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i would like to learn russian.
and mabee fly to korea.
and learn korean too.
and grow my hair out.
and publish some story.
about some person.
who did somthing great.
so i could earn money.
so i could buy a godam mac.
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Thursday, June 26, 2008
Tuesday, June 24, 2008
life
i wish life were a video game :[
sometimes while playing a game like oblivion ill save and kill the people who piss me off. ilike to do that. jump up ontop of a house and just shoot gaurds with arrows and fire balls.
then, they stop showing up and the bodies are littering the ground. then i start on other people. i only spare the ones i like. then i load and get up in the people i killed faces. i love doing that. somthing about that makes me feel happy. hahahahaha im such a looser.
anyway, im looking for somthing to do to keep my mind off how stupid life is. any ideas? thought not. no one even reads this anyway. haha they have better things to do.
and dixon owes me 6 bucks. for lunch.
whatever.
sometimes while playing a game like oblivion ill save and kill the people who piss me off. ilike to do that. jump up ontop of a house and just shoot gaurds with arrows and fire balls.
then, they stop showing up and the bodies are littering the ground. then i start on other people. i only spare the ones i like. then i load and get up in the people i killed faces. i love doing that. somthing about that makes me feel happy. hahahahaha im such a looser.
anyway, im looking for somthing to do to keep my mind off how stupid life is. any ideas? thought not. no one even reads this anyway. haha they have better things to do.
and dixon owes me 6 bucks. for lunch.
whatever.
goodnight moon...
"yes but the REAL reason you are here is to investigate jack's disappearance. I know, i was the one who shot him....or so Nicole says."
She took a sip of wine and settled into the chair opposite her.
"hmm. That wouldn't make sense. my information tells me that he is being held hostage by your father." Anne thought the information he received was correct. confused, she looked into Paige's eyes for clues. But Paige offered only words.
"hah. I'm sorry to disappoint you, but your friend wont be found alive, if he is found at all."
she smiled, but her eyes saddened.
"why did Nicole stage you?" Asked Anne.
"because shes a bitch. You know, my step-mother, her mom, would only marry my father if she took Niki in as his own. My father though, he couldn't except her as his child. He was too attached to me. Nicole knew that the bond we shared was because of my mothers death. so her plan was made. She would shoot me, and make it look like Jack had done it. getting jack out of her life, and me out of my dad's hair. then she would-"
"-take your place as daddy's little princess. She was smart to think of that."Paige looked a little flustered but kept at her story.
"What she didn't know is that Jack and i had, er...encounters. She was prepared for the murder emotionally, so with dad's hand gun, she followed jack down the hallway and into the room. of course the last thing jack was thinking about was self defence. there she sat, outside my door until he heard talking. Then it just happened. i heard the door swing open, and pushed jack away form me. she saw movement, and shot. too bad for jack that he was the one moving.
she dropped the gun and ran out." this time the sadness spread throughout her face, bringing down her smile. Paige looked like she was on the verge of tears.
"what did your father think?"
Paige took a heavy breath and continued.
"he wasn't in. Instead the kitchen staff came huffing down the hallway. of course i was mortified, seeing all this in a day really put my wits on end. i just broke down."
Seeming to end the story, she showed a silly smile and recomposed herself.
"so why am i here? i came for jack, and that's not a possibility, so now what. why are you telling me?" As Anne asked this question, Paige's eyes wondered off and she began to tell.
"because the amount of things going wrong with my father is just to much for him. I'm afraid his mental state is chipping away. he often gets out of control and throws fits. and I'm pretty sure he would burn down the white house to save me, which scared me. He usually tells me how good I'm going to fit in in the new world. and....and i think hes being truthful." Paige was more flustered than she was before. Anne was worried of where this was going and was sure she wouldn't like it, But encouraged her to continue.
"go on.."
"the other day i did some snooping. All i needed was a red marker, and so i went looking in his office. I know he keeps that stuff at top security, but he would never dare lock anything away from me. So as i was rummaging though the drawer, i noticed a small hole in the corner. It was a false bottom. i emptied the drawer and lifted the bottom, and underneath were papers and documents signed by all foreign sounding names. the name i recognised was Kysko Huni. who is-"
"-one of the most powerful men in north Korea. thought to hold hundreds of nuclear labs across his small empire." Anne finished for her. the story began to go together in her head.
"yes, anyway i was shocked to see these papers of power agreements and negotiation. almost like he was leading a double life." Paige finished with a desperate glance at Anne. Anne thought about this, and something seemed wrong. Then she remembered what she had read in the update on the Network that morning.
"but that doesn't really make sense."She began, "Huni disappeared a week ago while in Germany for a treaty signing. The UN thought it was assassination, but as much as they investigated, they couldn't scrape a hint of evidence. And that still doesn't explain why I'm here." Now the story fell apart, and Anne was at the beginning again. Yet again, Paige had an explanation.
"That's when i knew my father was up for no good. This could destroy our family, or worse. So i made an anonymous call and told a little white lie. I knew my father would be on the lookout for his names in the networks, so i used the Jack story. Now you are here and i want you to find out what he is up to. please, i know this might seem like a huge favor, but its all i ask." Paige was upset, but she knew this had to be done. Anne could see how much she loved her father and how worried she was that he was making all the wrong choices. so, she had little objection in agreeing with Paige.
"alright. ill peak around." she answered.
She took a sip of wine and settled into the chair opposite her.
"hmm. That wouldn't make sense. my information tells me that he is being held hostage by your father." Anne thought the information he received was correct. confused, she looked into Paige's eyes for clues. But Paige offered only words.
"hah. I'm sorry to disappoint you, but your friend wont be found alive, if he is found at all."
she smiled, but her eyes saddened.
"why did Nicole stage you?" Asked Anne.
"because shes a bitch. You know, my step-mother, her mom, would only marry my father if she took Niki in as his own. My father though, he couldn't except her as his child. He was too attached to me. Nicole knew that the bond we shared was because of my mothers death. so her plan was made. She would shoot me, and make it look like Jack had done it. getting jack out of her life, and me out of my dad's hair. then she would-"
"-take your place as daddy's little princess. She was smart to think of that."Paige looked a little flustered but kept at her story.
"What she didn't know is that Jack and i had, er...encounters. She was prepared for the murder emotionally, so with dad's hand gun, she followed jack down the hallway and into the room. of course the last thing jack was thinking about was self defence. there she sat, outside my door until he heard talking. Then it just happened. i heard the door swing open, and pushed jack away form me. she saw movement, and shot. too bad for jack that he was the one moving.
she dropped the gun and ran out." this time the sadness spread throughout her face, bringing down her smile. Paige looked like she was on the verge of tears.
"what did your father think?"
Paige took a heavy breath and continued.
"he wasn't in. Instead the kitchen staff came huffing down the hallway. of course i was mortified, seeing all this in a day really put my wits on end. i just broke down."
Seeming to end the story, she showed a silly smile and recomposed herself.
"so why am i here? i came for jack, and that's not a possibility, so now what. why are you telling me?" As Anne asked this question, Paige's eyes wondered off and she began to tell.
"because the amount of things going wrong with my father is just to much for him. I'm afraid his mental state is chipping away. he often gets out of control and throws fits. and I'm pretty sure he would burn down the white house to save me, which scared me. He usually tells me how good I'm going to fit in in the new world. and....and i think hes being truthful." Paige was more flustered than she was before. Anne was worried of where this was going and was sure she wouldn't like it, But encouraged her to continue.
"go on.."
"the other day i did some snooping. All i needed was a red marker, and so i went looking in his office. I know he keeps that stuff at top security, but he would never dare lock anything away from me. So as i was rummaging though the drawer, i noticed a small hole in the corner. It was a false bottom. i emptied the drawer and lifted the bottom, and underneath were papers and documents signed by all foreign sounding names. the name i recognised was Kysko Huni. who is-"
"-one of the most powerful men in north Korea. thought to hold hundreds of nuclear labs across his small empire." Anne finished for her. the story began to go together in her head.
"yes, anyway i was shocked to see these papers of power agreements and negotiation. almost like he was leading a double life." Paige finished with a desperate glance at Anne. Anne thought about this, and something seemed wrong. Then she remembered what she had read in the update on the Network that morning.
"but that doesn't really make sense."She began, "Huni disappeared a week ago while in Germany for a treaty signing. The UN thought it was assassination, but as much as they investigated, they couldn't scrape a hint of evidence. And that still doesn't explain why I'm here." Now the story fell apart, and Anne was at the beginning again. Yet again, Paige had an explanation.
"That's when i knew my father was up for no good. This could destroy our family, or worse. So i made an anonymous call and told a little white lie. I knew my father would be on the lookout for his names in the networks, so i used the Jack story. Now you are here and i want you to find out what he is up to. please, i know this might seem like a huge favor, but its all i ask." Paige was upset, but she knew this had to be done. Anne could see how much she loved her father and how worried she was that he was making all the wrong choices. so, she had little objection in agreeing with Paige.
"alright. ill peak around." she answered.
Its just...
information is your best weapon in your arsenal. never underestimate a good lie. with information and a well told lie, you may live a little longer, or just get something you want. i never really thought about the things i know and how much some people want to know them. the ways you can twist them and influence them to do something or get something in return for the information is awesomeness. i know i haven't fully understood and mastered this though. I'm still struggling with the part with returning the favor. i do know that in some parts of the world, information can be sold and bought just like merchandise. sold to the highest bidder or payer. but you have to be tricky and hope they don't screw you over with something that's worthless. so i guess instead of trading information you should sell it for solid things like food or money.
of course you always have the risk your informer is lying. but you too can play that game. use the information you have and change it around. twist it up or make it shorter. if it doesn't make much sense, explain how you picked it up off of a drunk man in Zimbabwe. it always works. trust me.
or don't because i have no experience. I'm just a little girl blogging ever so innocently.
or am i?
:0
of course you always have the risk your informer is lying. but you too can play that game. use the information you have and change it around. twist it up or make it shorter. if it doesn't make much sense, explain how you picked it up off of a drunk man in Zimbabwe. it always works. trust me.
or don't because i have no experience. I'm just a little girl blogging ever so innocently.
or am i?
:0
Tuesday, June 17, 2008
Monday, June 16, 2008
interffearemce
the noise like a mad bull pushing forward with all of its might.
the awsomeness of its inderence has kept me wondering.
working working working untill the job is done.
untill the rain stops and the beeping ceeses.
the time is now and the night is young.
i hold on to my life like a frightened child.
clinging to the blankie all torn and whitered with holes.
My life was like that blanket.
i held tight, ripping the blanket even more untill it fell apart in my hands.
falling to the floor and turning to ash.
the bull stoped charging.
the rain stoped and the beeping ceesed.
the night slowly faded away into dawn.
the light melting my body.
melting my body onto the floor where i lay.
frozen in time.
slightly smiling.
time for me to die.
-laura 3:35 pm June 16th 2008
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this was an emoish poem that was VERY random.
hope you like/hate it.
hope it makes you think.
the awsomeness of its inderence has kept me wondering.
working working working untill the job is done.
untill the rain stops and the beeping ceeses.
the time is now and the night is young.
i hold on to my life like a frightened child.
clinging to the blankie all torn and whitered with holes.
My life was like that blanket.
i held tight, ripping the blanket even more untill it fell apart in my hands.
falling to the floor and turning to ash.
the bull stoped charging.
the rain stoped and the beeping ceesed.
the night slowly faded away into dawn.
the light melting my body.
melting my body onto the floor where i lay.
frozen in time.
slightly smiling.
time for me to die.
-laura 3:35 pm June 16th 2008
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this was an emoish poem that was VERY random.
hope you like/hate it.
hope it makes you think.
Friday, June 13, 2008
Tim Russet...Why did you have to die?
ok so this guy was my all time fav reporter dude. i always laughed at his face.(in a good way) just thought id share that with the world..
here is a pic
T.T sad isnt it..
Tuesday, June 10, 2008
Today At The Library....
i searched skizzers on Google.
looked at ninja pictures.
cut up paper.
had a comment fight with dixon on facebook.
my day was productive. :]
looked at ninja pictures.
cut up paper.
had a comment fight with dixon on facebook.
my day was productive. :]
Monday, June 9, 2008
Sexy Actors That Make The Movie Worth Its Gold
ok so boyfriend or no boyfriend, a girls gatta have her eye candy right??
so here are some SHL(sexy hunks of love) that got my eye.
first off, who couldent resist a dangerous man named Bond, James Bond..
yum
im not so into the looks of the older bonds, but Pierce Brosnan caught my eye and soon after Daniel Craig. Somthing about thier sexy, coldblooded humor..makes ME want to be a Bond girl! :b and doesnt daniel's body just perfect for a speedo?
another man on my mind david duchovny. oh man. he drives me insane. haha lol
some more to come!!!!
dixon
everyone thinks he is a horrible person because is mean to the people he knows and nice to the people he doesnt know.
by the way, i really like coffie ice cream.
oh yeah, and he doesnt answer phones and he just asked me if this was the teen library blog. :[
and now he is creating a blog called "dixons blog that is way cooler than lauras"
to visit it go here: dixons bullcrap blog
and leave tome nasty comments why dont ya!?
by the way, i really like coffie ice cream.
oh yeah, and he doesnt answer phones and he just asked me if this was the teen library blog. :[
and now he is creating a blog called "dixons blog that is way cooler than lauras"
to visit it go here: dixons bullcrap blog
and leave tome nasty comments why dont ya!?
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