Oh, it's what you do to me...

Another Cliff dream. At least I get to see him today.

And wouldn't you know my iPod woke me up with "Hey There Delilah"?

I hate obsession.

Wow, this is turning into a regular old Cliff blog, isn't it? I swear I'll stop obsessing long enough to talk about other stuff... eventually... not that anyone reads this anyway. xD

So I actually put him out of my mind and I was actually going to do my APUSH essay... but "Hey There Delilah" was playing on my iPod. See, it always skips on my iPod 'cause I downloaded it and it messes up at "none of them" and "the world", but in my dream it was playing on my iPod, and we were talking at Barnes and Noble, and it got really climatic and then the song didn't skip. So I won't download a new version that doesn't skip because it's like... my thing. So lame, I know.

Anyway, it made me start thinking about him and I'm kinda happy... because I get to see all my friends tomorrow, and I get to see him even though he probably won't talk to me... but I just like watching him. He's so nice to everyone and he's so cute when he laughs... and it makes me feel all warm inside even if he's not even talking to me.

Because you all wanted to know that, my non-existant cyber audience. One of these days I WILL make an entire update without mentioning Cliff...

Oh, and Jessica at work said that if I don't talk to him by tomorrow, she's stealing me and she and April are going to take me to the mall, teach me how to do my hair cool, and help me pick out some clothes. I don't know whether that's an insult or not, but at least they want to help... so I'll have to talk to him, because I don't have the money!

$$$$$$$ <3

Don't You Know

Yeah, I wrote this. Because I haven't seen him in ages and I can't stop thinking about him. Laugh if you want.

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Don't you know she adores you,
and she can't help daydreaming of you?

Don't you know she has a fool's heart,
and she's still waiting for you?

Don't you know that when you speak,
she listens even when you're not talking to her?

Don't you know that when you smile,
she has butterflies for days?

Don't you know that her heartbeat quickens,
and all you have to do is look?

Don't you know she's afraid to speak,
because she's afraid you don't know her name?

Don't you know she feels alone,
even with all of her friends around her?

Don't you know she still keeps her feelings,
while she knows that she doesn't have a chance?

Don't you know that you're in her mind,
because maybe you're supposed to be there?

Don't you know that she's terrified to lose you,
even though you were never hers?

You're such a fool.
Don't you know she loves you?

A Hero Comes Home - Beowulf

Out of the mist of history he'll come again
Sailing on ships across the sea to a wounded nation
Signs of a savior and fire on the water
It's what we prayed for, one of our own

Just wait though wide he may roam
Always a hero comes home
He goes where no one has gone
But always a hero comes home

Deep in the heart of darkness sparks a dream of light
Surrounded by hopelessness he finds the will to fight
There's no surrender, always remember
It doesn't end here, we're not alone

Just wait though wide he may roam
Always a hero comes home
He goes where no one has gone
But always a hero comes home

And he will come back on a crimson tide
Dead or alive
And even though we know the bridge has burned
He will return... He will return!

Just wait though wide he may roam
Always a hero comes home
He knows of places unknown
But always a hero comes home

Someday he may carve his stone
The hero comes home

He goes and comes back alone
But always a hero comes home
Just wait though wide he may roam
Always a hero come home!

Puppy love sucks.

Am I pathetic, or what?

I've been trying not to think about Cliff too much, since it only makes me kinda sad, since I know I don't have a chance... but I can't help it! I've dreamed about him for the past few nights- nothing bad, just us hanging out, talking... one where we met at Barnes and Noble. All I want to do is be around him, and have him like me, but I clam up whenever I'm near him and I can't think of anything to say.

I heard that even though he likes Caitlyn, he's not going to ask her out. I'm kind of glad about that. It means my hopes aren't totally crushed. But Maggie and Courtney and a bunch of other girls who hate me are all over him... I can't get in edgewise.

Here's to being completely smitten, but not standing a chance.<>

Abortion

Anyone who knows me knows I'm against abortion. For English, we're doing a project about a controversial trial. My group did Roe v. Wade, the one that made abortion legal in the United States. Part of the project involved writing a closing argument for either the defense or the prosecution, and I got stuck with the prosecution (being Roe, for abortion). I hated the idea of supporting something I was against, so I decided to pretend to be a stupid, heartless bastard. I was going to find a picture of a human fetus and hold it up, and be all... "Does this look like a human being to you?"

Well, I found my picture. And it made me cry. I'm not going to post it here, but follow the link, please.

http://www.abort73.com/HTML/AbortionPictures/images/abortion-09-03.jpg

See the little organs? The hands and feet? That's the life that didn't get a chance to blossom. PWNED, Roe betches. Respect life, damn it. And I don't care what you tell me- that's life.

NaNo Creature Info

So, now that my novel has totally changed its... theme type thing... I have some strange creatures that are becoming involved. Here's some info about them, straight from my notes.

Cursed- The race of sentient Chimeras. As a people, they are generally good at disguise. They are well-known for their messenger system. They have no defining religion, but gladly adapt those of others. Their government is a democracy that is non-functional. They exist as servants to another race. A great doom awaits them, and they are all too aware of it.

Cairn- The spindly race. They have silky hair and often tie things like feathers into it. They have eyes that change color constantly. When they die, they actually turn into another kind of creature. Their government is a plutocracy. Once slaves, they overthrew their masters and rule their realm now. (Lucian’s friend who still needs a name)

Desert Halfling- This race evolved in a desert region. The race has vestigial eyes and horse-like ears. Physically, this race posesses degenerated agility and unearthly health. The race is known for their empathy and their republican government (yay!). (Irra)

And I swear... I will post an excerpt soon... promise!

Quick Update

In my NaNo frenzy, I keep forgetting about my blog. xD

I've almost hit 20k on my novel, horray! And there are sky pirates. >:D

I also have a new hangout thread on Gaia to direct you to...

http://www.gaiaonline.com/forum/friends-chat/oxx-pirates-in-the-sky-a-hangout-thread/t.34661117/

And happy Veteran's Day. Yay for our soldiers! <3

NaNoWriMo Ate My Soul.

Not much going on. NaNoWriMo ate my soul. Word count is 14,402 as of 10:05 PM on day seven. Week one's over, and I think I can already feel the slogs of week two heading my way... time to batten down the hatches, or, as they would say in my novel, batten down the zeppelin...

I promised an excerpt, didn't I? Even though no one reads this, I'll make good on my promise. <3>

Nothing going on with Cliff. Hardly any contact whatsoever. Maybe I should just give up... but I can't help it.

Stuck singing that stupid song that everyone seems to like...

Hey there, Delilah, what's it like in New York City?
I'm 1000 miles away but girl tonight you look so pretty.

Hey There Delilah, Plain White T's

Hey there Delilah
What's it like in New York City?
I'm 1000 miles away
But tonight you look so pretty
Yes you do
Times Square can't shine as bright as you
I swear it's true

Hey there Delilah
Don't you worry about the distance
I'm right there if you get lonely
Give this song another listen
Close your eyes
Listen to my voice, it's my disguise
I'm by your side

Oh it's what you do to me
Oh it's what you do to me
Oh it's what you do to me
Oh it's what you do to me
What you do to me

Hey there Delilah
I know times are getting hard
But just believe me, girl
Someday I'll pay the bills with this guitar
We'll have it good
We'll have the life we knew we would
My word is good

Hey there Delilah
I've got so much left to say
If every simple song I wrote to you
Would take your breath away
I'd write it all
Even more in love with me you'd fall
We'd have it all

Oh it's what you do to me
Oh it's what you do to me
Oh it's what you do to me
Oh it's what you do to me

A thousand miles seems pretty far
But they've got planes and trains and cars
I'd walk to you if I had no other way
Our friends would all make fun of us
And we'll just laugh along because we know
That none of them have felt this way
Delilah I can promise you
That by the time we get through
The world will never ever be the same
And you're to blame

Hey there Delilah
You be good and don't you miss me
Two more years and you'll be done with school
And I'll be making history like I do
You'll know it's all because of you
We can do whatever we want to

Hey there Delilah here's to you
This ones for you

Oh it's what you do to me
Oh it's what you do to me
Oh it's what you do to me
Oh it's what you do to me
What you do to me.

Ready, Set, Go!: NaNoWriMo '07 has begun!

That's right, guys, yesterday was the beginning of National Novel Writing Month. I'm determined to get my 1667 words a day, and I got a bit of a headstart with over 3000 yesterday. Remember those little updates I had about possible plots? Well, I scrapped them all. I'm writing a steampunk adventure novel. It looks pretty good, and once I get to an exciting part I'll post a little bit to let you read it. Maybe. >.> <.<

On the downside, I got sick at the Toilet Bowl last night (the tb is the game we play in every year for sucking so badly during the regular season, and it's always on a Thursday). I was throwing up a lot, and I didn't go to school again. I still feel like I'm gonna puke, but at least I have time to work on my novel.

Wish me luck, and good luck to my fellow Wrimos!