Yeah.. Don't you think 'political correctness' is going a wee bit far? a little while back I had to attend this show type thing at my little brother's school and all the kids started singing, ''Baa baa Ethnic sheep, have you any wool....'' Wth! Who's gonna get offended by a kid's nursery rhyme that happens to involve a black sheep? I mean, if someone called me a white sheep I wouldn't get all offended.. I'd just look at them like they were off their head... and by that logic it should be 'Snow caucasian and the seven little people' Thoughts?
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=TywmpMQYojs I have a dirty mind Dx
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=beCnp_GV1AI :Awesome:
ok.. so I have recently discovered the godlike creative genius that is Tim Burton. His films are amaaaaazing :'D so what is your favourite of his movies? Mine are Sweeney Todd and Edward Scissorhands though I love them all :3
Right.. I'm thinking of writing a novel but I have really really bad writers block atm and I wanna see if anyone would be actually interested in it before I decide to continue writing it so any and all comments would greatly appreciated.. and if you could give CC I'll love you forever! =D I really don't want to scrap this idea because I've liked writing what I've written and I sooo want to finish it but I just don't know if people will like it. In this I'm gonna include a summary I've written plus the first half of the first chapter.. and if people like it then I'm gonna put up the second half of the first chapter and chapter 2 and so on :3 so comment PLEASE~~ I'm depending on you guys :<3: p.s. I as of yet don't have a title (darn writers block) I'll most likely come up with one sooner or later but any suggestions would also be appreciated <3 So here is the Summary :- Two lovers called Lily and Jayden have lived in this huge city their whole lives, but Jayden is becoming increasingly paranoid, he's under the delusion that Lily secretly hates him and one day he snaps, killing her and all her friends and family while they're at a party. Jayden, having loved Lily more than life, realizes what he's done and kills himself out of guilt and sorrow. But it doesn't end there.. When humans die before their time they don't go to heaven or hell as promised- They are re-born as they were in a world parallel to this one to live out the remainder of their lives until their 'time' truly comes. In this alernate world with it's violet-tinged sky, triplet moons and weird and wonderful creatures and quirks, war is on. With each side fighting hard for their idea of peace. Lily, who has no recollection of her murder whatseover joins the Kainata, who are fighting for their dignity, Jayden, who can remember every detail of his sin and is still wracked with guilt joins Hakani, who are fighting for their pride. With the pair now pitted against each other yet still in love.. How will it turn out? Right.. well yeah ^^' Here's the first half of the first chapter.. Hope you guys like ^__^ Chapter One; Beautiful. Countless huge concrete towers darkened slowly against a dimming, dirty orange sky with the exception of the occasional square of light from one of the windows above as the last of the day faded into night. The acquired scent of a million cars hung in the cooling air as the barely noticeable autumn wind breathed through the city streets, rustling old newspapers and empty drinks cans as it went. The constant drone of people and vehicles and industry grew ever so slightly quieter as the hours passed but never once ceased. Most people would look out of their windows atop one of the many high rise flats and wonder why they ever came to the choking density of the city, what they ever saw in it, what was keeping them there.. To most people the city was nothing more than an overgrown tangle of dirty buildings, decaying rubbish and rusty scrap metal. But not to Lily. Her deep onyx eyes saw an entirely different world. To her, every run-down building, every broken traffic light, every unused and rusty car had its own story to tell. Stories from the time the city she’d been born in was the pride of the country. Stories from when people would come from far and wide to admire the huge skyscrapers, the gleaming landmarks, the breathtaking views of the nearby sea. Then, the sea was a pristine jewel on the edge of the great city, sparkling and beautiful like an enormous liquid sapphire, surrounded by sand as pure and clean as virgin snow. Now, the sea was little more than a thick, filthy mass of dirty green liquid practically incapable of supporting any kind of life, surrounded by a shrunken ring of black, sticky land. But it too told a story, and to Lily, It was beautiful. The story of the city was a sad one but every person, every animal, every object knew it by heart. When the government came and found oil in their sea, millions of people from all over the continent flocked to the promise of money. All was well for a while, the city thrived on all the extra money and the job opportunities brought in so many people from so many backgrounds from all over the world, but it wasn’t to last. The skyscrapers were demolished and the nearby woods deforested to make room for new industry. Smoke soon blackened the landmarks and the sea became nothing more than an oversized dump, the beaches were stained black and littered with dead sea life. The pungent smell of sulphur clung constantly to the air. So the tourists stopped coming there, the reputation of urban perfection was replaced by a reputation only desirable to the people who cared about not much more than money. The local people didn’t take too kindly to the immigrants, either. To them, it was their sea, their oil, so it should be their money. Soon, fights broke out, stories of racism and hate smeared across the front page of every newspaper. Newspapers that most of which would end up one of countless pieces of forgotten trash that had collected in heaps dotted around the busy streets. The constant noise and smells of the industry soon drove out most of the people who’d been born there, who’d grown up there, who’d lived, loved and laughed no-where but there. It became a ghost of what it formerly was. Nothing but a scar. But to Lily, it was beautiful. Lily had always been an accepting soul. She was able to see beauty in pretty much anything and everything. If it told a story, it was beautiful. If it had endured any kind of suffering and still stood, it was beautiful. If it had been created by the hand of man, it was beautiful. She loved her home, always had, even the dense, polluted mess it had become. She loved sitting on one of the many rusting benches in the town centre, watching as a million faces passed her by, most of which she’d probably never see again, imagining what was going through their minds. She loved standing on the roof of one of the towers as the sky became dark, watching as hundreds upon thousands of streetlights flicked to life like makeshift stars. But most of all, she loved the older buildings near the heart of the city, she would walk around for hours on end imagining what it must have felt like back then. She’d marvel at the great buildings which could only have been crafted by simplicity itself with the greatest care and patience and finished with a sensation of pure pride and accomplishment. True art. She could only imagine how a builder of that time would feel knowing he had created something that‘d last centuries. She sat on the edge of a disused and rusting bridge, listening to the soft crash of the waves below and the distant hum of the city. Her legs dangled over the edge as the cooling breeze blew her thick ebony hair away from her fair face. She took a deep breath, opened her immensely dark eyes and smiled slightly, absorbing her beloved surroundings as the last of twilight faded. ‘’Ugh.. Really, Lily, I don’t know how you can stand this place. What exactly is there to like about it?’’ Came an unmistakable voice. Lily turned her head slightly to smile at the boy standing behind her, his arms crossed over his body. ‘’Lots of things, really. You just have to really see things when you look at them.‘’ She replied, looking back out to the ocean. He sighed and sat down next to her, letting his legs hang down beside hers. He was taller than she was but couldn’t have been any older. His auburn hair which normally hung down almost brushing his shoulders was pulled back into a loose ponytail exposing soft yet undeniably masculine features. He wasn’t tanned but he wasn’t pale either, his cheeks glowing a very light shade of coffee. His olive lips seemed to gently curl upward in a constant smile, even when he was upset. His eyes were a beautiful bright jade which literally glowed like fireflies whenever he smiled. His smile was an infectious one, exposed flawless teeth and seemed to light up everywhere within a few meters. ‘’Still..’’ his countertenor voice sounded uncharacteristically frustrated as his eyes fixed on the horizon, dotted with rigs and tankers far in the distance. ‘’Doesn’t it upset you? This city was gorgeous before they struck oil, Now everything, even the ocean, has been ruined. Why are humans so selfish?’’ ‘’hmm..’’ Lily neither agreed nor disagreed. Jayden saw beauty in life. He loved nature, especially the ocean, a world so humble yet so vibrant. So silent but with so much to shout about. He loved the safety of the warm water around him and the countless colours and shapes that seemed to dance in a kaleidoscope of life around him. He loved the woods too. He loved laying down on a bed of grass and moss soft as feathers surrounded by ancient trees. Their strong arms branching out like guardian angels into a diamond-studded sky, fabricating a protective canopy of leaves that shone a bright emerald in the soft gleam of moonlight. Fireflies dancing in carefree clouds like animated stars around him as the sweetly scented breeze blew through the untouched sanctuary, whispering echoed stories as old as time through the trees, accompanied by a chorus of cicadas and crickets. To some, insect-ridden dirty twigs. To Jayden, true beauty in it’s purest form. ‘’Well..’’ Lily continued, looking for the right words. ‘’An object is an object really, its all about what you see within it. How we see things makes us who we are.’’ ‘’Yea, I suppose.’’ he said with a sigh, ‘’But still..’’ he brought a warm hand up to her face to gently tilt it towards his, their eyes met, jade and onyx, ‘’You know you’re the only reason I’m still living in this shithole.’’ His voice lowered to almost a whisper. Lily smiled shyly. ‘’Heh, Sorry..’’ she giggled, she couldn’t take her eyes off his. ‘’Nah, Don’t apologise.’’ He smiled back, and her heart melted. ‘’I may be living in a dump, but I’m living with you, as far as I’m concerned, who could ask for anything more?’’ His eyes shined at he spoke. She leaned slightly forward, feeling her eyes close. Their lips met, and for a second, nothing else existed in the world. ‘’Thanks. I love you.’’ She whispered into his shoulder, his heartbeat the only thing she could hear. He smiled to himself as his lips brushed her forehead. ‘’I love you too.’’ *flails* hope you enjoyed... Comments? CC? They'd be greatly appreciated ^^
Every time I import an .avi video (or something like that) to WMM it only comes up as audio! There's no picture or anything, even though i downloaded a video. how do i get the picture?
http://uk.youtube.com/watch?v=Wt2vqoEZO9A Kingdom Hearts- Amaranth. made with WMM i know the quality's a bit crappy but still, watch it please?
The world's gonna end tomorrow.
I now have 666 posts. Does this mean i'm damned to hell for all eternity? O_o
I <3 this band! Does anyone else here like them or has heard of them?
Someone Please change it?
I was watching a preview of that new batman movie on tv just now because i was bored and i noticed that... ... The joker has a glasgow smile!!!
They call oreos 'bopeos' xDDDD
Which diclonious (sp?) did you like best? I liked Lucy. She was Cool!
In the land of dragons, when they saw Riku with a cloak on they were all like ''Riku's in the orginization?'' and in TWTNW when goofy said ''A black cloak means orginization 13'' when they didnt even have a clue who roxas was. If that was the case then why didnt they go around accusing Mickey of being in the orginzation!?
Ok, this is my first fanfic so dont hate me if it sucks. Its mainly about the 14th member. Well, here goes nothing- Prolouge- Night had fallen. The normally bright, welcoming suburban streets were now lonely and dark, like someone had drained away its very essence. The rain poured down in buckets and the sky split every few minutes as another bolt of lightning stabbed the earth. Narika had staples in her ribs. She'd been running for what seemed like forever. Her black hair which normally fluttered in the light summer breeze was now drenched and sticking flat to her head, making her look like a strange new species of seal. Her onyx eyes barely traced the growing outline of her house through the heavy rain. At last she reached her door. She fumbled with the keys and opened the door for herself. A wave of warm air hit her as soon as the door was closed behind her. She went into the living room and threw herself on the couch, suddenly, the familiar cackle of childrens laughter split her ears.Her little brother, Ricky looked up from his video game and burst out laughing. ''Hey, Narika! You look like a fish!'' It was half true, she thought as she caught a glimpse of herself in the mirror. She looked like a week-drowned corpse that had been dragged from its watery grave and was brought back to life frankenstein style. ''You're early home, Narika. It's only 8.30.'' said her dad, looking away from his newspaper and at his watch. ''Well, i'm not staying out in that all night, the entire volume of the pacific ocean must be up in that cloud!'' Her dad looked out of the window. Another bolt of lightning lashed out from the sky. He nodded his head. ''True.'' Narika dragged herself upstairs and dropped her shoes and her drenched jacket on the lilac carpet of her room. She threw herself on the bed. Kiara's house was on the other side of town and she was exhausted from the run. She closed her eyes just for a minute but within 30 seconds she was asleep. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ The streets of the world that never was were as bleak as ever. They had given the world a fitting name. The only light was a heart-shaped moon, looming through the darkness. Huge skyscrapers touched empty space, casting eerie shadows on the city below. Neon signs advertised companies that didn't exist. An enormous castle which dominated the city and was seen past even the greatest skscrapers seemed to float in midair despite its huge size, watching the empty world. It wasn't raining tonight, there was no wind either, but it was so cold out one could almost feel their bones turn to ice. ''Lucky nobodies can't feel cold.'' thought the figure who was standing in an alleyway between two skyscapers. His hood covered his eyes but he could still make out his breath changing into mist when it came into contact with the air. Suddenly, a dark portal opened up a few metres behind the mysterious figure. Another man stepped out of the swirls of black, purple and navy blue. He was dressed in the same black cloak, and his hood also covered his face. ''You're late.'' The first figure removed his hood to reveal glaring yellow eyes, straight blue hair and a distinctive X shaped scar. ''Sorry, I got a little side-tracked.'' The second man did the same with his hood revealing spikey red hair and two dark green marks that resembled teardrops under his gleaming emerald eyes. ''You mean wasting time with that useless little runt you call a friend? Again?'' ''Don't talk about Roxas like that!'' The redhead snapped. The older nobody turned his head towards him. ''Must I remind you to respect your elders, number VIII? Besides, we are here to discuss our new plans seeing as the other boy has been destroyed, and you didn't attend the last meeting.'' The younger nobody glared at the man in front of him. ''Wait, what other boy?'' he asked, his angry frown disappearing. ''Oh, Thats right. You and Roxas were on a mission when the news was received, and i guess Zexion forgot to tell you.'' ''Tell me what?'' Axel was getting impatient now. A grin crept across the older nobodys face. Ok, thats the prolouge. I'll post chapter 1 next week. ^-^
WOO! Hi Again! sorry I havent been on for ages!
''*holds up clarinet* you watch it! this is a weapon and a silencer!'' ''I WANT BLOOD!'' ''your one to talk! your so stupid you try to put skittles in alphabetical order and a face like a melted boot so SHUT IT!'' ''When In doubt, yell SHARINGAN at the top of your voice, okey dokey?'' ''Stop sitting like L!'' she's nuts, what can i say?
so I won't be on till it gets fixed, which may be a week or a month, I don't really have a clue. Anyway, bye for now everyone! I shall return!
the iPod touch pwns all other ipods *is typing this on iPod touch and is still getting used to this bloody touchscreen* lol
