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*the end of the page shows some wolf poetry and fax...yea*

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ROCK ON BEAVIS



1. First Name? Vixie

2. Were you named after anyone? nah.
3. Do you wish on stars? yup. none of them come true but i can dream can't i?
4. When did you last cry? about....two or three days ago
5. Do you like your handwriting? it's ok. sometimes its good sometimes it sucks but hey
6. Your Favorite Lunchmeat? turkey! turkey turkey turkey
7. What is your birth date? Feb. 8, 1991
8. What is your most embarrassing CD? Pokemon hits.....eh hem..

fuk it! im NOT IMBARRASSED!!
*sings*
9. If you were another person, would you be friends with you? i guess so.
10. Do you have a journal? on gaia online yes
11. Do you use sarcasm a lot? yeah. when im not "attempting" to be serious

12. What are your nicknames? "hey you" or "girl" or "asian"
13. Would you bungee jump? OH YES!
14. Do you untie your shoes when you take them off? no. my laces arn't meant for tying. GO VANS.
15. u think that you are strong? yeah. i can be when im motivated or upset. WATCH OUT MAX
16. Favorite flavor of icecream? double chocolate FUDGE
17. Shoe Size? .....sorry. too imbarrasing to say
18. Red or Pink? red. i hate pink.....*slips on fluffy pink slippers*
19. what is your least favorite thing about yourself ? definatly my nose. and my stomac. everything else is FINE
20. Who do you miss most? nobody...i think i will soon enough though.
21. Whoever u send this to, do u think they'll send it back? no.
22.Favorite clothing: like item or store? holister, pac sun, or hot topic
23. What are you listening to right now? system of a down *pepparoni and green peppers, mushrooms, olives, chives...* (sings along with maddy)
24. Favorite accessorie: my "livestrong" band
25. If you were a crayon, what color would yoube? green...definatly green... *looks at font*
26. Hows the weather like right now? warm. sunny. *farts* perfect for outward singing! lol

27. Who is the last person you spoke with on the telephone? lexi
29. Do you like the person that sent this to you? yessm! (how sweet)
30. Favorite Drink? root beer.

31. would you use a port-a-potty? when nature calls you have to answer
32. Hair Color: dark charcoal brown. hint of purple
33. Eye Color: brown hazel
4. Do you wear contacts? nope. my eyes are clean
35. Favorite Food? Chickin n dumplins and FETTICUINE ALFREDO
36. Last Movie you watched? wayne's world II
37. Favorite Day of the Year? April 1
38. scary Movies or Happy Endings? scary movies. definatly
39. Summer or Winter? winter.
41. What is your favorite dessert? CHEESECAKE!!!!
42. Who is Most Likely to Respond? maddy
42.5 Who do want to respond the most? lexi, julie, caitlin. maddy allready sent me this in the first place but id like to hear from her too
43. Who is Least Likely to respond? lexi
44. Your Living arrangements? we're selling our house now....
45. What books are you reading? REDWALL: "martin the warrior"
46. What's on your mouse-pad? my art thinnggy i made. its pretty coooool
47. What did you watch last night on TV? inferno, whos line, and real world reruns.
48. Favorite Smells? my own brand. lol
49. Favorite Sounds? *farts*
51. What's the farthest you've been from home? Korea.
52. do you have a special talent? i can draw...







>>>>>>i made these poems when i was like, 9. how pathetic!!! hahahaha

drowning.

i have this painful feeling,
stabbing my every move,
it much just feels like drowning,
not like water; water is smooth,
for this feeling it feels solid,
solid as a rock,
for feeling this painful sorrow,
my life is seconds on a clock.



rained down.



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i have this wit inside of me that tells me im alone,
it feels like my heart is screaming at a piercing high edged tone,
something pounds against my back and dribbles down my spine,
it much feels like sorrow rain,
in this poor helpless wit of mine.



the crow's stare.

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you feel your heart beat,
you see the love die,
you smell the cold wind,
you see the crow fly,

you feel so emotional,
as you finally see hate raw,
your built up with madness,
you hear the crow caw,

you feel a small tear,
and the wind in your hair,
you look into nowhere,
but, you see the crow stare,

a sighn of saddness,
a sighn of hate,
as you cant see a better dark sighn,
but the crow is high rate,
you try to run,
you try to hide,
but, unfortunatly the crow is there,
but, no evil can beat,

a crow's dark stare...









fFUNNY CHINESE!!! omg

GO LION KING!







GALLARY OF INUYASHA
and other adorable thinggys









ASIAN....oh yes. say it over and over!!!




mashimaro means marshmellow in english. and MASHIMARO'S MOI BOI




Is it this easy to learn Chinese? Unbelievable! I thought it was much
> >harder
> >to learn.
> >
> >Chinese in 5 minutes...(You MUST read them out loud)
> >1) That's not right ............................... Sum Ting Wong
> >2) Are you harboring a fugitive?............. Hu Yu Hai Ding
> >3) See me ASAP................................ Kum Hia Nao
> >4) Stupid Man .....................................Dum Fuk
> >5) Small Horse ....................................Tai Ni Po Ni

> >6) Did you go to the beach? ................. Wai Yu So Tan
> >7) I bumped into a coffee table .............. Ai Bang Mai Fa Kin Ni


> >8) I think you need a face lift .................Chin Tu Fat
> >9) It's very dark in here ......................... Wao So Dim
> >10) I thought you were on a diet ............ Wai Yu Mun Ching?
> >11) This is a tow away zone .................. No Pah King
> >12) Our meeting is scheduled for next week ... Wai Yu Kum Nao?
> >13) Staying out of sight ..........................Lei Ying Lo
> >14) He's cleaning his automobile .............Wa Shing Ka
> >15) Your body odor is offensive .............. Yu Stin Ki Pu
> >16) Great ............................................. Fa Kin Su Pah
>
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YES, I BELIEVE IN WEREWOLVES. ALWAYS HAVE TOO. I ALWAYS THOUGHT I DID CAUSE OF MY WIERD FEELINGS EVERY THREE FULL MOON NIGHTS OF EVERY MONTH...IT SCAARES ME SOMETIMES BUT I LEARN TO LIVE I GUESS...





passion for the creatures i fear....
Lycanthropes, or werecreatures, are actually humans that have gained the ability to alter their form into that of a specific type of beast. This power occurs as the result of having been afflicted with a disease known as lycanthropy. The most common and well documented of such individuals are werewolves but many variations exist including werebear, wererat and weretiger.

In human form these creatures appear to be the same as a normal human, although they may inherit subtle physical and behavioural traits in connection with their associated animal.

Contrary to popular belief, lycanthropes are not ruled by the cycle of the moon. While a full moon may increase the calling of the animalistic side of their nature, it's merely a heightened awareness of an innate sense that exists in all living creatures.

A lycanthrope can assume animal form as required. After the change it retains the thought processes of its human state but can no longer speak in its human tongue. Werecreatures can, however, communicate with other animals of their weretype as well as being able to perform any abilities normally associated with them.

In addition to assuming human and animal form some lycanthropes are able to halt their transformation before it is fully complete. This is usually a skill practiced by more aggressive individuals because it utilises the advantages of both forms. The strength, reflexes and heightened senses of their animal side combined with the manual dexterity of a human makes for a dangerous adversary. Add to this combination such likelihoods as: a short temper, a craving for fresh meat or even a headache and you could be faced with a frenzied mass of fur, fangs and claws.

Slowing down a lycanthrope that may have taken a disliking to the colour of your shirt is a less than straightforward process. When not in human form, these creatures can only be harmed through the use of silvered weapons or magic. Another useful piece of knowledge in these confrontations relates to a lycanthrope's intolerance to a plant known as wolfsbane. Facing a creature that's out for your blood may not seem the smartest course of action when brandishing nothing more than sprig of vegetation, but contact with the plant is enough to stop a lycanthrope in its tracks and may even send it at full tilt in the opposite direction.

A lycanthrope has no use for weapons and all attacks are made with teeth and claws. If killed, these creatures will revert back to their human form. Surviving an encounter with a lycanthrope may, at first, seem like a cause for celebration but, as you tend to your wounds, be wary of the creature's legacy and the chance that it may have shared it with you. Whether you killed the beast or merely sent it packing is of no consequence. If it wounded you deep enough during the confrontation, it may well have infected you with lycanthropy.

An infected human will become a lycanthrope (of the type encountered) in anything from a couple of days to a few weeks. This duration depends on the depth of the infected wound and the victim's general level of health. In most cases symptoms do not usually begin to appear until half the time has elapsed. It is possible to have the infection removed through magical healing, but only if sought before the disease has fully taken hold.. The treatment can be extremely expensive, but first someone with knowledge of the correct procedure must be found. This can be tricky - especially when you're pushed for time.

It is perhaps worth noting that lycanthropy is a disease that only affects humans in this way. For dwarves, elves and other such beings, once it has run its course the infection proves to be fatal instead of turning them into a werecreature.

For some, a lycanthrope's condition is not seen as a curse but as something to embrace. Druids (members of a religious sect that worships nature) aim to achieve and maintain a balance with all natural life. Their devotion to this cause allows them to use spells to further their work and to communicate with plants and animals. Some druids, however, strive to get even closer to nature and, seeing lycanthropy as being the tool for the job, they purposefully infect themselves with the disease.















yes...i love gaia online. i dont give a fuck about your oppinion either. i love it and if you dont than the hell with you!!!
muahahahahaha

http://www.gaiaonline.com

Icewalker
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((also known as ~thinkpink~ on elfpack))


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PASSION FOR WOLVES


poems
So sad of the wolf that howls,
When he's shot at night,
Who gives these hunters any right,


As one cries to the moon so bright,
Watching one of his own lay and die,
The beautiful wolf that goes to the light,
So sad it will make you cry,


So sad of the wolf when he crys his song,
No one can see,
That it's sthe pack where they belong,
That's the way it's meant to be,


We must fight for our brother,
For them to stay as one,
Their's no other,
They want to be free and run,


We must protect them,
And keep them alive,
For without existance,
They will all die.




Wolf Pack Cheers!!!!!
Written by Anegawaya


We are the wolf pack
Brave and strong,
We are the wolf pack
The hunt is where we belong,

We fight until we are done,
We fight until we've won,
We are smooth and fast,
We run with the Pack
Let's Go Wolf Pack, Let's Go!


We are the wolves playful and fun,
Our hunt is never done,
We are the wolves, gentle and kind,
In everydays time,
So let's go Wolf Pack, for we are strong,
We can win, and nothing will go wrong



Let's go, Let's go Wolf Pack Let's go
We can win, we know we can,
We stick together in our clan,
By the day we run,
We hunt till the jobs done,
We can't be stopped,
Until we've won,
We are the wolf Pack, Howling!!!!

Howling Through the night,
Where the stars shine so bright,
You see the moon a glow,
That it brings you to bestow,
For you will see, We are the Wolf Pack
And we're very strong,
And the pack is what we long,
To be to run brave and free,
Along the beautiful sea,
I'm the White Wolf and I say,
Go Wolf Pack Go, Howling ^..^

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Silent paws trotting
on a well beaten trail,
alone in the wilderness,
so young and so frail.

Little yips go unanswered,
the moon is now his guide,
looking for ones just like him,
or have all of them just died?

He sniffs the dampened ground
and senses man everywhere,
the silence is deafening
no howls in the air.

Oh why did he venture
so far from his den,
while his pack fell silent
at the hands of men?

His stomach is growling
but the hunger he’ll endure,
his pack family is out there
it’s their blood he smells for sure.

He stops in his tracks
and raises his head up high,
the terror overwhelms him
as he lets out another cry.

But still there’s no answer
he can’t understand why,
he’ll follow their trail
or he surely will die.

For days now he’s traveled
his spirit and body gone weak,
he lies down in white clover
no more energy left to speak.


Soon the soul hovers
over this tiny, frail pup,
whose future now will be guarded
as his soul travels up.

What right does man have
to take life from a living thing,
that has no way to voice its defense
against a human being?

The wolf is a symbol,
a brother, a friend.
it’s time now for action
before his existence comes to an end.



 

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He stands alone at the top of the hill
And sings his mournful cry,
His mate and cubs are missing
He's not certain why.

He had been out hunting
Was gone for only a day,
And hurried back with empty jaws
So scarce now was their prey.

He wasn't gone long
Eager to get home,
But the den was cold and empty
And he sensed something was wrong.

The smell of man was everywhere
With footprints in the dirt,
And blood shed from his family
He knew they had been hurt.

He sat and waited day by day
With hopes they would return,
There wasn't much he could do
Except quietly sit and yearn.

Why would man come all this way

To hunt and shoot them down,
To interrupt their quiet lives
When no harm had been done?

Their territory plainly marked
And not once did they stray,
For they would rather starve to death
Than to get in man's way.

The smell of chickens, cows and sheep
Were so tempting at times,
But instincts warned not to hunt them
Or they would lose their lives.


And so they lived a quiet life
Existing on small game,
Careful it was only wildlife
And nothing man had tamed.

So he could find no reason
For the blood shed on that day,
So peacefully they lived here
So far out of man's way.

Maybe they'd be coming back
His cubbies and his mate,
Wolves are mated once for life
So he would sit and wait.

That was many moons ago
And they have not come back,
But he will not stop hoping
For the reunion of his pack.

He now knows men are murderers
But still does not know why,
And every night he climbs his hill
And sings his mournful cry.



 

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heh..i wish.


LOL. me at the valentines dance for 8th grade. im the one with black hair and pokadotted dress....
i warn you tho, i look a lot different. i cut my hair short and it looks a LOT better.

once again...8th grade. im the one with the black hair



........fin



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