Getting Down With the Sickness

So far this week I've gotten two days off school because of snowstorms and I'm LOVING it! Getting to stay home, slide and throw snowballs into my sister's face while she makes snow angels in fresh powdery snow. But along with these days off has been a problem, a problem half of Newfoundland is facing.

The Common Cold!!!

I caught it last weekend, right after my birthday party and I've suffered its terrible talons ever since. I've been blowing my nose in blustery winds for a whole week! This is abnormal because I'm one of those people who almost NEVER get sick, maybe once a year, but other than that NEVER. But now I'm suffering, my throat is sore and scabbed, the voice I'm speaking with is much to raspy to be recognizable as my own and I'm pale as the snow that surrounds me. I hate this! I can barely enjoy the beauty of winter with this malady, and as I walk around i see that such problems are not for me alone, my dad, my mom, my friends, my nan and my pop have it, only my sister remains among several other survivors but it will reach her too, it is only a matter of time.

But for now I embrace it, what other options do I have? I've simply been getting worse, never better. My only choice is to Get Down With the Sickness.

Blood Droplets to the Needlepoint

Guess its obvious by the title that this post will be either creepy and morbid or about giving blood. Well the second one is partly right, I've got the blood test finally finished! The needle poked into a vein in my arm, my blood filled three vials and no further troubles, I mean not even a droplet of pain, I was surprisingly relieved. I stopped bleeding real quick (hope thats a good sign) and I was out of the cold, office-like hospital in less than 10 minutes.

Problem about this is because of the delays my results will be back in FEBRUARY! I mean COME ON! How long should it take to get some fucking blood analyzed! Sorry that I lost control of my tongue back there but I'm infuriated, I was supposed to get this test in DECEMBER! I wanted this damned surgery DONE AND OVER WITH! But now once again, thanks to the imbeciles at the hospital I'll be waiting once more, I wouldn't be surprised if I never got the damn surgery, that'd be all too plausible after so many long waits!

Glistening Eyes of the Hopeful

Tears are the greatest expression. It tells guilt, fear, happiness, love, hate, anger but most of all sadness. I share your tears for the broken hearted, those of wilted dreams, those of faded souls. If I could help them I would.... but would I really, if I could save another, younger, more important life in exchange for my own, would I? Its a question we all ponder, whether it be a staggering prick in the front of our thoughts or an unconscious idea straying in the backs of our mind can we and would we help them.

But that has no point as to my statement, I feel the pain of these people, these children. Those who lose their identity in the false promises of others. It is these things that plant the seed of hatred, a seed that will eventually grow into a tree with strangling roots, tearing all nourishment from the soil around it.

False promises woven in a flowing silk, how can anyone make them? How do we endure the thought of people making these promises every day.

I feel great sadness that so few notice the pains of those around us , hopefully somebody will soon pass a giving hand to these people, the children that were, so that they will return to the childish glee of freedom, the makeshift illusion it brings to the glistening eyes of the hopeful..

Cake and Constantly Crashing Computers

I haven't been around for a while which in my opinion isn't acceptable. I made a commitment by creating this blog and I believe that entitles me to the responsibility of posting every now and then without the propaganda that seems to be blocking the page to which I was previously watching. Today I have much to talk about so get your ears and eyes ready, for this'll be a longer post than is usual for me :)

Firstly I must state the main reason as to why I haven't been around lately, the computer, it wasn't preforming up to snuff. Which, in turn, drove me dad into craziness that his beloved child of constant, tedious strain wasn't the embodiment of perfection. So he overclocked until it crashed, and it crashed and it crashed some more. Eventually he realized he was doing more harm than help so.. FINALLY he got some new stuff. Usually I'd be overjoyed that games'd work better and *gasp* no crashing! But alas everything good comes with a price. As dad bought a motherboard he found out he needed a new fan, making two days with no computer, we get the fan, everybody is happy, finally a chance to check emails and write some ideas that've been boiling within our minds for so long... or was that just me.. Anyway we find out that once again theres a problem the motherboard needs a place to put both hardrive and disc drive (dad's words not mine, I dont speak the language so this is a cheap translation) but it could only hold one, but we needed both. The disc thing was cheaper so we went another day without the computer, all the while my hair was getting tired or being pulled in strain as I watched and waited to return to the glorious novel me and Becca are co-writing. Now I'm back, pouring out thoughts into the blog and the novel, hopefully both will be regarded with the passion i pour into both.

Next HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO ME!!! Okay so it was two days ago but this is the best I can do, I was demoted to a notepad for days... I got an ipod nano (as if mom hid the fact well), an awesome t-shirt, a not so awesome shirt (family I haven't been around in a while) and money. I cant wait until my party, which I planned for this friday, I love having a party every year with my friends as we either watch a movie or fool around for hours, simple pleasures I guess. I treated myself to a trip to chapters, the bookstore and bought Salem's lot (stephen king) and Mr. B Gone (Clive Barker) two books that look to be incredible by two of the best authors EVER!

Also I must say about mine and Becca's book thats being written. I'm so excited, I love the rough design of a plot and intricate detail of a world we've so far created and i've made for myself the most dynamic character I've ever written, a tortured and slightly insane teen of the future... The best kind.. I'll have dillusions and ravings all taking place within the depths of his mind, along with the harrowing tale of his past and the twisted tale that will be traveled thoroughly by him, (I love alliterations, words that keep going in a sentence that all start with the same letter).

Also I promise to keep in touch with all you guys, this place has gotten empty without my posts and your comments.