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To-to-ro, Totoro! To-to-ro, Totoro!

Who leaves the seeds,
For wewe to find?
Follow them and wewe will see,
a treasure there.

Then plant the seeds,
and help them grow!
It may seem the like a dream,
things are not what they seem.

Now begins a new adventure for you!
And you'll be with

To-to-ro, Totoro! To-to-ro, Totoro!

Living in the forest trees,
for such a very, very long time!

There you'll be with

To-to-ro, Totoro! To-to-ro, Totoro!

You only see him when your very young,
a magical adventure for you!
It's magic for you.


Rain tumbles down...
the bus is late.
Suddenly, a furry wet giant
is kwa your...

I had this coming: Instead of opening my eyes to the gentle sight of Ranma sleeping soundly with his strong arms embracing me, I was rudely awakened kwa a frying pan to the head.
"YOU--!!" Akane screamed, wheezing and standing over us. I jerked my head to Ranma for assistance, but he was unconscious on the floor with a large bump on his forehead. I jumped up and ran shouting to the kitchen.
"HEEELP!" I hid behind Kasumi who was preparing breakfast.
"Akane, dear, what happened?" Kasumi asked; her voice was a bit frightened.
"I'll tell wewe what happened! That sneaky little jerk was sleeping with...

It was a chilly night in November,
and his name was Jeremy.

Jeremy was an police officer, biking back down a long kilima returning from shift at nearly two o'clock in the morning. He wheezed, watching his breath flow out from chapped lips. He shivered through his dark brown suit, jacketless. He felt icicles forming on the tips of his messy black hair. As he neared the bottom of the steep hill, a faint cry could be heard clearer and clearer. A sudden vision of a woman-- no-- a girl came into view. Jeremy's eyes widened as he hopped off of his bike, pulling it along with him as he ran down the...

It all happened too fast. I didn't even have time to shout "Help me, this crazy girl with blue hair is kidnapping me!" as she bolted down the beach. The three boys just stared in awe about how the stubby female could run so quickly with a 104 pound ginger slung over her shoulder; she kicked up sand as she ran. The sky began to get darker.
Huff, huff.
"Who are you?"
Huff, huff.
"Can I ask your age?"
Huff, huff.
"Aren't wewe tired yet? Little... girl?"
"No!" she snapped at me, and I could tell kwa the slight scowl creeping across her face that she didn't like the title little.

"My name is Lu-fá."
"Interesting...

Tonight, too, wewe have a blank look in your eyes,
as your hesitating shadow reflected in the mirror
mischievously becomes even darker,
and takes a grey-colored breath.

Now, resist! This is a slowly precipitating world.
Shouldn't where wewe stand be some place different?

I tut-tut at the overly embellished lies,
and fly off with my feet bare.
With my shackles removed, what's left
is my laughably foolish but yet sturdy strength.

My chest starts to throb to the point of being helpless,
as I force open the night's window.
Yes, I shall do everything as ordered kwa you.
You will rule the world.

When wewe break out...

May 19th, 2010 -- I guess the reason I'm typing this is because it's a way to get the feelings out, au I'm just extremely bored.

First, I'd like to say that fanpop has become truly addicting. At this moment in time, I can't possibly imagine how lonely I would be if I hadn't met the fantastic people I'm able to talk to in this siku and age. fanpop gave me friendship, knowledge from others, new interests, and most of all, lifted my spirits.

But only slightly. It also stomped on them at times. I regret stupid things, like saying I was in upendo with Duncan from TDI. Now that was just absurd. Never...