I think it is high time I did a friends cut just to clear up my flist a little bit, to see who really reads my journal and who doesn't, that sort of thing. Hopefully it'll make things a little easier to keep up with, or so that's the plan. My journal as of late has been all friends only anyways, so it is no surprise that I am doing this, in my honest opinion at least.

So, here's the deal. All you need to do if you want to stay friended by me is to comment here (and tell me something unique about yourself or post your favorite song lyrics for fun). I'll be unfriending those who don't comment, it's as simple as that.

Christmas was swell.

The family got along for a change with no fighting. We drank wine, laughed, listened to music, enjoyed an awesome dinner, exchanged gifts, and generally just had a really good time. First holiday in a long, long, long ass time that I was able to smile through and not fake. I returned home with the same smile, and it was... just lovely.

This year I received a beautiful wolf blanket that I snuggle with nearly 24/7 because it is so soft, a stunning blue Chinese dress with white lotus flowers on it, a lovely bronze colored sweater that hangs off the shoulders a bit, some scrumptious Ferrero Roche chocolates, some blue silk pajamas, a bit of cash, my own DVD player, and my own cell phone. I'm supopsed to be receiving a new PS2 sometime soon as well, which I'm looking forward to... and in the next day or so I should be expecting a package from a certain someone who has subsequently turned out to be my favorite holiday gift of all.

My Crow. ♥

Today is technically my mother's birthday. Which means I'll likely be babysitting a lot, but whatever. I do that anyways, so I don't really care. Happy birthday to her though, though she'll not see this, even though she makes me mad like a hippo with a hernia all the damn time. Hrmph.

People are supposed to make Resolutions and shit, huh? Considering it's like... New Years. I haven't really made any worthwhile in a long time that I've been willing to stick to, but since the end of this year is turning out to be rather nice, I think I'll make some solid promises to myself to start next year off with... and hope the close of this year will make keeping them all the more easy come 2007.

First and foremost, I need to get a job. Seriously. So I am going to start looking for one extra hard now, no more bullshit. Secondly, that story I can't finish for the deadline of the 1st so I'm just going to finish it before the end of 2007 and I'm going to take it to a publishing company and see what can be done with it. Instead of making it a novella, I might turn it into a short novel. I'll be saving up for summer to visit Crow, but also saving up to move out and really get going in life. Nyuk, nyuk... I think I'll throw in the whole jazz about stopping my nail biting habit as well, maybe losing some weight and getting in shape again, and hopefully curbing my temper.

Lucky number 7 and all, I think this'll be a good year coming.

...Oh, and I want to get myself soem Johnny Cash albums. XD I swear, any time I feel like burning down my house, listening to his music just calms me right down. So... I'll work on getting ahold of that this year, and I think tomorrow I'll watch the movie we own about him tomorrow.

Happy holidays and New Years wishes to everyone~ ♥

MERRY CHRISTMAS FLIST ILULULULULULU!!

SPECIAL SHOUT OUTS TO TATI, SIRRA, CROW, SHUL, BEKA, JESSE, KA-CHAN, JIRRU, SCAREBEAR, AND MILLY!!

Ahh... the holidays bring good tidings in a great many ways, both small and large in scale. This year I've been given a nice new home, less quarreling (thus far) with my family, and the opportunity to have a short story published, or rather, the aid to have such done extended to me. I'm... quite gleeful actually.

But I have until January 1st to compose something between 80-90 pages long. I suppose I'll need to work diligently. The person only wishes to see a rough draft, which is a plus. For much of tonight I was afraid I'd have nothing to write about, but... tonight while talking to someone, a good friend of mine, I was given a burst of inspiration, that of which also inspired a poem I wrote after she'd gone to bed.

So... this is dedicated to her, and my short story... well, for any whom are interested in it, I may e-mail you it when it is done if you'd like me to. If not, it's all fine and well.


Return to Me By Moonlight

The dawn that's rising in the morn,
Is touched with winter's kiss...
Upon the sunlight, cold is born,
The wind a sweeping, bitter bliss...

A veil of white descends upon,
The rolling plains near her shores...
But there upon the stones she waits,
Even through the advent of the storm...

Settling all around, falling dreary, falling weary,
Her tears are offered for the barren rings of the icy sea...

And she sang, "Je vous attendrai toujours,"
Into the wind, a song carried by the water...
And she sang, "Je vous attendrai toujours,"
But she never heard an answer...
"Revenez à moi par clair de lune,"
Return to me by moonlight...
"Renvoyez-moi mon amour,"
Return to me, my love...
But she never heard an answer...

Streaking gray a pale moon's sky,
Are clouds of unholy dreaming...
Her shores are drenched in cruel rain,
But her promise is worth keeping...

Settling all around, cold and crying, cold and dying,
Her hand beckons for the barren fingers of the icy sea...

And she sang, "Je vous attendrai toujours,"
Into the wind, a song carried by the water...
And she sang, "Je vous attendrai toujours,"
But she never heard an answer...
"Vous vivez pour toujours à mon coeur,"
You live for always in my heart...
"Renvoyez-moi mon amour,"
Return to me, my love...
But she never heard an answer...

No... she never heard an answer...


It's been a long time since... I felt this at peace.

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