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My day todayHello. How are you? I'm good but really tired. It's 10.45pm here. I'm in the internet cafe, I have 10 mins to write then I have to go back or my mum will be worried. Today has been a great day. I really enjoy cruising. Today, I woke up at 8.30am, had breakfast. Talked to these people who were from California and Arizona. Really nice people! Then after breakfast, I posted on here so if you wanna read my last post, it's just below. After that, I went to the Gym!! It was so cool there. I did 5 mins on the walking machine and 5 mins that makes your legs move up and down. After that, I replied to my pen pal, Ashley who's from A.Z and I'll post her letter tomorrow 'cause we will be in port! At lunch, I tried a burrito and I love it, it's so yummy! Oh yeah, I burnt my hand today. It happened at breakfast, I got some coffee and as I was walking along, it splashed all over my hand, mostly on my right hand and little bit on my left. It hurt really bad but it's fine now, no burn marks :) Tonight we had the formal. So fun! I wore a pretty dress. It's purple with flowers on them, the bad thing about it is when I went to my stateroom to get it off and get changed. I couldn't get it off so I had to cut it, now, my dress is ruined. Ahhh! I'm so embarrassed now, :( I better go, goodnight! -westlifefan14         
Day 1Dia duit a shean - Hey!!! How are you? I'm good. I'm on the cruise ship now and it's so cool (and awesome). It's only 10.50am here so my day hasn't really started 'cause I just came back from breakfast so I'll tell you how my day went yesterday. Yesterday, I woke up at 6.30am, had a good sleep, better than the one on June 22nd, remember I couldn't sleep and I was so tired!!! Ok, well, Mum and I left the house at 9.00am on the dot, got to Sydney at 10.30am. Saw Uncle Ray and Barbara. They were on their deck waving hello to us, I had the giggles 'cause I was really excited!! My other aunt, Kerrie, and uncle, Jeffery, and my nana tagged along as well, but they were staying on for the day! So we got on at 12.00pm, went to my stateroom, my number is C216 so we are at the front of the ship!! Kind of cool isn't it? After we went to our room, I had a walk around, went up to the nightclub because my aunts and uncles (and nana) were there. I went to the cinema to see UP! The movie is so good, funny (and it was kind of sad at times) but I enjoyed it! After that, I just walked around and yeah! Around 9.00pm, we left Sydney and I took some photos, they will be on here on January 5th! (I'll promise!) The ship I'm on is called 'Diamond Princess'. Do you notice the name? 'cause it was in Vancouver, Canada all the year to do the 7 day Alaskian trip! I'm gonna go now, 'cause I'm on here limited time so better go. I'll be on tomorrow afternoon, 'cause we will be in port then! We'll be in Melbourne, Victoria. I'll take some photos, okay! Slan go foill - goodbye for now! Happy Holidays!In a galxay far far away , Happy Holidays Pepple out there! ,Im not sure if i put eny thing on here for Thanks Giving soo happy late Thanks Giving! and Happy erly Chirstmas! hope all of yall that read this and all the ohters have a great Chirstmas! u know it ant but about 2 weeks away so yeah ,Oh i mite take a pic of are Chirstmas tree and put it on here and maybe some pics of what i get for chirstmas ,Oh and one more thing i got my LEARNERS LICENSE! a few days back! so yeah its really cool  oh and i mite make a blog 2 put all my LEGO MOVIES ON! so if any one out there wants me 2 leave a comment saying so and i will try to make one for them! well i geuss im going to play BAD COMPANY Online on my PS3 ,so leave comments and have a great HolidaY!
Im back! HSB!Hey pepple! ,well i geuss im back to this site My FaceBook was disabled wich ant rite becose i did nothing wrong ,my big bro was done the same way a while back but he got a nother one ,but the thing is u cant use the same E-MAIL once they disable it =-( wich agein makes me a little lol ,so i geuss im back! ,Please leave comments thanks   
School is outSCHOOL IS OUT FOR THE SUMMER!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!So, I decided to re-write Towers of Iron instead of trashing it... Here's the first re-written chapter: Chapter 1: The Whisperer A gentle breeze rustled the leaves on the soggy ground as the autumn moon rose over the trees and shone through gossamer spider webs hanging in the branches. A mouse stuck it’s head out of it’s hole beneath a large old oak. It blinked at the moon and looked at the Tower, it’s wet nose quivering. To the mouse, the Tower of Noran Mir looked almost heavenly bathed in the moonlight, each of its four sides glinting with the golden images of a hand. Music and laughter drifted through its open windows, carried by the breeze into the forest. All was at peace. All was well. Had the mouse thought to, it would have smiled at the sounds of celebration. But it was frightened away. A tall man stepped out from behind the oak tree, his face shrouded from view by a heavy black hood. A low growl rumbled from his chest as he gazed at Noran Mir. The moon glinted off his eyes; black they were, and cold as steel. They sparked with vehemence at the Tower and the sounds of happiness that came out of it. “Soon,” he said to the Tower in a dead whisper, “Soon you will be bowing in the dust before me.” He patted the sword that hung at his side, and smiled a grim smile. There was a slight noise somewhere behind him. He whipped about, dagger in hand, dark eyes probing the black shadows of the night. Seeing nothing, he sheathed his dagger, cast one last bitter glance at the Tower, and stealthily made his way into the deep shadows of the forest. The path he followed was an old creek bed, which winded through the forest like a snake. Deeper and deeper it went until the man was reaching the very heart of the forest. He could just hear the sounds of harsh shouting and drunken laughter, and could see the red glow of fire up ahead, when suddenly a rough hand grabbed his shoulder from behind and he felt the sharp edge of a knife tickle his throat. A figure stepped out of the shadows. The dokkal’s face, grey and grim, could barely be seen by the moonlight. “What’s the word?” the dokkal demanded in a deep voice. “Shade, you idiot!” the man hissed. His captor let him go with a gasp. “By the Snake, Elamstar!” muttered the dokkal, “We didn’t know it was you! With your hood...” “Be glad I don’t have time to deal with you now, imbecile,” growled Elamstar. He turned and strode toward the campsite. As usual, he was greeted by a drunken brawl. He scowled at his soldiers, but they were too busy fighting or drinking to notice him. He crossed the camp, dodging the fighting Dokkalim that came in groups or pairs, and stepping over the sprawled forms of sleeping soldiers, slowly making his way to a lone tent erected beside the great bonfire in the center of the camp. Casting a hostile glance at the sleeping dokkal leaning against the tent with an empty wineskin in his loose grip, Elamstar lifted the heavy canvas flap and entered. He lit a small lamp hanging in the corner, revealing a table with a plate of half-eaten food on it and a cot. On this cot lay a person, dressed in a dingy blue shirt under a stiff leather jerkin. The flickering light from the lamp accentuated the sharp Annwine features of his youthful face and shined in his golden hair. Elamstar scowled at the sleeping Annwyn. He looked so peaceful, as if he were back in his own bed in his great Fomorian palace in Linaar. “Well, Prince Mornan Fomori,” muttered Elamstar under his breath, “It seems your days of peace are finally at an end.” A slow smile spread across Mornan Fomori’s face. “Would you mind closing the flap?” the prince asked, “There’s a draft.” Elamstar frowned. “Stand up!” he ordered. The Annwyn prince slowly obeyed, clearly enjoying the cloud of impatience spreading over Elamstar’s face. “Are you sure you wouldn’t rather me bow to the dust before you, like Noran Mir?” Elamstar started at this. “You... You didn’t follow...” He rushed back to the entrance where the dokkal guard was still in a drunken slumber. “Fool!” he shouted as he shook the massive soldier to his feet. “I warned you that if you did not keep the closest watch on him, there would be consequences!” The dokkal stumbled to the ground, wide eyed. “He escaped, sir?” he asked in a hoarse whisper as he struggled to his feet. “That’s one thing you’ll never know,” hissed Elamstar in his soldier’s face. “Kinnos!” A large dokkal strode away from the bonfire and grunted a salute. Elamstar shoved the staggering dokkal toward him. “This idiot isn’t to see the light of another day,” he snarled, “See to it, and replace him with someone more trustworthy.” “I’ll do it myself,” said Kinnos. Elamstar studied Kinnos for a moment. There was a certain... something about him that unnerved him. Something almost noble, if a dokkal could be noble. Elamstar waved them off. “See to it.” He went back into the tent. Mornan was smiling that mischievous smile that never failed to anger him. “I could have escaped, you know,” the prince said. “Why didn’t you?” “I enjoy baiting you. Your reactions are most amusing.” Elamstar scowled. “You are not at your palace in Linaar, Mornan. You are as helpless as a rabbit in the claws of a vulture.” Mornan tilted his head to one side, as if studying Elamstar. “You’re right,” he said finally, “You do look like a vulture.” Elamstar regarded the Annwyn with distaste for a moment. Then he smiled slowly. “Would you like to hear the latest news of the war, my prince?” A stoic mask immediately dropped over Mornan’s face. He sat down on the edge of the cot and stared at the flickering lamp. “Go on,” he said quietly. “Very well,” Elamstar leaned against the table and watched Mornan’s face. “Our troops,” he said, “Have destroyed all the ships in Isai Nor. Without their sailor friends, the soldiers of Noran Risas gave up without much of a fight.” Mornan’s face remained emotionless, but Elamstar could sense the shock of the news quickening the prince’s Annwine blood. Shock, replaced by bewilderment, and then... hope? “Did you find what you were looking for?” asked Mornan suddenly, his blue eyes piercing into Elamstar’s. Elamstar was taken aback at first, but then shrugged it off. “So, you’ve guessed,” he said slowly, “But, no. Your fool of a brother escaped with it.” There was no mistaking the triumph, and pride, in Mornan’s voice. “As long as Naramir has it in his care, you can forget about taking the Sarilan.” Elamstar shrugged. “Who cares about that sword anymore? We have a better one now.” He straightened and threw his coat back. He drew the sword that dangled at his side, it’s elegantly curved blade rasping as it came out of it’s scabbard. Elamstar held it almost worshipfully in the dim lamplight. “Do you know it, my prince?” he asked in a low voice, his eyes never leaving the polished steel blade. “Can you feel it’s power? Can you hear it screaming for a battle? For death?” His eyes narrowed at Mornan. “It’s bite is hungry, it’s fire is unforgiving. Do you know it’s name, Mornan?” Mornan gazed at the shimmering blade. He saw how easily the hand of Elamstar gripped it’s handle. “Rimastan,” he said reverently, “The sword of King Dore.” “Rimastan,” said Elamstar, “The sword of Elamstar.” He sheathed the sword and leaned against the table. “Do you realize the gravity of it all? Rimastan is in the hand of the one it otherwise would have fought against.” “I assume you are thinking of the prophecy of Seer Ash?” Mornan asked. “That if Sarilan and Rimastan fought against each other the Towers of Iron will fall?” Mornan narrowed his eyes at Elamstar. “Surely you don’t believe that,” he said, “Seer Ash was a madman!” “Was he?” Elamstar smiled, “Not a nice thing to say about my great-grandfather.” He continued to speak, but Mornan couldn’t hear him. The detail of the tent, Elamstar’s face, and everything else blurred and blended together in confusion. Mornan instinctively leaned back and let the feeling take him. Elamstar stopped speaking. His eyes narrowed as he saw Mornan’s eyes close. Then uncertainty gave way to fear. He realized with shock that Mornan was passing into salimin, a trancelike state in which the Annwine people were said to receive visions. Elamstar grimaced. Visions from... Lor. Elamstar spat and leaned against the table, waiting for Mornan to finish speaking with his god. Elamstar. Elamstar smiled. He closed his eyes and concentrated. “Yes Master?” All is ready. You need to attack now. Elamstar nodded. He opened his eyes and stood. “You will fall.” Startled, Elamstar looked at Mornan. The prince had come out of his vision and was smiling up at him. “Oh, yes,” said Mornan slowly, as if savoring each syllable, “You will surely fall. The strength of Lor is on our side.” Elamstar struck Mornan across the face with the back of his hand. “Don’t you say that name again,” he snarled. He turned on his heel and strode out of the tent, leaving a smiling Annwyn prince behind. “Kinnos,” he growled to his general, “Is all ready for the attack?” “All is ready,” said Kinnos, his voice showing no emotion, “The troops are assembled just outside the wood, as you ordered.” “Then,” said Elamstar, his voice jubilant, “Order the advance.” “Yes, sir.” The dokkal drew his scimitar and lunged through the camp, followed by half a dozen soldiers. They ran down the winding path faster than any horse could have, and soon they burst out into the clearing. Kinnos laughed a grim laugh as the rush of the impending battle swept over him. He lifted his great battle horn he carried at his side and blew a resounding blast. With a tremendous shout the Dokkalim troops exploded out of the darkness of the forest and swept over the clearing toward the walls of Noran Mir. Overhead great round stones hurtled through the night sky and burst against the stone battlements. Kinnos saw them and grinned wildly. The catapults were doing their work. Inside, General Nimoran leapt up from his seat in the Great Hall. “Everyone to the walls!” he commanded. There was confusion as tables and chairs were overturned and people scrambled for the doors. Men hurried everywhere, herding the women and children deeper into the Tower and seizing weapons and armor. General Nimoran stood on the wall, staring in horror at the great mass of Dokkalim charging the walls. A flaming thing hurtled towards him from the blackness of the night, roaring through the air. Mornan opened the tent flap, just enough to peek out. The camp was almost empty, only a few drunken Dokkalim sprawled out around the diminishing fire. A slow smile spread across his face. He stepped out, keeping to the shadows as much as he could as he crossed the camp. No voice called out, no pursuing footsteps were heard... And he ran. The Polar Express The Polar Express is a delightful movie that is great to watch during the Christmas season. The movie is about a boy who is at the age where he wonders if there really is a Santa Claus. But one day on Christmas Eve, a train called The Polar Express stops in front of his house to pick him up and take him to the North Pole. In order to find the real truth about Santa Claus and finding the true Christmas Spirit, he jumps on aboard the train and with the helps of his new friends, he goes through many obstacles on the train and up in the North Pole just to find the real Truth.  Characters Hero Boy - The main character in the movie. He is just a boy who been trying to find the truth about Santa Claus. But when the Polar Express, he jumps on board so he can find the truth. He is played by Daryl Sabara The Conductor - The conductor of the Polar Express. He is played by Tom Hanks Hero Girl - A friend The Boy met on the train. She is very sweet, loves Christmas and do things that are right. She is played by Nona Gaye Hobo - a hobo The boy meets on the train who is very mysterious. He is also played by Tom Hanks Lonely Boy - Another boy The Boy meets on the train. He is very sad and lonely. He never had a good Christmas. But his trip to the North Pole my change all that. He is played by Jimmy Bennett  Positive This whole movie shows what the true Christmas spirit is really all about. Santa's bell only rings for people who truly believe in Christmas. Negetive None.  Im defantaly rating the Polar Express a 5. The Polar Express is the Best Christmas Movie Ever! 2 more days (well tomorrow is two more days)Hello!How are you? I'm good here, now, I have two days of school left, isn't that awesome? I can't wait till I'm on summer holidays!! I will be on the cruise for like a month, and when I come back, I only have four weeks left so yeah. I can't believe I will be in year 10 (10th grade, 4th year, whatever you call it - I sometimes call it 4th year) I'm so excited for Christmas. Oh, that reminds me! I have photos! From Saturday!  My cousin's dog, Simba.  Me and my mum! Nahla under the tree, my cousin's other dog.  Me opening a present. Oh! I know, I look kind of funny with the Santa hat on, don't y'all think?I had a fun time, everyone was there, except for my two cousins, Nikki who's gone to New York, Adam who was working, my nephew, Lachlan who had a cricket game and his friend, Henry was with him! but still, we had a brill time! Oh, another photo, here you go ......  My sister, Joshua (in the gray top), Liam (in the white) - my nephews and me doing something. Yes, the Santa hat is off for now, got kind of sick of wearing it, lol! Right now, I'm home, my dad's gone to Queensland for two weeks so I won't see him till the 22nd of December, when the ship gets into Auckland, my mum gone to the school production. Guess what? My nephew, Lachlan (who begins first year in high school next year - he's in sixth class) is the dux! My two nephews, who's in first class (going into second class next year) are doing a play. I wish I went along but the tickets sold out, ah well! Maybe next year! I better go, I won't probably have time to post tomorrow but I might post on Wednesday night, 'cause I won't have time on Thursday! I will be all hyper and excited! Gotta to go now! Hope y'all well! Bye! -WestlifeFan14 P.S: On Saturday, I got the best christmas present ever. My sister got me the Westlife book and it's so awesome! Now, I'm waiting for my Westlife CD to arrive from Ireland. My friend sent it :) (she's a big Westlife fan as well) :) :)3 more days!!!!!!!!!!!!!! :){ Last Page } { Page 1 of 5 } { Next Page } |
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