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English IS my strong point... [Mar. 17th, 2005|05:16 am]
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Vocabulary Vixen!
Congratulations! You got 17 correct answers!
You sexy thing! You probably own a book or two. You can communicate in complete thoughts and your knuckles don't drag while walking down the street. Now promise me you will use your word power for good not for evil.

My test tracked 1 variable How you compared to other people your age and gender:

You scored higher than 87% on wordpoints
Link: The BIG WORDS ARE SEXY Test written by MissMariah on Ok Cupid
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Damn, i knew a perfect score on verbal on my SATs was worth something... [Mar. 10th, 2005|02:41 am]
[Current Mood |coldcold]

English Genius
You scored 100% Beginner, 100% Intermediate, 100% Advanced, and 100% Expert!
You did so extremely well, even I can't find a word to describe your excellence! You have the uncommon intelligence necessary to understand things that most people don't. You have an extensive vocabulary, and you're not afraid to use it properly! Way to go!

Thank you so much for taking my test. I hope you enjoyed it!

For the complete Answer Key, visit my blog: http://shortredhead78.blogspot.com/.

My test tracked 4 variables How you compared to other people your age and gender:

You scored higher than 74% on Beginner

You scored higher than 77% on Intermediate

You scored higher than 94% on Advanced

You scored higher than 99% on Expert
Link: The Commonly Confused Words Test written by shortredhead78 on Ok Cupid
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How True... [Mar. 10th, 2005|02:05 am]
[Current Mood |boredbored]

Your Love Number is


You tend to be a stubborn lover, holding your ground in every argument
You take your time falling in love. You aren't the type to lose perspective.
You are loyal (to a fault), and you require the same loyalty in your sweetheart.
At your best, you are a wise and inspiring partner - who sticks around.

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Pygmalian and Galatea ( a short story i wrote) [Feb. 24th, 2005|09:01 pm]
Chipped from cold white marble, I stand here on this pedestal, unable to move. A man, royal in his bearing, whispers loving comments in my ear. He speaks of beauty. My beauty. Am I beautiful? Galatea he calls me. Is that my name? I wish I knew.
Cold. I am so cold standing here. Naked am I, but that is not the cause. No breath flows from my body. No blood runs through my veins. I am marble, a statue without human life. A mere carving of what this man desires.
How do these thoughts coime to me if I do not live? The Earth, my mother, whispers these secrets. Just as the creator of this form, whispers his love for me. His Galatea.
His arms encircle me, his warmth flows through me, warming the chill of my marble form. He holds me there, upon a pedestal, both figuratively and literally. He whispers of love, of beauty, and calls on Aphrodite, the goddess of love. Will she hear his plea? Grant his wish?
He begs her to give me life, to give him my love. He longs for the love of his Galatea. Me. What I wouldn't give to feel that reality--to feel alive. To love.
He embraces me. His kiss shoots through me like fire as I feel a sharp object where, should I have been humn, my heart would reside. I blink in surprise as my lips soften beneath his. Wait a second. I blinked. I moved.
My eyes dart to the corner of the room where Eros, son of goddess Aphrodite, stands. Smiling, he waves at me then disappears. Had he, my creator, seen it?
I raise my head up. My creator is startled as he looks up at me. Then he embraces my now human form once more. Each place he touches sends my body soaring as his touch changes me from cold marble to heated flesh.
I throw my arms around his neck. I still I can't believe I move! His arms wrap more tightly around me, 'til his clothed body melds with my body unclothed. No longer am I cold. I am Galatea. And he is? Oh yes, I've heard it before. Pygmalion.
I step down from my pedestal. He takes my hand and leads me to where I belong. At his side. This is my home. Home. I live, I breathe. I have life. Not knowing what life is like of what the Gods will bring, I take one careful step after another, following my love, my creator, into an untold destiny.
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Dancing Through Starlight [Feb. 24th, 2005|08:59 pm]
Dancing through the stars
mymind knows no pain.
My soul rejoices.
My heart is whole again.
Found my own little secret,
he is my world.
I cannot believe the euphoria
which now floods my being.
Who would have thought
six little words
could change me deep inside.
Now instead of dying,
my entire being longs for life.
Eyes blue as the twilight sky
reach into my heart,
drawing forth emotions
I never knew existed.
Dancing through a world
where all I see is him.
The stars reflect
the inner glow
which now floods myself.
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To An Untouchable Dream [Feb. 24th, 2005|08:58 pm]
Sitting across the room,
A ghostly sigh.
Falling into a black abyss,
I see no hope.
My feet stand tied
to a flaming ground.
My heart lies bleeding
upon the embers.
My soul has shattered,
my mind turned ice.
I am empty.
Hope has flown away
on the wings of starlight.
The truth cuts deep.
A single step too late--
I ache for him.
Sad eyes tell the story
of a broken heart.
Truth is sugar-coated pain.
My every emotion
turned to ashes.
The love, the desire long felt
has now been lost to me.
Yet in my mind he remains--
an ever-constant reminder
of a forbidden hope--
an untouchable desire.
The rain pours down
echoing the tears
which fall within my heart,
my mind, my soul, my life.
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(no subject) [Feb. 24th, 2005|08:57 pm]

You Are 24 Years Old


Under 12: You are a kid at heart. You still have an optimistic life view - and you look at the world with awe.

13-19: You are a teenager at heart. You question authority and are still trying to find your place in this world.

20-29: You are a twentysomething at heart. You feel excited about what's to come... love, work, and new experiences.

30-39: You are a thirtysomething at heart. You've had a taste of success and true love, but you want more!

40+: You are a mature adult. You've been through most of the ups and downs of life already. Now you get to sit back and relax.

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