although i didnt mention.. i prayed for you that day.

"old times always sound so bad. the calendar was the saddest thing, that i ever read."
"I hope you always know. that youll ALWAYS be the LIFE OF THE PARTY."



Mouse traveled down the lane, ducking and hiding from fierce james (Mouse's brother) to see dear Grey Matter. this day was spent with fun and games, like snakes and 'adders+ mortal combat on the sega.
and one game Mouse is a sore loser about. Mouse doesn't like this game..
It's the bug game.
you know.
where you tickle.
and pinch.
and take embarassing pictures.
or make the other feel bad for amusement.
or. well. the list goes on XP.

and then the second part of thsi game.
is the victim. either enraged or in a fit, does something back.

then a cycle begins.

until one, (usually the victim) gets SO ANGRY.
or cries.
or something rly dramatic happens.

and the game ends.

.. sometimes.

XP .
this game is fine.
rly.
in.
VERY GOOD.
MODERATION
>>...

.. i think we all need to learn some limits tho.

ANYWAYS.....
>>
<<
..

you see.
Mouse(trap) is too impulsive sometimes.
and.
Mouse bit Grey Matter. Which probably wasn't a very smart idea.
actually.
it probably was a very bad one.
:/ Mouse shouldnt bite people.
do unto others as they unto you.
or something.
so.
if Mouse bites people.
xP Mouse will get bit back.
or somethign worse will happen.

:/ games. have rules.
for a good reason too.
so that game... is not advised to play often.

... not when you're a mouse.


.... and your trying to wrestle a lion.

everybody laugh, everybody sing, "its over"

so i'm still a little behind. XP we continue, at 6 days ago. :P
kill off the king, kill off the queen..


Mouse started the day slow. knowing it to be somewhat a repeat of the day before. the difference was. He had his sturdy rock. his Grey Matter. so of course, it should be a little easier.
but all day, mouse avoided the cave. When it came time to venture in. Mouse made it inside the mouth again. but the fear took hold again, and hurriedly he said to Grey Matter, "I can't do this, please, I don't want to be here." and again. he ran away.
sitting within sight of the cave, they sat. GM telling mouse how easy it should be, and asking why he couldn't do it. And as M shed a tear in his confusion. Grey started to say how "you don't have to do this."
but mouse knew. mouse knew what had to be done. and. really, it shouldn't have been so hard.
and ever since the day before, M had been kicking himself. and now so, even more.


the next day. mouse told Grey that he would just be out at work.
which was true.
except.
Mouse had to try one more time.

singing tunes to keep his mind busy, M marched right in and the two that were there, they were smiling and laughing at a joke. Reassured, Mouse smiled and stated the business he was there for. suddenly a solemn/serious look flowed across the ones face, and the other disappeared into some other room. :S M became nervous but the smile was still stapled to his face. and realized :P all he could do today was talk, which made things easier. but. :/ now he also realized he'd have to come back, they needed him to talk some more people. and maybe do tests! :( he'd become a LAB RAT.
but on the way out, Mouse was laughing. because. what a silly mouse :P.
makin such a big deal outa everything


typical rodent.

this is something i have to do for myself.

Five days ago. almost a week ago. I watched the late twilight twist back into brightness. Never have I witnessing such a thing, I played with time for four hours.
Coincidentally, since the cold winter months ended in July, it was my first visit back to the sea. Though I cannot swim (and never have), I did not cringe as the cold water hit my feet, but embraced the waves.
but it was Three in the afternoon, And after only almost two hours of my new found
____, the stars were out. The Mouse marched home.



When the sun rose. Mouse knew what he had to do.
The ocean did not come without a price.
scared and fragile. Mouse journeyed deep and was almost there.
but terrified, the mouse hid behind the truck. and sat.
inside the mouse shivered, and panicked. Though, on the outside he was silent.
finally. after a half hour of waiting. He plucked the courage to go inside.
but at the mouth of the entrance, it was silent. but being a mouse. even that scared him.
Mouse(trap) turned tail and ran. He ran wildly away, and collapsed out of breath on the dirt.
Wallowing in his sorrow he sat again. Ashamed and alone.
Mouse trailed home, sulking. but sleep flooded easily as he whispered to himself, "i just want a hug..."

change your lover.

"nothing's really wrong around here."

So, heart pounding, hands shaking. He jumped into a vast new world awaiting him. With the click of a mouse(trap), it was set. He knew what might await him, yet at the same time, fear and adrenaline taking grasp of his throat. for the unknown. He knew that there was no turning back. There were only sidesteps, which he wasn't about to chance upon. Head held high, he set out creating a home in this new world. A light that would beckon forth [hopefully] growth and self-realization.
As if reborn. M awakes confused, and not knowing anything. Only surviving on instinct.
Opportunity takes hold.

With this new world. He was given a new name. mouse(trap) IOU.




I am "M".
i like pants .. and shoes.
imma REAL MAN. :) :P

this will be something.
this will be change.