The story of the tortoise.... by hurate, literature
Literature
The story of the tortoise....
Once upon a time, in the blue skies of Africa, all of the birds of the continent were invited to a great feast in the sky, hosted by the great Dodo himself. they were all joyous, and on the day of the feast, each of them began to prepare themselves, attentive to every detail. they paintes their breast feathers with red cam wood, and the ends of their wings with uli, but they were careful not to overbear their wings like the poor peacock.
Well, the tortoise saw all of he birds preparing, and discovered what they were doing it for. The tortoise never missed anything that went on in the world of animals; he had been around long enough to be ver
In a distant land, where humans roam free, none of them show probity, and are ruled by a constantly befuddled president, there is a city called Lompoc. In this city, there sits an ever-growing evil, known simply as: The fruitcake. Like hundreds of other fruitcakes, it has never been cut, or even bitten into. But, unlike others, this Fruitcake was three hundred years old
It was made by a small time baker in 1703, who lived in the surrounding area of a castle. It was bought by a peasant as a gift to deferentially give to the Duke. It was put on a cart by a messenger with others gifts, and arrived unscathed. But, as nobody likes fruitcakes, it
I knew it was going to be one of those bad days from the start. When I got up to take a shower, I tripped over my cat and broke the mirror with my head. He has been plotting my destruction since he arrived in that UPS package. Anyways, I was walking to school, when I remembered: Atkins was going to meet me at lunch today. He was the local school bully, unabashed as he proudly wore his LEGO shirt every day. I had bumped into him last week, and he had promised me that he would meet me at the bike racks after school if his mom let him. So, yesterday, he told me that he would just meet me during lunch at the lunch table he usually sits at.
So,
Current Residence: Santa Cruz, CA Favourite genre of music: j... rock(all variations) Favourite photographer: N/A Favourite style of art: N/A Operating System: Windows.... XP MP3 player of choice: Windows Media Player Shell of choice: Turtle shells Wallpaper of choice: I prefer paint, actually... Skin of choice: The kind that stays on oneself Favourite cartoon character: Kenshin Personal Quote: oro?
Favourite Visual Artist
not picking favs :o
Favourite Movies
Rurouni Kenshin: Trust and Betrayal (ova's)
Favourite Bands / Musical Artists
Malice Mizer/Moi Dix Mois/Ayumi Hamasaki
Favourite Writers
Grant Naylor
Favourite Games
Resident Evil 3/Xenosaga/Bujingai
Favourite Gaming Platform
Playstation (2)
Tools of the Trade
Adobe, my fingers
Other Interests
Anime, cats, kenshin, green tea, japan, rice, megaman, videogames, flying
This one's from ~Mioku (https://www.deviantart.com/mioku)'s journal.
1. What time do you get up? Oi.... my alarm goes off at 5:49, but I usually try to put it off until about 6:25, after which I have to rush... ut it's because I fall back asleep, really! I need to get up by at least 6.... I wash my hair for a long time.... damnit, I'm such a woman. o.x
2. If you could eat lunch with one person, who would it be? Mel... :D
3. Gold or silver? Silver
4. What was the last film you saw at the cinema? The Grudge
5. What is your favorite TV show? Red Dwarf
6. What did you have for breakfast? Cereal
7. Who would you hate to be stuck in a room with? People that I don't know.
I apologize, for not checking for such a long time.. I was overwhelmed with messages to check... so i am going to start anew! Gomen, I will look at deviations/journals that people want me to, but other than that.. Iw ill just try to catch up! ^^";
*semi-back*