Why is it that I always end up saying more then wanted?

It's that infamous day of the week which we like to call Monday. And yet, I don't have much to say. I luckily don't really have much homework today, so I can relax with the time that I have. And no, I haven't progressed on Vaal's story. I haven't had the time or inspiration lately.

OK, so I guess I could mention one thing-- as far as news go. But I'm only mentioning it out of boredom and lack of things to say, so don't go all jumpy on me. Recently I've been crushing on a boy at my school. And not just any boy-- a boy that I know, that my friends know, that my classroom knows-- so he's no stranger. Honestly, I wouldn't be calling this news, since it's kind of old news to me, but whatever. He's a bit of a goof-ball, I guess. Not that he's clumsy, but he's a bit of a joker. Or something. Oh, and his name's Iago-- I've mentioned him before, I think. At that time, I didn't really like him that way. I think. (Man, am I an un-sure little creature!)

Anyway, no big deal. I just hope it passes, because, well, this might sound silly, but I just don't need another dilemma in my face. It's just makes things even more complicated then they already are. So.. yeah. Let's change the subject. >=D

Hmmm, I'm tempted to post some of writing for Vaal's story. I'll just cut off the part that I'm having difficulty with and post the rest. What do you say? It's gonna be most probably long... But oh, what the heck. I just gotta brace myself for Chai's critic, that's all.

This wood was one of the many scattered in the Ralsdon region. But this one is a bit different. This is the one that changed my life.

Yes, nature was plentiful considering the newest releases of technology, which had lead to lots of destroyed forests. Nowadays a simple stroll or a nice drive through town wasn’t good enough. Now people wanted faster and bigger ways of transportation. And that is what lead to the future.

But Vaal Brooks clinged on to the old things that nature had left behind for as long as he could, that is why he decided to be an archeologist after he turned 19. That way, not only could he keep things of the past close to him, he could keep technology from controlling his world completely.

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That day was the hottest I could remember, but at that moment, I didn’t mind. I was too distracted to notice I was on my knees, dirtying my clothes as I bent down to get a closer look at what was on the ground.

It was sphere –shaped, just about the size of my hand, and was made out of stone. It was worn and old, and on it were odd hyroglific-looking symbols. And as I examined more, I saw cracks on the edges.

I looked up to my surroundings and smiled. Beautiful, I thought. Such were the woods in the Ralsdon region. As the sun peeked through the wood’s every nook and cranny, the pine trees, scattered everywhere, shooted up the to the sky, as if trying to touch the vast heavens above them, but were stuck to the ground like as if from a curse. I chuckled to myself, and finally put my new treasure in my sack and started my way back home.

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There was a man-made path going to my house, but I chose to take the scenic route for a change. Evey discicion, evey move, they would eventually lead to my destiny. What that destiny was, I did not know yet.

I walked with an easygoing manner, my sack’s string dangling on my finger lazily. As I crouched through the various trees and brushes, I smirked at the luxury of nature’s beauty. That was when I heard a noise behind me. A snap of a twig somewhere in the distance.

I swiftly turned around in surprise and curiosity, only to find nobody there. I dismissed it to be an animal and continued walking. But upon turning my head, I spotted the oddest flower I had ever seen in my life right by my feet.

It wasn’t the appearance, but the mere glow of it that was strange. It was as if fairy dust was sprinked on it. I have to admit, I was baffled for a moment.

But that moment left almost as quickly as it came, and I came back to being the inquistive and greedy boy I was. In result, I crouched down, and, with the most delicate fingers I could muster, plucked it from the earth’s soil. At that very moment, I was alarmed by a voice.

Now, I'm not sure if all of it's in perfectly likable condition, you get me? There still may be some things I want to adjust or will adjust later, but for the time being, this is what you get. So be happy!

Oh, and one more thing. I doodled a sketch of Daniel Radlciffe from a photo I got off the net. It didn't come out at all like the photo, but at least I can say it has some resemblance to the actor. I'll have to scan and show it to you later, so yeah. Just wanted to mention that...