Friday, December 4, 2009

The Word Hate Is Such An Ugly Word...

..................................................Yeah it is......................................................Really ugly..........................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................I Hate the word Hate...............haha........good one nikko.....................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................mangoes....................................................

Wednesday, December 2, 2009

Lord, What Fools These Mortals Be...

A good ol' shakespeare quote. I have writers block right now. I don't know what to write. I guess you could say that all mortals are fools. But then again, not everyone is. We humans have a nature that seperates us from God. The Human Nature. Everytime something happens or someone acts a certain way, people always say, "it's human nature." There's nothing we can really do about it too. I mean, we will find ourselves doing things that mortals always tend to do. It's like our brains are programmed to do these things. Nothing we can really do about it. It's like a Lions instinct to hunt.
What do you say human nature is? Well, there's a lot of things that make us human. Like, for some reason, we're always trying to please ourselves in one way or another. It's human instinct to do so.

Monday, November 30, 2009

Whatevs...

Whatevs. I sound like one of those dits. Like girls who are "high class" and are really snooty. I don't really know what to write. Its a topic that I really dont like. I'd rather not associate myself with people like that. I find that it's a waste of my time. I'd rather talk normally please. Even though us Gr 12's have come up with our own lingo, I can still talk properly with other people. I dont want to confuse them with a language that they don't know.

Wednesday, November 18, 2009

My Cell Phone Is My Life...

Ummm, I guess you could say that. I use my phone pretty much to communicate with my girlfriend. Other than that, it's either just call home to tell them I'll be home soon, or call friends to see what they're up to. I think my computer is my life. If anything, it wouldn't be my cellphone. But I guess the fact that I mostly use it for my girlfriend, i guess you could say that it is my life. But really, I prefer my computer. Oh yeah, I also use my cell as my alarm clock. Works well most of the time. But I think, it's just part of what our has evovled to. We're pretty much growing out of what we had in the past. The whole letter writing thing and what not. Personally, I don't think it's a bad thing. It's helping us adapt to the techy world we have today. But I think it's bad when it becomes too important.

Monday, November 16, 2009

Trix Are For Kids...

You know, Trix aren't only for kids. Teenagers can eat them too. But, I don't know the last time I Trix. Even though Trix are for kids, Tricks are for everyone. All over the world, people are playing Tricks on other people. Tricks that are fun and harmless, and others that are cynical and harmful. You know, that I think about it, a lot of people take life as a game. They think that their life has a restart button like games do. But it doesn't. Life isn't a game. It's reality. There's no such thing as do overs or extra life. Granted there are few people who have had the chance to do so, but it's very rare. Trix are for kids, but Tricks are for everyone.

Monday, November 9, 2009

It Was A Dark And Stormy Night...

It was a dark and stormy night...sorry, i cant continue anymore. Ms. I said I shouldnt do stories that start with this.

"Who's there?"
*floor creeks*
"Hello?"
*footsteps*
"Dad? Mom? Nikki?"
*door creeks*
"Seriously, that's not funny guys."
Door from behind opens.
"Nikko what are you doing?"
"WHAT THE! oh. Dad, you scared me."
"What are you doing up at 2 in the morning?"
"I dunno, i thought i heard someone scream. I checked Nikki's room, but she's sleeping. I was about to go to your room but then I heard footsteps. And then a door creek."
"From where?"
"Downstairs."
"I'll go check."
"Is mom still sleeping?"
"Yeah, she's the one who woke me up to see what was going on."
"Oh"

"No one's there. Everthing seems to be in place."
"Maybe I was just dreaming then."
"Maybe, now go to sleep. You have school tomorrow."
"Yeah, goodnight."
"Goodnight."

Thursday, November 5, 2009

Colourless, Green, Ideas, Sleep, Furiously...

There once was a guy named Colourless Fields. He was named this because when he came out of his moms wombs, he was really pale. Sadly, his favourite colour is also the only colour he sees. He loves the colour Green. Everything else is a shade of grey. He has many Ideas. From what to do next, to where to go, and even what to eat. He was a diverse guy. And could do wonderful things in life. But he has a disease. A disease that forces him to sleep at any time of the day for no reason. However, it doesnt stop there. Everytime he falls asleep. he always has nightmares. All from death, to lost, and to pain. So everytime he wakes up, he wakes up furiously. Until one day............................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................