Who here likes Justin Bieber?
I don't LIKE, like him like him, but I like to listen to his songs.
I know, alot of likes.
Well, at least I'm not like Kelly, who would drool on his feet!
Don't tell her I said that!

Flying Penguin

Happy Eatser Everyone!!!

I'll met you on Monday!

Happy Easter!

Hello people.

Happy Easter and I hope that you find a lot of eggs full of candy.
I'm Christian, so I have to go to church and see all of these people that get baptized, and all of that "fun" stuff.

I hope that you will spend your Easter more fun than I will.

Okay, here's the deal! I probably won't be on for, i don't know, a while because I sorta, you know, forget? So feel free email me your whatever-u-want-to-post thing and I'll be more than happy to do it for u! My email is hykwon0812@gmail.com!
Plus, you can email me anything you want to post on the web! (EX: videos, funny pictures, suggested books, writing pieces, or just random words that pop in ur mind!)

For inspiration, I started a writing piece that maybe one of of u guys will want to continue!

Short Story

I was running, running for my life. Their shouts walked into my ear. "Thief! Stop there! Stand here like real men!" I really wanted to, I really did. My lungs were screaming in protest, my heart racing to the finish line. I felt the warm, crusty, floury custard brushing again my chest, as if screaming like I wanted to. But my legs felt like the tiniest, most fragile animal with even less energy. They too, were yelping in pain. Soon enough, when I was a inch from fainting, I collapsed as my feet failed me and I fell into nothingness, darkness. I dropped down, down, down into the place where nobody will find me, look for me, and see me; I was invisible to other eyes.
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Well, my life is always like this. I'm the runner, not the chaser, and that was the first I had to teach myself. My life's routine goes like this: STEAL, and STEAL more, and repeating on. Though life like this may sound simple, it's a bit different then what you think, not to mention all the horrid punishment that I could get myself in. Hmmmmm, come to think of it that way, isn't that just pleasant?
I know what you're going to say now; and I'll anwser that right now. No, I do not have a name, nor a home, a family, or money. I have one friend that always sticks with me till the end. Okay, now you're
going to feel sorry for me. But you know what? Don't. Well, I guess I dream of my family sometimes, but my opinon, you don't need one. And life is much simpler like this. The