Fenrira

It seems we've once again circled the sun completely, and made it out the other end alive. Well, everyone who's reading this has. Anyway, Happy New Year everyone. We didn't do fireworks this year because we were late. Thus far into the year, it's not going as one might hope to start off a year, as to say, today kinda started whomping early. Anyway, it's not due to last, so eventually I'll be done with whatever this is going on and on to better things. Let's have another great year everyone^^.

Happy New Year everyone. I know I didn't update my journal for Christmas as I did before, but I was computerless that day so bear with it. I hope all your Christmases (and various other holdiday's I always miss two or three when I write them out) were wonderful and filled with good memories. 2012: a sleu of new apocolyptic hopefulls, a new presidential election (for which Obama has allegedly decided not to run for), and the year of the Dragon on the Chinese Zodiac Cycle (water dragon to be more precise I think). This is my first year in a while not spending New Year's setting off fireworks at my Aunt and Uncle's house with my cousins and th

Why do people cry when they're sad? Is it the Aqua la Vida within them- is it that cup draining or overflowing? Why is it that tears well in their eyes? To blur the picture before them, to hide it behind Harebell colored glasses? Why do our throats feel choked and our tongues become dry? Just to make it impossible to construct coherent speech? To reduce us to primal moans and wails? Why can I be sent reeling to a bed of dead leaves from a waft or glance or word? Just to remind me that even some scars can hurt? Why does it have to be on display, right on my face? I can hold my slather when I hunger, and sniff my nose when I fall ill