finals movie: i love you to death

a more modernized version of romeo and juliet by Courtney and Hannah

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My declaration of love, but a soft whisper compared to your blaring thoughts and sounds, were lost forever in the never-ending sea of frightening oblivion.. like the loss of a pet, a family memember, or a friend.. forever to be part of your infinent collection of memories in the dusty, tattered remains of album you call your mind.. soon to be masked with new thoughts, new loves, and left to die alone in the cold abyss that is your crumbling sanity.

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Cute Poster =]

Well, blogger won't let me post my poster. It's saying that the tag is incomplete. I checked it and it's so lieing. Anyway, I'm posting the link to it until I figure it out. =]

http://toxicityteddybear.glogster.com/Romeo-And-Juliet/

Um, it DOES play music, kind of loud, so watch out for that. Otherwise, that's my poster =]

Totally Random

I needed somewhere to put this incase I lost the actual paper it's on and this was the first place I thought of...
Though this may sound, really creepy. It's a dream I had. ^^"

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Silence held the white, blank room captive. Not a noise was made by any of the inhabitants, nor any other object within it.

A small girl, no older then seven, stood solemly. her white hair, twisted in matching braids, hung over her fragile pale shoulders. The colorless hospital gown she sported clung to her body. This little girl almost perfectly blended into the surroundings, but one thing made her stand out. Her eyes... They looked as innocent as the rest of her, just one little diffrence... They were pitch black.

This child's unique eyes weren't staring at nothing either, no... They were fixated on something, or someone. Well... A group of someones.

Warriors, all wearing dimly colored armor, glared at eachother. The group seemed to be seperated into two different armies. Their weapons hung at their sides, some had showers, others guns, and a few lucky soldiers brandished both.

Though no words were exchanged, their hate was spoek by their eyes. Actions speak louder then words, and these men were about to start screaming louder then any voice ever could.

The little girl watched as the men dismissed her presence. The innocence she held was unnaturally high and it seemed to almost radiate off her small body; this kept the men calm... For a while.

Without warning one soldier drew his sword and rushed towards the apposing side. And thus the war started... Blood tainted and seepedinto he white floors and walls. No noise was heard, no screams piercing through ears. Just the sigh of blood corrupting the innocence around, and bodies either flying through the air or them laying dead or dying on the ground.

It eemed like the war would never stop, and that the unknownrage of these two groups would continue forever...

One soldier, who had just slain another, turned to find a new opponent but instead caught a glimpse of the white girl, He stopped and started for a moment. Everything around him but the girl seemed unimportant.

The warrior noticed something about her most unique feature, her eyes. The curiosity that once captured them had dissappeared. What had replaced it was heart breaking and painful for this man to see; betrayal and hurt were evidant in her newly tear filled eyes.

Her rosey lips quivered as she took a step back away from the battle. The man, now full of grief and shame, dropped his sword and watched the girl with sorrow filled eyes. The swoard, which would usually fall in silence, made a loud and surprising clank as it bounced off the blood coated ground.

The fighting stopped as everyone looked over in shock, the nise scaring and confusing them. The girl tumbled backwards, now more scared then before, and ended up tripping over her own feet.

The men changed their attention from the sword to the small girl who was now laying on the floor in fear, the tears in her yes now streaming down her cheeks. Their gazes softened as they looked at her, not one of them feeling good about the batle anymore. each solder showed remorse for fighting in front of this innocent girl.

The first soldier stepped forward and carefully lifted up the grail, fragile girl. She clung to him for dear life, not wanting to fall or get hurt. This man gently wiped away her tears and gave her a soft hug. The others watched as the little girl turned back into her curious, but scared, self.

They each came up and apologized in their own way. The last soldier to come up reached into his armor and pulled out a pure white teddy bear with a small read heart and black buttone eyes. He handed it to her with a small smile.

Her pale hand gently gripped the bear's and she held it close. A small smile graced her lips and her tiny arms flung around the soldier's neck, giving him a big hug.

A small blush appeared onthe man's face as he held her. The girl cuddled with the suffed bear and gently traced the raven shaped symbol on the soldier's uniform. He smiled and sat on the floor, the girl still in his arms.

The blood that once stained the white world had vanished, and everything seemed pure again. The other soldiers seemed to be getting along. Though things that 'seem' to be anything can always be false fronts...

Out of nowhere the fighting started again. It seemed that this time there was even more blood and less of a chance that they would stop.

The little girl clung to her bear and moved even closer to her protecting soldier. He held her close and tried to comfort her the best he could. Nothing helped her.

One of the newly slain men fell at their feet, his blood squirting out of him as he hit the floor. Some of his blood splashed onto the white girl's cloth and body, turning only the parts it touched pitch black...

Sweet innocence can turn into incriminating sin...

Video post 1d

Considering I did not really have enough time to make the video I want to, which is a music video (I still plan on making the video! I just won't have time to put it up by monday, because I need to use iMovie...). I decided to use this video instead!


This video is very morbid, because it IS the Happy Tree Friends. There is blood, and death, and screaming... And many other gruesome things but I found it somewhat relivant.

I chose this video because it shows a sweet side of love and then death afterwards from it. This reminded me so much of Romeo and Juliet because they died for eachother, because they love eachother, or at least think they do. I guess death and love go hand in hand...

Photo :)

Okay. So I took this picture on Thursday in the commons. It was a very boring two hours... Anyway, I got my two friends, Josh and Corey, to help me out with my blog picture! (William was the potographer.. So excuse the shakey-ness, he's not very good at it.)



So in this picture there's me, Corey, and Josh as... Juliet, Paris, and Romeo (in that order). In the picture it's pretty obvious that Juliet is caught between her love, and her stalker... I mean arranged fiancee. Starting with Juliet and Romeo... They're holding hands showing that they're together, in love, all that jazz; but they're also apart (notice the wall?) showing they can't be together like they please. On the other side of said wall, Paris is down on one knee, proposing to the already married Juliet. He's so oblivious about the whole 'Romeo Romeo' thing, poor him. Poor Juliet looks really unsure about all this (or was suppose to. Like I said, William isn't the greatest with a camera...).