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Poppi

  • Writing Activities Re: writen punctuation

    We have no periods in the Britain full-stop That came out wrong but I hope you know what I mean full-stop

    Oct 30, 2005
  • Writing Activities Re: writen punctuation

    Another friend of the full-stop exclamation-mark

    Oct 30, 2005
  • Writing Activities Re: writen punctuation

    I still don't understand what period means full-stop This is very confusing full-stop I may go and write a telegram instead full-stop full-stop full-stop

    Oct 30, 2005
  • Art & Photography Re: Death by Cricket

    I MADE the real thing! hah. HAH. HAAAAAAAAAH. *pokes with stick*

    Oct 29, 2005
  • Art & Photography Re: Death by Cricket

    Cool! Thank you so much! It's kind of how I expected London to look. Big Ben rising out of the smog - HOW DISAPPOINTED WAS I?!

    Oct 29, 2005
  • Writing Activities Re: writen punctuation

    might I just ask why is it you keep saying period question-mark When you say period comma do you mean to say full-stop question-mark otherwise comma great idea exclamation-mark

    Oct 29, 2005
  • Art & Photography Re: Death by Cricket

    mwahaha... that is what you think... until you read the poem... *rubs hands* but thanks!

    Oct 29, 2005
  • Art & Photography Re: Death by Cricket

    No actually your wrong... I made an origional which was of me waving a bleeding heart and a cricket bat around in front of a mosque with loads of suidical ...

    Oct 29, 2005
  • Art & Photography Re: Death by Cricket

    All the crap written in the b/g is my poem martyr of banality which is a bit banal but if you're bored it's in the dramatic poem section...

    Oct 28, 2005
  • Art & Photography Re: Amerie

    Waaaaah! It's her!! I almost liked her when I heard her on Bobby and Nihal and thought nobody'd ever buy her record... THEN SHE GOT MAINSTREAM!!! Great drawing really well ...

    Oct 28, 2005


When we are children we seldom think of the future. This innocence leaves us free to enjoy ourselves as few adults can. The day we fret about the future is the day we leave our childhood behind.
— Patrick Rothfuss, The Name of the Wind