Okay, so my printer is broken. You all know what that means: no drawings. Fail. And I'm not in much of a mood for writing, either. But, I'm hoping inspiration will come soon.

I have 358/2 Days and it is so amazing! I've beaten it. I just love it so much! It's so lovely and sad! And Xion is so awesome! It's so cute how she and Roxas collect sea shells. I might do a nice cute friendship piece along those lines. Tell me if you'd like to see it. Or something else. I want to write, and I have ideas (really lame ones), but the words just aren't coming. Maybe if I just sit down and get myself to write one line, I'll have something. School has really fried my brain and I was just sick. Most of my school was out sick. The funny thing was that our classes weren't canceled, even though so many kids were sick....

But, of course, I'm dubious that you guys remember me. It's no good to be forgotten, is it?

IF YOU ARE AWESOME, READ THIS:

The wind buffeted her hair and she smiled, closing her eyes. The waves lapped gently at the sandy shore. The sunshine was warm on her face and the sky was a brilliant blue.

That smile felt so natural. So warm and sweet. The wind felt so nice. She could not suppress the giggle that escaped her lips as she imagined Axel and Roxas splashing each other in the waves. The salty sea spray splashed her face as she bent down to pick up a sea shell.

She clutched the shell in her hand. She ran her thumb along the smooth surface of the shell's inside. She wrapped her hand around the rough outside and lifted it to her ear. She sighed a sigh that was almost tired and faintly nostalgic. Funny, how you can feel so far away from home when you were there.

The waves rolled in the tiny shell. To think that the immense ocean could be contained in such a small space. She laughed again, mirth gathering up inside. She plopped down on the sand, closing her eyes and listening to the waves and their echo.

She could almost hear laughter echoing within the little shell. She looked up to see if there was anyone around and she was just hearing them. There wasn't a single soul besides her on the lonely beach.

"Huh?" She pushed the shell closer to her ear. Remarkable. Could the laughter in that shell really be her own? Other voices joined hers in joyful harmony. She sighed wistfully. She sounded so happy. She deposited the shell in her pocket and walked away.

She patted her pocket. She pulled it out again and pressed it to her ear, reliving her perfect memory.

That was bad. I don't know why I just wrote that.(If you don't know, it's about Xion.) I just let the words and ideas flow straight from my head onto the keyboard! I'm writing again!!!!!

Hey, if you're still reading this (if you are you're either crazy or you love me!), you're awesome! I think this is, like, the longest journal ever!

Thanks for reading! I hope you're all doing fantabulously!
God Bless!
~Hillary