Wow, it's been a while, eh?
I am so very sorry for those who have been looking forward to reading "The Great Hogwarts Challenge" and the updates. I have posted them to animespiral.com under the name of mallory_reed. but unfortunately, the website has been having problems lately and I can't access it.
I haven't been into the Harry Potter fandom since Deathly Hollows came out and I've lost interest in writing fic. I'm sorry.
I will, however, make it up to you all- post an idea or PM on Gaiaonline (Tsammi-hime), blogger (memoriesofchain) or Livejournal (Sumi_Tatsuha). I will be going to work at a sleep- away camp on June 15th, so I will have all the time in the world to think about your ideas. SInce I last posted here, I have grown as a writer and will be able to handle most genres (except lemons, of course).
Again, I am sorry. I'm sure the website will go back online soon, if not, please be patient and deal with what you have on Gaiaonline.
If, for whatever reason, you want to read mor eof my writing for the Kingdom Hearts fandom, please check out my livejournal. (sumi-tatsuha.livejournal.com)
Have nice day ^_^
Sam
Friday, June 5, 2009
Tuesday, February 5, 2008
BORING POST IS BORING (AND UNORIGINAL)
So I've been learning German since last Saturday and it's been going quite well. The pronounciation is so hard, though. I mean, why would J and Y be so interchangeable? It's really strange and so unlike English, so similar. That's because English is German and Latin
's love child,to put it to a metaphor.
Anyway, House MD is playing tonight and I'm SO LOOKING FORWARDS
TO TEH FUNNY. House is gonna break up Wilson and Cut-throat Bitch by 1; Wilson sleeps
with Cuddy and 2; Cut-throat Bitch is going to join the Ducklings if she breaks up with Wilson.
This is going to be great. Since I'll be sacrificing my spare block tomorrow to get to know the professional Muralist for the Mural project, I can't type up how awesome it was/ will be.
Anyway, I want to talk about S'cool. It's a tv show filmed in the English schools of Quebec. All of the news stories and stuff are by the students. Like I wrote a piece for the book review (A La Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows) and a piece that probably won't air due to the fact that it's over, the Writers Strike and the effects on us. DAMN YOU WRITER'S STRIKE. Why couldn't have ended in March?
So, like, yeah. I'm busy this week and stuff. So like, yeah. Byebye
Sam
's love child,to put it to a metaphor.
Anyway, House MD is playing tonight and I'm SO LOOKING FORWARDS
TO TEH FUNNY. House is gonna break up Wilson and Cut-throat Bitch by 1; Wilson sleeps
with Cuddy and 2; Cut-throat Bitch is going to join the Ducklings if she breaks up with Wilson.
This is going to be great. Since I'll be sacrificing my spare block tomorrow to get to know the professional Muralist for the Mural project, I can't type up how awesome it was/ will be.
Anyway, I want to talk about S'cool. It's a tv show filmed in the English schools of Quebec. All of the news stories and stuff are by the students. Like I wrote a piece for the book review (A La Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows) and a piece that probably won't air due to the fact that it's over, the Writers Strike and the effects on us. DAMN YOU WRITER'S STRIKE. Why couldn't have ended in March?
So, like, yeah. I'm busy this week and stuff. So like, yeah. Byebye
Sam
Wednesday, January 16, 2008
Happy Birthday to me~!
YES, I AM SEVENTEEN!
But I'm still jailbait.
Anyway, this morning I was explaining to Phillip what the difference is between a;
Metaphorical, Literal and Imaginary dog.
An imginary dog would not even exist in the first place because it cannot be seen by anyone.
A literal dog would exist because you can see it, I can see it and everyone could see it.
A metaphorical dog would not technically exist. It will exist as long as you are comparing something to said dog. Like EX; your little brother, who follows you around constantly, like a dog. Therefore he is your, metaphorically speaking, dog.
Phillip just can't seem to make the difference or at least doesn't want to.
I think he doesn't want to because he was saying everything is metaphorical. Which is misusing the word. Like in art class, I was just about to answer Ms Blampied when he shouted;
"METAPHORICAL!"
In which I replied;
"YOU BET IT IS!"
Ah, that was funny.
Anywho, I'm really bored. I'm waiting for Dad to cme home so I can have my birthday cake, which'll be the third one today. I gotta pee, but I don't wanna get up because of my headache. But I'll have to sooner or later~
I' m almost done with A Typical Love Story, there should be at least five more chappies to write. But my headache just doesn't want to make life easy for me. No history project, response rewriting and certainly no poetry writing/ researching can be done. GAH! *HEADDESK*
I'll update later. I feel icky.
Sam
But I'm still jailbait.
Anyway, this morning I was explaining to Phillip what the difference is between a;
Metaphorical, Literal and Imaginary dog.
An imginary dog would not even exist in the first place because it cannot be seen by anyone.
A literal dog would exist because you can see it, I can see it and everyone could see it.
A metaphorical dog would not technically exist. It will exist as long as you are comparing something to said dog. Like EX; your little brother, who follows you around constantly, like a dog. Therefore he is your, metaphorically speaking, dog.
Phillip just can't seem to make the difference or at least doesn't want to.
I think he doesn't want to because he was saying everything is metaphorical. Which is misusing the word. Like in art class, I was just about to answer Ms Blampied when he shouted;
"METAPHORICAL!"
In which I replied;
"YOU BET IT IS!"
Ah, that was funny.
Anywho, I'm really bored. I'm waiting for Dad to cme home so I can have my birthday cake, which'll be the third one today. I gotta pee, but I don't wanna get up because of my headache. But I'll have to sooner or later~
I' m almost done with A Typical Love Story, there should be at least five more chappies to write. But my headache just doesn't want to make life easy for me. No history project, response rewriting and certainly no poetry writing/ researching can be done. GAH! *HEADDESK*
I'll update later. I feel icky.
Sam
Friday, January 11, 2008
SHAMLESS POST IS SHAMLESS
I rather have a random post than a shameless one.
Anyway, HE WHO MUST NOT BE NAMED sent me another quiz challenge, this time, it's the "Name that TV show". Puh- lease. 90% to his 67%. If he wants to challenge me and win, he'll have to take quizzes that are FAR HARDER THAN THAT.
I'm such a dweller. When bad things happen, I dwell on them. Which isn't good. Like two years today, HE WHO MUST NOT BE NAMED dumped me. AND HE COMMEMORATES IT BY CHALLENGING ME TO A QUIZ. The shameless bastard. I rather date Voldemort! Actually. . . no, I don't. He's been dead since 1997 (literally) but dead for six months literary- wise. So there must be some gangreene on it somehow.
People, get this straight, I started writing A Typical Love Story around New Year's and I posted the fic last night (I shall link it to my lovely blog soon!) but a few days ago, I reviewed this Scrose fic and the author of said fic accused me of plagarizing it. As if. I have all sorts of proof to say that I that I had came up with this idea all on my own but she must seriously have some sort of complex. I write one good review and she goes bitchy on me. BTW, I didn't. I have bettet things to do than plagerize some fic I read and don't even remember reading . Okay, I remember some parts and the only part where they're even remotely the same is that; get this; IT'S FORBIDDEN LOVE~! So shameless of me, I know.
So yeah, even her review was typed horribly. She should at least attempt to spell correctly. I know I did. I HAS SPELL CHECK ON MY WEB BROWSER!
Till next time (Maybe my birthday?)
Sam.
Anyway, HE WHO MUST NOT BE NAMED sent me another quiz challenge, this time, it's the "Name that TV show". Puh- lease. 90% to his 67%. If he wants to challenge me and win, he'll have to take quizzes that are FAR HARDER THAN THAT.
I'm such a dweller. When bad things happen, I dwell on them. Which isn't good. Like two years today, HE WHO MUST NOT BE NAMED dumped me. AND HE COMMEMORATES IT BY CHALLENGING ME TO A QUIZ. The shameless bastard. I rather date Voldemort! Actually. . . no, I don't. He's been dead since 1997 (literally) but dead for six months literary- wise. So there must be some gangreene on it somehow.
People, get this straight, I started writing A Typical Love Story around New Year's and I posted the fic last night (I shall link it to my lovely blog soon!) but a few days ago, I reviewed this Scrose fic and the author of said fic accused me of plagarizing it. As if. I have all sorts of proof to say that I that I had came up with this idea all on my own but she must seriously have some sort of complex. I write one good review and she goes bitchy on me. BTW, I didn't. I have bettet things to do than plagerize some fic I read and don't even remember reading . Okay, I remember some parts and the only part where they're even remotely the same is that; get this; IT'S FORBIDDEN LOVE~! So shameless of me, I know.
So yeah, even her review was typed horribly. She should at least attempt to spell correctly. I know I did. I HAS SPELL CHECK ON MY WEB BROWSER!
Till next time (Maybe my birthday?)
Sam.
Thursday, January 10, 2008
RANDOM POST IS RANDOM
Remember back a few posts I was angsting about how my math teacher said that if you failed this course, you should feel ashamed, well. . . Yesterday, said math teacher was reading out questions about Statistics (easiest. Unit. Ever.)
MATH TEACHER: 'An interview of veterans suffering from Gulf War Syndrome' . . Do any of you know what that is?
CLASS: *Cricket chirps*
ME: Oooh. . I know! It's like when you have flash- backs and you still think you're in war and you're so freaked out! It's like shell shock, too.
LATER TODAY
MATH TEACHER: Your knowledge of the GWS is impressive, how do you know of it?
ME: . . . I'm in HL, it's the sort of thing we talk about.
Actually, I learned int from watching HOUSE MD. Which is made of thirty thousand flavours of win, so please watch it! Plus, now I can say I'm not ashamed of failing this stupid course. I was only temporarily disappointed for a few months. HA! Take that, Cameron!
Anyway, my 17th birthday is on January 16th. Yes, that means that my 'lucky' year is finishing. I don't quite like this year as much as the year of my 14th birthday. A lot of things happened this year . . .
1) Saul won't talk to me! I don't know why. He gives me all sorts of weird reasons why he hates me and why I should hate him. This year is also the year I found out he used to like me.
2) HE WHO MUST NOT BE NAMED. No, not Voldemort. Voldemort makes this guy look tame! He deserves nothing below the shame he should feel when I beat him on the quizzes he challenges me to on Facebook. HA! I GOT 11/11 ON THE NAME THE DISNEY PRINCESS QUIZ. Now you'll never ever challenge me again. I can't believe I dated a guy who doesn't know his Disney Princesses! FOR SHAME UPON YOUR SOUL.
3) THE TEST OF SHAME! Oh the shame, oh the horrid ANGST! I failed the math test, then I epicly failed the make up test, or what the testers dubbed it: THE TEST OF SHAME! Now I am stuck in that class again. DAMN ME! TOO BUSY TRYING TO GET INTO HL TO STUDY FOR MATH AND TOO BUSY WRITING FANFICTION TO CARE ABOUT PASSING MATH.
Okay, so many there aren't many things to angst about. But I can say there was a few things that went nicely.
1)A lovely birthday party. Rumi and Stella came over and we watched the FMA movie. We had sugar on snow and talked about everything~!
2) Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows came out! W00T!
3)Harry Potter and the Order of the Phoenix came out in theatres and on DVD! W00T!
4)Got into HL!
5)Found out I'm graduating!
6)Finished Nascent, Iris, Ameliorate and To The End ^_^
Wow, good list, eh? But I'm not calling it my lucky year. I think turning 17 will be the year. I'm going to Europe, starting college, graduating from High school, going off to vacation somewhere else than Old Orchard Beach. And I'm going to finish all of the stories I started!
Samantha
MATH TEACHER: 'An interview of veterans suffering from Gulf War Syndrome' . . Do any of you know what that is?
CLASS: *Cricket chirps*
ME: Oooh. . I know! It's like when you have flash- backs and you still think you're in war and you're so freaked out! It's like shell shock, too.
LATER TODAY
MATH TEACHER: Your knowledge of the GWS is impressive, how do you know of it?
ME: . . . I'm in HL, it's the sort of thing we talk about.
Actually, I learned int from watching HOUSE MD. Which is made of thirty thousand flavours of win, so please watch it! Plus, now I can say I'm not ashamed of failing this stupid course. I was only temporarily disappointed for a few months. HA! Take that, Cameron!
Anyway, my 17th birthday is on January 16th. Yes, that means that my 'lucky' year is finishing. I don't quite like this year as much as the year of my 14th birthday. A lot of things happened this year . . .
1) Saul won't talk to me! I don't know why. He gives me all sorts of weird reasons why he hates me and why I should hate him. This year is also the year I found out he used to like me.
2) HE WHO MUST NOT BE NAMED. No, not Voldemort. Voldemort makes this guy look tame! He deserves nothing below the shame he should feel when I beat him on the quizzes he challenges me to on Facebook. HA! I GOT 11/11 ON THE NAME THE DISNEY PRINCESS QUIZ. Now you'll never ever challenge me again. I can't believe I dated a guy who doesn't know his Disney Princesses! FOR SHAME UPON YOUR SOUL.
3) THE TEST OF SHAME! Oh the shame, oh the horrid ANGST! I failed the math test, then I epicly failed the make up test, or what the testers dubbed it: THE TEST OF SHAME! Now I am stuck in that class again. DAMN ME! TOO BUSY TRYING TO GET INTO HL TO STUDY FOR MATH AND TOO BUSY WRITING FANFICTION TO CARE ABOUT PASSING MATH.
Okay, so many there aren't many things to angst about. But I can say there was a few things that went nicely.
1)A lovely birthday party. Rumi and Stella came over and we watched the FMA movie. We had sugar on snow and talked about everything~!
2) Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows came out! W00T!
3)Harry Potter and the Order of the Phoenix came out in theatres and on DVD! W00T!
4)Got into HL!
5)Found out I'm graduating!
6)Finished Nascent, Iris, Ameliorate and To The End ^_^
Wow, good list, eh? But I'm not calling it my lucky year. I think turning 17 will be the year. I'm going to Europe, starting college, graduating from High school, going off to vacation somewhere else than Old Orchard Beach. And I'm going to finish all of the stories I started!
Samantha
Thursday, January 3, 2008
I hate hobos >_>
I went shopping today and a hobo came up to me and sister. I wasn't sure if he was, but he sure did look like one. Y'know, with the bookbag and twenty layers of clothes and the grubbly beard. Anyway, he jumped over the escalator, walked by me and kept looking at me. IT WAS SO CREEPY. Then he sat next ot my sister and I pulled her closer because I wasn' sure if he was a molesty- pervy- rapist hobo. He did seem friendly. Too friendly. Then he tried to put his arm across my sister's shoulders but he couldn't because I had pulled her closer to me. He left and I was just utterly . . . what's the word I'm looking for? Oh yeah, CREEPED OUT. My Mom was right there, too! She thought it was some teenager but it was actually a hobo thirty- year- old.
Also, I got a digital camera! I'm so happy, and it's really nice, too. I just figured out how it works, which took like twenty minutes.
With siad camera, I'm going to film a mini- movie. It's going to be a documentry about hobo-sexuals. If you don't know who or what a hobo sexual is, I must tell you to look it up. It's going to be super funny.
IN BIG NEWS I JUST FINISHED WRITING THE ROUGH DRAFT OF NASCENT.
Well, I finished December 17th. I'm so happy~! Almost four months in the making!
But with one story finishing, I just had to start a new one. It's called 'The Third Meaning', a story about Lina. Lina thought she knew what love was and how to expect it but after her best friend leaves town because his father is deathly ill, Lina develops feelings for him becuase he left. But once she starts high school, Lina and her homeroom teacher (tens years her senior, BTW) start having an illicit affair during tutoring sessions, life gets complicated.
At first, TTM was supposed to be at least twenty to twenty five pages. But right now, it's at forty- six pages and counting. So much for a short story.
Also, I got a digital camera! I'm so happy, and it's really nice, too. I just figured out how it works, which took like twenty minutes.
With siad camera, I'm going to film a mini- movie. It's going to be a documentry about hobo-sexuals. If you don't know who or what a hobo sexual is, I must tell you to look it up. It's going to be super funny.
IN BIG NEWS I JUST FINISHED WRITING THE ROUGH DRAFT OF NASCENT.
Well, I finished December 17th. I'm so happy~! Almost four months in the making!
But with one story finishing, I just had to start a new one. It's called 'The Third Meaning', a story about Lina. Lina thought she knew what love was and how to expect it but after her best friend leaves town because his father is deathly ill, Lina develops feelings for him becuase he left. But once she starts high school, Lina and her homeroom teacher (tens years her senior, BTW) start having an illicit affair during tutoring sessions, life gets complicated.
At first, TTM was supposed to be at least twenty to twenty five pages. But right now, it's at forty- six pages and counting. So much for a short story.
Thursday, December 13, 2007
Libraries are so noisy sometimes. . .
Well, only on Thursdays, first block, when about a quarter of the Community Service class is in here, instead of, well, serving the community of school.
Anyway, I almost missed the bus this morning due to my stupid little sister. She just has to wake up fifteen minutes before the bus comes and she just has to hog the bathroom. Honestly, when I was her age, I went to bed at seven thirty and I woke up at six o'clock every morning, no matter how tired I was. And here goes Little Miss Lackluster Hair goes to bed at nine thirty and wakes up at seven twenty. I when to bad at eleven, at least and I woke up at six forty five, at least I managed.
Yes, I just called my sister Little Miss Lackluster Hair. I can't call her Snape-Head becuase she's not cool (or ironically, nice enough) to even be compared to Snape. Plus, if I can't tell the difference between her hair or the wig Alan Rickman uses for the HP movies, then you got yourself a problem. She claims she washed it last night, but it doesn't show. I think her hair must be dead from the ears down.
Anyway, I am a big fan of paraodies. Especially Harry Potter ones. Potter Puppet Pals has just released a new episode, 'Wizard Swears'. Very funny, but some people didn't like the fact that the word 'Republican' was used in the Elderswear. My co-writer, Stefani certainly did not like it. She also doesn't like the Shoebox Project, so . . . when it comes to boy on boy action, I do not squee to her. (I love youuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu Stef, in a friendly sort of way).
I am also starting a little parody myself, called 'Movies Abridged'. The first one will be Anastasia, the story of the lost Russian Princess/ Grand Dutchess. I am currently writing it, since VHS is so hard to work with, I don't watch it very often (And I do have to return it soon. . . I've been borrowing it since October. . .). Afterwords, I should be doing The Little Mermaid and then, if I'm lucky and if Movies in 15 Minutes doesn't do it first, I shall parody Harry Potter and the Order of the Phoenix. M15 has already parodied The Golden Compass and you know what? It came out last Friday! In theaters! Honestly, she works fast! I saw that movies, BTW, with my entire French class in French. It was pretty good. I liked the part where the Polar Bear bitched- slapped the other Polar Bear's jaw off.
BTW, I just sent my Beta chappies 21 and 22 for TGHC. That means they'll be up really soon!
Sam
Anyway, I almost missed the bus this morning due to my stupid little sister. She just has to wake up fifteen minutes before the bus comes and she just has to hog the bathroom. Honestly, when I was her age, I went to bed at seven thirty and I woke up at six o'clock every morning, no matter how tired I was. And here goes Little Miss Lackluster Hair goes to bed at nine thirty and wakes up at seven twenty. I when to bad at eleven, at least and I woke up at six forty five, at least I managed.
Yes, I just called my sister Little Miss Lackluster Hair. I can't call her Snape-Head becuase she's not cool (or ironically, nice enough) to even be compared to Snape. Plus, if I can't tell the difference between her hair or the wig Alan Rickman uses for the HP movies, then you got yourself a problem. She claims she washed it last night, but it doesn't show. I think her hair must be dead from the ears down.
Anyway, I am a big fan of paraodies. Especially Harry Potter ones. Potter Puppet Pals has just released a new episode, 'Wizard Swears'. Very funny, but some people didn't like the fact that the word 'Republican' was used in the Elderswear. My co-writer, Stefani certainly did not like it. She also doesn't like the Shoebox Project, so . . . when it comes to boy on boy action, I do not squee to her. (I love youuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu Stef, in a friendly sort of way).
I am also starting a little parody myself, called 'Movies Abridged'. The first one will be Anastasia, the story of the lost Russian Princess/ Grand Dutchess. I am currently writing it, since VHS is so hard to work with, I don't watch it very often (And I do have to return it soon. . . I've been borrowing it since October. . .). Afterwords, I should be doing The Little Mermaid and then, if I'm lucky and if Movies in 15 Minutes doesn't do it first, I shall parody Harry Potter and the Order of the Phoenix. M15 has already parodied The Golden Compass and you know what? It came out last Friday! In theaters! Honestly, she works fast! I saw that movies, BTW, with my entire French class in French. It was pretty good. I liked the part where the Polar Bear bitched- slapped the other Polar Bear's jaw off.
BTW, I just sent my Beta chappies 21 and 22 for TGHC. That means they'll be up really soon!
Sam
Monday, December 10, 2007
I want a Shoebox Project T_T (But that is beyond the point!)
Yes, I have discovered the wonders of the Shoebox Project. I'm only on Part Seven, but it's making me want to write and I've lost my Writing Groove. I had it last Sunday, for God's Sake! How could I lose it in a week?
Anyway, I was discussing what would happen if a bunch of people were snowed into a school for the long weekend. My friends and I were just shooting off possibilities.
For one thing, people would be taking the doors off and burning them in the Cafeteria to keep warm. Then everyone would have to camp out in the Cafeteria at night. Suddenly, everyone would get a bad case of Cabin Fever. People start dissapearing- Some people will say that they are being kidnapped by the monster that lives in the school- Or the serial murderer that lives behind the school has got them. But the one person with sense will say that they've escaped. Instead of listening to said sensible person, they lock him away in the storage room in the Cafeteria and then the others will rebel against the school monster/ killer. But then the local firemen/ police officers come ot rescue them from their Cabin Fever. I want to write it SO BADLY. WHY CAN'T I WRITE IT?
I want my writing Groove. NOW.
Dear Santa,
I've been a good girl. I didn't kill any kittens or puppies. I tried my hardest to be nice (it's not my fault that he is being an arrogant cow. That's just him being crazy) and kind. So, there is a million things I could ask for. And I'm asking my Mother for those things. But only you, Santa, can give me this one thing.
You can't wrap it or place a nice ribbon on it.
You can't stick it in a stocking nor can you give it away.
You can't make it nor break it.
This is my hopeful wish, Santa, Jolly Ol' Saint Nick! Please oh please give me back my Writing Groove! I want to finish Nascent, TGHC, CWW and start Cabin Fever!
With much love (and looking forewards to this Sunday)
Sam
(Say hello to Rudolph for me!)
Anyway, I was discussing what would happen if a bunch of people were snowed into a school for the long weekend. My friends and I were just shooting off possibilities.
For one thing, people would be taking the doors off and burning them in the Cafeteria to keep warm. Then everyone would have to camp out in the Cafeteria at night. Suddenly, everyone would get a bad case of Cabin Fever. People start dissapearing- Some people will say that they are being kidnapped by the monster that lives in the school- Or the serial murderer that lives behind the school has got them. But the one person with sense will say that they've escaped. Instead of listening to said sensible person, they lock him away in the storage room in the Cafeteria and then the others will rebel against the school monster/ killer. But then the local firemen/ police officers come ot rescue them from their Cabin Fever. I want to write it SO BADLY. WHY CAN'T I WRITE IT?
I want my writing Groove. NOW.
Dear Santa,
I've been a good girl. I didn't kill any kittens or puppies. I tried my hardest to be nice (it's not my fault that he is being an arrogant cow. That's just him being crazy) and kind. So, there is a million things I could ask for. And I'm asking my Mother for those things. But only you, Santa, can give me this one thing.
You can't wrap it or place a nice ribbon on it.
You can't stick it in a stocking nor can you give it away.
You can't make it nor break it.
This is my hopeful wish, Santa, Jolly Ol' Saint Nick! Please oh please give me back my Writing Groove! I want to finish Nascent, TGHC, CWW and start Cabin Fever!
With much love (and looking forewards to this Sunday)
Sam
(Say hello to Rudolph for me!)
Friday, December 7, 2007
Damn you people and you shallow ways!
So I was surfing this forum and found a thread. Some girl was complaining that these two 'ugly' people who were kissing and holding hands and having a great relantionship where the girl herself thought that she was unbelievably hot but all her relationships suck becuase her boyfriends used her for sex.
Now, can someone please point out where this girl went wrong?
I can tell you that she is not pretty or hot. That chick has got a bad case of ugly. A really, really bad case of it.
But she has an ugly attitude to match it, and it's the ultimate irony! I found it so funny. This girl actually thought that ugly people shouldn't have happy lives. And she clams that everyone who said what I just did was jealous. Ohh that poor soul.
Another case of this is this one girl I can never understand, her name is Paige and she is one hell of an asshole.
I admit she's rather pretty but that's about it.
She has a very ugly attitude. She stole another girl's boyfriend (so far that only one I know about. . .), hates people who doesn't dress like her, is a hypocrite, hates French people, doesn't put any effort into school and is completely spoiled beyond redemption. An greedy. I totally forgot greed (honestly, how could I?).
Yup, this girl is horrible. I go on at least three buses a day with her and have to put up with her bullshitery. Yes that and her fuckery as well.
Today, I got something in return for all of this. Yup. She got caught smoking! I didn't even know she smoked! The new principal has banned most of the areas outside the courtyards and he used to go outside with a camera to take photos of said smokers. Today, while I was at the movies (explain later. . . ) Paige was caught smoking with one of the hidden cameras~! I think the principal called her Mum becuase on the bus ride home, people were pointing out the fact that she was smoking and got caught. I loved the fact that she seemed distressed. I also know that makes me sound like a bad person, but whatever. Paige got her just desserts!
The other thing that pissed me off was that one boy tried to get her out of trouble by inventing a lie. "All you have to say is that the smoke was actually you breathing out, because it's so cold . . ." LET HER GET IN TROUBLE, BITCHES SHE NEEDS TO GET OFF HER HIGH HORSE!
Anyway, two and a half French classes went to the Cinema. We watched The Golden Compass. It was pretty kick- ass. A polar bear bitched- slapped another polar bear's JAW OFF. THAT WAS SO HARCORE. And the ending pretty much sucked, though. Only because they just sailed off into the sunset. Pfffft. That's not an ending. It's just them flying into the sunset.
Anyway, time to check in with my stories.
Nascent:
Fourteen chappies written, about two pages into fifteen. Should need only four or five more chappies
Professor Evans:
Finished chappie two and a few paragraphs into chappie three.
TGHC:
Still at chappie twenty four. *Le Sigh*
Calisthenics with Words:
Still in the planning stages.
Until next time.
Sam
Now, can someone please point out where this girl went wrong?
I can tell you that she is not pretty or hot. That chick has got a bad case of ugly. A really, really bad case of it.
But she has an ugly attitude to match it, and it's the ultimate irony! I found it so funny. This girl actually thought that ugly people shouldn't have happy lives. And she clams that everyone who said what I just did was jealous. Ohh that poor soul.
Another case of this is this one girl I can never understand, her name is Paige and she is one hell of an asshole.
I admit she's rather pretty but that's about it.
She has a very ugly attitude. She stole another girl's boyfriend (so far that only one I know about. . .), hates people who doesn't dress like her, is a hypocrite, hates French people, doesn't put any effort into school and is completely spoiled beyond redemption. An greedy. I totally forgot greed (honestly, how could I?).
Yup, this girl is horrible. I go on at least three buses a day with her and have to put up with her bullshitery. Yes that and her fuckery as well.
Today, I got something in return for all of this. Yup. She got caught smoking! I didn't even know she smoked! The new principal has banned most of the areas outside the courtyards and he used to go outside with a camera to take photos of said smokers. Today, while I was at the movies (explain later. . . ) Paige was caught smoking with one of the hidden cameras~! I think the principal called her Mum becuase on the bus ride home, people were pointing out the fact that she was smoking and got caught. I loved the fact that she seemed distressed. I also know that makes me sound like a bad person, but whatever. Paige got her just desserts!
The other thing that pissed me off was that one boy tried to get her out of trouble by inventing a lie. "All you have to say is that the smoke was actually you breathing out, because it's so cold . . ." LET HER GET IN TROUBLE, BITCHES SHE NEEDS TO GET OFF HER HIGH HORSE!
Anyway, two and a half French classes went to the Cinema. We watched The Golden Compass. It was pretty kick- ass. A polar bear bitched- slapped another polar bear's JAW OFF. THAT WAS SO HARCORE. And the ending pretty much sucked, though. Only because they just sailed off into the sunset. Pfffft. That's not an ending. It's just them flying into the sunset.
Anyway, time to check in with my stories.
Nascent:
Fourteen chappies written, about two pages into fifteen. Should need only four or five more chappies
Professor Evans:
Finished chappie two and a few paragraphs into chappie three.
TGHC:
Still at chappie twenty four. *Le Sigh*
Calisthenics with Words:
Still in the planning stages.
Until next time.
Sam
Sunday, November 25, 2007
My Philosophy on Love
As an individual who has written a lot {well, not that much} of stories about and movies, and novels about love, I know a thing or two about the subject. I'm not an expert. I just know enough to get by. I don't think I've ever fallen in love but I do have some sort of feelings for boys before. But here's something I thought up;
You know those movies/ novels where you see the boy and girl fall in love and they're together and survive the odds and conflict? Well, what happens to them? I mean, like, after the movie. When we don't see anything after the credits or the pages.
I recently watched a movie called "Prime", a movie about a woman who is older than her boyfriend. She goes to her therapist {who is the woman's boyfriend's mother} and in the end, they break up, get together and right when the movie finishes and a year has past, they break up and stay broken up. These two people claim that they love each other and they went trough the conflict and then gotten together again, so why oh why, did they break up? I found that it was more realistic that they did.
Another movie I watched was called "Elizabethtown", a movie where a man who has single- handedly run his company into the ground and when he is about to commit suicide, fate intervenes and he goes to his recently late father's hometown to pick up the body of his father. The man meets a woman who is very eccentric and they fall in love. As I was watching the roadtrip scenes near the end, I realized that - what the hell, this is a special thing that couples do, if they break up, they're SCREWED. So, the movie ends with the two of them hugging. What would happen next? Are they a stable enough of a couple to get married? Would they break up?
I always wonder these sort of things when I write stories or when I watch a movie. I recently just saw the movie version of "Pride and Prejudice" {Loved it, BTW} and found it a bit strange that Lizzie fell in love with Mr Darcy so quickly. But, then again, I am a Dramione shipper and the concept shouldn't be so sudden to me >_<. But in "Pride and Prejudice", Darcy and Lizzie get married but they don't show much of married life, do they?
The only movie I can think up of when the couple in question is truly revealed and whatnot, is probably- okay here it is, get ready - Shrek. Yup... SHREK. TEH OGRE.
I shall add more on the subject in the near future. Like adultery and what not {that means you're next, "Notes on a Scandel"!}.
Sam
You know those movies/ novels where you see the boy and girl fall in love and they're together and survive the odds and conflict? Well, what happens to them? I mean, like, after the movie. When we don't see anything after the credits or the pages.
I recently watched a movie called "Prime", a movie about a woman who is older than her boyfriend. She goes to her therapist {who is the woman's boyfriend's mother} and in the end, they break up, get together and right when the movie finishes and a year has past, they break up and stay broken up. These two people claim that they love each other and they went trough the conflict and then gotten together again, so why oh why, did they break up? I found that it was more realistic that they did.
Another movie I watched was called "Elizabethtown", a movie where a man who has single- handedly run his company into the ground and when he is about to commit suicide, fate intervenes and he goes to his recently late father's hometown to pick up the body of his father. The man meets a woman who is very eccentric and they fall in love. As I was watching the roadtrip scenes near the end, I realized that - what the hell, this is a special thing that couples do, if they break up, they're SCREWED. So, the movie ends with the two of them hugging. What would happen next? Are they a stable enough of a couple to get married? Would they break up?
I always wonder these sort of things when I write stories or when I watch a movie. I recently just saw the movie version of "Pride and Prejudice" {Loved it, BTW} and found it a bit strange that Lizzie fell in love with Mr Darcy so quickly. But, then again, I am a Dramione shipper and the concept shouldn't be so sudden to me >_<. But in "Pride and Prejudice", Darcy and Lizzie get married but they don't show much of married life, do they?
The only movie I can think up of when the couple in question is truly revealed and whatnot, is probably- okay here it is, get ready - Shrek. Yup... SHREK. TEH OGRE.
I shall add more on the subject in the near future. Like adultery and what not {that means you're next, "Notes on a Scandel"!}.
Sam
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