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
Thursday, December 13, 2007
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
Sunday, November 18, 2007
Professor Evans: A Sample of Chapter One, She Plots
Hello, hello.
I decide that it would be fun to post up a sample of Professor Evans, a fanfic cowriting project between Stefani and I. I totally fell in love with the idea when she told me about it on MSN. It's Johm Tucker Must Die, Harry Potter and.... a pinch of.... well, something and I haven't decided yet what is it. But I absolutely love it. And with permission of my co writer, Stefani, here's a snippit of Chapter One: She Plots. We're still half way through chapter two: He isn't suspicious.
***
Chapter One: She Plots
Lily left the Great Hall next to her, hoping that their particular scene wouldn't escalate. When would James ever give up on her?
When would he that Sirius was right?
Sirius followed them, as well, and once they were well out of earshot of anyone still at breakfast, James stopped, he stopped, and so did the other two.
"If I'm right...why can't you just ask me in front of the others?"
Lily knew that James would not shy away from a crowd, especially when he wanted to impress her.
"You don't have to worry about it," James said. "I wouldn't do it to you."
Lily stared at James contemptuously.
"What makes me any different than the other girls?" she asked.
"Most of them aren't redheads...aren't green-eyed...aren't named Lily...especially all in one," offered Sirius, then, as an afterthought, "...and he named his last owl after you."
Marlene exchanged glances with Lily.
"What are you playing at?"
"...You asked a question, I answered," Sirius replied innocently.
"She asked me a question," James pointed out, though he had no answer ready for it.
Lily looked unimpressed. "No one names their owl ‘Lily'."
"Right as usual, Evans!"
"Black, shut it, you're as bad as he is!"
Sirius turned his back to the three, hands in the air, tone...exasperated. "I answer her questions, I compliment her and she tells me to shut it. Prongs, remind me why you want to go out with this one again?"
James did not remind him.
He turned from Lily and Marlene, also, and they walked away. Not a sound was heard from either until a good distance down the hall when they resumed conversation, sounding perfectly, joyfully casual.
***
Hehe. As usual, James is hitting on Lily. If I were Lily, one good ol' slap across the face would do.
Until chappie 2 is done,
Sam
I decide that it would be fun to post up a sample of Professor Evans, a fanfic cowriting project between Stefani and I. I totally fell in love with the idea when she told me about it on MSN. It's Johm Tucker Must Die, Harry Potter and.... a pinch of.... well, something and I haven't decided yet what is it. But I absolutely love it. And with permission of my co writer, Stefani, here's a snippit of Chapter One: She Plots. We're still half way through chapter two: He isn't suspicious.
***
Chapter One: She Plots
Lily left the Great Hall next to her, hoping that their particular scene wouldn't escalate. When would James ever give up on her?
When would he that Sirius was right?
Sirius followed them, as well, and once they were well out of earshot of anyone still at breakfast, James stopped, he stopped, and so did the other two.
"If I'm right...why can't you just ask me in front of the others?"
Lily knew that James would not shy away from a crowd, especially when he wanted to impress her.
"You don't have to worry about it," James said. "I wouldn't do it to you."
Lily stared at James contemptuously.
"What makes me any different than the other girls?" she asked.
"Most of them aren't redheads...aren't green-eyed...aren't named Lily...especially all in one," offered Sirius, then, as an afterthought, "...and he named his last owl after you."
Marlene exchanged glances with Lily.
"What are you playing at?"
"...You asked a question, I answered," Sirius replied innocently.
"She asked me a question," James pointed out, though he had no answer ready for it.
Lily looked unimpressed. "No one names their owl ‘Lily'."
"Right as usual, Evans!"
"Black, shut it, you're as bad as he is!"
Sirius turned his back to the three, hands in the air, tone...exasperated. "I answer her questions, I compliment her and she tells me to shut it. Prongs, remind me why you want to go out with this one again?"
James did not remind him.
He turned from Lily and Marlene, also, and they walked away. Not a sound was heard from either until a good distance down the hall when they resumed conversation, sounding perfectly, joyfully casual.
***
Hehe. As usual, James is hitting on Lily. If I were Lily, one good ol' slap across the face would do.
Until chappie 2 is done,
Sam
Saturday, November 17, 2007
OUTRAGEOUS >_>
So, let me get this straight.
I love the Christmas Season.
That's right, the season.
I don't really like the actual day.
Anywho, onwards with the writng of the Blog.
***
About a week ago, I suffered A HORRIBLE TRAGDY.
I was insulted in math class (indirectly, of course) by the FREAKING TEACHER HERSELF.
And I was just starting to make friends T_T.
Why oh WHY did she have to say that YOU OUGHT TO BE ASHMAED IF YOU FAILED THIS COURSE in front of at least four students who DID FAIL. Dude, you just don't say that. At least say it to your buddies in the staff room. Not in front of impressionable young students. LIKE ME. Okay, I'm not young (well, I'm older than a few of those of students) and I probably am impressionable. BUT STILL.
I only failed last year becuase I couldn't stay awake during class. I have no idea why, but I was just sleepy all the time. And I was too busy garraunteering myself a spot in HL by studying for History more than any other subject. BTW, I got into HL.
Anyway, it's been a week and I'm still not happy about it. So I'm gonna not ask the teacher for extra work during tutoring.
Sam
I love the Christmas Season.
That's right, the season.
I don't really like the actual day.
Anywho, onwards with the writng of the Blog.
***
About a week ago, I suffered A HORRIBLE TRAGDY.
I was insulted in math class (indirectly, of course) by the FREAKING TEACHER HERSELF.
And I was just starting to make friends T_T.
Why oh WHY did she have to say that YOU OUGHT TO BE ASHMAED IF YOU FAILED THIS COURSE in front of at least four students who DID FAIL. Dude, you just don't say that. At least say it to your buddies in the staff room. Not in front of impressionable young students. LIKE ME. Okay, I'm not young (well, I'm older than a few of those of students) and I probably am impressionable. BUT STILL.
I only failed last year becuase I couldn't stay awake during class. I have no idea why, but I was just sleepy all the time. And I was too busy garraunteering myself a spot in HL by studying for History more than any other subject. BTW, I got into HL.
Anyway, it's been a week and I'm still not happy about it. So I'm gonna not ask the teacher for extra work during tutoring.
Sam
Monday, November 5, 2007
My privacy... GONE LIKE THE FREAKIN' WIND
So, my math teacher think it's great fun to post a MATH BLOG on Blogger. And she thinks it's great fun to make us PARTICIPATE in it. Now I have to hide my Writing Blog from every one in my Math class.
I added some links to my stories from my Mallory_Reed account on Animespiral. I would add my other stories, but they kinda suck. I just posted my one- shot called 'Ameliorate'. I wrote it when I felt really angry about.... everything. I also happen to be writing a new one- shot called 'Iris'. I really like that particular story, I'm almost done, too. This time, it's written in a perspective from a boy. And I'm basing it off of my current High School Experience. >_> Because I can TOTALLY relate to Iris, except for Smart Guys don't fall for girls like Iris and I.
But one of these days, I'm going to post NaScent onto the Internet. I'm on Chapter Ten, where Roy is going to confront Ryan. I got a lot of Planning done, with the elimination of a character and an addition to the cast in the span of three chapters. Kippery's birthday is a big event in the plot, so I assume that her birthday is around Halloween or early November. I'm trying to pull for Halloween.
Another story I'm writing is called 'Professor Evans'. It's a Harry Potter Marauder Era fic where Lily and her friend Marlene are like the chicks from 'John Tucker Must Die' but not so CopynPaste. It's a collaberation between myself and a girl who's name is still a mystery to me. We've just started writing the first chapter.
I really want to add some quotes from NaScent, so here you go!
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Chapter One: Nobody Can Help
“That’s so stupid and typical of you!”
“I know! I know!”
“You’re a stupid boy, I hope you know that!”
“I do!”
“Good!”
“I can’t believe you can’t stand up to Ally-Marie but you can shout at me!” Roy replied heatidly.
Kippery lowered her head slightly. “I know you better than Ally-Marie. I know how to take you down. But...Ally-Marie is a different person. She can’t be taken down the same way as you.”
Roy placed his hand on Kippery’s head and rubbed at her mess of auburn hair. “I’ve always liked how you think!”
Backing into the gate, Kippery blushed and turned her head away. Roy retracted his hand quickly. There was a few moments of silence before the warning bell rang for class.
“Let’s go,” he muttered and Roy tugged on his messanger bag straps and headed quickly towards the entrance.
***
Chapter Two: The Reincarnate
Ryan looked up and frowned. Kippery looked away quickly. She hated being caught staring at boys, it was a bit of a problem she had. Ryan sat next to her, his face inches next to her’s. Kippery dared to look at him again, his hands on her hips and his eyes on her.
“I caught you,” He breathed.
She didn’t reply, Kippery just stared at Ryan with wide eyes until he kissed her. His left hand caught onto Kippery’s and she fell backwards onto the floor of her bedroom. Ryan pulled away, his legs on each side of her hips, one hand intertwined with one of Kippery’s and the other hand pinning her down.
“I bet,” Ryan said slowly. “you have never even held another person’s hand before.”
Embarrassed, Kippery rolled her head to the side. “You don’t know me,” She muttered.
“Love, listen to me,” Ryan said as he lowered himself to be postioned above her ear. “I know more than you think.”
***
Chapter Three: The Waves Have Parted
Approaching Kippery as Sayoku went to see the teacher, Roy stood over her desk.
“What’s with Emo Guy?” Roy asked.
“Emo Guy?” Kippery repeated. “Don’t you mean Ryan?”
“No, I mean Emo Guy. How’d you meet him and why are you going out with him?” Roy asked.
Kippery hesitated. “I- It’s just that- funny thing, really...”
As Kippery tried to think of a lie, she began to roll her finger around a gold chain around her neck that held an equally gold locket on it. Roy extended his hand to touch it, but as he was about to brush the gold, he felt someone’s hot breath against his neck.
“What are you doing to my girlfriend, Roy?” It was Emo Guy.
Roy turned around. “Nothing. I was admiring her necklace.”
“I was under the impression that you were... what is the word? Ah- fondleling her.” Emo Guy replied, his bright green eyes staring him down.
“Fondle?” Roy scoffed at the idea, slightly embarressed. “There’s nothing to fondle there.”
Emo Guy raised an eyebrow. “I would have to say the contrary.”
Roy exchanged glances between Emo Guy and Kippery. Kippery gasped (that meant it wasn’t true) and Emo Guy was smiling (as if to say ‘Yeah, I fondled her!’).
***
Chapter Four: Consequences Of The Locket
“Hey- I want to ask you something,’ Roy said suddenly after realizing the pause was too long. “How did you meeet Emo Guy?”
“Ryan?” Kippery repeated. She bit her lip and clutched the locket. “Oh- uh... I guess I ought... ought to tell you the truth, right?”
“Yeah, perferably.” Roy replied. “Why? Is there something wrong?”
The locket grew heavy again. Kippery panicked- she had to take it off now, before it choked her. Kippery squealed unexpectantly, she jerked the chain upwards yet the locket stayed put- it was cursed to stay on her. Roy’s eyes widened as he watched- Kippery was trying to take the locket off, but was having no luck. Soon, Kippery lost all balance and fell off of the couch.
“Kippery! Are you okay?” Roy asked as he got to the ground, He was on all- fours over her.
She was still clutching the locket in her hands and her face was red and her eyes were on the verge of tears. Her head was shaking- side to side.
***
Chapter Five: Easy Falling, Rough Landing
“I know that it is October and that flowers do not bloom this time of year, but I had to do something for you, so I figure that I would make the flowers bloom for you.” Ryan explained as he gestured toward the flowers.
Kippery stared at him, being very critical of him. “I don’t understand... you were punishing me last night but you-“
“Persiscely, I was punishing you. I had to reprimanding you for doing something wrong. But I decided that I ought to do something for you.”
“Why? I haven’t done anything special,” Kippery replied.
“Really? I would have to say the opposite, love.”
“I don’t think that I’ve done anything different.”
“I do, love.” Ryan said, approaching her. “Just think harder.”
Kippery gave it some thought, but she couldn’t think of anything yet. “No, I still don’t understand.”
“Think hard as I explain this to you,” Ryan said as he took her into his arms. “Why else would I bloom all of the flowers for you? Why else would I care if the Unfortunate Soul touched you in a way I have not? Why else would I do what I did to you? Why else, love?”
The lights were turning on it the park, the sun was setting and the park was darkening. The glow of the lights were soft and pink. Ryan seemed so much more different now than last night to Kippery.
***
Chapter Six: Cover Your Eyes
Sayoku sat in Roy’s living room nervously. She eyed his home carefully, Roy’s home was so much different than Kippery’s and her own homes. Roy entered the room with a cup for each of them and sat down next to her.
“You said that you needed to tell me something?” He asked.
Sayoku nodded, sipping the juice.
“Just to let you know, the last girl who came in here fell off this couch, so be careful.” Roy said jokingly.
“Yes, you told me about that.” Sayoku said smiling. She put down her cup and glanced up at Roy. “It has something to do with Ryan.”
“Emo Guy?”
“What Emo Guy?”
“Never mind, continue,”
“I don’t trust him.”
“Who does?”
“Kippery does.” Sayoku added. “She’s dating him, something happened for that to happen.”
“I see.” Roy replied. “Continue,”
“And you never saw Ryan before?”
“Never,”
***
Chapter Seven: One More Line
A tall boy from her homeroom class appeared from the trees. “It is only me,”
“You look very familiar,” Ally-Marie replied as she stepped forwards and squinted her eyes at him. “Do you go to Vancouver ‘Igh School?”
“I do, funny enough.” He said with a chuckle. “And I got an offer for you, Ally- Marie.”
She raised an eyebrow. “You do, now?”
“Oh my, yes! Beyond your most wildests of dreams, I do!” He said loudly.
“What is your name then?” Ally- Marie asked.
“Call me Ryan.” He replied simply as he approched her.”You love to sing, right?”
“Very much-“
“Would you like to become famous and sell records?” Ryan asked.
Ally-Marie’s face broke into a smile, her face all red from the sudden proposal and from the frosty air. “I would love to!”
“Great, because I can do that for you.” Ryan sighed suddenly. “But sadly, I can not help you...”
“Why not?”
Ryan walked away slightly, for a dramatic effect. “You see, I can do this for you only if you can... afford the price.”
“Price? My family is quite well-“
“No no. I am not after your money, Ally- Marie.” He interrupted. “Quite the contrary. I am interested in something that money cannot buy.”
***
Chapter Eight: Let Her Go
They climbed into the mini-van, Kippery shotgun and the two boys sitting in the two seater (reluctantly). Mr. Miller started up the engine and the radio started. Yet, the music playing had a strange effect. The song that was playing on the radio seemed familiar, like Kippery knew who the singer was.
She turned it up and turned to the boys. “Do you guys recognize this voice?” she asked.
Roy waited, listening to the music. “I... think so!”
Kippery waited with bated breath, trying to recall who was singing. “Is it... Evageline?”
“Nah, Evageline has a slightly higher voice,” Roy replied.
“How about... that band that came out two years ago with the lead singer as a girl? That could be her!” Kippery said.
I believe that girl is Ally- Marie.” Ryan said suddenly.
“What? How can that be?” Roy asked quickly.
***
Chapter Nine: Pieces of the Puzzle
Roy sat at his computer, simply disgusted. He had just finished conferencing with Sayoku about Ryan again. Roy had told her about Ally- Marie’s sudden rise to stardom in four days.
It was strange, first Kippery is granted her wish- she gets a boyfriend. Then Ally- Marie is a popular singer in the East End of Vancouver in under a week. Before that, Sayoku is offered a deal, although she was never offered a price, by Ryan so that her mother wouldn’t get on her case...
Roy was trying to link these three together. Ryan was somehow involved, distantly, or indirectly at least.
Firstly; when Kippery got her boyfriend, it was Ryan who became her knight in shining armour.
Secondly; Ryan had let slipped that he saw a man speaking to Ally- Marie at the park the day before her success started.
Thirdly; it was Ryan who offered the deal to Sayoku.
Sayoku, on the other hand, thought it was fishy. But they weren’t sure whether or not Ryan was even involved with Ally- Marie. Or maybe it was just a coincidence that he asked Kippery out. Perhaps Ryan was just trying to creep Sayoku out for a laugh.
Sighing, Roy decided to call Kippery- only because she was with Ryan contstantly and Kippery would know whether or not he was speaking to Ally- Marie. Putting the receiver to his head, he waited for her pick up.
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I hope you guys enjoyed it! I will post some chapters on the Internet one of these days.... I guess after Christmas when I'm not busy and when I'm actually done it! Which ought to be soon.
My other one- shot is called Noaa. It's divided into little chapters but I'm calling it a one shot.
Until I write chapter ten;
Sam ~~~
I added some links to my stories from my Mallory_Reed account on Animespiral. I would add my other stories, but they kinda suck. I just posted my one- shot called 'Ameliorate'. I wrote it when I felt really angry about.... everything. I also happen to be writing a new one- shot called 'Iris'. I really like that particular story, I'm almost done, too. This time, it's written in a perspective from a boy. And I'm basing it off of my current High School Experience. >_> Because I can TOTALLY relate to Iris, except for Smart Guys don't fall for girls like Iris and I.
But one of these days, I'm going to post NaScent onto the Internet. I'm on Chapter Ten, where Roy is going to confront Ryan. I got a lot of Planning done, with the elimination of a character and an addition to the cast in the span of three chapters. Kippery's birthday is a big event in the plot, so I assume that her birthday is around Halloween or early November. I'm trying to pull for Halloween.
Another story I'm writing is called 'Professor Evans'. It's a Harry Potter Marauder Era fic where Lily and her friend Marlene are like the chicks from 'John Tucker Must Die' but not so CopynPaste. It's a collaberation between myself and a girl who's name is still a mystery to me. We've just started writing the first chapter.
I really want to add some quotes from NaScent, so here you go!
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Chapter One: Nobody Can Help
“That’s so stupid and typical of you!”
“I know! I know!”
“You’re a stupid boy, I hope you know that!”
“I do!”
“Good!”
“I can’t believe you can’t stand up to Ally-Marie but you can shout at me!” Roy replied heatidly.
Kippery lowered her head slightly. “I know you better than Ally-Marie. I know how to take you down. But...Ally-Marie is a different person. She can’t be taken down the same way as you.”
Roy placed his hand on Kippery’s head and rubbed at her mess of auburn hair. “I’ve always liked how you think!”
Backing into the gate, Kippery blushed and turned her head away. Roy retracted his hand quickly. There was a few moments of silence before the warning bell rang for class.
“Let’s go,” he muttered and Roy tugged on his messanger bag straps and headed quickly towards the entrance.
***
Chapter Two: The Reincarnate
Ryan looked up and frowned. Kippery looked away quickly. She hated being caught staring at boys, it was a bit of a problem she had. Ryan sat next to her, his face inches next to her’s. Kippery dared to look at him again, his hands on her hips and his eyes on her.
“I caught you,” He breathed.
She didn’t reply, Kippery just stared at Ryan with wide eyes until he kissed her. His left hand caught onto Kippery’s and she fell backwards onto the floor of her bedroom. Ryan pulled away, his legs on each side of her hips, one hand intertwined with one of Kippery’s and the other hand pinning her down.
“I bet,” Ryan said slowly. “you have never even held another person’s hand before.”
Embarrassed, Kippery rolled her head to the side. “You don’t know me,” She muttered.
“Love, listen to me,” Ryan said as he lowered himself to be postioned above her ear. “I know more than you think.”
***
Chapter Three: The Waves Have Parted
Approaching Kippery as Sayoku went to see the teacher, Roy stood over her desk.
“What’s with Emo Guy?” Roy asked.
“Emo Guy?” Kippery repeated. “Don’t you mean Ryan?”
“No, I mean Emo Guy. How’d you meet him and why are you going out with him?” Roy asked.
Kippery hesitated. “I- It’s just that- funny thing, really...”
As Kippery tried to think of a lie, she began to roll her finger around a gold chain around her neck that held an equally gold locket on it. Roy extended his hand to touch it, but as he was about to brush the gold, he felt someone’s hot breath against his neck.
“What are you doing to my girlfriend, Roy?” It was Emo Guy.
Roy turned around. “Nothing. I was admiring her necklace.”
“I was under the impression that you were... what is the word? Ah- fondleling her.” Emo Guy replied, his bright green eyes staring him down.
“Fondle?” Roy scoffed at the idea, slightly embarressed. “There’s nothing to fondle there.”
Emo Guy raised an eyebrow. “I would have to say the contrary.”
Roy exchanged glances between Emo Guy and Kippery. Kippery gasped (that meant it wasn’t true) and Emo Guy was smiling (as if to say ‘Yeah, I fondled her!’).
***
Chapter Four: Consequences Of The Locket
“Hey- I want to ask you something,’ Roy said suddenly after realizing the pause was too long. “How did you meeet Emo Guy?”
“Ryan?” Kippery repeated. She bit her lip and clutched the locket. “Oh- uh... I guess I ought... ought to tell you the truth, right?”
“Yeah, perferably.” Roy replied. “Why? Is there something wrong?”
The locket grew heavy again. Kippery panicked- she had to take it off now, before it choked her. Kippery squealed unexpectantly, she jerked the chain upwards yet the locket stayed put- it was cursed to stay on her. Roy’s eyes widened as he watched- Kippery was trying to take the locket off, but was having no luck. Soon, Kippery lost all balance and fell off of the couch.
“Kippery! Are you okay?” Roy asked as he got to the ground, He was on all- fours over her.
She was still clutching the locket in her hands and her face was red and her eyes were on the verge of tears. Her head was shaking- side to side.
***
Chapter Five: Easy Falling, Rough Landing
“I know that it is October and that flowers do not bloom this time of year, but I had to do something for you, so I figure that I would make the flowers bloom for you.” Ryan explained as he gestured toward the flowers.
Kippery stared at him, being very critical of him. “I don’t understand... you were punishing me last night but you-“
“Persiscely, I was punishing you. I had to reprimanding you for doing something wrong. But I decided that I ought to do something for you.”
“Why? I haven’t done anything special,” Kippery replied.
“Really? I would have to say the opposite, love.”
“I don’t think that I’ve done anything different.”
“I do, love.” Ryan said, approaching her. “Just think harder.”
Kippery gave it some thought, but she couldn’t think of anything yet. “No, I still don’t understand.”
“Think hard as I explain this to you,” Ryan said as he took her into his arms. “Why else would I bloom all of the flowers for you? Why else would I care if the Unfortunate Soul touched you in a way I have not? Why else would I do what I did to you? Why else, love?”
The lights were turning on it the park, the sun was setting and the park was darkening. The glow of the lights were soft and pink. Ryan seemed so much more different now than last night to Kippery.
***
Chapter Six: Cover Your Eyes
Sayoku sat in Roy’s living room nervously. She eyed his home carefully, Roy’s home was so much different than Kippery’s and her own homes. Roy entered the room with a cup for each of them and sat down next to her.
“You said that you needed to tell me something?” He asked.
Sayoku nodded, sipping the juice.
“Just to let you know, the last girl who came in here fell off this couch, so be careful.” Roy said jokingly.
“Yes, you told me about that.” Sayoku said smiling. She put down her cup and glanced up at Roy. “It has something to do with Ryan.”
“Emo Guy?”
“What Emo Guy?”
“Never mind, continue,”
“I don’t trust him.”
“Who does?”
“Kippery does.” Sayoku added. “She’s dating him, something happened for that to happen.”
“I see.” Roy replied. “Continue,”
“And you never saw Ryan before?”
“Never,”
***
Chapter Seven: One More Line
A tall boy from her homeroom class appeared from the trees. “It is only me,”
“You look very familiar,” Ally-Marie replied as she stepped forwards and squinted her eyes at him. “Do you go to Vancouver ‘Igh School?”
“I do, funny enough.” He said with a chuckle. “And I got an offer for you, Ally- Marie.”
She raised an eyebrow. “You do, now?”
“Oh my, yes! Beyond your most wildests of dreams, I do!” He said loudly.
“What is your name then?” Ally- Marie asked.
“Call me Ryan.” He replied simply as he approched her.”You love to sing, right?”
“Very much-“
“Would you like to become famous and sell records?” Ryan asked.
Ally-Marie’s face broke into a smile, her face all red from the sudden proposal and from the frosty air. “I would love to!”
“Great, because I can do that for you.” Ryan sighed suddenly. “But sadly, I can not help you...”
“Why not?”
Ryan walked away slightly, for a dramatic effect. “You see, I can do this for you only if you can... afford the price.”
“Price? My family is quite well-“
“No no. I am not after your money, Ally- Marie.” He interrupted. “Quite the contrary. I am interested in something that money cannot buy.”
***
Chapter Eight: Let Her Go
They climbed into the mini-van, Kippery shotgun and the two boys sitting in the two seater (reluctantly). Mr. Miller started up the engine and the radio started. Yet, the music playing had a strange effect. The song that was playing on the radio seemed familiar, like Kippery knew who the singer was.
She turned it up and turned to the boys. “Do you guys recognize this voice?” she asked.
Roy waited, listening to the music. “I... think so!”
Kippery waited with bated breath, trying to recall who was singing. “Is it... Evageline?”
“Nah, Evageline has a slightly higher voice,” Roy replied.
“How about... that band that came out two years ago with the lead singer as a girl? That could be her!” Kippery said.
I believe that girl is Ally- Marie.” Ryan said suddenly.
“What? How can that be?” Roy asked quickly.
***
Chapter Nine: Pieces of the Puzzle
Roy sat at his computer, simply disgusted. He had just finished conferencing with Sayoku about Ryan again. Roy had told her about Ally- Marie’s sudden rise to stardom in four days.
It was strange, first Kippery is granted her wish- she gets a boyfriend. Then Ally- Marie is a popular singer in the East End of Vancouver in under a week. Before that, Sayoku is offered a deal, although she was never offered a price, by Ryan so that her mother wouldn’t get on her case...
Roy was trying to link these three together. Ryan was somehow involved, distantly, or indirectly at least.
Firstly; when Kippery got her boyfriend, it was Ryan who became her knight in shining armour.
Secondly; Ryan had let slipped that he saw a man speaking to Ally- Marie at the park the day before her success started.
Thirdly; it was Ryan who offered the deal to Sayoku.
Sayoku, on the other hand, thought it was fishy. But they weren’t sure whether or not Ryan was even involved with Ally- Marie. Or maybe it was just a coincidence that he asked Kippery out. Perhaps Ryan was just trying to creep Sayoku out for a laugh.
Sighing, Roy decided to call Kippery- only because she was with Ryan contstantly and Kippery would know whether or not he was speaking to Ally- Marie. Putting the receiver to his head, he waited for her pick up.
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I hope you guys enjoyed it! I will post some chapters on the Internet one of these days.... I guess after Christmas when I'm not busy and when I'm actually done it! Which ought to be soon.
My other one- shot is called Noaa. It's divided into little chapters but I'm calling it a one shot.
Until I write chapter ten;
Sam ~~~
Monday, October 22, 2007
TGHC
Blog subjects
I think that I'm becoming an insomniac. Or something like that, at least! I never fall asleep before midnight and I can never wake up early enough. Isn't this what happens when you're a boy?
Any who, I linked this blog up to Animespiral yesterday and now I'm gonna post some sneak peaks of upcoming chapters of The Great Hogwarts Challenge (TGHC).
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CHAPTER TWENTY-ONE: IN LIBRARY (HERMIONE’S SIDE)
“And I knew that as long as he was like that, I would never get my chance with him. I will be second place as long as I believe that I could change him. And I didn’t want that.” Hermione replied melancholously.
“What makes you think you could have it differently with Malfoy?” Harry asked.
“I don’t know.” Hermione said quietly. “It’s just a hunch.”
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CHAPTER TWENTY-TWO: SURROUNDED (DRACO’S SIDE)
That night, Draco had a dream.
The dream had him and Hermione sitting under a willow tree by the ocean. She was wearing a blue sun dress and he was in shorts and a buttoned- up t-shirt. They were having a good time up until Hermione decided to stand up and go up into the water.
“Look Draco!” She said, pointing to the water.
Of course, Dream! Draco knew better than go up to the water.
“Hermione, sit down!”
But she didn’t. Hermione walked into the water until the water raised up to her breasts. She continued to walk until she was at her neck.
“Hermione! Come back! Come back!”
Too late.
A giant Squid that had Pansy’s face plastered on it grabbed Hermione with her giant tentacles and dragged her under the water, laughing and inducing giant waves that swallowed Draco as he called out for Hermione.
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CHAPTER TWENTY-THREE: COME THIS FAR (HERMIONE’S SIDE)
Ginny ignored Draco. “Well, Cho heard it from Harry. She’s been...uh... owling him for a while now. They’re going to have a date when Harry comes to judge the Third Task...”
Hermione’s gaze soften. “Oh Ginny,”
Draco let out a loud laugh. “Don’t you fancy Potter, Weasley Child Number Seven? I do think he has better taste in Chang and if he has any balls, he would stick with her as well!”
“Draco!” Hermione reprimanded. “Don’t get involved! Who Ginny fancies is none of your business!”
“Lover’s spat, is it?” Ginny remarked, her face was as red as her hair.
“Child, don’t speak to me!” Draco said, disregarding her and he turned to Hermione. “If I have to hear about her silly little problems when
I’m with you, then I’m not going to stay here!”
“Fine! Go off and be with those horrible slimy Slytherins!” Hermione cried.
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CHAPTER TWENTY- FOUR: PLAY THIS PART (DRACO’S SIDE)
“There has to be more to this Task than what Dumbledore is letting on. Honestly- dancing?”
Draco raised his eyebrow. “Dumbledore is just off his rocker, that’s all.”
“McGonagall, too?”
“Hey, she’s no spring chicken.”
“I don’t think this is the Task. Dumbledore must be thinking that because no one could dance last year, that we’ll be horrible this year.”
“Blimey, how did you come up with this dung?” Draco asked. “You’ve been with Potter too much.”
“I haven’t seen or heard from Harry in weeks,” Hermione reminded. She sighed and glared at Draco. “The general population might just accept you more if you weren’t so...disapproving of others and if you were nicer.”
“If I were nicer, I’d be a Gryffindor- or a Hufflepuff.” Draco replied sarcastically.
“You don’t think I’m right about this?” Hermione asked.
“I just think that Potter’s bad ideas have rubbed off on you.”
“They haven’t!”
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I tried to select quotes that won't reveal the nature of the third Task, but oh well. Most of what I got done for chappie 24 is the prepping for the Task. As I revealed earlier, the Third Task requires pairing up, and if I showed y'all the rest of this dialogue, you would've known who everyone was paired up with. Hate to admit it though, but I couldn't really think up of a Third Task, but I also don't remember the reasoning behind my choice for this Task. Now, I just got to come up with a Fourth Task. Heh.... *cries *
A friend of mine and I are planning on entering the 1000 word comic Nanowrimo competition. I found a good plot, in fact, I came up with it nearly four years ago! But I don't think my friend believes me because the name of my characters sound similar to hers. Danny & Lina. Then there is Dan & Lynn. IT'S CO-I-KA-DINK DAMMIT!
I have to make the script and whatnot and she gets to draw it.
I think that I'm becoming an insomniac. Or something like that, at least! I never fall asleep before midnight and I can never wake up early enough. Isn't this what happens when you're a boy?
Any who, I linked this blog up to Animespiral yesterday and now I'm gonna post some sneak peaks of upcoming chapters of The Great Hogwarts Challenge (TGHC).
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CHAPTER TWENTY-ONE: IN LIBRARY (HERMIONE’S SIDE)
“And I knew that as long as he was like that, I would never get my chance with him. I will be second place as long as I believe that I could change him. And I didn’t want that.” Hermione replied melancholously.
“What makes you think you could have it differently with Malfoy?” Harry asked.
“I don’t know.” Hermione said quietly. “It’s just a hunch.”
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CHAPTER TWENTY-TWO: SURROUNDED (DRACO’S SIDE)
That night, Draco had a dream.
The dream had him and Hermione sitting under a willow tree by the ocean. She was wearing a blue sun dress and he was in shorts and a buttoned- up t-shirt. They were having a good time up until Hermione decided to stand up and go up into the water.
“Look Draco!” She said, pointing to the water.
Of course, Dream! Draco knew better than go up to the water.
“Hermione, sit down!”
But she didn’t. Hermione walked into the water until the water raised up to her breasts. She continued to walk until she was at her neck.
“Hermione! Come back! Come back!”
Too late.
A giant Squid that had Pansy’s face plastered on it grabbed Hermione with her giant tentacles and dragged her under the water, laughing and inducing giant waves that swallowed Draco as he called out for Hermione.
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CHAPTER TWENTY-THREE: COME THIS FAR (HERMIONE’S SIDE)
Ginny ignored Draco. “Well, Cho heard it from Harry. She’s been...uh... owling him for a while now. They’re going to have a date when Harry comes to judge the Third Task...”
Hermione’s gaze soften. “Oh Ginny,”
Draco let out a loud laugh. “Don’t you fancy Potter, Weasley Child Number Seven? I do think he has better taste in Chang and if he has any balls, he would stick with her as well!”
“Draco!” Hermione reprimanded. “Don’t get involved! Who Ginny fancies is none of your business!”
“Lover’s spat, is it?” Ginny remarked, her face was as red as her hair.
“Child, don’t speak to me!” Draco said, disregarding her and he turned to Hermione. “If I have to hear about her silly little problems when
I’m with you, then I’m not going to stay here!”
“Fine! Go off and be with those horrible slimy Slytherins!” Hermione cried.
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CHAPTER TWENTY- FOUR: PLAY THIS PART (DRACO’S SIDE)
“There has to be more to this Task than what Dumbledore is letting on. Honestly- dancing?”
Draco raised his eyebrow. “Dumbledore is just off his rocker, that’s all.”
“McGonagall, too?”
“Hey, she’s no spring chicken.”
“I don’t think this is the Task. Dumbledore must be thinking that because no one could dance last year, that we’ll be horrible this year.”
“Blimey, how did you come up with this dung?” Draco asked. “You’ve been with Potter too much.”
“I haven’t seen or heard from Harry in weeks,” Hermione reminded. She sighed and glared at Draco. “The general population might just accept you more if you weren’t so...disapproving of others and if you were nicer.”
“If I were nicer, I’d be a Gryffindor- or a Hufflepuff.” Draco replied sarcastically.
“You don’t think I’m right about this?” Hermione asked.
“I just think that Potter’s bad ideas have rubbed off on you.”
“They haven’t!”
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I tried to select quotes that won't reveal the nature of the third Task, but oh well. Most of what I got done for chappie 24 is the prepping for the Task. As I revealed earlier, the Third Task requires pairing up, and if I showed y'all the rest of this dialogue, you would've known who everyone was paired up with. Hate to admit it though, but I couldn't really think up of a Third Task, but I also don't remember the reasoning behind my choice for this Task. Now, I just got to come up with a Fourth Task. Heh.... *cries *
A friend of mine and I are planning on entering the 1000 word comic Nanowrimo competition. I found a good plot, in fact, I came up with it nearly four years ago! But I don't think my friend believes me because the name of my characters sound similar to hers. Danny & Lina. Then there is Dan & Lynn. IT'S CO-I-KA-DINK DAMMIT!
I have to make the script and whatnot and she gets to draw it.
Saturday, October 20, 2007
Some Inspiration
It seems like that everytime I go over to my cousin Brenda's house to babysit her daughter, I always get inspired. Like today, for example. Frankie {Her full name is hard to pronouce and write, so, I'm calling her Frankie} and I were going to play Barbies. Frankie always played the blonde one with the long pretty blonde hair, beautiful dresses and Prince Eric from The Little Mermaid. I usually play either her Mulan or Griselda dolls. Today I got Griselda and with a stroke of genius {and from remembering the FMA movie that played the night before}, I named her Noah.
Frankie thought it was a dumb name and didn't really care. So she told me that Noah was going to steal her babies. By 'her babies', Frankie meant her doll's babies. And her doll's name was Island. Frankie's doll names were always off. Like Kim Posible, Tinkerbell, Gina and Island.
Anywho, once my sister started to play, at least every doll had died by then and had kissed the other two male dolls or at least had them fall in love with them. Of course, my sister made Noah's partner in crime when it came to stealing babies, Bob, a flaming homosexual who would get it on with Prince Eric whenever he was mourning the death of his beloved Gerald the Giraffe.
So, I finally made Noah into a gypsy. She danced for all of the other dolls and before I knew it, Frankie wanted to switch dolls. I opted for Prince Eric and as him, I demaded that Noah use her Gypsy powers of ulitmate power to bring back not only his Gerald the Giraffe, but his wife/girlfriend, Gina. Frankie said she'd do it if Eric married Noah, even if it did defeat the purpose of bringing back Eric's GF.
Before I knew it, not only had Eric popped out a daughter, but Frankie turned Noah from a kind, talented, baby stealing gypsy, to a totally whiney angsty child that wanted to get laid... I took Noah back and decided to go on with the plot.
Noah was dancing and whatnot and Eric came up to her and declared his undying love for her, depsite the fact that Gina was still alive. And then Frankie made Eric NEARLY FORCE himself on my precious Noah! Noah explained that as a gypsy, she was to travel very much, not staying in one town longer than a week or so. Eric left and before you knew it, Gina began to dance the gypsy dance as well and it totally had an effect on Eric. He was mesmerized and in love with her totally and completely.
Eric's daughter, on the other hand, liked Noah, too. She wanted her father to marry Noah so she wouldn't leave town. Noah's last day in town was an uneventful one, she packed up her dresses and said goodbye to the neihbours. Once she siad good bye to Eric, Frankie decided that she didn't want to play anymore and wanted to play outside.
Now I want to write Noah's story but I got the name Noah from the FMA movie and I sorta don't want people complaining that it's fanfiction I'm writing when it's clearly not FMA at all but original fiction!
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The Gypsy Girl
Most gypsies travel in packs,but some travel by themselves... trying to find their place in life...
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That's all I got. I'll have to update at a different time ^_^
Frankie thought it was a dumb name and didn't really care. So she told me that Noah was going to steal her babies. By 'her babies', Frankie meant her doll's babies. And her doll's name was Island. Frankie's doll names were always off. Like Kim Posible, Tinkerbell, Gina and Island.
Anywho, once my sister started to play, at least every doll had died by then and had kissed the other two male dolls or at least had them fall in love with them. Of course, my sister made Noah's partner in crime when it came to stealing babies, Bob, a flaming homosexual who would get it on with Prince Eric whenever he was mourning the death of his beloved Gerald the Giraffe.
So, I finally made Noah into a gypsy. She danced for all of the other dolls and before I knew it, Frankie wanted to switch dolls. I opted for Prince Eric and as him, I demaded that Noah use her Gypsy powers of ulitmate power to bring back not only his Gerald the Giraffe, but his wife/girlfriend, Gina. Frankie said she'd do it if Eric married Noah, even if it did defeat the purpose of bringing back Eric's GF.
Before I knew it, not only had Eric popped out a daughter, but Frankie turned Noah from a kind, talented, baby stealing gypsy, to a totally whiney angsty child that wanted to get laid... I took Noah back and decided to go on with the plot.
Noah was dancing and whatnot and Eric came up to her and declared his undying love for her, depsite the fact that Gina was still alive. And then Frankie made Eric NEARLY FORCE himself on my precious Noah! Noah explained that as a gypsy, she was to travel very much, not staying in one town longer than a week or so. Eric left and before you knew it, Gina began to dance the gypsy dance as well and it totally had an effect on Eric. He was mesmerized and in love with her totally and completely.
Eric's daughter, on the other hand, liked Noah, too. She wanted her father to marry Noah so she wouldn't leave town. Noah's last day in town was an uneventful one, she packed up her dresses and said goodbye to the neihbours. Once she siad good bye to Eric, Frankie decided that she didn't want to play anymore and wanted to play outside.
Now I want to write Noah's story but I got the name Noah from the FMA movie and I sorta don't want people complaining that it's fanfiction I'm writing when it's clearly not FMA at all but original fiction!
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The Gypsy Girl
Most gypsies travel in packs,but some travel by themselves... trying to find their place in life...
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That's all I got. I'll have to update at a different time ^_^
Sunday, October 14, 2007
Let's See How Many Stupid Things You've Done
I don't like Facebook. But I will post this for future characterization-ness.
Let's See How Many Stupid Things You've Done
x= you did it
Level 1
( ) Smoked A Cigarette
( ) Smoked A Cigar
() Kissed A Member Of The Same Sex
SO FAR: 0
Level 2
() Are / Been In Love
() dumped someone/turned down someone
( ) Shoplifted
() Been Fired
() Been In A Fist Fight
SO FAR:
Level 3
() Had A Crush On An Older Person
() Skipped School
() Slept With A Co-worker
() Seen Someone / Something Die
SO FAR:
Level 4
() Had / Have A Crush On One Of Your Facebook Friends
( ) Been To Paris
( ) Been To Spain
() Been On A Plane
( ) Thrown Up From Drinking
SO FAR:
Level 5
() Eaten Sushi
( ) Been Snowboarding
( ) Met Someone BECAUSE Of Facebook
() Been in a Mosh Pit
SO FAR:
Level 6
( ) Been In An Abusive Relationship
() Taken Pain Killers
() Love/loved Someone Who You Cant Have
() Laid On Your Back And Watched Cloud Shapes Go By
() Made A Snow Angel
SO FAR:
Level 7
() Had A Tea Party
() Flown A Kite
() Built A Sand Castle
( ) Gone mudding
() Played Dress Up
SO FAR:
Level 8
() Jumped Into A Pile Of Leaves
() Gone Sledding
() Cheated While Playing A Game
() Been Lonely
() Fallen Asleep At Work / School
SO FAR:
Level 9
() Watched The Sun Set
() Felt An Earthquake
( ) Killed A Snake
SO FAR:
Level 10
() Been Tickled
()Been Robbed / Vandalized
( ) Been cheated on
() Been Misunderstood
SO FAR:
Level 11
() Won A Contest
() Been Suspended From School
() Had Detention
() Been In A Car / Motorcycle Accident
SO FAR:
Level 12
() Had / Have Braces
() Eaten a whole pint of ice cream in one night
( ) Danced in the moonlight
SO FAR :
Level 13
() Hated The Way You Look
() Witnessed A Crime
( ) Pole Danced
() Questioned Your Heart
() Been obsessed with post-it-notes
SO FAR:
Level 14
() Squished Barefoot Through The Mud
()Been Lost
() Been To The Opposite Side Of The World
() Swam In The Ocean
() Felt Like You Were Dying
SO FAR:
Level 15
() Cried Yourself To Sleep
() Played Cops And Robbers
() Recently Colored With Crayons / Colored Pencils / Markers
() Sang Karaoke
() Paid For A Meal With Only Coins
SO FAR:
Level 16
() Done Something You Told Yourself You Wouldn't
() Made Prank Phone Calls
() Laughed Until Some Kind Of Beverage Came Out Of Your Nose
( ) Kissed In The Rain
SO FAR:
Level 17
() Written A Letter To Santa Claus
( ) Watched The Sun Set/ sun rise With Someone You Care/Cared About
() Blown Bubbles
( ) Made A Bonfire On The Beach or anywhere
SO FAR:
Level 18
( ) Crashed A Party
( ) Have Traveled More Than 5 Days With A Car Full Of People
() Gone Rollerskating / Blading
() Had A Wish Come True
( ) Been Humped By A Monkey
SO FAR:
Level 19
() Worn Pearls
() Jumped Off A Bridge
() Screamed "Penis" or "Vagina"
() Swam With Dolphins..
SO FAR:
Level 20
() Got Your Tongue Stuck To A Pole/Freezer/ice Cube
( ) Kissed A Fish
() Worn The Opposite Sex's Clothes
() Sat On A Roof Top
SO FAR:
Level 21
() Screamed At The Top Of Your Lungs
() Done / Attempted A One-Handed Cartwheel
() Talked On The Phone For More Than 6 Hours
() Recently stayed Up for a while talking to someone you care about
SO FAR:
Level 22
()picked And Ate An Apple Right Off The Tree
() Climbed A Tree
() Had/Been In A Tree House
() Been scared To Watch Scary Movies Alone
SO FAR:
Level 23
() Believed In Ghosts
( ) Have had More Then 30 Pairs Of Shoes
( ) Gone Streaking
() Visited Jail
SO FAR:
Level 24
( ) Played Chicken
() Been Pushed into a pool with all your clothes on
() Been Told You're Hot By A Complete Stranger
( ) Broken A Bone
() Been Easily Amused
SO FAR:
Level 25
( ) Caught A Fish Then Ate It Later
( ) Made A Porn Video/got asked to make one
() Caught A Butterfly
() Laughed So Hard You Cried
() Cried So Hard You Laughed
SO FAR:
Level 26
( ) Mooned/Flashed Someone
() Had Someone Moon/Flash You
() Cheated On A Test
() Forgotten Someone's Name
() French Braided Someones Hair
() Gone Skinny Dipping
() Been Kicked Out Of Your House
() Tried to hurt yourself
SO FAR:
Level 27
() Rode A Roller Coaster
() Went Scuba-Diving/Snorkeling
() Had A Cavity
() Black-Mailed Someone
() Been Black Mailed
SO FAR:
Level 28
() Been Used
() Fell Going Up The Stairs
() Licked A Cat
() Bitten Someone
() Licked Someone
SO FAR :
Level 29
() Been shot at/or at gunpoint
( ) Had sex in the rain
() Flattened someones tires
( ) Rode your car/truck until the gas light came on
( ) Got five dollars or less worth of gas
TOTAL:
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I went to Wal-Mart for some reason today. My sister had to buy some pants and whatnot.
I also did another interior monologue, too. Here it goes:
WAL-MART {{Home base for Voldemort}
I never liked Wal-Mart every much. I mean, when I was younger, I just thought it was another store that had stuff in it that my parents bought.
But I remember the day when I changed my view of Wal-Mart. I can't remeber the exact day, but I know what happened. I was with my dad, watching TV. I think it was a Micheal Moore Film, becuase it was politcal or something like that. And my dad mentioned Child labour in China. And Wal-Mart. He said that Wal-Mart's product were form China and that the factories were horrible and such. I felt so bad for those who worked there, in the factories that my dad and I made a pact, that we would not support Wal-Mart or child labour and we would never ever go there for our shopping needs.
And this lasted for a while, only until Wal-Mart was building everywhere to a point where it was just cheaper to go there than to go to, say, Zellers or Giant Tiger. So, my family went shopping and we were about to step foot in the new Wal-Mart and I looked up at my dad.
"Dad- our pact-"
"C'mon, some time today!"
He went in first and I was last. And I hated Wal-Mart ever since.
When Wal-Mart opened up in the closest town to mine, my parents took us there. I was moody the whole time because not only did Wal-Mart did not sell the Graphic Novels I liked, but it was the only store we were going to. I listened to my mp3 player and ate my poutine in the McDonalds moodily. My dad, on the other hand, tried to cheer me up or played the Guilt Card on me.
"Sam... Please cooperate, we don't have a lot of money and it would help your mother so much if you bought your clothes here... and not to mention your school supplies..." ETC, ETC.
Well, I bought absolutely nothing and sat in the car on the way home, moody and bored. And dissapointed in the fact that no one shared my views.
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Okay, yesterday I was haunted by teeth and dentists. Like, literally. It was so wierd. The first thing:
1} Jeremie tells Dad that we're gonna miss school this thursday due to our dentis appointment (at this point, I stuff my face so Dad can't talk to me)
2} Commercial for straightening my teeth (...I have crooked teeth and I brushed this much off as a coinicidence)
3}I was watching something and it mentioned teeth, I can't remember now, but it mentioned teeth and I was like: WTF no wai!
4} I was watching FRIENDS, in the first season, I think and Rachel was going to return her ring to her ex fiance and his job was... c'mon, guess! A FUCKING DENTIST!
I closed my eyes, waited a few minutes and then change dit to So You Think You Can Dance becasuse they never ever mention teeth. But the episode I was watcing yesterday repeated today and it mentioned teeth slightly. Luckily, not a lot.
Today, I got a new toothbrush. I don't know why, I always get a new one when I go to the Dentist. SO THERE WAS NO POINT IN BUYING ME ONE. Especially when I go in four days.
So yeah, I'm pretty sure that there's some law that states that once you're sixteen, you don't have to go. I mean. doctor appointments are pretty much not obligatory, why are dentist appointments? Honestly, I have a good argument lines up, too.
POINT ONE:
MOM: You'll thank me one day.
ME: Uh, no. You said that when I was nine. I'm sixteen and I have yet to say 'Thanks Mom! I love it when the Dentist sticks his hairy arms down my throat against my will! I mean, what could be more exhilierating?' . If I ever do, than there's somethign wrong with me. I've been to the hospital twice because of it and if that has to happen, THEN THERE IS SOMETHING WRONG!
POINT TWO:
MOM: It'll make you feel better about yourself, people will think you're pretty and cultured.
ME: If I want to fix my self- image problems, then I'd start with getting rid of my wrinkles under my eyes, the acne on my forehead, the thunder thighs, the hairy arms, leg and other parts of my body would be waxed, I would have ankles, I could run for more than a minute without sounding like a smoker after yelling and I would have smaller feet, nicer hair, no more exzema- like symptons anymore and I would be pretty much have bigger boobs and a nicer ass. AFTER THAT, then you can take me to ther dentist. Okay?
POINT THREE:
MOM: You can't go around with crroked teeth, people won't take you seriously!
ME: No one would take me seriously anyway. If my history teacher won't make me a reporter becaue I'm shy, I'm sure he won't change his mind next time if I flashed him my straight pearly whites. Plus, no one has perfect teeth. Dad's missing half, half of Jeremie's front teeth are being held up by metal and plastic. Grandma's got denchers and no one can prevent cavities. IT'S FUTILE!
POINT FOUR:
DAD: Hey, work as a dentist's assistant! It'll pay great and take care of your fear!
ME: Dentists have a high depression risk. No shit, I mean, if your job included making small children nervous and scared, I'd be depressed, too! And they make adults tremble with fear, EVEN TEENAGERS AND OLD PEOPLE. I bet Hitler was scared shitless of Dentists, too. AND CRY, HE MAKES THEM CRY TOO. And they make people have horrible nightmares and horror movies, too. They don't make horror movies about writers, unless their possesed or something. but that never happens. Demented Dentists? Yeah, that CAN SO TOTALLY HAPPEN. Mine's a total jerk wad who won't consider my feelings. IT'S NOT MY FAULT IF HE APPLIES THE GEL TOO HARD! IT ISN'T! *ANGST*. And the act that he de-moralizes me by saying I'm less mature than a five year old. WELL, YOU'RE NOT A MAN BECUASE MEN DON'T TEASE LADIES! That's right. FUCKER.
POINT FIVE:
DAD AND MOM: O.o'''
ME: Exactly. Case and Point. MUAAHAHAHAHAHA. So, do I still have to go this thursday?
MOM: Yeah, pretty much.
ME: *Cries*
I hate you alllllllllllllllllllllllllll
Let's See How Many Stupid Things You've Done
x= you did it
Level 1
( ) Smoked A Cigarette
( ) Smoked A Cigar
() Kissed A Member Of The Same Sex
SO FAR: 0
Level 2
() Are / Been In Love
() dumped someone/turned down someone
( ) Shoplifted
() Been Fired
() Been In A Fist Fight
SO FAR:
Level 3
() Had A Crush On An Older Person
() Skipped School
() Slept With A Co-worker
() Seen Someone / Something Die
SO FAR:
Level 4
() Had / Have A Crush On One Of Your Facebook Friends
( ) Been To Paris
( ) Been To Spain
() Been On A Plane
( ) Thrown Up From Drinking
SO FAR:
Level 5
() Eaten Sushi
( ) Been Snowboarding
( ) Met Someone BECAUSE Of Facebook
() Been in a Mosh Pit
SO FAR:
Level 6
( ) Been In An Abusive Relationship
() Taken Pain Killers
() Love/loved Someone Who You Cant Have
() Laid On Your Back And Watched Cloud Shapes Go By
() Made A Snow Angel
SO FAR:
Level 7
() Had A Tea Party
() Flown A Kite
() Built A Sand Castle
( ) Gone mudding
() Played Dress Up
SO FAR:
Level 8
() Jumped Into A Pile Of Leaves
() Gone Sledding
() Cheated While Playing A Game
() Been Lonely
() Fallen Asleep At Work / School
SO FAR:
Level 9
() Watched The Sun Set
() Felt An Earthquake
( ) Killed A Snake
SO FAR:
Level 10
() Been Tickled
()Been Robbed / Vandalized
( ) Been cheated on
() Been Misunderstood
SO FAR:
Level 11
() Won A Contest
() Been Suspended From School
() Had Detention
() Been In A Car / Motorcycle Accident
SO FAR:
Level 12
() Had / Have Braces
() Eaten a whole pint of ice cream in one night
( ) Danced in the moonlight
SO FAR :
Level 13
() Hated The Way You Look
() Witnessed A Crime
( ) Pole Danced
() Questioned Your Heart
() Been obsessed with post-it-notes
SO FAR:
Level 14
() Squished Barefoot Through The Mud
()Been Lost
() Been To The Opposite Side Of The World
() Swam In The Ocean
() Felt Like You Were Dying
SO FAR:
Level 15
() Cried Yourself To Sleep
() Played Cops And Robbers
() Recently Colored With Crayons / Colored Pencils / Markers
() Sang Karaoke
() Paid For A Meal With Only Coins
SO FAR:
Level 16
() Done Something You Told Yourself You Wouldn't
() Made Prank Phone Calls
() Laughed Until Some Kind Of Beverage Came Out Of Your Nose
( ) Kissed In The Rain
SO FAR:
Level 17
() Written A Letter To Santa Claus
( ) Watched The Sun Set/ sun rise With Someone You Care/Cared About
() Blown Bubbles
( ) Made A Bonfire On The Beach or anywhere
SO FAR:
Level 18
( ) Crashed A Party
( ) Have Traveled More Than 5 Days With A Car Full Of People
() Gone Rollerskating / Blading
() Had A Wish Come True
( ) Been Humped By A Monkey
SO FAR:
Level 19
() Worn Pearls
() Jumped Off A Bridge
() Screamed "Penis" or "Vagina"
() Swam With Dolphins..
SO FAR:
Level 20
() Got Your Tongue Stuck To A Pole/Freezer/ice Cube
( ) Kissed A Fish
() Worn The Opposite Sex's Clothes
() Sat On A Roof Top
SO FAR:
Level 21
() Screamed At The Top Of Your Lungs
() Done / Attempted A One-Handed Cartwheel
() Talked On The Phone For More Than 6 Hours
() Recently stayed Up for a while talking to someone you care about
SO FAR:
Level 22
()picked And Ate An Apple Right Off The Tree
() Climbed A Tree
() Had/Been In A Tree House
() Been scared To Watch Scary Movies Alone
SO FAR:
Level 23
() Believed In Ghosts
( ) Have had More Then 30 Pairs Of Shoes
( ) Gone Streaking
() Visited Jail
SO FAR:
Level 24
( ) Played Chicken
() Been Pushed into a pool with all your clothes on
() Been Told You're Hot By A Complete Stranger
( ) Broken A Bone
() Been Easily Amused
SO FAR:
Level 25
( ) Caught A Fish Then Ate It Later
( ) Made A Porn Video/got asked to make one
() Caught A Butterfly
() Laughed So Hard You Cried
() Cried So Hard You Laughed
SO FAR:
Level 26
( ) Mooned/Flashed Someone
() Had Someone Moon/Flash You
() Cheated On A Test
() Forgotten Someone's Name
() French Braided Someones Hair
() Gone Skinny Dipping
() Been Kicked Out Of Your House
() Tried to hurt yourself
SO FAR:
Level 27
() Rode A Roller Coaster
() Went Scuba-Diving/Snorkeling
() Had A Cavity
() Black-Mailed Someone
() Been Black Mailed
SO FAR:
Level 28
() Been Used
() Fell Going Up The Stairs
() Licked A Cat
() Bitten Someone
() Licked Someone
SO FAR :
Level 29
() Been shot at/or at gunpoint
( ) Had sex in the rain
() Flattened someones tires
( ) Rode your car/truck until the gas light came on
( ) Got five dollars or less worth of gas
TOTAL:
__________________________________________________________________
I went to Wal-Mart for some reason today. My sister had to buy some pants and whatnot.
I also did another interior monologue, too. Here it goes:
WAL-MART {{Home base for Voldemort}
I never liked Wal-Mart every much. I mean, when I was younger, I just thought it was another store that had stuff in it that my parents bought.
But I remember the day when I changed my view of Wal-Mart. I can't remeber the exact day, but I know what happened. I was with my dad, watching TV. I think it was a Micheal Moore Film, becuase it was politcal or something like that. And my dad mentioned Child labour in China. And Wal-Mart. He said that Wal-Mart's product were form China and that the factories were horrible and such. I felt so bad for those who worked there, in the factories that my dad and I made a pact, that we would not support Wal-Mart or child labour and we would never ever go there for our shopping needs.
And this lasted for a while, only until Wal-Mart was building everywhere to a point where it was just cheaper to go there than to go to, say, Zellers or Giant Tiger. So, my family went shopping and we were about to step foot in the new Wal-Mart and I looked up at my dad.
"Dad- our pact-"
"C'mon, some time today!"
He went in first and I was last. And I hated Wal-Mart ever since.
When Wal-Mart opened up in the closest town to mine, my parents took us there. I was moody the whole time because not only did Wal-Mart did not sell the Graphic Novels I liked, but it was the only store we were going to. I listened to my mp3 player and ate my poutine in the McDonalds moodily. My dad, on the other hand, tried to cheer me up or played the Guilt Card on me.
"Sam... Please cooperate, we don't have a lot of money and it would help your mother so much if you bought your clothes here... and not to mention your school supplies..." ETC, ETC.
Well, I bought absolutely nothing and sat in the car on the way home, moody and bored. And dissapointed in the fact that no one shared my views.
___________________________________________________________________
Okay, yesterday I was haunted by teeth and dentists. Like, literally. It was so wierd. The first thing:
1} Jeremie tells Dad that we're gonna miss school this thursday due to our dentis appointment (at this point, I stuff my face so Dad can't talk to me)
2} Commercial for straightening my teeth (...I have crooked teeth and I brushed this much off as a coinicidence)
3}I was watching something and it mentioned teeth, I can't remember now, but it mentioned teeth and I was like: WTF no wai!
4} I was watching FRIENDS, in the first season, I think and Rachel was going to return her ring to her ex fiance and his job was... c'mon, guess! A FUCKING DENTIST!
I closed my eyes, waited a few minutes and then change dit to So You Think You Can Dance becasuse they never ever mention teeth. But the episode I was watcing yesterday repeated today and it mentioned teeth slightly. Luckily, not a lot.
Today, I got a new toothbrush. I don't know why, I always get a new one when I go to the Dentist. SO THERE WAS NO POINT IN BUYING ME ONE. Especially when I go in four days.
So yeah, I'm pretty sure that there's some law that states that once you're sixteen, you don't have to go. I mean. doctor appointments are pretty much not obligatory, why are dentist appointments? Honestly, I have a good argument lines up, too.
POINT ONE:
MOM: You'll thank me one day.
ME: Uh, no. You said that when I was nine. I'm sixteen and I have yet to say 'Thanks Mom! I love it when the Dentist sticks his hairy arms down my throat against my will! I mean, what could be more exhilierating?' . If I ever do, than there's somethign wrong with me. I've been to the hospital twice because of it and if that has to happen, THEN THERE IS SOMETHING WRONG!
POINT TWO:
MOM: It'll make you feel better about yourself, people will think you're pretty and cultured.
ME: If I want to fix my self- image problems, then I'd start with getting rid of my wrinkles under my eyes, the acne on my forehead, the thunder thighs, the hairy arms, leg and other parts of my body would be waxed, I would have ankles, I could run for more than a minute without sounding like a smoker after yelling and I would have smaller feet, nicer hair, no more exzema- like symptons anymore and I would be pretty much have bigger boobs and a nicer ass. AFTER THAT, then you can take me to ther dentist. Okay?
POINT THREE:
MOM: You can't go around with crroked teeth, people won't take you seriously!
ME: No one would take me seriously anyway. If my history teacher won't make me a reporter becaue I'm shy, I'm sure he won't change his mind next time if I flashed him my straight pearly whites. Plus, no one has perfect teeth. Dad's missing half, half of Jeremie's front teeth are being held up by metal and plastic. Grandma's got denchers and no one can prevent cavities. IT'S FUTILE!
POINT FOUR:
DAD: Hey, work as a dentist's assistant! It'll pay great and take care of your fear!
ME: Dentists have a high depression risk. No shit, I mean, if your job included making small children nervous and scared, I'd be depressed, too! And they make adults tremble with fear, EVEN TEENAGERS AND OLD PEOPLE. I bet Hitler was scared shitless of Dentists, too. AND CRY, HE MAKES THEM CRY TOO. And they make people have horrible nightmares and horror movies, too. They don't make horror movies about writers, unless their possesed or something. but that never happens. Demented Dentists? Yeah, that CAN SO TOTALLY HAPPEN. Mine's a total jerk wad who won't consider my feelings. IT'S NOT MY FAULT IF HE APPLIES THE GEL TOO HARD! IT ISN'T! *ANGST*. And the act that he de-moralizes me by saying I'm less mature than a five year old. WELL, YOU'RE NOT A MAN BECUASE MEN DON'T TEASE LADIES! That's right. FUCKER.
POINT FIVE:
DAD AND MOM: O.o'''
ME: Exactly. Case and Point. MUAAHAHAHAHAHA. So, do I still have to go this thursday?
MOM: Yeah, pretty much.
ME: *Cries*
I hate you alllllllllllllllllllllllllll
Saturday, October 13, 2007
After A Short Break...Frogs Make Bad Earplugs... Well DUR.
So I've decided that this Blog- thingy thing shall be my writing Blog.... thingy thing. Yeah, only because I don't feel like posting on LJ very much and I like Blogger right now. And of course, in my first entry or so, I mentioned a story I was starting. Well, thats troy has actually begun. It's called 'NaScent' and it's pretty spanky (my level3 biology teacher used that particular word to describe a pair of red pumps, and that teacher looks like Dobby according to Natsuki, so whatever).
I've written five complete chapters and I planned for about twelve, but I'm not done planning. I still gotta figure out the ending in complete. But I've been in a rut for a while now, only because I'm super busy with fundraising so I can go to Germany and Czechslavakia, HL homework and thoughts about boys, dentists and possible prom dates.
For some reason, my Aristocrat name is:
Your Peculiar Aristocratic Title is:
Countess Samantha the Glutinous: of Oxbridge by Camford
I'm not glutinous, by the way. I'm slim but I do eat alot. Like last night, I ate so much at Dufferin's Staff party. And when my father decided to go to the bar to get a beer and my mother was microwaving her steak, I was drinking Pepsi and I was doing an interior monologue. And I never do monologues. I hate writing in first person unless it's in a journal. Or Blog. I have a notebook journal, so I can practice my handwriting. I ought to, becuase right now, my thumbs are stiff and I'm mispelling words left and right.
Anywho, interior monologue. I was doing that, staring off at the director (who is an old man, for your information) and then I realized that I'm staring pointlessly and I stopped. I hate that so much. Then I realized that I was better off doing that becuase my parent's conversations were twice as boring as my momologue.
Once, I was on the bus, listening to music on my Samsung MP3 player (I don't even know the name of it...) and I was thinking of some plot points for NaScent (How does one pronounce that? I say it with a British accent: NAH (an the second part Quebecois French)- sance), one was that Ryan (Antagonists, true name Ryanose, he's a snake BTW) wanted Kippery (Protangonist, in her past life, she broke off her deal with Ryanose {who is a snake that can grant one's deepest desire} by suicide/murder and now is stuck paying the debt by becoming his girlfriend and submitting to him) to break her hymen or something like that so that their first time wouldn't hurt for Kippery. Then I realize that it would be more realistic if Ryan did it for her. But whatever, that's not the main beef here. Another muse I started was the conversaton between Roy (he likes Kippery but hates Ryan, nicknames him Emo Guy but Ryan retaliates by calling him the Unfortunate Soul) and Sayoku (she's from Japan and is visiting with Kippery but she's too busy with Ryan, so Sayoku stays with Roy most of the time. Ryan is also trying to reel Sayoku in to giving up her heart to him). They have the most interesting conversation in which they figure out that Ryan is not who he is all cracked up to be and that Kippery is in danger, somehow.
But stupid me forgot to whip out my laptop or my notebook to write all of this down. Damn it. *ANGST* Now I can't finish chapter six until the month finishes and until I remember the convo or think of a new one.
I've written five complete chapters and I planned for about twelve, but I'm not done planning. I still gotta figure out the ending in complete. But I've been in a rut for a while now, only because I'm super busy with fundraising so I can go to Germany and Czechslavakia, HL homework and thoughts about boys, dentists and possible prom dates.
For some reason, my Aristocrat name is:
Your Peculiar Aristocratic Title is:
Countess Samantha the Glutinous: of Oxbridge by Camford
I'm not glutinous, by the way. I'm slim but I do eat alot. Like last night, I ate so much at Dufferin's Staff party. And when my father decided to go to the bar to get a beer and my mother was microwaving her steak, I was drinking Pepsi and I was doing an interior monologue. And I never do monologues. I hate writing in first person unless it's in a journal. Or Blog. I have a notebook journal, so I can practice my handwriting. I ought to, becuase right now, my thumbs are stiff and I'm mispelling words left and right.
Anywho, interior monologue. I was doing that, staring off at the director (who is an old man, for your information) and then I realized that I'm staring pointlessly and I stopped. I hate that so much. Then I realized that I was better off doing that becuase my parent's conversations were twice as boring as my momologue.
Once, I was on the bus, listening to music on my Samsung MP3 player (I don't even know the name of it...) and I was thinking of some plot points for NaScent (How does one pronounce that? I say it with a British accent: NAH (an the second part Quebecois French)- sance), one was that Ryan (Antagonists, true name Ryanose, he's a snake BTW) wanted Kippery (Protangonist, in her past life, she broke off her deal with Ryanose {who is a snake that can grant one's deepest desire} by suicide/murder and now is stuck paying the debt by becoming his girlfriend and submitting to him) to break her hymen or something like that so that their first time wouldn't hurt for Kippery. Then I realize that it would be more realistic if Ryan did it for her. But whatever, that's not the main beef here. Another muse I started was the conversaton between Roy (he likes Kippery but hates Ryan, nicknames him Emo Guy but Ryan retaliates by calling him the Unfortunate Soul) and Sayoku (she's from Japan and is visiting with Kippery but she's too busy with Ryan, so Sayoku stays with Roy most of the time. Ryan is also trying to reel Sayoku in to giving up her heart to him). They have the most interesting conversation in which they figure out that Ryan is not who he is all cracked up to be and that Kippery is in danger, somehow.
But stupid me forgot to whip out my laptop or my notebook to write all of this down. Damn it. *ANGST* Now I can't finish chapter six until the month finishes and until I remember the convo or think of a new one.
Saturday, June 9, 2007
Out of Canon Quiz
I found this test on the internet and I decided that it would be funny to use on my characters in my novel. So here goes nothing..!
Number your 12 favorite characters from any fandom and then answer the questions...
1}Chitose
2}Tokudame
3}Mika
4}Sorako
5}Nokono
6}Ryoma
7}Chiako
8}Michi
9}Ayame
10}Chidori
11}Meroko
12}Maiyu
1. Have you ever read a Six/Eleven fic? Do you want to?
No, I haven't. But I might want to. RyomaxMeroko would be an interesting couple!
2. Do you think Four is hot? How hot?
Sorako is okay, I guess... I'm not into girls, though.
3. What would happen if Twelve got Eight pregnant?
Maiyu get Michi pregnant? That would be funny. I would have to have it the other way. I think Michi doesn't like girls, he's more into guys.
4. Can you recall any fic(s) about Nine?
Ayame? Nope, she's a minor character and I wouldn't write a fic about her.
5. Would Two and Six make a good couple?
*Gigglesnortsnort* TokudamexRyoma? Hell yeah. Greatest Yaoi fic ever! Who would be on top? Ryoma would dominate mostly, but Tokudame has pride and he would actually fight Ryoma for the top position.
6. Five/Nine or Five/Ten? Why?
NokonoxAyame or NokonoxChidori? Umm... It should be a threesome. But Ayame and Chidori are best friends.. so it would be either all or nothing.
7. What would happen if Seven walked in on Two and Twelve having sex?
Chiako would absolutely murder Tokudame for having sex with anyone but her!
8. Make up a summary for a Three/Ten fic.
Chitose runs away from the Akaguroi Apartments and Mika goes after her. Only to find Chitose's best friend- Chidori! Will Mika find love in Chidori? Will she find Chitose? DUN DUN DUN.
9. Is there any such thing as One/Eight fluff?
*GIGGLE SNORT SNORT* Sorry- but ChitosexMichi? That's too funny. No waaaaaaaaaay. Well, nt s funny as MikaxMichi, though.
10. Suggest a title for a Seven/Twelve hurt/comfort fic.
{ChiakoxMaiyu} Bitches in Love.
11. What kind of plot would you use if you wanted Four to deflower One?
I don't think Sorako would ever want to deflower Chitose. But, I think it would be one of those Hurt/Comfort fics.
13. Does anyone on your friends list read Three het?
Yeah. A friend of mine's was based on Mika.
14. Does anyone on your friends list write or draw Eleven?
Me, I guess. But I don't count, do I?
15. What might Ten scream at a moment of great passion?
I'm not sure. Something along the lines of: Ooooooohhhh~.
16. If you wrote a song-fic about Eight, which song would you choose?
I actually did, kinda. I used "Don't cha" by the Pussycat Dolls {For Michi, anyways~}.
17. If you wrote a One/Six/Twelve fic, what would the warnings be?
Chitose/Ryoma/Maiyu. Let's see. Chitose/Ryoma use to go out and when they did, they made out alot, so I would put sexual content.
18. What might be a good pick-up line for Ten to use on Two?
Chidori on Tokudame? Um.. "Hey, you can peek at me whenever you want." lol.
19. When was the last time you read a fic about Five?
Never. That's sad. Nokono is the least valued character, too.
20: What is Six's super-secret kink?
Ryoma's secret kink would be a certain gay fanboy....
21. Would Eleven shag Nine? Drunk or sober?
No. Not unless VERY VERY drunk.
22. If Three and Seven get together, who tops?
MikaxChiako. Definately Chiako.
23. "(1) had been kidnapped by (7), who had been paid by (9) to do so. (4), in a furious rage, ran out to rescue the captured (1), while (11) and (12) eloped to Vegas. Meanwhile, (5) spent his time teaching (3) the Way Of The Slacker.
Chitose {1} had been kidnapped by Chiako {7} who had been paid by Ayame {9} to do so. Sorako {4}, in a furious rage, ran out to rescue Chitose{1}, while Meroko {11} and Maiyu {12} eloped to vegas. Meanwhile, Nokono {5} spent his time teaching Mika {3} the Way of the Slacker.
24. How would you feel if Seven/Eight was canon?
ChiakoxMichi? Canon? Haha funny. I wouldn't sit with it too well.
Oh, that quiz made my heart smile~!
Number your 12 favorite characters from any fandom and then answer the questions...
1}Chitose
2}Tokudame
3}Mika
4}Sorako
5}Nokono
6}Ryoma
7}Chiako
8}Michi
9}Ayame
10}Chidori
11}Meroko
12}Maiyu
1. Have you ever read a Six/Eleven fic? Do you want to?
No, I haven't. But I might want to. RyomaxMeroko would be an interesting couple!
2. Do you think Four is hot? How hot?
Sorako is okay, I guess... I'm not into girls, though.
3. What would happen if Twelve got Eight pregnant?
Maiyu get Michi pregnant? That would be funny. I would have to have it the other way. I think Michi doesn't like girls, he's more into guys.
4. Can you recall any fic(s) about Nine?
Ayame? Nope, she's a minor character and I wouldn't write a fic about her.
5. Would Two and Six make a good couple?
*Gigglesnortsnort* TokudamexRyoma? Hell yeah. Greatest Yaoi fic ever! Who would be on top? Ryoma would dominate mostly, but Tokudame has pride and he would actually fight Ryoma for the top position.
6. Five/Nine or Five/Ten? Why?
NokonoxAyame or NokonoxChidori? Umm... It should be a threesome. But Ayame and Chidori are best friends.. so it would be either all or nothing.
7. What would happen if Seven walked in on Two and Twelve having sex?
Chiako would absolutely murder Tokudame for having sex with anyone but her!
8. Make up a summary for a Three/Ten fic.
Chitose runs away from the Akaguroi Apartments and Mika goes after her. Only to find Chitose's best friend- Chidori! Will Mika find love in Chidori? Will she find Chitose? DUN DUN DUN.
9. Is there any such thing as One/Eight fluff?
*GIGGLE SNORT SNORT* Sorry- but ChitosexMichi? That's too funny. No waaaaaaaaaay. Well, nt s funny as MikaxMichi, though.
10. Suggest a title for a Seven/Twelve hurt/comfort fic.
{ChiakoxMaiyu} Bitches in Love.
11. What kind of plot would you use if you wanted Four to deflower One?
I don't think Sorako would ever want to deflower Chitose. But, I think it would be one of those Hurt/Comfort fics.
13. Does anyone on your friends list read Three het?
Yeah. A friend of mine's was based on Mika.
14. Does anyone on your friends list write or draw Eleven?
Me, I guess. But I don't count, do I?
15. What might Ten scream at a moment of great passion?
I'm not sure. Something along the lines of: Ooooooohhhh~.
16. If you wrote a song-fic about Eight, which song would you choose?
I actually did, kinda. I used "Don't cha" by the Pussycat Dolls {For Michi, anyways~}.
17. If you wrote a One/Six/Twelve fic, what would the warnings be?
Chitose/Ryoma/Maiyu. Let's see. Chitose/Ryoma use to go out and when they did, they made out alot, so I would put sexual content.
18. What might be a good pick-up line for Ten to use on Two?
Chidori on Tokudame? Um.. "Hey, you can peek at me whenever you want." lol.
19. When was the last time you read a fic about Five?
Never. That's sad. Nokono is the least valued character, too.
20: What is Six's super-secret kink?
Ryoma's secret kink would be a certain gay fanboy....
21. Would Eleven shag Nine? Drunk or sober?
No. Not unless VERY VERY drunk.
22. If Three and Seven get together, who tops?
MikaxChiako. Definately Chiako.
23. "(1) had been kidnapped by (7), who had been paid by (9) to do so. (4), in a furious rage, ran out to rescue the captured (1), while (11) and (12) eloped to Vegas. Meanwhile, (5) spent his time teaching (3) the Way Of The Slacker.
Chitose {1} had been kidnapped by Chiako {7} who had been paid by Ayame {9} to do so. Sorako {4}, in a furious rage, ran out to rescue Chitose{1}, while Meroko {11} and Maiyu {12} eloped to vegas. Meanwhile, Nokono {5} spent his time teaching Mika {3} the Way of the Slacker.
24. How would you feel if Seven/Eight was canon?
ChiakoxMichi? Canon? Haha funny. I wouldn't sit with it too well.
Oh, that quiz made my heart smile~!
Sunday, June 3, 2007
My first entry ^_^
Good evening~
I'm super bored and thing is with me and blogs/journals is that I never bother to update. Take my LJ for instance, haven't touched that in forever! And the one i recieved for Christmas from a friend of mine's, haven't touched that since Halloween. I should proabably stop alking about my past blog thingies... or my Blogspot will be sad.
Anyway, my dog Buddy went to the lake and was thrown off of the pier for the very frst time! Dad fell off, though. It was funny. I wasn't there. I was at the computer. Right here.
I spent my morning planning a new story. I haven't named it yet. I just came up with half of the plot. Yeah- half of the plot. Other half would be the conflict. Which isn't coming to me yet... I really would like to write it out soon, but I have so many stories I want to re- write and or finish that it'll take me all sumer and half of the school year to do...
Well, I should go. Mom should be making supper, but she isn't...
I'm super bored and thing is with me and blogs/journals is that I never bother to update. Take my LJ for instance, haven't touched that in forever! And the one i recieved for Christmas from a friend of mine's, haven't touched that since Halloween. I should proabably stop alking about my past blog thingies... or my Blogspot will be sad.
Anyway, my dog Buddy went to the lake and was thrown off of the pier for the very frst time! Dad fell off, though. It was funny. I wasn't there. I was at the computer. Right here.
I spent my morning planning a new story. I haven't named it yet. I just came up with half of the plot. Yeah- half of the plot. Other half would be the conflict. Which isn't coming to me yet... I really would like to write it out soon, but I have so many stories I want to re- write and or finish that it'll take me all sumer and half of the school year to do...
Well, I should go. Mom should be making supper, but she isn't...
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