Cake for Breakfast

Cake...a delicious dessert after a meal, usually supper. It's not nutritional. It won't keep me healthy. And I'll be hungry within the hour.
But today I had cake for breakfast.
And I am proud of it.
It was of the chocolate variety, to be exact. It was sugary, and it was sooooo good. (the extra o's make it serious). There was no call for cake in the morning, and usually I wouldn't have gotten away with it, but today was in favour of cake for breakfast. And you know what? I had my reasons:
-Today's a Saturday
-Cake and tea mix well together
-I'm sick to death of toast
-I was too lazy to cook anything
-Cake is sugary, and sugar helps me get out of my early morning zombie state
-It's sunny outside (I had to celebrate this fact)
-I was in my pajamas, and cake tastes even better when you're wearing pajamas (it's true!!)
-It was that awkward time between morning and noon, so what meal could I eat anyway??
-My teddy bear got to the cake first, and...well...the cake looked lonely...
-No one else was eating cake....I couldn't let it go bad
-I'm a teenager and can do things like this
-No really, my teddy bear put me up to it...I promise....

Katkin's Adventure is Coming!!

I promise I'll post the first adventure! I know it's been over a month and I feel so bad, but I've just been so busy! Below is the link to the Intro, in case it's been too long for you to remember what I'm talking about...
http://somniascriptor.blogspot.ca/2012/02/adventures-of-katkin-sharpeyes-and-so.html

A Dead Thing Lost

(Another English assignment, a lyrical poem. Note: I'm in a perfectly happy mood, don't worry...)

I am a dead thing lost,
a broken, wingless dream.
I am a fleeting memory,
a single, frail moonbeam.

I am a rotting corpse,
the cold earth is my bed.
My nails are black as sin,
my eyes are filled with lead.

I am a bitter sigh,
a waterfall of tears.
My mind, a frightful graveyard,
a sweet collection of fears.

I am a ruined painting,
my paint all washed away.
Fading away tomorrows,
no such thing as Today.

I am a forgotten promise,
a twice forgotten fire.
A travel weary traveler,
lost in a murky mire.

I am a dead thing lost,
a frozen, silent cry.
So tired of all these hours,
please just let me lie.

Books: March 2012

Books Read:
-Firebringer by David Clement-Davies
-The Singer of all Songs by Kate Constable
-The Waterless Sea by Kate Constable
-The Tenth Power by Kate Constable
-Jane Eyre by Charlotte Bronte
-The Secret of the Old Mill by Franklin W. Dixon
-The Sinister Signpost by Franklin W. Dixon
-A Figure in Hiding by Franklin W. Dixon
-The Paradise War by Stephen R. Lawhead
-The Cat Who Turned On and Off by Lillian Jackson Braun
-The Cat Who Tailed a Thief by Lillian Jackson Braun
-The Nutcracker Ballet Mystery by Carolyn Keene
-The Private Life of the Cat Who by Lillian Jackson Braun
-The Call of the Wild by Jack London
-The Secret Warning by Franklin W. Dixon
-The Cruise of the Dazzler by Jack London
Total: 16
Books Bought:
-The Nutcracker Ballet Mystery by Carolyne Keene
-A Figure in Hiding by Franklin W. Dixon
-The Sinister Signpost by Franklin W. Dixon
-The Secret of the Old Mill by Franklin W. Dixon
-The Secret Warning by Franklin W. Dixon
-The Complete Illustrated Lewis Carroll
-The Cat Who Turned On and Off by Lillian Jackson Braun
-The Cat Who Tailed a Thief by Lillian Jackson Braun
-The Complete Novels of Jane Austen (Sense and Sensibility, Pride and Prejudice, Mansfield Park, Emma, Northanger Abbey, Persuasion, Lady Susan)
-Frances Hodgson Burnett 3 in 1 Book (Little Lord Fauntleroy, A Little Princess, The Secret Garden)
-Jack London 2 in 1 book (The Call of the Wild, The Cruise of the Dazzler)
-Husky with a Heart by Ben M. Baglio
-Eragon by Christopher Paolini
-The Mystery of the Aztec Warrior by Franklin W. Dixon
-War at Any Price: World War Two in Europe, 1939-1945 by M. K. Dziewanowski
Total: 25 (not counting all the books in the Lewis Carroll Collection)

All in all, a pretty good month when it comes to books!

Cat Haiku

There was a smart cat
who liked to solve mysteries
and catch the bad guy.

A Quick Haiku

I had a blue book,
and I read it in math class,
and now it is done.

Remember to Forget

Moon is shining, window to the soul,
stare through the paper doll,
wallpaper hearts raining
water rivulets, leading lines.
Into the ocean, dreams and wishes,
washed upon a rocky shore.
Starry expanse, scars and clouds,
laughing scissors, cut into flesh,
forget the heart and hopes behind.
Learn to forget, remember that.