"You show that you are a letter from Christ, the result of our ministry, written not with ink but with the Spirit of the living God, not on tablets of stone but on tablets of human hearts." --2 Corinthians 3:3

Gray-Ink
voi ch'intrate

Dinner is Served...I wish.

Instead of getting dinner for myself--like I'm supposed to be doing--I'm here posting. This is in part to my lack of the ability to decide what to eat and the fact that nothing currently in the kitchen sounds appealing. I have to shove something in my mouth in the next half hour before I trudge off to ballet.

I've been thinking about this a lot lately...How can someone as uncoordinated as I possibly be a good dancer? I mean if anyone read myOtaku, then you'll possibly have read about the Skate Trip from Hades and know that I fell more than I care to say... And then that got me thinking about how much I loose my balance in dance class. I fall quite often. Especially when doing pointe [the pretty form of ballet when one dances on the tips of one's toes] I fall quite a bit. I wonder why my classmates and teacher put up with me...? I trip over my own feet all the time at school, occasionally grabbing onto people around me and taking them down with me. All this random crap. It doesn't help that my shoes have no tread on the bottom so I slip all over the place... There's my problem: I need shoes with better traction...

I posted art. Go check it out if ya already haven't. Beware it contains vast amounts of sugar and mountain dew!

March 12

Ok. I'm officially done freaking out over my stalker. This is his issue to work out, and not mine. Besides, if I get in any further I'm bound to end up hurting him, physically and mentally. Hopefully leaning more towards the physical side. I have been known to make people walk with limps...maybe I should just tell one of his classmates to recount the story of when I made said classmate cry 'cause I put him in an arm-lock... [Rereads what she just wrote] Maybe I shouldn't be so violent, eh?

Anyways. Today really was anticlimactic. Boring really. I turned it into a two candy bar day just because it was so boring. I mean art class we sketched. Physical science we took 2 [yes, 2] tests. And then history we talked about Alexander the Great. Yipee.

My life sounds so fascinating, doesn't it? I bet you all are just on the edge of your seats with how interesting I am at this very moment.

I could try to come up with something... [thinks] Nope, I'm drawing blank.

Oh, I just posted my sketch. My commenters showed interst in it, so I guess it will show up sooner-or-later. As I stated in it's caption a cookie to whomever can figure out which mug shot is of me. And if anyone wants to try to figure out who everyone else is, I'll give you their nicknames:
+Ink [AKA me, if that weren't obvious]
+Muffin [hint: he's the only guy!]
+Taco
+Duct Tape
+Carrot
+Ever.So.Silently [AKA my SISTA!!!]

So, there you have it.

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