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sigh
u no how I'm feeling

Silently creeping
nothing but blackness
A monster blacks out the sun
Cold and cruel
It's eye, large an round
Surveys his land
He spreads chills through the village
Humans shiver
They dive under cloth and slip into unconsciousness
The monster's scales sparkle like gems
it's body turning from blue to violet to black
Darkness
It creeps in
Closer
Closer
The monster screams
Silent scream
It is changing
Black to violet to blue
The monter disappears
It's gone
But it will return
Becuase the monster , Night
Always has it's revenge

blah blah blah blah blah blah

I'm soooooooooooooo crazy. Anywaz dis is ma R.E homework from a while ago
So you don't get confused it's a song to the tune to how u remind me by nickleback
and it's bout reincarnation
ENJOY☺

Verse
Never made it as a shudra,
Couldn’t cut it as a harijan stealing,
Tired of living like a Vaishya,
Wanna get up to heavenly Moksha.
And this is how you remind me. This is how you remind me of Reincarnation, this is how you remind me of reincarnation!
Chorus
It’s not like you, to be a Brahmin,
Last time I saw you, you were a harijan,
Must have had, good Karma
But now your slipping down almost a Kshatriya
And I’ve been wrong, I’ve been down, to the animals at the bottom!
These five words in my head, scream “Are we in Moksha yet?” Yet? Yet? Yet? No no.
Yet? Yet? Yet? NO NO!
Verse
It’s not like I did bad!
Praying every day and burning Incense
But my karma must have been bad!
I’m getting lower and it’s driving me insane. And this is how you remind me of reincarnation this is how you remind me of Reincarnation!
Chorus
It’s not like you, to be a Brahmin,
Last time I saw you, you were a harijan,
Must have had, good Karma
But now your slipping down almost a Kshatriya
And I’ve been wrong, I’ve been down, to the animals at the bottom!
These five words in my head, scream “Are we in Moksha yet?” Yet? Yet? Yet? No no.
Yet? Yet? Yet? NO NO! Yet? Yet? Yet? No no. Yet? Yet? Yet? NO NO…
Bridge
Never made it as a shudra,
Couldn’t cut it as a harijan stealing, And this is how you remind me. This is how you remind me. This is how you remind me of Reincarnation, this is how you remind me of reincarnation!
Chorus
It’s not like you, to be a Brahmin,
Last time I saw you, you were a harijan,
Must have had, good Karma
BUT NOW YOUR SLIPPING DOWN ALMOST A KSHATRIYA!
And I’ve been wrong, I’ve been down, to the animals at the bottom!
These five words in my head, scream “Are we in Moksha yet?”
Yet? Yet? Are we in Moksha yet?
Yet? Yet? Are we in Moksha yet?
Yet? Yet? Are we in Moksha yet?
Yet? Yet? No… No…

U LIKE? under stand? Couse not

Yawn

I don't even need to tell you why i'm writing this but yeah im bored (this is to common) anyways im going to right a story on my blog. Why? Because i get easily bored that's why!

For some life is simple. Some people wish their life was more interesting. The fact you actually have time to read this, probably means you life is as boring as a brick.
Do you want to do something interesting for a change? Something exciting, thrilling and dangerous? Believe me, you don’t. Not if the sort of thing you’re thinking about is as ‘exciting’ as my life. If you were me you would be rushing to the second hand life shop to pick up a boring life. One that almost guaranties you’ll survive to be 20. One that doesn’t involve man eating mutants and evil magicians trying to conker the world. Like I said, if you were me you’d want your life gone for ever. So this is why I took the time to write this, to encourage you NOT to go looking for trouble. To protect you, so that you can live you happy life in front of the telly or playing football, what ever it is normal kids do. I’m Bella Rosovarna and this is my story.


Chapter 1

Being me, I can sum it up in one word. Complicated. Oh and a few swear words I’d rather not write down. Something is always wrong and because of who I am, I have to go fix it. Great. But it is interesting. I get to meet loads of new people, young, old, weird, demented. Thing is most of them, however friendly they may seem, try to kill me and that’s never good for social business. And as you can imagine, I don’t have many friends. Can I say duh? So enough about me and how I have an appalling social life, let’s be and all cliché and start at the very beginning.

I started off as a baby, duh, and had two parents, double duh, and I was pretty normal. Until of course both my parents died in a freak accident and I was sent to an orphanage like a million miles from my real home. Poor little me. So yeah that was pretty tragic and I was pretty mortified, mostly because I was four and I had to leave my teddy behind but, hey, I was too young to understand. My orphanage was hell in a brick house. The hygiene was so bad I was scared to err ‘go’ in the toilet. It’s not surprising half the children died before their next birthday while living there. I didn’t, one because I’m generally awesome and two because I spent half the time raiding the cupboards and covering myself in disinfectant which, surprisingly, was used in the house! Where? The staffs’ quarters of course. I was so clever, plus it smelled good to. After a while the head began to notice disappearing bottles of it and smelled a rat (unsurprising considering how many live in this joint) and after about two seconds of thorough investigation pointed the finger of blame at little old me. Mostly because he hated me and partly because I smelled of lemon and lime fairy liquid.

Rather random huh?

Pics

POic

POic

POic

I apoligise

i think sky (www.the-fire-in-the-sky.blogspot.com) has taken over my mind
She rites poems like all the time
And now the poem bug
Has infected me 2
O noes!!!!!!!!!!
'_'
Damm

Poetic moment (this is starting 2 worry moi)

Nothing
It stretches on and on
Never ending
Never beginning
Nothing
There is Nothing
What is nothing?
No one knows.
Nothing
It is there
It is every where
And no where
At the same time
Nothing
Nothing at all
Is it death
Is it life
Is it the answer to our problems
No
Because it's nothing
And nothing
Doesn't
Exist

Spell it wit moi B-O-R-E-D

Brill im bored
AGAIN
how many times must this unfortunate curse that is boredom fall upon the very sholders that are mine
Okay wat the heck was that last line about?
I mean seriously
Where the heck did that come from.
I'm going
M-A-D
For those so dimwitted they can barely walk and talk at the same time
That spells mad
As in crazy mad
Not angry mad
Angry mad is one of those emotions that evades me completly and...
KT GET AWAY FROM ME IM TRYING TO BLOG I WILL DESTROY U IF YOU DONT LEAVE ME ALONE RIGHT NOW!!!!!!!
Sorry wat was i talking about
O yes
The fact that i never ever get angry at any one
including my sis kt
who i was just 'talking' to
Cause im a nice sis that talks to her
Don't even think about laughing
cause it isn't funny
Okay so i do have some tinsy winsy issues with anger
but only at hom
I don't shout at my friends
Cause im an angel in disguise
....................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................o come on you didn't seriously believe that
did u?

It kinda makes you think

I've been reading a blog by one of my teachers called the double march (www.doublemarch.blogspot.com) and it about his journey across Russia and China.
It's really scary in a way, because it's to raise awareness about... well you'll just have to look for yourself

Yet again...

yet again I'm totally bored
Yep
Pretty often that happens

Dew across the moonlit sky
How much does pass me by.
Gazing forever wondering
What my life shall hold
It's unpredictable
Like anything
Nothing does as it's told
Nothing
Even if you think it does
It doesn't
It's the way of life
It's messed up
It's horrid
It's never what you want it to be
Just as you think somethings going right
The good is snatched away
Just like that
And your left cold and empty
like your very soul has been ripped out
nothing seems to be right
and yet still you try to make things better
But it doesn't work
Because nothing never goes the way it should
Life is sucks
Yet we don't want death
Death is worse
There isn't a chance of being happy
Or sad
It's just one big empty nothing
That stretches on for eternity
Life sucks
But death is worse

Yep i was sooooooooooo bored i rote a poem
Pretty wierd huh?
I like riting poems
Has something to do with my love of
the
return
key
a
sentence/
word
per
line
is
what
i
like
lol
rolf
ect.

OMG

It's like my birthday in 3 weeks from know,
well u no
2 weeks and 6 days
But hay
no 1's that pacific! (<==Ocean! LOL☺)

To hell with homework

This is the speech i had to right urrr... he u go!(?)

To Hell with Homework

For my campaign I decided to do something different. I wanted to do something that would affect more than just children, or the rainforest. I chose a campaign that would change the world and its inhabitants. So I decided to get rid of homework for good.
Now some when they hear this could be more than a little confused. “Is this really going to make the world a better place? How?” Well I shall explain: starting with the obvious.
Children all over the world hate homework. Children dread it in Denmark, abhor it in Australia and loath it in Luxemburg. If you remember when you first got homework you’ll know what I mean. Your sitting in the classroom, minding your own business, oblivious to the fact that your life is about to take a turn for the worst when, out of the blue, the teacher announces: “I think it’s time I set you some homework”
“What!” you think “Homework? School work at home?!” You look around at your classmates and they look the same way you feel – totally flabbergasted. We all know what it’s like, we’ve been there. Year after year the amounts of homework grows and grows until you’re overwhelmed by work and storm off (or go cry to your mum, depending on your character) and refuse to do another piece of homework ever again. Hardly any child likes it so why set it?
Life would be tons easier for teachers too. They would no longer have to think about what to give their class, who’s actually bothered to give their homework in and all the other things related to homework. Think of all the things they could do in their spare time! Cycling, aerobics, golf (*yawn*) or what ever it is that teachers do.
It would also benefit animals. Yup! You may think they are in no way related to the dreaded homework (lucky them) but they are and it isn’t doing then much good. Forest animals are losing their habitats to the loggers and homework isn’t helping. If you piled up all the homework a class of twenty seven got in their life it would reach all the way to the moon (well it would if the paper didn’t fly away into space due to lack of gravity!). Think of all the trees that would have to be cut down to satisfy the needs of that one class! And another way homework can affect animals is waste. How often do you think “Oh hello, this bit of homework has been flying around for at least five years now? I have no need for it. I think I’ll recycle it and be good for the environment!” Never, right? You look at it (maybe grunt a little) and chuck it straight into the bin. Rejoice the homework is gone it will never affect anything ever again!
Wrong.
Where does the rubbish end up? (Cover you ears/eyes if you hate learning) It is tipped into the rubbish truck and sent on a journey and then blah, blah, blah… Well to cut a long story short it ends up at a rubbish dump. These rubbish dumps are already overflowing with paper, plastic bottles, kitchen waste, false teeth, homework (yey!) and all the other junk we throw away. Animals can choke on this rubbish. Homework is killing animals!
The social lives of young children are taking a beating due to – yep you guessed it – homework! Children are spending more time indoors trying to do their homework (or trying to remember where they left it) than they are outside. I know that I’ve been told by my mum more than once that, if I don’t do my homework, I won’t be allowed to attend what ever social gathering (or “club” as normal people call it) that happens to be coming up. Has that ever happened to you? Do you want it to stop? Can this get any worse? Well, I tell you, it can get worse. Obesity. A simple but foreboding word that means: to be at least twenty percent over the individual’s normal body weight (trust me I looked it up). And homework could contribute to the deadly condition. Since you’re stuck inside doing the unspeakable work, you’re going to have less time to do exercise and keep yourself in shape.
So save yourself, and the world, before it’s too late. Join with me in my campaign and destroy this evil curse that is homework! TO HELL WITH HOMEWORK!

Hummmmm

Small query for any1 reading (ANYONE!)
Is there a cure for addicted-2-the-internetitus

Rote sooner than u thought!

To Hell With Homework
Homework is a pointless task,
So children of the world all ask:
“What is it that we’ve done Miss,
To deserve a punishment like this?”
Is it our school report?
Is it because of the nits we caught?
So please Miss, no hesitation
Can you answer us this question?
Why must we be doing work
When we could be outside;
Making new mates;
Discovering the world;
Riding our bikes;
And generally having a good time?
Do you hate us Miss?
Well do you Miss?
Do you?

That's a poem from my campain
U thought i was joking about the getting rid of homework thing?
Well u were rong weren't u
R-O-N-G rong!

Bored

So bored... nothing to do, apart from homework...which i should be doing RIGHT NOW!
But u no
Homework sucks. I have atcually tried 2 ban it but u no not publicly, just 4 HOMEWORK, i mean come on how lame is that! I'll try and post it some time. Mabye. If i can be bothered. I'm still sooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo bored. Bored Bored Bored Bored. Well that took up a few secs. Yawn! Gotta go soon, got a club but you know i'll get back to you soon and errr....write!