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All of my life I've been waitin' in the rain
I've been waiting for a feeling...that never, ever came
It feels so close, but always disappears....

Darlin', in your wildest dreams, you never had a clue...
But it's time you got the news...

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I'm sorry.

This weekend has not been one that I will want to remember. The financials are now cutting deep, my creativity is running low and my body is weak.

After Wednesday, I will be on Spring Break for two weeks. I just have to get through this.

I have most of the short stories written as well, but unfortunately there was no way I could get to a computer at the weekend to booth them.

At this point in time, I'm just really lost. I need someone to help my find my way again; to help me find me.

I'm sick. Very sick.

I'm sorry.

x

For ... @lazybearkhoa.

"Why is my coffee so goddamn small?!" he said while staring in disbelief at the cup just handed to him. The small red-headed Barista behind the counter was taken, quite literally, aback by this; a good two or three steps back, thought Khoa.

As he tried to beat back the split second embarrassment he had accidentally brought on upon himself, he too took a step back. It was then that he noticed something truly peculiar.

The small orb-like gadget he carried around in his pocket had begun to pulsate; uncontrollably beeping as it did so. The Poke Walker that Khoa had found, broken and beaten, just days before on the San Diego streets, had never even switched on, let alone make a noise such as a beep.

Khoa started to shake the device, furiously trying to figure out a way to get it to stop. It was in his frantic gestures that a small girl made the decision to come over and offer her help.

"Do you know why it is making that noise?" asked the seven year old.

The twenty year old Khoa knew that the little girl had the answer to her own question already; that she took pride in knowing more than he did.

"You let it out" she said with a sigh.

"What do you mean I 'let it out'?!" Khoa asked in bewilderment.

"Every Walker holds one Pokemon, but yours has, somehow, run free. Your Pokemon is out there somewhere, in our world, and it is now your job to get him back."

" ... but, this isn't even my walker." Khoa didn't understand.

"It doesn't matter" said the little girl. "You are the only one in this whole world that can keep that Pokemon safe. It is now your destiny."

Khoa turned to see the sun setting on San Diego, but something in the back of his mind told him that this day was far from over.

*Tomorrow's story will be for @GozzipGirl.*

:)

<3

We should take a ride tonight around the town
and look around at all the beautiful houses
something in the way that blue lights on a black night
can make you feel more
everybody, it seems to me, just wants to be
just like you and me

No one wants to be alone at Christmas time
Come January we're frozen inside
Making new resolutions a hundred times
February, won't you be my valentine?

And if our always is all that we gave
And we someday take that away
I'll be alright if it was just 'til St. Patrick's Day

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My eyes are doing that thing again. You know, when they can't decide on a colour and then they give up, go really green and then circle themselves in black. Yeahhhhh.

I couldn't booth yesterday because I was nowhere near a computer the whole day, and I really couldn't be assed with the shit quality of my Blackberry camera. Sorry about that. Also, I have half the stories from the other day written. I'll start with @lazybearkhoa's tomorrow :D

I really need cheering up. Can anyone help me? LOTS of cheering up please.

<3

Sometimes life can taste so sweet,
when you slow it down;
You start to see the world a little differently,
when you turn it upside down.

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I'm being watched. :O

Well, last night was a complete fail. To be honest, everything just seems mediocre right now. Its not shit, but I'm not happy. I need to find the fuel and then a need a match to set it all off.

Hmm, I sound like a pyromaniac, don't I?

I'm not xD

Not much is going on right so I really have nothing to tell you. I know ... I'm becoming boring haha.

AH
I have an idea.

Anyone who sees this booth, COMMENT.

Give me your name and a place or an object! :)

I'm going to write an individual short story for anyone who wants one. I'll write them all tonight and then, on tomorrows booth, I'll post all of them. :)

I love you. <3

For real though, imagine how it would feel goin' real slow,
down the highway of life with no regrets;
and no breakin' your neck for respect or a paycheck.

For real though, I'll take a break from the wheel and we'll throw the biggest block party; everybody here.
It's a weekend when we can breathe, take it easy...

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It's really hot in the college today. It doesn't make sense though because there are less people than usual here, and all of the heaters are off.

We've just spent the morning looking through our previous work so we can sort it all out into a folio for the university. This, of course, means that I have spent the entire morning doing nothing. Pretty much because thats all we were asked to do.

I'm starting to worry about my financial state until the 28th of this month. I have about 4 pounds left to my name. Shit.

Good news is though, that last week, I worked 33.5 hours.

KACHINGA!

Now I just need to sort out the others aspects of my life. Like love. Yes. Love. That little fucker. Grr.

AHHHHHH shit. Just remembered I have a dentist appointment in about 2 hours. Kinda forgot to tell my tutors that. Its fine; I won't ever have to see my guidance councillor again. :D

Love Liammm.

<3

This is Ryan.

He is my twin.

... also, he is probably the most stupid of my best friends. He is lovely. xD

Say hi / Say bye / Say something funny. :D

<3

Awkward picture taking in starbucks FTW.

I'm having a nice little day out with my family today. We're going to see Alice in Wonderland ... Yes, I have seen it twice before. Then we're going for lunch :)

@Lum is somewhere behind me because he is earning a living ... Something I really think I should be doing too.

Earlier on I was harrassed by two drugged up battered and bruised chavvy teenagers. This is Aberdeen after all.

I really wanna meet some more boothers and I think i'm gonna try to organise another gather sometime soon. Who would be up for that? :)

<3

One, two! One, two! and through and through
The vorpal blade went snicker-snack!
He left it dead, and with its head
He went galumphing back.

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So this is me; over it, over us. All it took was most of a poem to get there. Well, that and a lot of thinking.

I am, what you would call, moving on. Fresh start. Blank page.

Also, thanks for the lovely suggestions. I tried all of them (minus the mohawk [sorrrrrrrrry]) but none of them really work. Even the drawing didn't go as planned which shows me that I'm not all back yet.

I have, however, overcome what I said I would. I have fixed problems in my life and now, with that blank page, comes more problems to overcome. I am not being pessimistic, because not accepting that minor problems will ever happen in my life again would be plain stupid; I am just ready to beat whatever comes next, because I know I can.

Also, to the person who commented first on my booth yesterday before I deleted it, yes. Yes, my mother does know I am "a Fagget!". I have one question and one statement for you. Does your mother know that you are a homophobic bully? and also, please PLEASE learn how to spell and learn some grammar.

Thank you.

<3

And as in uffish thought he stood,
The Jabberwock, with eyes of flame,
Came whiffling through the tulgey wood,
And burbled as it came!

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I feel like writing one of these nonsense poems. One that doesn't mean anything but means everything at the same time. A poem no one will understand the more that it's read and the less it will mean the less it is said.

This rhyming lark doesn't seem to bad; more than definitely, there is no way it can be too hard.

Ugh ... shoot me. I'm creatively rambling. It feels like throwing up a painting.

Right, down to business. I want you, lovely people, to think of a topic ... or a task/challenge for me to complete tomorrow in my complete free day at home :)

I don't mind what it is ... Go crazy :D

I'll choose the winning task tonight.

Stay classy. ;]

<3

He took his vorpal sword in hand;
Long time the manxome foe he sought.
So rested he by the Tumtum tree,
And stood awhile in thought.

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Today is the new day. The day we both begin again.

This morning, the sun was brighter than the last. I woke to my mother who, for a change, was not physically dragging me out of bed with only her voice. She, for some reason ancient to me, was being kind as I rubbed my eyes.

Yeah, I don't know why I am writing like this on my booth. I mean, I can't even help it. I just remembered something that a lot of boothers have been saying lately, including me. "I promise to smile more".

I'm not going to promise that anymore. If I smile, then I smile. If I don't ... make me. :)

The only thing I will attempt to promise is that I will never bore you.

I love you all.

<3