• 7Oct 08

  Here is the fixed sig

  I present to you the fixed sig that I screwed up on, because living is a cruel reminder of dying. Again thanks emblem_2007 for fixing it.

  

  

  • Posted Oct 7, 2008 4:53 am GMT
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• 6Oct 08

  Feelling Much Better and New Sig

  Today is much better day for me, I had some R/R to clear my head over the weekend. I spend my time getting my PS2 back in working condition, which was a huge success, cause now I don't have to bang the damn thing anymore. I also watched Batman: The Gotham Knight(you know that animated movie) I must say it was an awesome movie. I also helped my mom paint, which was tiresome, but it was worth it. For those of you who commented my blog, thanks for cheerring me up and understanding my anger. One last thing, I have a new sig, I'm going Death Note this month, here it is. Note: For the quote I wanted to say "Living is a cruel reminder of Dying", so pay no attention to that, until it's fixed.

  Anyway here it is and I want to thank emblem_2007 and the STMT for the sig.

  

  • Posted Oct 6, 2008 5:11 am GMT
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• 3Oct 08

  Very Hostile Today

  Today is very terrible day, so I'm pretty much in a pissed off mood. To express how angry I am I leave you with a poem by someone.

  Anger's Possession
  Darkness has fallen, the curtains snap shut
  Anger is brewing, anger has come
  There is no light, there's only black water
  Leaking from everything, an angry mess of rejection
  
  Whispers fill the room and grow to audible screams
  There's no way to block them, they only add to the fuel
  The poisons of the heart well within me as they rise to the top
  There's only anger now and this time it won't stop
  
  Surges of white fury pulse through my veins
  I try to speak but only hear growls
  My eyes darken over, there's no life left to them
  I can feel myself slipping into rage and it feels good
  
  I can feel the beast growing, its escapes from my skin
  I'm trying to hold on but I'm slipping, I'm not that strong
  I struggled at first to beat back the anger but I like the feel of it rising
  Possession is taking place, something has won
  
  I close my eyes listening to the approaching storm
  I can hear it building to the point of utter chaos
  I can feel its power and channel into my own wild being
  I'm so angry I'm going to lose it, I can't hold on
  
  Every muscle is on edge and my lips curl
  I feel my body tense while something slips
  Lighting cracks and my eyes flutter open
  The storm has started, it here to stay
  
  I walk to the window and laugh at the stormy violence
  But the laugh wasn't mine so cautiously I walk to the mirror
  Something stares back at me but I don't know how
  For the person staring back is not the person I know...
  
  September 17,2007
  
  Lisa Emry

  
  

  • Posted Oct 3, 2008 6:49 am GMT
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