In my office, finally, after the long forced “vacation”… Not much has happened in here. I got to take away all the boxes and equipment since all this dust affects me. Besides that, nothing else of importance.

Got to find 3 quotes for remodeling the house, hopefully by tomorrow. Will help paint what is not right in the weekend. Hopefully, the matter will be done by July.

Groundel will not come back for a long time. It is very unlikely that he will return. His feelings and his thoughts are not with me. He thinks we are too different, and he thinks we have no common ground. Time is the only one that knows what will happen… I guess this is as good as it gets…

Tril called yesterday but I said nothing about everything that is going on. He doesn’t deserve to know. Let him rot in his lies and thoughts.

I feel tired, sad, betrayed, weak… I came to work but can’t move too much because I get dizzy and I’ve had almost no sleep. The sleeping pills didn’t work, I woke up each hour… The lack of sleep is taking a toll on me. And so I’m tired and it shows. Mentally I am destroyed… But I know the show must go on. So… I carry on… I will get the house. I will try to get a part time for the weekends. I will take care of my kitties… And I will take a big break from everyone. I haven’t been alone in say… 15 years… It feels strange. It feels even surreal.

Anyway… Been scrapbooking. The masochist in me wants to finish the first scrapping project that I begun… So that’s how I’ve been killing time. While I’m at it I’ve laughed and I’ve cried… And I see that even if things were bad there were many good things worth the time… worth the effort… Nothing is ever perfect, but we did have a home. Sadly, it’s only my opinion.

Games... I dont know if we will play again. I dont know if the guys will show up or stick around, they were just starting to know us. I dont know if we can cope with a few hours playing without thinking of reality... It is too soon to tell...

Whatever.

10-4

Groundel took his things and went away last night. Its been 2 nights without him at my side, the first 2 nights after 7 years... I waited yesterday for his return until 7am. By then I realized he would not come back. Last night he passed by to get some stuff. He says he needs a break from everything to clear things in his head, between us, in his life... No words I could say were enough. No tears I could spill were enough. In less than 24 hours my heart was killed twice. This seems more than I can bear...

I feel dead. There are no other words to describe it... Dead. Lonely and alone. Buried within 4 walls that act as my tomb. A beautiful mausoleum I built slowly... How fitting...

Thanks to LightShadow and Joe for being there.
Thanks to Coriolis for listening and calling me a bitch.

I am a song waiting to happen... Even in death, I still wait...

Weak. Trying to heal... Trying to make sense... Trying to put the jigsaw together... Blinding rage... Trilogy did his last big deed today. And Gruendel is nowhere to be found. Alone. As I was in the beginning. As my destiny demands.
10-4

The past week has been as if I passed the gates of hell and was locked and chained to a rock... I have only been this sick two other times... the time when I was in a hospital for a whole week and was on the edge of dying... The time when I was alone in Carolina and I spent a whole week without getting off the bed and without been able to communicate with anyone because I had no phone, no doctor, no friends... This time it has lasted three weeks. I've had medicines, I've had a phone... And just when I needed those I love the most around me, just when I am here, so near... Nothing. That week alone in Carolina didn't hurt my spirit as much as these 14 days in my so called hometown.

Nothing much to do besides beeing feverish and watch old reruns on DvD. I went back for a whole week to 20 years ago. I remembered the thrill of watching that show, one hour each week... How I managed to get off my room unnoticed, and get to the living room, and turn on the tv so low that the voices were just whispers... 2am on a school night, ah... and that was perhaps the most wicked thing I did back in my childhood... Sneaking out to my living room just to watch a show that molded my dreams, my writings, my image of how my true mate would be... Beauty & the Beast. A simple, not so simple story... A reminder of what love is, of how it should be grasped and never let go of... A reminder of how strongly you shoud fight for it when you find it, a reminder that love goes beyond life, beyond time, beyond death. I embraced each word as I did back then when I knew nothing of love and I could only dream... How different all the words sound when you know you have tasted them in truth... And yet... Deep inside... It remains the same, the young child who knew nothing of love and who still years for her faceless knight in shining armor... for the one that would fight for her and be hers forever even against any odds... My dream... And thus, my inspiration... And so, I long for a white rose that will never caress my face again... And I bleed red roses as I am reminded of everything in between the lines... I'm dying. My heart is dying. And although my body seems to finally accept healing, my spirit keeps dying... And I am left with no words to explain... And I am left with no music within my soul... And I am left without a candle to guide my darkness...

May I rest in peace.

I was in Emergency yesterday. After some tests turns out I have a Sinusitis virus. The doc gave me the prescription and I got the meds... Back at home, kept coughing like crazy and the runny nose and fever are driving me insane. Its been 3 days without sleeping thanks to the nonstop coughing... Nothing helps that. Last night tried to get through the night watching Beauty & the Beast (the old tv series)... That had almost no effect, the coughing kept going, I keep sweating like crazy, fever wont break and I want my MTV!!!! Ok, I'll try getting a hold of myself... Coriolis called but couldnt speak to him... I see no improvement in the healing department... El Mamut se Jodió... Today so far Ive not been able to lay down and sleep because of the coughing which is increasing... I need to have breakfast but thanks to the coughing I vomited the juice I drank so I aint so confident on eating... And I am suppossed to go work tomorrow... Right...

At work, finally. But that doesn't mean that I am well... I am "putrefacta"... Itchy eyes, runny nose, sore throat, headache, sneezing... Augh! Oh, and fever... last night it was all about fever... I don't get it. The virus just doesn't want to leave me... Groundel is still sick as well... Whatever it is, it came from Fl and it keeps on screwing our lives! I will go to emergency after I get off work today. Maybe they can find out what the heck is so wrong with us.

At work... The big boss is on vacation, the place is a bit empty, and plain stupidity broke two printers. Waiting for an answer on what to do...

I started a blog for Streeya since she's a herald and keeps on scribing in the adventure. It should give some credibility to that side of the character, plus it can serve as a chronology of what is going on in the adventure... of course, from Streeya's point of view. I listed here under AD&D characters on the right column.

I'm beyond hungry but can do nothing about that... Hopefully Lulu will share part of her meal with me, if she is as compassionate as usual. :P Lucinda's dog Cleo is on the edge, she's been sick for some days and will be taken to the vet this afternoon... Another pet disaster for Lucinda... I'm certain she must have eaten something poisoned meant for the cats... Her neighbors are such bastards... I wonder what would they do if their hildren were poisoned... Because animals are like children. Whoever do something bad to an animal, can do anything bad to a human.

Anyway, will drink a medicine and hope that I don't collapse into Ether.

10-4

Last night's game was good. I finally got to play within the others timeframe... Next meeting will be in Cabo Rojo, probably on Fri because I foresee this next week will be rough for Groundel and me. I start my work-comeback tomorrow and I woke up today as sick as the first day... Neverending story, it seems. I am drained and the sore throat is bad... I guess I am to embrace becoming a lich or something... Groundel's sickness has grown from bad to worst. Medicines are not working... I will get today the "mejunje" that I drink when everything else fails... If that doesn't work... Shoot me!

Happy Fathers Day!

Saturday. Damn hot day. I would be singing Good Morning Vietnam if I were over there... Gosh, yes, looks like summer! If nothing goes wrong, should visit my aunt during the afternoon and should play AD&D at night. Maybe tomorrow will visit El Calvo if I get money for the gas...

Meanwhile, here's a look at my favorite ride at Universal... Damn hot day as well...

I was not good company yesterday. I’m trying to mute frustration, anger and helplessness and it turns into unleashing me in a raw, insensitive self. I’m jaded, and have no patience for things that are not of my taste… My tolerance has been tried so many times that it is only a thin line now… I don’t mean to strike… it happens. I cannot shut up, I have a mind and a voice and I will be heard. I was transported by some simple words into the past, where no matter how right I was I was told to shut up as if my opinion didn’t count, and I hated it. It’s a shift that I cant help because its certain tones and certain words that makes me turn to that time, and blinds me. I have this ongoing thoughts that just because Im a woman I am not taken seriously. It may or may not be true, but the thoughts are there and its difficult to keep a neutral attitude with thoughts like that lurking in the mind. It’s no ones fault… It’s my past, my experience, and the voices.

So I act as I think and talk as I think and that can get messy… Lucinda calls it been passionate about my ideals… I guess she is either right or too polite… but then she is one of the few who dares oppose my point of view and yet keeps smiling when she sees me… I guess she understands my inner storms better than I know them myself… Guess she understands my imperfections and let go of them, trading them off with all the good things I am and I believe. LOL It takes twenty two years of knowing someone to accept that person as a whole with the good and the bad… Thanks Lucinda.

Getting paranoic doesn’t help either. This idea that something wicked is coming my way, from everyone around me, is not good… Feel jaded, people has failed me too often for me to keep belief anymore. What can I say… I may be good but I am no idiot, and some things I just let pass because I care… and my caring consumes me.

Whatever…

Friday… The week is over. The sickness wants to prevail, but is slowly receding. I am getting a bit better, a bit stronger… Lets hope I just survive myself.

10-4

Thursday. Singing the song, it should be s-o-u-p day... Actually, soup would be nice... I dont feel like eating much... Called work and everything is ok. I'll call retiro in the afternoon to follow up on the house thing. May do some scrapbooking... depends on weather. Gotta visit my aunt and get some of her magic soup...

I feel sad, deeply sad. On the edge of feeling kinda betrayed, but since it is something I cant ever be sure of, it stays on the edge... Things not going as I expected, how strange... As always I feel hurt... Gotta take more Paxil and forget about everything at all! I wish there could be a new beginning... But a new star? In my life? At this stage? That's a big laugh... Who would like to get involved with someone like me? Gotta be someone reallly suicidal...

Forget spells... Where are they now?

10-4

Its Wednesday... This week the doctors orders are stay away from your office, you had an upper respiratory infection that was more serious than you thought and stay at home resting and getting completely healed. So, no, I wont be going to work on Thu or Fri. I'll just rest and scrapbook a bit and enjoy whatever devilish plan the days offer.

Yesterday met two very interesting guys, whom we shall name Capeman and Demo. They will be playing AD&D with Groundel and me, hopefully for more than 2 months. I definitively was blown away by all the novels they have devoured, and all the information they keep in their minds, especially Demo. It is nice if someone knows Dungeons, but it is a very rare encounter finding a person who reads the novels and puts events based on the novels events. Thats way cool. I hope that there are no misunderstandings or issues... Capeman is goofy and very amicable, extroverted, gothic oriented with a hint of sk8 and surfer, and with lots of personality. Demo is very open, aproachable and has something interesting to say all the time, he knows his worlds, his rules, and roleplays just as even Coriolis would like. I really liked this guy's attitude, and since I relate on the basis of people fearing one just because of rumors I just can't see why would anyone be afraid of him. Well... It's me speaking... I'll never be normal... LOL Whatever.

They went home around 4 and Groundel helped making their characters, and even threw a bit of game. We even got pizza... Ah! The memories! And turns out that yes they know the people we have known all this time, including Tril. LOL Close encounters of the D&D kind, guess... They stayed playing until around 1am. I will play later on, as I was sick and under medication spells and dizziness. The whole idea is truly cool. Finally, the wait for adventure pays off... :D

Today went to see the doc, get more prescriptions and then went back home. I may play the Sims for a while, not feeling like scrapbooking... Actually I'm a bit sleepy and tired... Damned T-Virus! I'll just sign off and get some rest...

10-4

If I speak in the tongues of men and of angels, but have not love, I am a noisy gong or a clanging cymbal. And if I have prophetic powers, and understand all mysteries and all knowledge, and if I have all faith, so as to remove mountains, but have not love, I am nothing. If I give away all I have, and if I deliver my body to be burned, but have not love, I gain nothing.

Love is patient and kind; love is not jealous or boastful;
it is not arrogant or rude. Love does not insist on its own way; it is not irritable or resentful;
it does not rejoice at wrong, but rejoices in the right.

Love bears all things, believes all things, hopes all things, endures all things.

Love never ends; as for prophecies, they will pass away; as for tongues, they will cease; as for knowledge, it will pass away.
For our knowledge is imperfect and our prophecy is imperfect;
but when the perfect comes, the imperfect will pass away.

When I was a child, I spoke like a child, I thought like a child, I reasoned like a child; when I became a man, I gave up childish ways.
For now we see in a mirror dimly, but then face to face. Now I know in part; then I shall understand fully, even as I have been fully understood.

So faith, hope, love abide, these three; but the greatest of these is love.

-Corinthians 1, 1-13

Monday. Still stranded at home. My right ear still out of service, my coughing deeply annoying me. But, alive… Seems it’s gonna keep on raining… Cannot stay awake long enough… And I am damn hungry. Tomorrow should be payday, so I can straighten bills and make everything fine. Joe left this morning, hopefully has already arrived safe and sound to whatever his destiny was.

Yesterday, the crew spent the whole afternoon watching movies:
National Treasure… I liked it. But then again, I was under medicines effect…
Shanghai Triad… Why,why,why? Long, so long! For that! Sniff, sniff… I almost fall asleep if not uncontious…
House of Daggers… Liked it very, very much. The bamboo sequences were really anime-like, and that was cool! The battles were beautifully choreographed.
Purple Butterfly… War-intrigue-Japanese invasion… Political, guerrilla… In the middle of the who’s who drama it was better than Shangai, but… Too long, that’s all… too damn long.

Thank God I was already in bed, because I was completely drowsy and in ether mode the whole evening. Nevertheless, thanks to Joe and LightShadow and Groundel the whole dy went away fast. They were thoughtful enough to get movies and watch them in my house instead of following the original plan of going to the movies. Not to mention that the night before, it was LightShadow & Joe who went to get my medicines and food. It’s the little things that counts. Thanks guys! You are really true friends!

Today, called work so they don’t think I abandoned them… and came here to feel a bit human while writing… Thanks to Sara for bringing the med recipe to my house, and thanks to Carlos for listening to my garbage and easing this sick days with some laughs.

Gotta go back to the shadows were I belong…

10-4

In my secret garden, I'm looking for the perfect flower
Waiting for my finest hour
In my secret garden, I still believe after all
I still believe and I fall
You plant the seed and I'll watch it grow
I wonder when I'll start to show
I wonder if I'll ever know
Where my place is
Where my face is
I know it's in here somewhere
I just wish I knew the color of my hair
I know the answer's hiding somewhere
In my secret garden, there's

[Chorus:]
A petal that isn't torn
A heart that will not harden
A place that I can be born
In my secret garden
A rose without a thorn
A lover without scorn

If I wait for the rain to kiss me and undress me
Will I look like a fool, wet and a mess
Will I still be thirsty
Will I pass the test
And if I look for the rainbow, will I see it
Or will it pass right by
'Cause I'm not supposed to see
'Cause the blind are never free
Even at my secret garden
There's a chance that I could harden
That's why I'll keep on looking, for

[Chorus:]
A petal that isn't torn
A heart that will not harden
A place that I can be born
In my secret garden
A rose without a thorn
A lover without scorn

I still believe, I still believe
'Cause after all is said and done
I'm still alive
And the boots have come and trampled on me
And I'm still alive
'Cause the sun has kissed me, and caressed me
And I'm strong, and there's a chance
That I will grow, this I know
So I'm still looking for

[Chorus:]
A petal that isn't torn
A heart that will not harden
A place that I can be born
In my secret garden
A rose without a thorn
A lover without scorn

Somewhere in fountain blue
Lies my secret garden


-Madonna, Secret Garden

I've been delirius. Within the etherworlds of dreamscapes and illusions, I have these voices and people that eagerly encourage me to go ahead with the event coordination thing, and to try implementing the amusement park that I envisioned years ago. I woke up from all the fever and interlaced memories... I am to do what I can to fulfil the mission of event coordination/ park of adventure/ whatever... I need to start my own business, next year... promise.

Health news: I'm still sick. But I am taking my medicines... The antibiotic is really aggressive, I just hear nothing in my right ear, but it doesnt'hurt as painfully as last night. The throat infection is still there, and the runny nose is earning the Olympic medal. Yay! Ugh... I still have body ache, and fever comes and goes, but now is countdown because of the antibiotic... I dont know if I'll be able to work tomorrow, but I should be well by Tuesday. I have been grounded within these 4 walls, logging on and off whenever I wake up... Most time in bed, since the dizzyness and the bad balance due to the ear thing wont allow me to stand... Its been BAD. Its been UGLY. But once again I shall survive so the story is not over, no sir... I hope?

Kitties news: Gotta operate Kyonne and Cyric ASAP. They are marking territory everywhere and I am pissed because of that... literally? Whatever...

Visitor: Got Popu sleeping on my couch. He's staying until tomorrow. He and LS wanted to take me to see High Tension, but I cant even get close to the door... So, Groundel rented some movies and we'll all have a movie afternoon, sort of... I know I will fall asleep somewhere between the lines... Whatever...

Havent been able to call my sister or Texas, but will during the week. Most probably by Fathers day weekend. :D

Hope to develop the pictures during this week. That should be fun to scrapbook in the weekend! :D And the house thing is still going, now under the view for approbation of Retiros big boss... keeps fingers crossed, please?

Im falling to pieces, rotting... too tired to type more... fingers collapsing...
10-4

Friday summary: Looong day. Tummy ache, fever, anything you imagine I had it. Tried to reach my doctor but she was not available today, plus it was raining cats and dogs. High fever, runny nose... Tiresome sickness! At mid afternoon I gave up hope of seeing any human life and I submitted myself to my kitties will. I did some scrapbooking but got tired, and hungry... and no one to call for food... I hate depending on others, I hate feeling so vulnerable!

I've been moody too. Crying for nothing... Thinking and crying... Then stop thinking and crying more... Who can understand... I don't have answers anymore. I don't know what is the best thing for me, in the long run. I don't know which road I should follow... I feel I must do something and I fear that something is too big and overwhelming... And then I cry a bit more...

I'm getting to a point where I think there is nothing more to whatever is going on... Yes, travelling is an option, but everyday shit is always the same. The more one th=ries changing it the more it must stay the same. It is difficult to realize that although you have all this big ideas and abilities, you can't do all you could do before because you are not who you were in matters of body mostly. Diabetes is a drag... And even if i try not to think about it, whenever I get sick it is a major drag because it doubles the time for healing and it makes me slower in everything. And it annoys me and makes me mad. It makes me dependent on people and I cannot allow myself to depend on noone because either no one cares or the ones that care have no brains to handle things as they should...

Call me a supreme narcissistic leader, but I feel noone else can do things as I do... I cannot trust things to people because they just dont do what they must and it causes more stress in me. I expect too much, I ask too much... I dream too much. And I love too much.

I'll work, get a house, go ahead with the business plans, go ahead be an artist... And still it all feels empty... And seems it all will keep on being empty. Being positive has not helped... I am surrounded by friends, and I feel so lonely...

And so I think, and cry... and write... and cry... and try to heal, and cry...

Yesterday had to stay at home during the afternoon... the body ache was too much. I ended up throwing up 5 times... Ok, so soemone really wants me to loose weight or something... It was awful! Got some crackers and 7up and at least I didnt throw that up! Finally slept for 3 hours and woke up with enough strenght to walk and get more crackers. My head keeps spinning, and the body ache stays... Runny nose and watery eyes... And cant talk much... Lovely...

10-4

Whoever put the latest Evil Eye on me worked, because I am definitively sick! High fever, runny eyes, runny nose, body ache, even nausea. I feel terrile! Been on bed since 5pm and seems I ill miss work tomorrow at this pace... Too much rain, had to catch up with me sooner or later... Oh, well...
10-4

PS... Check la historia del Mamut chiquitito... http://www.lopeor.com/bromas/mamut.asp

Went to Lucinda's at 11pm on Sat and stayed until 4 am Sun, basically went to sleep as daylight was inminent... How gothic, huh? LOL Well, went to the Bday bash and Einstein was surprised and had a good time. Plenty of Vader wanna-bes around! The place was packed with smurfs and smurfettes! Sweet! LadyMex was there with the kids and kept her distance... Well, I am a nice dragon, I won't incinerate people just because... Helloo? Oh, well... Whatever she misenterpreted it's her tortuos mind and twisted perspectives. I was just honest. And her being pushy with stupid matters and keeping her mexican gringolas at all times didn't help. When I know potential and I see you are wasting your life I will try to fix that... You don't listen or won't like my help, don't make me waste energy thinking of how to help you. Ok?

Anyway, after the B-Bash, went to see Tril. Incredibly, we didn't fight. That was the good news. No bad news? Now, THAT is weird... but true... LOL

On Monday, the day was long due to traffic... Had to visit San German and Yauco, and since they are fixing the highway, traffic was stopped at many points... From 10am to 3:30pm on the road... Ewww... There is a group from work that plans to take Belly Dancing classes, I might sign up... Tuuuuusssss ojos neeeeeeegrossssss! LOL Anyway, Tril called 'cause he wanted to go to develop some pics, to Borders and ToysRus, so when I got out of work I went to pick him up. Delivered him at his home by 8:30 and finally went home... Checked out some decoration books, and off to bed by 11... I was in no mood to surf the net, my eyes were hurting badly!

Today is Tuesday, Today is Tuesday! Tuesday, green beans...

Anyway... Still thinking of what I'll do today... Gotta take a break after lunch to take aunties TVs to the repairman. Need to sleep, dying here!

10-4

Woke up early to pick up my aunts tv for repair... and the place only works weekdays... Ugh! Ok... So, got a survival grocery spree and looked for the clone wars thinguie I must draw for tomorrows b-day bash for Einstein. Also put an end on boredom with these quizzes... Loved the one saying I'm a song waiting to happen. :D A Saturday that will fly away very, very fast!



Green is your Lightsaber's color.

Green is the color of nature. It symbolizes growth,
harmony, and freshness. Green has strong
emotional correspondence with safety. Green is
also commonly associated with wealth and
happiness, so someone with a green lightsaber
like yourself is a fortunate soul.


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You are a
protector.
Yes, you don't like to kill people. That goes
against everything you belive in. It's not that
you are a coward, but your ideals and morals
wouldn't allow it. You are the typical hero, do
the righteous things, get the bad guys and do
it all legally. But just because you don't kill
doesn't mean you can't kick ass. And that is
what you do. You use your brain and your
strenght to do honourable deeds and protect
people you know and love. If an evil guy is
going to take over the world soon, it's you who
will get involved. You hate watching innocents
suffer, and love seeing bad people getting what
they deserve. You are probably also happy and
optimistic and work pretty good in groups. And
the friends you usually make are true ones.

Main weapon: Anything at all
Quote: "You only live once, but if
you do it right, once is enough" -Joe
Lewis
Facial expression: Smile

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hug from behind - you like to feel what the other
person is feeling and see things how they see
them. you tend to be serious and emotional.


What Sign of Affection Are You?
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BEAUTIFUL ICE PRINCESS/PRINCE .You need distance
between you and your partner in your
relationship. You are very difficult to get.
You have big requirements and this one you love
must try hard to get you. But after she/he melt
your heart she/he will be the most happy person
in the world. You need someone who shows you
that you are special and it makes you feel
good to see that you are loved. She/He shall
know that you could easily get another
girl/boyfriend but you wont as long as you
love him. when she/he hurts you you will hurt
him too, but in general you dont get hurt. If
your partner cheated you ,you would react cold
and immediately (try to) forget him


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Your Gothic... Maybe even a bit Vampyric... Your
very sensitive, sometimes you can be outgoing
in your own population. Your sometimes Lonely,
but when your alone your much happier. If your
suicidal, it's okay, because your the kewlest
person I know!....well don't actually know you
but yeah!


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You are an Enchantress, somewhat an enigma,
you would love to change the world. You hold
strong views and, would love nothing more, to
use your magic to change the world around you.
When in conversation, you listen, take on their
comments, and fantasise how you could improve
things. Quite the idealist, you think you have
all the answers, whether for right or wrong.
You hold your intellect high, and believe you
can change the world! In a relationship, you
need a partner of high intellect.

The world
and you, often seems at odds, with you
frequently seeing things from a different point
of view.

You have a connection with nature,
often stating, that things will take their
natural course. Nevertheless, secretly, you
would like to use nature to your own
ends.

Your good points are that you are
intelligent, instigative and thoughtful and
your bad points are, you can be single-minded,
misled and remorseless.

You feel that your
superior knowledge should astound everyone
around you; and you wish for respect from your
peers.


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You need understanding.
In your life there has been many people that
could never seem too comprehend your
personality. Now you have either become an out-
cast because of their narrow minds or you have
adjusted yourself to them, and never letting
them see who you are deep inside. You now
think that no one will ever understand you and
you hate that fact. Though you are scared of
what the effects might be if you would decide
to let someone in so you keep a safe distance
that you both curse and bless.


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~*~*~*~ LOVING~*~*~*~
Your loving nature makes you wonderful to be
around. You are the type of person that accepts
people for who they are and they in return of
your good heartedness, accept you right back.
You are most likely a romantic at heart. With a
sensitive soul and probably a broken heart from
the past, you don't usually trust people. You
have probably been hurt by someone you love or
loved dearly which makes it hard to confide in
others. Easy going and romantic, fun and
lovable, you have a great personality. You are
very well liked in the general world that
you're in.

Please Rate or message me! Thank you for taking my
quiz! XoXo <3 Lana


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You are Psalms.


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Your connection with darkness is through your
interest in vampires. Theese occult beings
fascinates you. Their lives are just something
you would kill for, and if you would have the
opportunity to be sired, you would. Living a
mortal kind of life is just so ordinary and
boring. You aren't necessarly evil just because
of this interest/obsession, you just can
connect with them and their lifestyles. Though
people have a hard time understanding this and
chances are you're a social outcast. Perhaps
you hate your life and therefor developed this
interest, to escape reality.


What is your connection with darkness? (pics)
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The week in rock… Nah… Just the week… Ok, so basically work has been BORING and as I get home I fall asleep right away. No excitement… And no money to look for excitement. Back to reality, sadly… Well, things could be worst… I guess…

The thing about the house is running well, so I am guessing that it all be done by the 15th… Gotta call Retiro today to check out if there are any other news. People, keep up the good vibes!

Last night LightShadow made an appearance after 9pm. Her visit was a treat. Roxy was very excited about it LOL Thanks for the bichitos! Oh, and I forgot to give you a small something, as well as I forgot to give Joe another… Well, hope he passes by soon so I can give it to you both. :)

Lucinda also made an apparition, at work, yesterday. Left me a couple of black cartulinas so I make something for Einsteins big surprise b-day party on Sun. Let’s see how that turns out, since it will be at the boy’s grandparents house… Ugh!

The phone company made a mistake and cut my line last night, but it will be restores fee-less… we’ll see about THAT. Hmm…

So… TGI Friday! Yay! I need to ponder how I will do things, when and were… Payments, moving, etc… I also need to ponder about some people…

No more news for now, stay tuned…

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