Wednesday, March 29, 2006

Phas Phas *yawwn* Getti

It was 4:00 clock in the morning, only a loony of my age would get up at this time and start cutting orange stick like things, but it'll make me good at cutting (im a witch, so you know what i mean ) And then i hear this drowsy voice saying ''move on to the green palms''. Faine i did that.
' CHop Chop chop' Then i added it in a bowl with some 'blood' in.And yes how could i forget the long yellowish hair?. Yes Yes i put that too... Best part was everyone liked it when they tasted it in school during the break.

Happy birthday Sam!.

Credits - >

Me - The Witch, er... The witch = me. ( blaaah )!

Drowsy voice - Mama

Orange sticks - Carrots

Green Palms - Capsicum

Blood - Ketchup

yellowish hair - Noodles.

Extras - ''everyone'' mentioned in the end.

Yayyy! You wasted your time to watch this movie... '' the early morning Phasgetti''!

Thursday, March 16, 2006

Blaire Witch

How many of you (even though there are just 5-6 blog reader's here) think that the freaky ' Blaire witch' hunt thingee is true? Boring weekend so decided to watch a movie, got my hands on '' the blaire witch project'' Not anything great, not even scary. I so cant believe that the first part is banned here in kuwait!. ;o Uff! if weirdo's came in packs id set them on those thoughtless freaks.

Sunday, March 05, 2006

The jerk who hurt the witch.

Well you see, I will be having a cup of tea, naah make that coffee with satan today evening and lucifer is standing in my balcony waving at the people who pass by. Aww Go boil your heads!
How many times do i tell you? we Witches do not follow the devil we just like nature! Id prolly calm down in 2 or 3 days, oh yes and i transformed this jerk into a frog, Feel sorry for him?Well then go kiss him and get yourself a prince! I quit cutting legs and hanging them on tree's for the little birds to rest on, it went way out of fashion!.

Im not a very bad Witch you know......

Wednesday, March 01, 2006

Now and then


I know im pathetically late , but laziness knocked on my door this month . Look at that Darned blue cloth in the picture, Its freaking spoiling the whole picture. *Sighs* But nothing can be perfect can it?


Smile for me once
Smile for me twice
Bring me the joy, That ive missed till now.
All i did was pray in the sands of yesterday

Smile for me twice
Smile for me thrice
Let me see the curtain rise .
Help me capture feelings in the forest of love
Teach me how to cry.

All that was not meant to be
All that i have yet to see
Help me hold this stubborn sand
This immortal sand.

For all you have done
For all you will do,
Accept my apology
If i repay you just with
a word of thanks,
and a strange smile.