Post by Calista Rosa on Aug 31, 2012 22:23:40 GMT -5
[atrb=width,455,true][atrb=border,0,true][atrb=style, padding: 10px; background-image: url(http://i.imgur.com/Hlcpz.png);][STYLE=float: left; border: 4px solid #dfdfdf; width: 100px; height: 100px; font-family: courier new; font-size: 10px;] WORD COUNT: 242 TAGGED: OPEN NOTES: n/a LYRICS: GHOST OF ME, DAUGHTRY[/style][STYLE=float:right; background-color: #000; font-family: georgia; font-size: 9px; text-transform: uppercase; color: #ffffff; width: 300px;letter-spacing: 2.5px;]DON'T LOOK OVER YOUR SHOULDER, 'CAUSE[/style] [STYLE=float:right; background-color: #000; font-family: georgia; font-size: 9px; text-transform: uppercase; color: #ffffff; width: 300px; ; letter-spacing: 2.5px; padding-right: 10px;]THAT'S JUST THE GHOST OF ME YOU'RE SEEING[/style] [STYLE=padding-left: 10px; padding-right: 5px; font-size: 20px; font-family: times new roman; text-transform: uppercase; color: #333333; background-color: #dfdfdf; letter-spacing: 8px;] IN YOUR DREAMS [/style][STYLE=float:right; background-image: url(http://i.imgur.com/31dY3.png); color: #ffffff; opacity: 0.7; padding-left: 4px; padding-right: 4px; padding-bottom: 4px; padding-top: -4px; font-family: trebuchet ms; font-size: 10.5px; line-height: 11px; border-left: 1px dotted #dfdfdf; width:310; opacity: 0.7; text-align: justify;]A small sigh escaped glossed lips. Calista had her arms folded atop the window-side table, her head resting on top of them. A tired look glazed her eyes over as she stared out a the darkened sky....she had some free time right now and so, was attempting some studying. She had already finished all of her class work for the week, as well as extra-credit work...The only assignment left barely touched was her dreaded math homework. The night class student's table was filled with various textbooks, assigned reading, papers and even sheet music. Calista wondered what her dearest brother was up to right now... Xander was probably busy right now....and she didn't care about Gabriela's whereabouts. Stress was beginning to eat away at her......this week she had four quizzes, a dance to choreograph, a new violin piece to learn...she was exhausted. She wouldn't ever let anyone know this...afterall, she didn't need help. She didn't need anyone, except maybe Xander. She wasn't like her so called sister who used others so regularly...ugh. Just thinking about her sister began to get to her, her teeth clenching slightly. Another sigh escaped her. Thinking about her and this silly competition was just adding to her stress levels. Maybe if she just closed her eyes for moment and cleared her head.... Slowly her eyes began to drift shut...anyone who dared even try to wake her had another thing coming.... [/style] [STYLE=float:right; background-color: #000; font-family: georgia; font-size: 9px; text-transform: uppercase; color: #ffffff; width: 310px; ; letter-spacing: 2.5px; padding-right: 10px; text-align: center;]CODED BY ACRYLIK ON BTN![/style] |
