It is my sincerest wish that I am able to give substance, value, meaning, and compassion to the words I write, as well as the words I read. With a little hope, I will spend the rest of my life continuing to add value to the words in my life.
I’ve lived the majority of my life in this world; this world caught between dreams and reality. I’m not sure where I am. I’m not sure why I am. The only thing I am aware of is the fact that I’m still here, wherever here is.
Four unsuspecting teenagers are caught in the path of Satan and his mission for destruction. Love has finally taken its toll on the sands of friendship.
So, the Internet and computers have taken over our lives, and in a sense, replaced books; through e-mail, businesses, research, and even in the way we run our schools. In the eyes of so many people, books have become a thing of the past.
At some point in everybody’s life, the question of “Who am I?” rears its ugly head. We are put into a situation where we question everything about ourselves, followed by a careful examination of our entire lives.
Call me nerdy. Call me a loser. Call me any derogatory comment you’d like, but I have to get something off of my chest. I currently partake in a Harry Potter roleplaying site.
Has your stomach ever rumbled so hard that it sounds like some hard rock bass lines are thumping their way through your entire body? That’s what this night was like. I hadn’t eaten since the night before and I was becoming grumpy.