what is it with pre-teens and camera phobia???

none of the kiddos i know who are 11 - 14 like there picture taken! why is that? and i just got a new camera too!

maybe there is a pattern here!

yo! wait ! that is not quite true. it is not none of them it is only about half of them. hey, and now that i really think about it some adults have this problem too... so maybe I'm wrong....

grr! trash the pattern idea!

the point is that i keep getting pictures of the backs of peoples heads.

no fun ):

what to say?!

yo! wasup!

goooooo! I am Going Goop! And if nobody reads this i might just cancel my Google account because what is the point?! my goal is for those who read to leave comments. and apparently no one is reading this thing. Not that i am actually writing anything useful.

lets do some more poetry.

Traveler

I am a Traveler on one Road.

Small is my pack, great is my load.

Many places I have seen,

and many lands to which I've been.

yet the place to which i travel to,

Is hard to find by me or you.

well that was nice! not too fond of that last sentence but i don't know how to fix it.

let's do another. (by the way, i am not just spouting these off the top of my head, i wrote them a while ago in a little book and now i want people to read them.)

so any way, here is another. This one is not by me. it is from a book i read by Brian Jaques called The pearls of Lutra. very beautiful and it is actually supposed to be a song.

--Farewell to Piknim

Fare you well upon your journey, to the bright lands far away,

where beside the peaceful rivers you may linger any day.

In the forests warm at noontide, see the flowers bloom in the glades,

meet the friends who've gone before you,

to the calm of quiet shades.

There you'll wait O my beloved, never knowing want or care,

and when I have seen my seasons, we will walk together there.

love this poem/song!! makes me feel sad and happy at the same time. i have had no friends die, but they have moved away, and i know what it is like to feel loss.

uno mas!

sand

too many to count

"more numerous than sand"

such expression!

How common sand must be, and how small, to small for us to see?

what an existence!

to be so great in number, yet minuscule in size,

that it should not be noticed if it tries.

yet it makes it self known!

I don't know what i was thinking when i wrote this one.

got to go eat now. food. food is good!

ciao!

---evening star

japan

woo hoo!
we have a Japanese exchange student staying with us! ummm, and a higher power than i said that i need to be off the computer now... so bye!
wml!(write more later!)

an introduction for a short story

Its me again. not that anyone so far has paid any attention what so ever!!!
'bout time to put one of my short stories on this thing. what do you say? huh? can't hear ya! all there is is silence.

SO... this next bit is an introduction for a short (actually really long)story that i am trying to write. please be aware that it is written very casually and in a way that allows for me to act as though i am actually writing to an audience who is here, and paying attention. (i talk to my characters in the writing)

below is the introduction, i do hope i got all of it.

Introduction for, A Story of Wulf
By
Traveler with no Map
**** **** **** ****
Once upon a time, on a planet called Earth, there was a school. To be more specific it is, a school of magic. Now, to narrow it down even father we shall say, the school is called Cobalt University of Majics and Advanced Learning, and that it was located in Cobalt city, Ning-sho province, China, universe #6.
Obviously this is no ordinary earth and no ordinary universe; and to understand it properly I would need to devote a whole story of boring technical explanations and jib-jab. (If you want any of that stuff, contact me and I’ll send you a power point presentation explaining all of it. Or for those of you reading my blog, jus look for the link entitled an explanation on the “story of Wulf”) Anyway, this introduction is getting no were very fast. So let’s cut to the chase and start speaking English.
(Sorry! I kind of got carried away with sillies! And this is supposed to be a romance /fantasy/action, and maybe humor. Below is a bunch (not all) of the characters attempting to talk at you Fear my characters muahahahaha!)
Enter: Jinto Grey *M and cast:
Headmaster Jinto stands on a barrel to make a speech (they are in the mess hall which is being remolded. Hence the barrels.)
“Privileged Reader, student’s civilians and relevant cast members I would like to say…” .
Here Jinto is knocked off the barrel by Wulf Phalen, a were wolf, in wolf form, tearing down the rows of tables after Katz Ramira a wind elf.
“grriiaaaaackh!!!” screeched Wulf as he rounded a pillar and struck a formidably dashing pose. “No! You Freak!” Katz replied as she came out from behind Damiano Lazzaro the towering 9 foot giant “I absolutely will not!” then calling out “some body find Alani !” Just then, Wulf was hit with a burst of magic from a tree fey standing a few tables behind him. He snarled and warped back into human shape. Felandi Cosokas (the mentor of Katz) stood up and said, “Go pick on your own apprentice, Dog! Or better yet try teaching poor Alani something for a change! This is a school not a circus”
“Fish!” muttered Wulf for no apparent reason, as he vanished.
“Hey!” said Katz, “What?” said everyone. (This is more than I have specifically named.) “We have an audience!”
Yuki Takaya: “what’s that?”
Mark Brimstone: “an audience is like the people watching a play or listening to a lecture or a person or group of persons being entertained. Get it? Also…”
Yuki: huh? Ur… yah! –ELI-SAN! MARK-SENSEI IS TALKING AGAIN!!!
Eli von Jekson: “huh- oh- right! Ahem.”
Eli promptly goes and whacks Mark on the head with a chemistry text book. Mark sits down.
Just then a group from the Novices table arrives at the apprentice table. (This makes one wonder why Eli and Mark are there because Eli is a Junior and Mark is a Master.)
Dar’ak: “sup’ Eli-kun?”
Ro’ac: “yo, dude. Where’s the puppy man gone?”
Katz: “w what happened to Wulf? And hasn’t ANYONE NOTICED THAT WE HAVE AN AUDIENCE?!?”
Karma Ichiron: “yes, yes we know.” Turning to another apprentice at the table who is just quietly sitting and eating her lunch “Lukori, how have you been? You are so quiet these days, are you ill? I really liked that report you made yesterday! I do love invertabrates!! Don’t you?”
Lukori Shou: “umm—no I mean, I’m fine that is…” has an information overload and becomes embarrassed. J
Just then, another apprentice interrupts everyone and addressed the audience loudly.
Alani Pascal: “Hello! Are we ignoring you? Sorry! I am Alani and this is the respective cast of “A story of Wulf’” she says with a large sweeping motion towards the room. “In my opinion it should be called “a story of pandemonium and a few scenes of my poor girl crazy mentor, Wulf. ” who ALSO JUST HAPPENS TO BE THE MAIN CHARACTER. AGGHH!!!” she sneezes “sorry ‘bout that!J”
Jinto attempts to say something else and is knocked over again by bright PINK hairballs as Wulf returns, choking and gasping for oxygen as if he has been strangled. This makes everyone very distressed.
Wulf: “ I have… Returned from… the inferno of doom!!!
He then collapsed on a chair, a chair containing Eli von Jekson. Conveniently they were cousins, and on reasonably good terms at the time.
“Oh,” said Eli
“Dramatic” put in Alani.
The twins, Maria and Mario Torres came over. Mario hinted to the rest that a certain apprentice should practice their transformation and levitation on a certain canine someone. But a shrill, voice stopped all further conversation. “Wulf! Get back here right now and clean this MESS!!!” wizard instructor Xerox Tortugal came thundering down the main hall from the chemistry rooms. “Pink!” she ranted “Of course! Pink hair on the walls! You dog nosed lazy fuzz for brains! Put my class back! NOW!!!” Wulf stirred, his tail twitched (he was half warped), he opened his eyes and recoiled dramatically. Rising he began to speak to his accuser, “hello Ms. Xerox. Sorry about the Fuzz. Right then, off to go clean it up.” With that he marched down the hall and ducked into the chemistry lab, with the fuming teacher on his heels.
“Odd, said Mario and Maria together. “Yup” said Yuki giggling. “What’s he up to now!” Alani pointed out “I mean He never surrenders without resistance!”

One hour later during apprentice chemistry class

Yuki: “EEEEK!!! Help, Mrs. Xerox! Eli –san! My carnations are Frogs!”
Alani: “really?”
Tong Lin: “hey my frog experiment is a bunch of carnations!”
Alani: “fascinating!”
Damiano: consults his mentor, Rhanda Kafiji the Roc/Griffin on the wisest course of action to take about a titration that has exploded.
Alani: “hum…” turns to Wulf who is watching (guarding) her experiment very closely.
WULF!!!
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gtg

well time to sleep. I keep getting interupted.

i hope u like this, whoever you are.

---evening star

moooog!

gaaahgk!

got to go, and not even started. moooooog! that is all i have to say about that! My life is full of house work! and there is nothing i can do about it! gaaaah! death to all feather dusters! banishment to the vacuums!!!

*shigh*

---evening star

rain

hi again. It is raining now, or was a moment ago. I wonder why the rain makes the sky seem clear instead of blue? perhaps it is because the sky is Gods painting palate, and he is washing away all the dirty paints. When he is done he will paint a new sky.



That was random!

I don't really know what i am supposed to write here. lets try poetry.

ode to Kleenex

oh Kleenex you come in a colored box.

each tissue so light and soft.

your worth is above gold and diamonds,

only because you can't blow your nose

on gold and diamonds.

personally, I think whoever invented Kleenex should get an award of some kind.

change of topic!

I intend to put pictures in this thing, and some links to my favorite sites. however, right now i am kind of supposed to be working ;p ! minor report. no problem. just cant stay on task....

----evening star

questions

Wow! This is easier than I thought it was. why did i do this? i was just sitting here getting my work done and now i have remembered that any body in the world can have their ideas, opinions, letters, art, and bad spelling on the web for every one to read and comment on.
I wonder who will read this?
I wonder who came up with such a remarkable, and at the same time, such a stupid idea? Any one can write anything, and comment any way they choose.

not much to comment on with this one. maybe i will put up more later.

--evening star