Story Time?

What would you guys think if I start a story going on this or the other blog? It probably would be update at any, random and spontaneous pace, but it might be interesting.

So, if you think I should tell me, and if you have any ideas, I'll take those too.

Cuz I've got none.

Okay... I don't know what's up with me today. I keep hitting wrong keys, and I don't think any of that up there had much grammar.

And neither did that...

Cheerio, peeps.

When Children Play

Forgiven is the traitor,

pitied is the thief.

Broken is their heart,

bothered is their mind.

Hanged is the king,

gone are the governors.

Against us is the world,

despising us are the gods.

Gone are the days when we were free,

and now alone are we.

But still to come is the year,

when children will play

in the buildings,

broken from and freed.

I have no idea what it means, so don't ask me...

Weird stuff at school today. I'll talk more about it on Sunday, or something. I might get Infublo to post some time, give you a lesson in how to talk about boys in code. A code, I might add, that makes logical sense! And she made it up herself!!!!

SPRING BREAK!!!! It has now begun! On Wednesday I'm going to California, to visit family, but I think I'll still be able to post. Most likely on my other blog...

THERE IS A LINK ON THE SIDE BAR!!! I just posted on the other blog and NO ONE's commented yet! I am insulted!

What ev...

Yay for non-writer's block!

I'm gonna go write a book now. ;-)

Cheerio, peeps!

P.S. I'm writing a PLAY! Although, it's probably better to read it than act it, it would work. I'm writing it special so that the first people to read it will be my English teacher and my lit teacher, just cuz I want their input. Should be fun.

The Meaning of Love

Hate.

A four letter word.

Love.

A four letter word.

hatE.

lovE.

The letter E.

A single letter.

The fifth letter of the alphabet.

a, b, c, d, E.

What other letters could come first?

l, o, v...

h, a, t...

But then there are only three.

What comes VERY first?

I.

And what comes next?

y, o, u.

i, h,a,t,e, y,o,u

i, l,o,v,e, y,o,u

The meaning of hate.

The meaning of love.

Kind of weird poem. Different than a lot of what I've done before... Based off some weird stuff at "school" (Actually at the museum...) today and some songs. After everything I've seen happen to people I hang out with, all over love, I can truthfully say that, even with all the grief it brings, it would be nice to like someone. I just haven't found anyone yet...

Mostly the song it's based off of is There Was Another Time in My Life by Relient K

Love Relient K.

At the museum after the main exhibit we went to see the butterflies. FOUR of them landed on me!

We didn't have much actual school today, so yeah...

Cheerio, peeps.

?

Today was pretty normal, I guess. I dunno. I don't really know HOW to describe today. What ever.

In science we dissected tulips and peanuts. Yes, you read that right. Tulips and peanuts.
We're learning about adverbs in English and we made Kiva loans in social studies.
There wasn't really anything else intersting for a while...
I had my first cooking class. Yeah, I'm taking cooking this quarter.
Then in foreign language we had an Israeli dance lesson. It was weird. I didn't get it, and neither did Infublo(SHOCKER!). And then there was another part of the dance where you were supposed to high-five or something and she pretended to shoot me, like, twenty times! And it was in between pretending she was a bird...
Well, I am done with writer's block, for a long time! I have over 50 pages, and I'll finish chapter 7, start chapter 8, today!
Hooray!

Cheerio, peeps!

Garfield

Shakespeare and Garfield together! Hooray!

(Yes, I know I'm very late in posting this.)

Well, what ever. I'll try to post something interesting tomorrow.

Cheerio, peeps.

And who are you?

A bowl of empty,

a glass of full.

A box of nothing,

a bag of all.

A chair for no one,

a stool for them.

If I am no one,

then which one of them are you?

Well, this just turned out amazingly. I really like this one! And, yeah, it's another couplet one, although lately I have been doing quart-somethings... Lines of four!

Anyway, yeah, I like this one.

Lately I've been working on some interesting characters, Nithanda, Starr, and Leo. They're all from my current book, they're some of the stars. And all girls, even Leo.

Nothing much new. Tomorrow we get to talk with another author, on Skype, this time. Yay!

yeah, every year our English teacher gets an author to come to our school, so this is the SECOND one this year! We're talking to Rodman Philbrick.

Yeah, pretty much it.

Cheerio, peeps.

A Vampire

A glitter of white.

Sharp

fresh

cold.

A shimmer of night.

Black

dark

frozen.

Twelve.

The middle.

The center.

A line.

Circling.

Spiral.

Straight.

Curved.

A shimmer.

The shine.

The dark.

The light.

Darker...

darker...

darker...

Different.

Just in case anyone is wondering, when ever I write a poem, the title of it is always the post title.

And now, poetry commentary...

I KNOW it doesn't make any sense! And I KNOW the patterns of this one are off. I just kind of like it. But, really, don't ask.

I just felt like writing something off. And I just think this one works for the vampire change. My version, anyway.

And no, they don't sparkle.

My vampires:

YES-

drink blood, any kind.

garlic affects them.

Well, anyway...

Garlic works, they don't like it. Can eat and get energy from human food. But it tastes pretty nasty. Cold, hard. Can go out in sun, don't burn. DO NOT SPARKLE! Don't sleep. They point and laugh at crosses. Drink any kind of blood.

Pretty much it for now.

So not much happened at school today, but that's ok.

Cheerio, peeps!

P.S. SPRING!!!!!!!!!!! <3

P.P.S. I am now completely in love with Death Note. I read 2 and 3 in two days. Now I'm waiting for 4, 5, and 6 to get to the library.

P.P.P.S. I REALLY hope I got into the play! (It's a Shakespeare play, over the summer.)

Happy Pi Day!

Yum!

Pie is yummy. Although, to quote myself, specifically one of my characters, "Numbers make my head hurt!"

That's Vampier, in case you're wondering.

And I have no voice... This is the SECOND day now! So I'll probably stay home most of the day again. Hopefully I can still walk Lincoln, one of our neighbor's dogs. He so cute! And sweet, and funny. He's kind of like my cat in dog form, but friendly. To everyone. And always his owners.

My cat's not a people kitty.

:-(

So, ANYWAYS, back to the point of this post, yay for pie.

My mom and I'll probably get some later.

Cheerio, peeps!

Death Note

Graphic novel: n. (grAh-fic nahvel) the literary term for a comic book.

Well, that's my definition, anyway. So, I just recently started reading Death Note... And I LOVE it! I read the first one in about a day, or so. And then I put the next two on hold at the library. And immediately started reading the first one again.

I'm surprised. I never thought I'd like manga. No offense, Cranberry, or anyone else who likes manga, but I find a lot of the stories to be pretty stupid. But Death Note's really good!

Since I'm home sick today I just need to convince my parents to get them from the library, since they just came in.

Cheerio, peeps.

Lonesome

Standing in the fog

waiting...

waiting...

waiting.

For nothing?

For something.

The swirling mist,

the white of fog.

Coldly...

shimmering...

white.

Waiting...

waiting...

waiting.

Alone in the fog.

Just a little bored. While my parents were at conferences I was hanging out by myself and I went outside for a little while. It's been really foggy the last few days, and I have to say I love it. Fog is great.

So, I was hanging around by myself in the extremely quiet fog, and I had some good views and I just liked the peacefulness.

Alas! If only there was more fog to be had!

Although I guess people who drive wouldn't be very happy! (I don't need to worry about that for a few more years.)

Cheerio, peeps.

P.S. This was inspired a little bit by Stargirl, by Jerry Spinelli, which we're reading for lit. (Although I finished!) and Love, Stargirl, which I just finished reading.

They were both really good. Even though they were pretty sad, they had a nice bitter-sweetness. I really loved them, Stargirl especially!

Eeeeeewwwwwwww!

Crunchy, dried, dead bees. We had to glue them to sticks in science this morning.

It was absoloutly disgusting.

We're supposed to pollinate our plants with them. We're doing a unit on that stuff.

Anyway, tomorrow conferences start, so half-day tomorrow and no school on Thursday. Yay!

Pretty much it...

And now I need to go to bed.

Cheerio, peeps.