I’m fairly certain this is a miku song. It’s a vocaloid video with animation. In it she stares down a black cat several times. At one point she sprouts a tail and ears. Then she rides the cat. There are also animated chairs at one point (the animation in the video changes).

Last nite I walked into a bar and surprised my husband. He wasn’t the least bit pleased of my arrival, didnt even offer me a chair so that I could sit next to him, and ignored me up until I left. Later, I over heard him ask the FEMALE bar tender if he could do a "bodyshot" off her body. He denies he said that, but i heard with my own 2 ears. When me and my GF went to leave, I approached him to tell him I was leaving and that because he was wasted, I wanted him to come with me, he refused to leave, despite the fact that all his friends had left the bar by this time, and I was leaving, so he basically knew noone there. After 10 years of marriage, am I in the wrong to be mad about him wanting to do a body shot off another woman and do I have the right to be mad AND suspicious as to why he would want to stay at the bar by himself? (Well, the cute bartender was there). I ended up leaving him there. He’s alot bigger than me, there is no way I could have forced him. I left in defeat

Hey, do you like this style of writing, how can i improve it? Btw, i know my punctuation and spelling might not be the best, this is just a draft.
Tears streamed down my face as i lay there in huddled in a ball against my bedroom door. The screaming and the shouting coming from my parents in the room below me downstairs was unbearable, almost painfull to listen to, and it was impossible to escape from no matter where i went or how tight i put my hands around my ears. Surely parents aren’t supposed to argue this much, it’s not normal, it’s not right, it’s not something i can cope with anymore. I’m sick to death of hearing it, "YOU BLOODY B****, YOUR PARANOID,", " I SAW YOU WITH HER, I SAW YOU, YOU CAN’T LIE TO ME LIKE THIS ANYMORE, I’M OUT OF HERE," was the usual one between them, my mom has always been insecure about herself and so is always paranoid dad has been with some other woman, i have to say i’m on my dad’s side for this type of argument, she IS paranoid, i think it’s ridiculous how she tries to make up situations where she ‘saw’ dad cheating on her just so he will admit to something he hasn’t done. "YOUR TIRED? TIRED? WHAT THE F*** AHVE YOU BEEN DOING ALL DAY WHILST I WAS WORKING MY ARSE OF ALL DAY AT WORK YOU LAZY SLOB,", " Well, I’VE BEEN LOOKNIG AFTER OUR KID, DO YOU REMEMBER HER?" was another one, Dad works, Mom doesn’t she lookes after me, and when i say look after me i mean that on the lowest level possible.She feeds me (crap, usually beans, packaged meals and anything cheap that she can stick in the microave), she gives me somewhere to sleep, i suppose my room is quite nice, purpley lilac with yellow flowers and a mathcing bed cover with cream furniture, chosen by me. And she makes me go to school, well i wouldn’t exactly say make considering i’ve been bunking off about 2 days a week for 3 weeks now, i’ve never been clever and i don’t think my parents are particually bothered about my grades, they have enough money to live and that’s all that matters. She doesn’t do anything else, she doesn’t take me out like normal mums would, we don’t go to the cinemas or watch tv toghether, we don’t go to the park or go on girly shopping trips , infact come to think of it i can’t remember the last time i had a conversation with her and i’m not exactly your typical hormonal teenager infct i’m quite lively, so i think it’s quite obvious that she basically doesn’t give a shit. At least she’s better than dad, he goes to work, goes for a drink in the local pub argues with mum and sleeps, thats literally all he does and his work isn’t exactly hard, i don’t think anyway all i know is he works in his office and to me only being 15, that’s not hard.

I have a 4 month year old dog that was diagnosed with distemper about 3 weeks ago, She is very lethargic, eats very small amounts, has diarrhea occasionally but mostly a thick paste like stool. She has a few spasms around both ears on her head. She also has some eye and nose discharge which i do clean with a warm paper towel atleast 4-5 times daily. As of now Lilu is eating gerber through syringe I crush vitamin C 500mg every 12 hrs into her gerber. Im also giving her Pet tabs half a tablet daily, And electrolyte water which she is drinking.

She doesnt do much on a regular day, she gets up only when she needs to go outside to pee etc. And when she is a little hungry she’ll walk to the kitchen. She has some loss of coordination. She does ok some days and bad others. She does drink a sufficient amount of water daily and likes electrolyte water better than regular water, she weighs no more than 10 pounds

If anyone has any suggestions as to what i can do for lilu id be very greatful, maybe something i can give her if someone has gone through a similar situation. Thank you

Well, it wasn’t my turn to go out that night,
But the call came, clarion clear.
I couldn’t really put up a fight…
Thank God the place was so near.

He always sat in the very same spot,
And there in the darkened gloom
I saw him slumped, in his usual chair…
In that smoky, gin filled room.

The bar was crowded with the usual folks,
Who drank many pints and told raucous jokes.
He shrank out of sight in his rickety chair,
And I knew that I was not welcome there.

His silver hair and weathered face
Was not a countenance I’d embrace.
But years ago, ah that was then…
And he was a handsome man among men.

I knew him then, but he’d not recall,
The years have passed since I watched him fall.
I bade my time, since he was not met,
With memories he’d best forget.

I heaved a sigh, and sauntered there,
Removed a black, adjoining chair.
And smiled (a task it seemed to me)
I spoke…Hello again, my good McFee!

He growled! Oh, yes, I knew he would…
And stared me down, as only he could.
Leave, he snarled, get up and go!
But I would not, as well you should know.

Oh, Angus, dear Angus, my Angus McFee!
What a mean, mean old codger, you’re turned out to be!
Why, how I remember, and how I recall…
McFee, you dear, once did capture them all!

Your spirit was lively, your humor sublime!
The lassies enchanted by you, all the time!
Your work was professional, you slouched not a bit!
Your speech it was tempered with humor and wit!

You picked up that phone,
And, YOU made the call…I’m here,
You’re not alone at all!
The band is playing, come, come…let’s dance!

His face got red,
His ears were burning…
And every head in the place was turning.
I can’t…played strip poker
and lost my pants!
Have two ending and two beginnings…but I’m choosy. Still in the ‘tweaking stage".

ok so here is info i sent to the investigator i reported this "breeder" to:
Purchaser Law(in Nj this is against the law)
Dog not checked by Vet, therefore, no receipt

Sickness
as soon as got puppy home, very loose bowels, blood and mucus in stool
hair lo front legs
dog bites on front legs and ears
She gave back to owners from the vet bill

Conditions of house
High stench
Put fecal matter in kitchen trash

Puppy came from basement, parents weren’t shown
Lots of barking from basement and backyard

No purchase contract, only 3 by 5 card with dates of shots given and general info

She said she was a vet tech and could give the vaccinations (see 3 by 5 card info attached)
ok so if shes a backyard breeder and the investigators categorize her as one will she be trated the same way as a puppy mill breeder…i.e. fined the same amount/dogs taken away?!?!

It’s a coming of age story, i guess. I still have a few ideas to work in the story but its mainly about Oliver and Sarah being forced to play 7 Minutes in Heaven at a party, but both end up with the same sex as their partner. After that night Oliver begins to question his sexuality, and it influences Sarah to think she’s a lesbian (Though, in the closet where they play the game at the party, Oliver and the guy end up doing more than Sarah and her partner.)
Sorry if there are any spelling or grammatical errors.
P.S There is a bit of cussing, just to let you know, but it’s a part of the character
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Drunken teenagers, dirty dancing, and music blasting loud enough to make your ears ring for days.
It was a typical high school party.
Oliver jumped out of his Hummer, almost hitting a few party people in the driveway. Sarah followed suit, and the two friends walked up to the porch. Sarah linked arms with Oliver and intertwined her fingers with his, as if it was nothing, though the two were not together. It was sort of a secret pact, if you will; You see, Sarah and Oliver were best friends, though like in the movies and TV shows, they never were together as a couple and never thought about it, but they acted like a couple for their school. Everyone already thought they were, since they were always hanging out together, and whenever they tried to deny it, people just smiled and rolled their eyes.
The two waited outside for the line into the party to move, talking to each other and waving to guests they knew. The music was loud enough to hear from blocks away, and people waiting in line danced, as did the two friends. Slowly, the line moved, and the two friends found themselves at the threshold of the front door. Sarah was laughing into Oliver’s jacket from seeing people’s wild dancing. Oliver smiled and carried her in as the host of this party appeared in front of the friends, smiling and he bowed, making a gesture as if to show off what a great party he was throwing, and disappeared as quickly as he came.
` Sarah led the way to the kitchen where teens huddled around finger sandwiches and bags of chips. She loaded her plate with food, though of course she was going to share with her friend, but she could easily eat the entire food mountain she was building, with her fast metabolism. She turned around, expecting Oliver to be close by, but he was nowhere near her. She was puzzled, but shrugged it off; a girl must’ve gotten a hold of him and started dancing with him, or he was off saying his hello’s to the people he hadn’t seen since the beginning of summer. She picked at the food from her bar stool in the kitchen looking out at the dance floor. She liked parties, sure—but she was shy, honestly. She was pretty, that was a fact, with her chocolate brown eyes and long wavy blond hair and the few freckles on her face, but that was the problem; if she were to show up in a police car and be in for a mug shot, the officers would most likely laugh and send her on her way. She was smart and had friends and was known in school, but she wasn’t a slut, she didn’t do any drugs or play any sports, so she wasn’t exactly in the “In-crowd” or tough, and she wasn’t one of the many girls out on the floor grinding against a guy. She sighed and began to stuff her face with the pile of chips, but that was before someone filled the void beside her and took her hand to kiss it.

Suddenly grabbed by the hood of his black jacket, Oliver was quickly pulled away from his friend and was escorted through the groups of people and soon enough, he was thrown into a closet, hitting the back wall and enclosed in darkness. Needless to say, he was utterly confused and was only accompanied with a rising headache. He stood up, but fell, and laughed. “Okay guys, very funny, now lemme out.” He stood and knocked on the door, but no one heard it outside, where the music blasted and a group of girls searched the room for their next victim. He started to yell even more, maybe for the fear of this wasn’t a game, but it was a prank and he was going to say in there for the next few hours, but it was no use. He sighed and backed up, but was soon knocked down as the door flung open and someone else was pushed in and crashed on top of him. He knocked back against the wall, again, and the force that was now uncomfortably on top of him let out a groan.
“What the f*ck…” Said the now way-too-close body on top of Oliver. Oliver soon pushed off the weight and another groan and sigh was heard. “What the hell is going on?”
“Well unless there is going to be another body in here for some kind of new closet cult, I’m pretty sure they want us to play that 7 minutes in heaven game…”
“No sh*t, Sherlock. The problem is, you’re a guy, aren’t you?”
Oliver snorted. “Well, isn’t it obvious by my voice?”
“Uh, not really, maybe the girls outside didn’t pick that up either, since you sound like a girl, honestly. But anyways, I’m not gay, and I am definitely not about to tr
Try* sorry

Hi, so I have writers block on my novel and can’t seem to get passed it but I still want to write so I thought writing a fan fic would be relaxing – I was right, lol – anyway the past that has *** beside it should be in italic font. So, what do you think?

“Jacob called again,” mom shouted from the kitchen. I do not know why she was in there they never used it except when granddad came over and she was trying to look ‘human’.

“I’ll call him later, mom.” I replied with no intention of doing it. Why did he have to tell me about them? Pulling out the music sheet dad forced me to play every night from my school backpack I relocated from the living room window to the stool by the grand piano. I don’t even know why I was bothering to try. I never inherited my ‘musical talents’ from my father’s side of the family but it made him happy to see me play and that’s all that mattered. Propping the wrinkled sheet against the gold music stand my fingers ran over the ivory keys. I looked around to make sure no one was present and I gently tapped the first key.

“Oh god, my ears.” Uncle Emmett was beside me in two seconds flat, his hands above his head pleading with the skies. “Make her stop.”
“Funny,” I said but I knew he was right there was no way I was ever going to learn this. I pulled the sheet down and walked past him with my head dipping.
“Oh, come on Nessie, I was fooling around,” he begged, “Come back you’ve only begun.”
“Go annoy, Jasper,” I shouted back in return.

When I entered the kitchen, Mom was cooking her signature dish of Chicken Enchiladas and I knew Granddad Charlie must be due soon.
“I didn’t know Granddad was coming?” I said, opening the white cupboard doors and pulling out two plates.

“Aunt Alice is away to pick him up just now,” Mom replied. “I think he has some news for us.” She hurried from the sink to the stove as she hummed away merrily. I knew she loved feeling human again whenever she got the chance and any other day I would love to sit at the kitchen table and watch her, but not today. No, not after what Jacob had told me.

“Mom, can I pass on dinner?” I asked hoping she would turn around and I could melt her with the same look I used on dad with the help of my chocolate brown eyes.
“Darling,” she began still rushing about the large kitchen, “You haven’t seen Granddad for a while now. What’s wrong?”

“Nothing,” I said looking down at the marble tiles, “I have a test at school I have to study for.”

How could I tell her the truth? How was I supposed to tell her that the man I loved just broke my heart by telling me, he once loved my mom? Stupid Jacob Black. I hated him for what he just told me. However, I couldn’t just switch my feelings off; I loved him also. A tear ran down my face as mom came and sat her cold white hand upon my shoulder.

“It’s okay to be excused tonight, sweetheart. You go study for that test.” She kissed my head and a chill ran through my body. My mother never asked me much about my problems; she knew how it felt to be asked repeatedly about something and never wanting to open up. She always knew how to make my problems better without having to dig around to find out what was wrong. However, she wouldn’t be able to solve this one. Not this time.

Back in the familiar surroundings of the cottage, I made my way into my tiny bedroom. The walls in here reflected my mood they were dark purple and the swirls on them looked like the constant dark clouds that hovered over Forks. I fell onto my bed, switched on my music player, and placed the buds into my ears and turned the volume up full blast, hoping the noise would distract my brain from recalling the moment Jacob told me.

Italic font*** It was sunny outside and I had to screen my eyes with my hand so I could see him coming towards me. My heart fluttered as he came closer and closer. Abby – my best friend – was complaining about how lucky I was to be dating someone so gorgeous. I ignored her and concentrated on Jacob. The way he walked, talked, and smiled always sent my heart into overdrive. He had been around me for as long as I could remember and it just felt right to be near him.

I lifted my hand to wave at him only stopping when I realised he wasn’t making his way towards me. I watched in horror as he simply strolled past without noticing me, and into very young looking arms, of my mother.

“Bella,” he said, picking her up and twirling her.
“Jake,” she cried. “I’ve missed you so much.”

He placed her down on the sidewalk and gently took her hands, “It’s always been you. You’re the one I’m meant to be with. Does your offer still stand to run away?”
“Jacob, I can’t just leave my daughter or my family but I will find a way to be with you.”

The space between them closed in as Jacob bent down and kissed her lips, transformed, and ran away. I called after him but it was no use, I was invisible, to him at least. My mother walked ove
. My mother walked over to me and took my hand.
“Don’t worry Nessie,” she said. “It was always supposed to be this way.”*** Italic font end!

I woke up with tears running down my face and soaking my pillow. The music, I had fallen asleep to, was skipping on a track. I pulled the buds out my ears and threw them on the floor. I heard low mumbling coming from the living room area and realised it must be late if dad and mom were back; dad was hunting today and said he wouldn’t be back until nightfall. Not wanting to cause a scene – dad already had a dislike for Jacob, this would just make it worse- I fell back onto my single wooden bed and traced the engraving on the headboard, ‘look after my heart, I’ve left it with you.’
Yes, I have 2 chapters…so far!

You can read them @ www.bitten.proforums.org its a twilight fansite and Im going to add it there x

Hi, so I’m bored and wanted to write something. So here it is. What do you think? It is in Renesmee point of view.

Thanks x

“Jacob called again,” mom shouted from the kitchen. I do not know why she was in there they never used it except when granddad came over and she was trying to look ‘human’.

“I’ll call him later, mom.” I replied with no intention of doing it. Why did he have to tell me about them? Pulling out the music sheet dad forced me to play every night from my school backpack I relocated from the living room window to the stool by the grand piano. I don’t even know why I was bothering to try. I never inherited my ‘musical talents’ from my father’s side of the family but it made him happy to see me play and that’s all that mattered. Propping the wrinkled sheet against the gold music stand my fingers ran over the ivory keys. I looked around to make sure no one was around and then I gently tapped the first key.

“Oh god, my ears.” Uncle Emmet was beside me in two seconds flat, his hands above his head pleading with the skies. “Make her stop.”

“Funny,” I said, but I knew he was right there was no way I was ever going to learn this. I pulled the sheet down and walked past him with my head dipping.

“Oh, come on Nessie, I was fooling around,” he begged, “Come back you’ve only begun.”

“Go annoy, Jasper,” I shouted back in return.

When I entered the kitchen, Mom was cooking her signature dish of Chicken Enchiladas and I knew Granddad Charlie must be due soon.

“I didn’t know Granddad was coming?” I said, opening the white cupboard doors and pulling out two plates.

“Aunt Alice is away to pick him up just now,” Mom replied. “I think he has some news for us.” She hurried from the sink to the stove as she hummed away merrily. I knew she loved feeling human again whenever she got the chance and any other day I would love to sit at the kitchen table and watch her, but not today. No, not after what Jacob had told me.

“Mom, can I pass on dinner?” I asked hoping she would turn around and I could melt her with the same look I used on dad with the help of my chocolate brown eyes.

“Darling,” she began still rushing about the large kitchen, “You haven’t seen Granddad for a while now. What’s wrong?”

“Nothing,” I said looking down at the marble tiles, “I have a test at school I have to study for.”

How could I tell her the truth? How was I supposed to tell her that the man I loved just broke my heart by telling me, he once loved my mom? Stupid Jacob Black. I hated him for what he just told me. However, I couldn’t just switch my feelings off; I loved him also. A tear ran down my face as mom came and sat her cold white hand upon my shoulder.

“It’s okay to be excused tonight, sweetheart. You go study for that test.” She kissed my head and a chill ran through my body. My mother never asked me much about my problems; she knew how it felt to be asked repeatedly about something and never wanting to open up. She always knew how to make my problems better without having to dig around to find out what was wrong. But, she wouldn’t be able to solve this one. Not this time.
oops I din’t even notice that lol x
I do write my own but I have writers block at the moment and just can’t seem to get passed it x

I saw the coolest plant tonight, and couldn’t buy it. I would love to know what it was, but the label only said "Succulent." it had about twenty little arms all standing at different heights, and each one looked like Shrek’s ears: it had a very unique shape. Each stalk was about as big around as a sharpie, but at the end, it widened into a little bulb that was sort of dented in on top. It almost looked like a super modern bar stool/chair. It was very bright green and smooth like a jade plant. The plant was in a four inch pot, and stood about four additional inches tall. That’s the best I can discribe it.

I know this isn’t really getting the point across, but here’s a good picture of Shrek’s ear:

http://www.iwatchstuff.com/2007/07/18/shrek-the-fifth.jpg

My kitten is so wierd. First off, he likes to play with water. He actually even jumped in the toilet bowl last week, nasty. And he was just sitting there like it was a jacuzzi.

He can unlock and almost open doors. No word of a lie. We had to move some furniture that was near doors because he would use one paw to jiggle the knob and the other for the lock. When we eat dinner we put him in one room and shut the door. All dinner long the door knob is turning, enough for it to "open" but he wasn’t able to pull the door open.

Friday night, I was leaving for a wedding. And shut off our kitchen light (wall switch)….2 seconds later it was back on. So my kitten and I played "keep the light off for about 10 minutes". My husband didn’t believe me so I demonstarted when I got home.

He is also very vocal. When I come home from work I say hello to him through the window…and ask him questions, Not really expecting a response but he meows, after each questions.

He also sucks our ears.

My 3 year old male (neutered) persian cat is acting odd. He slept in the basement alone for about two hours this morning while I was upstairs. Usually he stays where I can see him, so I went downstairs to check on him. He kept on sleeping when I picked him up, which he usually doesn’t do. I brought him upstairs so I could keep an eye on him. He walked over to his food and water bowls and looked between the two for about 30 seconds before finally taking a few sips of water. Then he very slowly hopped into one of the barstools and meowed pathetically. I petted him and he gave me a lot of "kitty kisses" (his tongue feels normal). His eyes were watering profusely yesterday and he recently started having dandruff on his lower back area. While he was asleep I turned him over and felt his belly, which feels sort of "full" if that makes sense.
Two days ago he had quite a bit of milk. I was eating some Kashi Blueberry cereal and set the bowl down on the floor. It had milk and some
cereal in it. I don’t think he ate any of the cereal but he drank quite a bit of milk.
He is also walking strangely. I can’t really describe what’s wrong with his walk, but about a year ago his back (left I think) leg was inflamed and he had to take a pink antibiotic.
Does anyone know what could be wrong? Am I just overreacting to a normally active cat’s sleepiness?
I just looked at him again and he has some brown wax in his ears. I don’t think it’s an abnormal amount, but I don’t clean his ears that often so I really don’t know.
I just cleaned his litterbox and there were three "pee pads" in it, but no poop. I cleaned it yesterday at 12:00 and there was both #1 and #2 in it (but nothing abnormal). He sat in the car for about 2.5 hours yesterday (he is used to doing this and it was cool outside and he had water).
He just ate some food and is heading down to the basement (where his litterbox is) so I will update in just a second if he goes #2.
Yes, he went #2, which is something of a relief.
I think he is ok now. He is hyper and running around like he usually does. I guess he just had an upset tummy and after he pooped he was OK. However, if anyone else’s cat has gone through something similar, I’d love your input.

My son is 5 and very bright. He was speaking very early and is reading way ahead of schedule. His pronunciation of certain letters, especially "R," has been a little funny and he seems to speak rather slowly, but I figured these things would improve with time.

Anyway, he’s a bit of a klutz, always tripping over nothing and falling off the kitchen stools. He tries to ham it up, usually by going into a dramatic roll. Today, though, we were walking home from school and stopped to look at something and By God, he stepped off the curb with a speeding semi coming. I grabbed him by the collar to pull him back as the truck honked and sped by.

He claims he fell. I thought he just wasn’t paying attention. But all these things are starting to make me wonder if maybe he’s got equilibrium issues and that maybe it’s affected his ears. How do I test for this?

Any suggestions are appreciated, thanks!
He only crawled for 2 weeks…thanks for that insight. You’re all very helpful.