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Just Getting Started by Gale Austin McCenry on July 28th, 2014, 6:06 pm
Alright! It's about time that I started one of these things. And before I begin with my very first blog post thing ever! I must say that I've never done this before. I still struggle to find the difference between a blog and a scrapbook. BUT! I don't care. I'm doing this anyway! And it's going to be very long and probably very annoying!
And to kick this blog off, I had my first Jam Session with a few other instrumentalists and singers last Wednesday.
I'm unsure of how many of you remember me talking about making my own band and everything, but whether you remember now or not, now you know. With some help with some people in my scrapbook and in chat, I have narrowed my band name choices to Ghosts Don't Sleep, Strike the Cover, and Fables Story/Ruin. I'm not officially deciding on the name yet simply because I don't have all my band members yet. And I want the band name to be something we all agree on so yeah. Right now, though, it appears we're calling ourselves Ghosts Don't Sleep, but that might change! I don't know yet!
Right, right, back to the Jam Session.
So, not too many people showed up to the Jam Session, but there were about 5 others there (2 being adults who have had their own band before) so it was pretty cool. I'm not totally awesomely fantastically good yet, let me just say now. I only know a handful of songs on the guitar and only one or two (fully) on the piano. And don't ask about the violin. The only thing I'm actually good at is the clarinet but I'm not going to play the clarinet in a band. So coming into this Jam Session, I'm not the best. I'm hardly even decent. But let me explain how things went down.
I came early. I always do. It's a habit I get from my dad. I bring my guitar, unaware they had plenty of guitars to spare. I sit down on the couch in front of the stage waiting for it to start. There are a few people already there getting... [ Continued ]
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Happiness, Writing And Me by Malia on June 26th, 2010, 5:55 pm
So, I’ve been a bit confused lately over the function of scrapbooks. Most seem to use them as a replacement for blogs and I understand that since scrapbooks get more comments than blogs. I’ve done that too, for some time, because my first reaction on new things usually is going with the flow. That’s over now, though. I want to post my ramblings where they belong and drawings and other inspiration stuff in my scrapbook. I like things to be in order.
Recently I’ve come across the Law of Attraction and two books about it. I started reading the first one about a week ago, I think, and have already experienced some amazing results. Of course, some have been more amazing than others. Getting on the tram just in time for several times is one of the not-so-amazing everyday wonders. Or not caring for a bad degree at a minor exam. Or getting something for Mura done. Or feeling not as sick as before since I’ve logged on and entered chat because everyone is so nice and friendly and someone has even commanded me to get better. Positive thoughts.
Then there are the real wonders of which I’ve only experienced one so far which totally surprised me and made me happy. Like, I don’t even remember the last time I was that happy. The mere thought of it continues radiating happiness and anticipation which is just what I need now, by the way. Anyway, let me tell you a bit about it ... I think I’ve spoken about my lovely psychology teacher before, and also about the fact that I have two different psychology teachers: one for the regular subject and one for the semi-voluntary one. They are actually a married couple and look very sweet together, although they are approximately in their fifties or sixties and don’t have any children. So, that’s why she was able to tell the semi-voluntary psychology group last Thursday that she’ll be our teacher in the... | [ Continued ]
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Just something random.. by Diane on September 5th, 2010, 4:44 am
Hi there..I want to put here some poems,nothing to big or something.^^ Just trying' my luck to get some readers and critics maybe
A Loveless heart..
In times like this,love is all you got but when you don't have it it's the worst that can Happen. Loving you is painful,almost suffocating I was caught up in your hands same as a tamed bird,caged forever in Endless time...
Even if you said you love me you aren't ready for this while your heart isn't secure and seems made from ice.In this heartless world I try so hard to reach you But it seems it's not enough. never was enough for you..
I feel as my heart is bleeding and it's in pain a pain that even the rain can't wash it away. My love for you shall be eternal as yours will shatter along with the wind And may never reach my soul.. because your love isn't true nor from this world it's only a fake mirror in which Once I believed,but it only brought me Pain...
In the end,no matter how hard I try my wings are broken and I shall never fly again No matter how hard you try the fake love you held for me will never reach ME Because you have a Loveless heart..
Reaching you..
The moonlight shares a beautiful reflection the city is quiet as a grave Far away,in the sky a shooting star remained caught in the darkness..
I want to live even if it's a little I may not change at all,but the painful feelings are getting inflated.. I doesn't matter how I feel 'cause I lost towards you!
Even if I can't meet you,I keep my memories locked deep inside me,in the smallest place I want to look at the happy moments along with your smell and holding your hand..
I just don't want our bound to torn apart there's no way I can handle that, I've stopped crying now,but the sky seems unclear as reaching... | [ Continued ]
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Best Part of the Day by Thundiirn on February 6th, 2013, 9:47 pm
Life's been kinda boring lately. Unemployed (though looking hard!), sitting around while my friends are either at school or work, doing nothing much more than Mizahar all day. And lets be honest, Mizahar is an awesome and fun pasttime, but it shouldn't be your lifetime. Until night comes, and everyone is done with everything, I sit and wait.
There's only one thing really (besides the occasional job interview) that interrupts my daily routine of doing nothing, and that my friends is Mumford. Mumford is enormous. Mumford is unpredictable (he recently decided he hates black people and will bark at and attack them... we aren't sure why, but we can't seem to quell his racist tendencies). Mumford is loud. Mumford is goofy. Mumford is a 10 month old, 90lbs German Shephard/Great Pyrenees mix, who belongs to my best friend but the dog sees me as its second owner since we're around each other so much. Anytime I get the text "Can you watch Mumf while I'm at work today?" I internally go wild and drop everything to make sure I can.
We always start off our doggy bro day with an hourish-long walk around the neighborhood, usually ending up asleep under a tree or on a bench in the nearby park. The only thing that stops us is precipitation, regardless of temperature. He certainly appreciates the exercise, since he lives in a cramped car (my friend, sadly, is homeless at the moment). We chase squirrels together (I have to join in to let him run, because otherwise he won't come back), try and push each other in the lake, and climb around on the kiddie playground, which is waaaay too small for either of us.
We go home, get some food and water for both of us, and then go take a nap together in the back of the car that serves as Mumfy's home until his daddy gets off work, which is where I'm writing this from now. I love this pup, and I hope he and his daddy find a home soon so they can both live with a bit more freedom.
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Jasper's Backgroud for second character sheet by Jasper Bonvalet on September 17th, 2014, 7:06 pm
Kelvic- ShapeShifter Myrian- Bloodthristy, versed in the battle are of battle and war
Mother = K , Father = M Originally from Tatoba left because she hated the lifestyle. and moved to Lhavit where she has been on her own for several years.
Language: Common
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