But I have no idea!

Sigh. I asked mowen for help for an elaborate joke but I guess it never went through.

I'm stumped.
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This is my real farewell blog.

To much has happened ever since I joined SmiteFire. I've seen people come and go. Others rage quit and others got tired of the game.

For me, I'm about to graduate. Got a lot of stuff to do. And even after graduation I have a lot of plans. So I wont be able to game. AT ALL.

I might not even have the time to use the internet for leisure let alone SmiteFire. All my attention would be on my work, especially since I was able to get into a TV studio. And boy I was lucky. Going to be part of the production team. Just on the assistant part. Paid intern and all that **** I think.


Check out my Blog, that's where I put most of my projects. Kinda how I got picked up too. Guess making that blog was a good idea. Got to remember to thank my mother for using one.

But also I need to thank YOU GUYS! You have no idea how much you've all inspired some of my works and how they brought me here today!

I'm going to miss you! I might pass by here once in a while if I can.

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Since you guys can tell, I rarely (You can even say I kind of quit.) Smite now I'm going to give someone else the leadership. I'll be here and there. But might as well give it to someone who's more active.


I'm not sure who yet. But those who do want reply and give the most convincing reason why you should be the leader of "SmiteFireGaming"!
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The night rises and the day sets. The door creaks and the birds scatter.

In the middle of a forest in an old broken down oak wood cottage a butcher's knife slowly slides off the pink flesh it has dug into.

Why me..?
She asks herself.
Why me!?

With a clang and a thunk the red knife hits the moonlit planks. Staring into the moon through the tattered curtains and broken window she drops. She screams and pulls ferociously on her olive brown hair.

A hand slowly creeps next to her. Trying, desperately trying to grab her skirt. She looks at the head beside her. The head of a man she once knew. Blood pouring tap like out of from a cut on his neck. Dripping slowly towards her legs.

She grabs the knife.


Far away from the cottage, and into the woods. It sounds like a lumber jack is doing his work...
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Between my uncooperative niece and school work. I'm completely losing myself.


She would listen to her mother obediently but she treats me like I'm an unwanted older brother. And she's just 9 and I'm 20.

And to much school work. I have to think up to much **** just to pass. I'm getting worried on 2 classes that i might fail if I don't fix things up on the finals.

....

I just want this to be all over. giadnhsapdhaudsajdbhasidbi;asuhduwa.jf,u
QTP|# ?

that was my hands getting stressed up too.
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