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Lord Lich
Yours Truly is known as Lord Lich. You are allowed to call her 'my lord' or 'my evilness'. She is often found in Volcano numbers 1 and 2, torturing victims, or in number 4, planning more world conquests. Otherwise, she may be found in number 3, sleeping.

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    Monday, July 31, 2006


    All wars are planned by older men
    In council rooms apart,
    Who call for greater armament
    And map the battle chart.

    But out along the shattered field
    Where golden dreams turn gray,
    How very young the faces were
    Where all the dead men lay.

    Portly and solemn in their pride,
    The elders cast their vote
    For this or that, or something else,
    That sounds the martial note.

    But where their sightless eyes stare out
    Beyond life's vanished toys,
    I've noticed nearly all the dead
    Were hardly more than boys.

    Haha. Thanks to lit I've now an obsession with war poems. All the killed people! All the little people! The little people who change the world! The revolutionaires! (Mary will love that one.)

    Oh a brighter note after that sad sad little poem, I did my maths assignment today. I think toad has a constructive effect on me. Anyway, after ND helping out, in which I really didn't do much except imitate liw ei, I met toad at the library, where we proceeded to do maths assignment.

    I SWEAR TOAD IS SUCH A RETARD.

    It started with me correcting one of her retarded assumptions. Cause root three squared is nine. -_____-" I mean, my 43 + 11 can give me 45, but at least my times table is, so far, grudgingly accurate. (If not there's always the calculator.) No matter what mel said. (Melmel, I said I can't remember my TIMETABLE. NOT times table. Oh god.)

    Then, the retarded toad started flapping her finger at me and saying 'retard' repeatedly. By then we had dissolved into giggles (in the middle of the library, mind you), and we couldn't stop. Which also accounts for why I'm home so late today.

    Then she PUSHED me! Cause I was laughing, sitting crossed legged, and rocking left to right and back again, then she PUSHED me, and before I realized it, I had gone over my balance and just...tilted to my right. Sheesh. I mean, I know she wants to hit on me, and I can empathize, but really, did she have to do it in the library? I'll much prefer a quiet alley, then... ^.~

    Oh, then this person came to sit opposite us, cause we were sitting on the floor and using the bench as a table, then the extra person copied us, and I think he was damned amused by us. Like, these two girls sitting on the floor, one flapping her hands non stop (and me making the 3D loser sign at her) and both laughing uncontrollably. -_________-"

    Haha. THis is the forth assignment I've completed. I feel accomplished.

    On another note, I started on the second page of Sonata 49. ^^

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