But no... it wasn't. I've noticed the man had guns hidden under his coat as I remembered the necklace.

“- Uhm... Sir, is THIS yours?”

I handed him out the jewelry which was in my back pocket.

“It's actually yours. I guess I just made it slip out of my pocket while going up.”

He came towards me to put it on me.

“-There you go.”

After putting it on, he looked at me and hugged me.

“- Oh Freya! I've missed you so much!”

He was hugging me so tight that I could not breath.
“- You...you... are chocking... me!” I said through short small breaths; he excused himself.
“- Well what did you expect after two years?!
- Two years? Whoa... You might be mistaking me for someone else. Even though there is nobody right now... sir.
- 'Sir'? What?? No... You haven't recovered yet?
- Recovered? I said with a confused look
- From...”

Before he could finish, an other voiced talked coming from my back.

“– What he means is, his name is Dimitri Von Hilpesberg and he is very please on meeting you once more.”

As I turned my back to see who was talking, I realized that he was really, really with his black hair tied back. He was as pale as Dimitri but had gray eyes. He smiled and bent over to give my hand a light kiss.

“-And I am Lucifer Von Hilpesberg. It's a pleasure to meet you again.”

He resembled Dimitri, well, they were brothers, but Lucifer looked older than him. I couldn't really determine his age; he looked about mid twenty seven, twenty eight but is so formal... Dimitri looked young as well but a few years younger than Lucifer. He acts like every eighteen year old but he looks about twenty one... It was truly confusing.

All I knew was that I wasn't alone. I was with these men... These strange men yet who look human enough... Or at least, that was what I thought.







NOTICE

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I already wrote chapter 5 and 6 and currently am doing the 7th but I'm only going to post it in five days or so. mwahaha.
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# Posté le jeudi 26 juillet 2007 06:28

Hey people

Elow everyone that visit my blog.
I haven't posted anything lately because I was out of town.

But don't worry: I'l be writting soon, right after I get my computer to work (low bat, too lazy to charge it.. using an other one... :S)

oki, byez


======== :) big smiiiiile
# Posté le dimanche 22 juillet 2007 18:23

Good charlotte - All black

Take a look at my life, all black
Take
a look at my clothes, all black
Like
Johnny Cash, all black
L
ike the Rolling Stones wanna paint it black



Lik
e The night that we met, all black
Li
ke The color of your dress, all black
Like The seats in my Cadillac
I
used to see red now it's just all black.



As lo
ng as I could remember I dreamed in blackand white
As I
grew up and the sun went down I never felt more alrigh
M
y mother she used to tell me...Son you better get to church
It's a dark dark world and there's evil out there and you know it's
on
ly getting worse



Neve
r been much for weddings or anniversaries but
I
go to a funeral if I'm invited any day of the week
So
me people say that I sound strange some say that I'm not right
But
I find beauty in this world every single night



T
ake a look at my life, all black
T
ake a look at my clothes, all black
L
ike Johnny Cash, all black
L
ike the Rolling Stones wanna paint it black



Like The night that we met, all black
Like The color of your dress, all black
L
ike The seats in my Cadillac
I
used to see red now it's just all black



I sat down at her table at the end of the night
Sh
e was having black coffee and a cigarette, she wasn't wearing white
S
he said, people tell me that I'm strange they say that I'm not right
She said The only time I feel alive is in the dead of night
I think I found the one for me





T
ake a look at my life, all black
Take a look at my clothes, all black
Like Johnny Cash, all black
Like
the Rolling Stones wanna paint it black





Like The night that we met, all black
Like
The color of your dress, all black
L
ike The seats in my Cadillac
I used to see red now it's just all black



I remember feeling so alive
The night I looked into her eyes



T
ake a look at my life, all black
Take
a look at my clothes, all black
Like
Johnny Cash, all black
Lik
e the Rolling Stones wanna paint it black



L
ike The night that we met, all black
Like The color of your dress, all black
Li
ke The seats in my Cadillac
I used to see red
I used to see red
T
ake a look at my life, all black
Take
a look at my life, all black
Take a look at my life, all black
all black
all black
Ta
ke a look at my life, all black
Ta
ke a look at my life, all black
Take a look at my life, all black
all black
all black
all black
all black
all black
# Posté le dimanche 08 juillet 2007 05:28

A tear for every little thing

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A tear for every little thing that meant so much to me and still mean the world to me.
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For my dog,
For
my cat,
For
my grades,
For
my shoes,
F
or my bike,
For
my hair,
F
or my fishy,
For
my baboon,
for
my dolphin,
for
my hippo,
f
or captain Jack,
For
Charleyh,
F
or Romain,
For A
lex,
For Paul,
M
aybe for Ambroise,
Fo
r my rissa.


for every little second I spent over here,


For every moment, big or small,

For everything that has made me what I am.

For everyone I won't, musn't, won't dare to forget.

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A tear for every little thing, everyone, everything... It's not much, but it's something.
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A tear for every little thing
# Posté le lundi 25 juin 2007 07:16