Hi...how ya doing?
good...you?
ya, same.....
Aren't these conversations boring? That's why this kind of conversation is not:
and i quote: " NEVER!!! Tiny Minions of DOOOMMMM!!! Attack!!! *EEE, HE HE HE, MWAHAHAHA, HEEEEEEEEYAH!!!*
"*poke with Tiny Spears of Doom!*
*bite with Tiny Mouths of Doom!*
*BOOM with Tiny Nukes of Doom!*"
""...*pouts* But...But...GaH!!! Why must my minions turn against me, WHY?! *sobs*""
...etc...
So, Instead of Amazing, Undefinable dances, that's basically what my week has been like, and is most likely going to be like...That's also why I haven't posted till now, because it's kind of hard to follow after that post.
Sorry about, A Love Story? it's been a little while, it's just, I haven't had enough experiences yet to keep writing. I think there will be plenty tomorrow or friday though, I'm kinda busy.
Thursday, I'm going to the Jazz game with my dad, bro and sis. He works as a sales rep for his insurance company, and has 4, pretty nice, season tickets to jazz games for "business". But whenever there is a free time, he can bring along his family :D. We are going to the Skybox like an hour or two beforehand, getting dinner, and playing a large amount of arcades :)
That should be fun.
And then on Friday, I'm basically not going to be at school. Well for like 2 and a half periods, but they're ones I need to go to. Me and my Biology class are going to the Body Worlds Exhibit, from 2nd period to 6th...boo yah......*one* of the people that *sort of* inspire me for my story, are in that class, so I should have some time, and emotions to write a good chapter or two after friday. Hopefully expect something on saturday.
And then after that, Hopefully (again) I will be going to see a movie...with friends...of all types ;)
City of Ember. Have you heard of it? probably have, I gave you a book review, if you read my previous posts...if not, go ahead, I'll wait........
Sounds pretty good right? well kinda, but I liked it enough I want to go see it. Apparently, it has some really nice actors, like bill murray, and Tom Hanks is a producer :) yay, Tom Hanks rules :) it should be pretty good.
With that as well, I should be in the perfect writing mood :) expect some great words coming to this blog, and being formed well.
Like I said, I have been busy this week, and that actually started tonight, or was tonight. I was supposed to go to the corn maze with my mutual group, but My 10th grade friend's Percussion Ensemble was playing tonight, the friend that we promised would come and see as many as we could. Naturally, I went to the concert.
It was pretty sweet, and after that, texting her, was where that conversation you read came from ;)
well, I rest my case...I am tired. especially after the play that me and my girlfriend did last night. We like to spend our time acting, through texting of course, of events that we just improv on the spot, quite a bit actually.
I have thumb injuries, but it was worth it :)
perhaps I shall tell you about one in the future...Until then,
aaabrigbrabirgbirigibiribfifibiribThat's all folks!
Wednesday, October 22, 2008
Saturday, October 18, 2008
...Dancing....
Is a wonderful thing.
It allows one to enjoy every aspect of life that there is to be enjoyed.
Happiness. Love. Friendship. Family. Even the occaisional pinch to the back as you dance with them.
Obviously, the Halloween Dance was tonight. I come back home, sitting at the computer, unable to stop beaming. It interferes with my typing, but in a good way, as it compels me to write faster, and get the emotions written down, to forever remember them.
It allows one to enjoy every aspect of life that there is to be enjoyed.
Happiness. Love. Friendship. Family. Even the occaisional pinch to the back as you dance with them.
Obviously, the Halloween Dance was tonight. I come back home, sitting at the computer, unable to stop beaming. It interferes with my typing, but in a good way, as it compels me to write faster, and get the emotions written down, to forever remember them.My flight suit that i was/am wearing is still beating, and pumping from the music. Both from the dj, and of my heart.
Besides being prematurely happy, as a toddler is around every good thing, I doubt I have ever been this truly happy in my entire life. No doubt at all is in or near my mind.
In fact, my mind is getting tired. It still dances with her, feels her hand against his, his eyes looking into hers, and hers into his. Their feet hurt, Their ears pound, but their hearts cant help but be drawn to dance.
The slow songs allow one another to feel each other, but to dance out loud and in public, allows everyone else to feel them. I learned how to swingdance, all while we swung danced. I have never done it before, like we just did. I remember a few classes that no one enjoyed where we were taught these things. I feared I would have to dig deep for that knowledge, but as she swung my hand, and spun around me, it came back, or at least something acceptable came back...But it didn't matter because we were dancing. It was a great feeling, not just dancing for each other, but for everyone else to see. During that song, if im not mistaken, not everyone was swing dancing, if any. We also had a large corner of the room to ourselves, everyone else was up at the stage. The stragglers hugging the corners though, especially some of her friends, were watching us apparently.
I wasn't paying attention.
I was doing my best to keep up with her, to swing with her beat, and tap to her rhythm. It was challenging, but we took it head on. It took a few tries to get the spinning just right, but as the last notes played, she spun away from me and I pulled her back tight, to everyones amusement. A few of them rushed us afterward, complimenting us. We thanked them, and waited for the next song, my arm holding her close.
There were other good slow dances, but that swingdance stood out to me, of course it would, because I could see my heart pumping its way out of my chest.
Many other feelings are inside my chest now, but I have not the wisdom nor the knowledge to interpret them. As I end with this, I say...
THAT WAS THE BEST NIGHT OF MY LIFE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Besides being prematurely happy, as a toddler is around every good thing, I doubt I have ever been this truly happy in my entire life. No doubt at all is in or near my mind.
In fact, my mind is getting tired. It still dances with her, feels her hand against his, his eyes looking into hers, and hers into his. Their feet hurt, Their ears pound, but their hearts cant help but be drawn to dance.
The slow songs allow one another to feel each other, but to dance out loud and in public, allows everyone else to feel them. I learned how to swingdance, all while we swung danced. I have never done it before, like we just did. I remember a few classes that no one enjoyed where we were taught these things. I feared I would have to dig deep for that knowledge, but as she swung my hand, and spun around me, it came back, or at least something acceptable came back...But it didn't matter because we were dancing. It was a great feeling, not just dancing for each other, but for everyone else to see. During that song, if im not mistaken, not everyone was swing dancing, if any. We also had a large corner of the room to ourselves, everyone else was up at the stage. The stragglers hugging the corners though, especially some of her friends, were watching us apparently.
I wasn't paying attention.
I was doing my best to keep up with her, to swing with her beat, and tap to her rhythm. It was challenging, but we took it head on. It took a few tries to get the spinning just right, but as the last notes played, she spun away from me and I pulled her back tight, to everyones amusement. A few of them rushed us afterward, complimenting us. We thanked them, and waited for the next song, my arm holding her close.
There were other good slow dances, but that swingdance stood out to me, of course it would, because I could see my heart pumping its way out of my chest.
Many other feelings are inside my chest now, but I have not the wisdom nor the knowledge to interpret them. As I end with this, I say...
THAT WAS THE BEST NIGHT OF MY LIFE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Friday, October 17, 2008
Texting
I think I'm in trouble.
Lemme review my texting records this month.
3856 sent AND received text messages....I totally rule. I dare you to beat that.
1870 sent messages and 1986 received messages.
Hooray for unlimited texting :)
Since some were to connor, and sorta random and crazy, i would guess 200 of those didn't really count....although the rest were with her. Totally worth it :) every text.
My dad showed that as everyone was in the room...I don't mind though, I take it as an award ;)
Basically our texts have been quite a bit of small talk actually, every day though, so obviously (see above) it adds up. All of the rest of it, mostly late at night, were the good stuff.
We're both quite random, crazy, and smart, and 60A05570 so that's why i have 3856 texts
We always have something to talk about, or come up with something really quickly.
However, that's all i will tell you. You're just gonna have to wait for tomorrow night ;) the costume dance....I can't wait. I hope you can't. The suspense is killing me. ;)
Lemme review my texting records this month.
3856 sent AND received text messages....I totally rule. I dare you to beat that.
1870 sent messages and 1986 received messages.
Hooray for unlimited texting :)
Since some were to connor, and sorta random and crazy, i would guess 200 of those didn't really count....although the rest were with her. Totally worth it :) every text.
My dad showed that as everyone was in the room...I don't mind though, I take it as an award ;)
Basically our texts have been quite a bit of small talk actually, every day though, so obviously (see above) it adds up. All of the rest of it, mostly late at night, were the good stuff.
We're both quite random, crazy, and smart, and 60A05570 so that's why i have 3856 texts
We always have something to talk about, or come up with something really quickly.
However, that's all i will tell you. You're just gonna have to wait for tomorrow night ;) the costume dance....I can't wait. I hope you can't. The suspense is killing me. ;)
Thursday, October 16, 2008
A love story? chpt 2
I know i just wrote on this like an hour ago, but since i have been talking to her and listening to her story, I continued mine. Here's the second chapter:
Robert fell hard onto his seat, oblivious to everyone around him. He was busy, planning how he could spend as much time with this girl as possible.
I can’t be a stalker, that won’t help at all. I need to figure out her classes, learn her friends, but most importantly, find out about HER. What’s her personality, her favorite games, hobbies, just get to know her…oops that is a stalker. He shrugged, deciding he should keep that to himself.
Oh! As soon as I figure out her classes, I should change a few of mine, but she might be in a few of my classes already, and if I suddenly switch into all of her classes, that’ll be obvious…I think 2 or 3 classes should be good…or four, silently beaming…and then feeling it fade as it dawned on him that he really was a stalker. He pushed it from his mind, continuing his thoughts.
Anyone who was watching him, which was still most of the class, would have seen him in deep concentration, staring at a very interesting spot on the floor. His smooth poker face was occasionally betrayed by slight bursts of emotion. First, he would come up with a great idea and start beaming, very silent and secretly though. A few seconds later, however, he would find a problem and seek an answer in his head.
This kind of behavior was very unlike Robert, and that’s why most people kept nervously glancing his way. Some were whispering about him, he could hear, but his ears weren’t responding.
He had to figure this out.
Alicia was among those nervously glancing his way, her especially. What he didn’t realize was that many of those whispers were directed to her too.
Why her?
She kept coming back to that question, but eventually her resolve moved her to push it out of her mind. If she kept it up, she would never be able to concentrate on her studies.
Mrs. Veera just started calling roll.
“Paul?” Mrs. Veera started.
“Here.”
“Richard?”
“Here.”
“Robert?...Robert!”
He barely woke up from his second trance in that class to hear his name.
“Oh! Uh…here.”
“Elizabeth?”
Mmmm, I hope not. That isn’t as nice.
He got lucky though. Another girl, somewhere behind him, answered.
“Alicia?”
“Here.”
That was her.
“How are you? Ready for another year?”
“Yes, ma’am.”
Robert was jolted back to attention. He recognized that voice, even though it was the first time he’d heard it.
He slowly diverted his eyes from his spot on the floor, and stole a glance at her...Alicia…I like it. It suits her well.
She caught him staring again though, and using her eyes, told him ‘what are you doing!?’ Embarrassed at being caught so easily, he returned to his spot on the floor. Mrs. Veera, apparently done with the roll, began her speech.
“Welcome to Symphonic Band! Let’s hope this year will be as fun as last, or even better! For the first few weeks we won’t be playing instruments, but instead be doing worksheets!”
Many grunts and groans were heard from most of the kids. A few though, simply shrugged, not knowing what to expect. Even fewer though, some grinned, happy to do any work.
Robert was among the groaning. Alicia was one of the grinning.
He realized what his best strategy was right there. He’s gonna have to start liking band.
Alicia was disappointed that they weren’t playing instruments yet, She was itching for a melody at the violin. She was content with worksheets though. There was still a chance to play music, if only on paper.
That boy…Robert?...was still floating around her. It was discomforting, and she wished him gone from her mind. It worked, for now.
The rest of the class was quite boring to anyone except Robert. Simply put, he had something to do. He furiously worked on the worksheets, doing his best to get the answers right. He was worried that a few of his friends might mock him for actually a band geek now, but every time he glanced up, he was reassured.
It was worth it.
Robert fell hard onto his seat, oblivious to everyone around him. He was busy, planning how he could spend as much time with this girl as possible.
I can’t be a stalker, that won’t help at all. I need to figure out her classes, learn her friends, but most importantly, find out about HER. What’s her personality, her favorite games, hobbies, just get to know her…oops that is a stalker. He shrugged, deciding he should keep that to himself.
Oh! As soon as I figure out her classes, I should change a few of mine, but she might be in a few of my classes already, and if I suddenly switch into all of her classes, that’ll be obvious…I think 2 or 3 classes should be good…or four, silently beaming…and then feeling it fade as it dawned on him that he really was a stalker. He pushed it from his mind, continuing his thoughts.
Anyone who was watching him, which was still most of the class, would have seen him in deep concentration, staring at a very interesting spot on the floor. His smooth poker face was occasionally betrayed by slight bursts of emotion. First, he would come up with a great idea and start beaming, very silent and secretly though. A few seconds later, however, he would find a problem and seek an answer in his head.
This kind of behavior was very unlike Robert, and that’s why most people kept nervously glancing his way. Some were whispering about him, he could hear, but his ears weren’t responding.
He had to figure this out.
Alicia was among those nervously glancing his way, her especially. What he didn’t realize was that many of those whispers were directed to her too.
Why her?
She kept coming back to that question, but eventually her resolve moved her to push it out of her mind. If she kept it up, she would never be able to concentrate on her studies.
Mrs. Veera just started calling roll.
“Paul?” Mrs. Veera started.
“Here.”
“Richard?”
“Here.”
“Robert?...Robert!”
He barely woke up from his second trance in that class to hear his name.
“Oh! Uh…here.”
“Elizabeth?”
Mmmm, I hope not. That isn’t as nice.
He got lucky though. Another girl, somewhere behind him, answered.
“Alicia?”
“Here.”
That was her.
“How are you? Ready for another year?”
“Yes, ma’am.”
Robert was jolted back to attention. He recognized that voice, even though it was the first time he’d heard it.
He slowly diverted his eyes from his spot on the floor, and stole a glance at her...Alicia…I like it. It suits her well.
She caught him staring again though, and using her eyes, told him ‘what are you doing!?’ Embarrassed at being caught so easily, he returned to his spot on the floor. Mrs. Veera, apparently done with the roll, began her speech.
“Welcome to Symphonic Band! Let’s hope this year will be as fun as last, or even better! For the first few weeks we won’t be playing instruments, but instead be doing worksheets!”
Many grunts and groans were heard from most of the kids. A few though, simply shrugged, not knowing what to expect. Even fewer though, some grinned, happy to do any work.
Robert was among the groaning. Alicia was one of the grinning.
He realized what his best strategy was right there. He’s gonna have to start liking band.
Alicia was disappointed that they weren’t playing instruments yet, She was itching for a melody at the violin. She was content with worksheets though. There was still a chance to play music, if only on paper.
That boy…Robert?...was still floating around her. It was discomforting, and she wished him gone from her mind. It worked, for now.
The rest of the class was quite boring to anyone except Robert. Simply put, he had something to do. He furiously worked on the worksheets, doing his best to get the answers right. He was worried that a few of his friends might mock him for actually a band geek now, but every time he glanced up, he was reassured.
It was worth it.
MY FEET HURT!
I hate fundraisers...well I love them...but I hate them...because I love them.
It was for scouts today, so i liked it because we were working for scout camp. $200 per boy is a lot with all of the boys we have.
We sprayed out and cleaned the trash cans for our neighborhood. It wasn't THAT bad actually, but 5 hours of work is. First, using someone's trailer, we went around to the neighborhoods and picked up the trash cans of the people that payed for the cleaning. Once we got the cans we took them back to the parking lot behind the church, and powerwashed them down...ewww.
I've heard of knowing the person by going through their garbage cans...it just took a whole new turn for me.
when every third trash can is coated with 5 inches of pure, nasty, twice recycled grass+diapers+bananas+....I think there was a soaked, bloated orange that almost made one of the boys double over ^^, but with all of that junk that flows around your feet, and coats your nose...................you miss your gf.
seriously, I felt bad for leaving her, for even that long...and all she had was her annoying brother not paying attention to her, and watching football ^^
I haven't been writing that much this week, till now, simply because there wasn't that much to write about. But right now, I'm in Park city! typing on a labtop connected to my...well to someone ;)
The best part about this is that it's thursday and i didn't have school today or tomorrow. Isn't that a great feeling? I'm going to play some golf tomorrow...for free! do you know how much it costs to play at park city? and how hard it is to get good FREE STUFF?!
Hopefully I will also get to play some tennis while i'm here but it's not as likely.
So I'm just gonna be here from now till saturday...and i can't wait! I get to dance with her ^^ :)
or even just be with her ;)
It's an lds costume party so i can't wait to see what I find. I'm going as a pilot! I already have a flight suit too, I'd put a picture up but i took it on my phone so...she's going as a...well she's not sure yet, but it won't matter so as long as she is there and i am there :)
tell you about it then.
It was for scouts today, so i liked it because we were working for scout camp. $200 per boy is a lot with all of the boys we have.
We sprayed out and cleaned the trash cans for our neighborhood. It wasn't THAT bad actually, but 5 hours of work is. First, using someone's trailer, we went around to the neighborhoods and picked up the trash cans of the people that payed for the cleaning. Once we got the cans we took them back to the parking lot behind the church, and powerwashed them down...ewww.
I've heard of knowing the person by going through their garbage cans...it just took a whole new turn for me.
when every third trash can is coated with 5 inches of pure, nasty, twice recycled grass+diapers+bananas+....I think there was a soaked, bloated orange that almost made one of the boys double over ^^, but with all of that junk that flows around your feet, and coats your nose...................you miss your gf.
seriously, I felt bad for leaving her, for even that long...and all she had was her annoying brother not paying attention to her, and watching football ^^
I haven't been writing that much this week, till now, simply because there wasn't that much to write about. But right now, I'm in Park city! typing on a labtop connected to my...well to someone ;)
The best part about this is that it's thursday and i didn't have school today or tomorrow. Isn't that a great feeling? I'm going to play some golf tomorrow...for free! do you know how much it costs to play at park city? and how hard it is to get good FREE STUFF?!
Hopefully I will also get to play some tennis while i'm here but it's not as likely.
So I'm just gonna be here from now till saturday...and i can't wait! I get to dance with her ^^ :)
or even just be with her ;)
It's an lds costume party so i can't wait to see what I find. I'm going as a pilot! I already have a flight suit too, I'd put a picture up but i took it on my phone so...she's going as a...well she's not sure yet, but it won't matter so as long as she is there and i am there :)
tell you about it then.
Monday, October 13, 2008
MP3
MWAHAHA!!! finally! that took a while. If you didn't notice, i got my mp3 playlist working. Finding the Queen, Inxs plus all of my other favorites wasn't hard. but then it told me to copy and paste this code to your blog.
Owwie.
The code was like ultra-super-computer-nerd-speak...eep
But with a little help from friends, i got it to work, HOWEVER I found a serious flaw
ALL BLOG/PLAYLIST USERS READ THIS:
if you don't change your #'s in customize, you won't be able to see the scroll bar for your playlist, making it very hard to actually hear the music.
The #'s are hard to find, but they are things like width: 435 and heigth: 300. There are more lower, and you want to mess around with the width in order to get it right. It sorta messes up how you can see each song, but is worth it for the fact that you can actually HEAR each song. That was bugging the crap out of me. period.
Owwie.
The code was like ultra-super-computer-nerd-speak...eep
But with a little help from friends, i got it to work, HOWEVER I found a serious flaw
ALL BLOG/PLAYLIST USERS READ THIS:
if you don't change your #'s in customize, you won't be able to see the scroll bar for your playlist, making it very hard to actually hear the music.
The #'s are hard to find, but they are things like width: 435 and heigth: 300. There are more lower, and you want to mess around with the width in order to get it right. It sorta messes up how you can see each song, but is worth it for the fact that you can actually HEAR each song. That was bugging the crap out of me. period.
Saturday, October 11, 2008
Seminary!
Or more accurately, seminary COUNCIL meeting. It was earlier today. Like morning. .......at 8.....uggghhhh.....actually, it was really fun! as soon as I got there, we had a massive breakfast waiting for us:fruits, bread/toast, donuts, even some bagels....yummy. Although i think i ate too many fruits... Otherwise, it was pretty fun. While we ate our MASSIVE breakfast, we discussed many different topics of seminary such as how we can better the atmosphere of the holy ghost,
read more, include more people etc. It was 3 hours though, and i missed my gf while i was there...oops, did i say that?
So, how did you like my story? pretty good huh? don't blame me for anything i wrote, because i simply let my hand write on thursday night. I had nothing to do with it. That's right. nothing at all.......
In the first blog i spoke about the two books i read for book readers club, but there were also 5 other books i said that i would expand upon later. Later is now.
The first book i read, before school started by the way, was evil genius. I was trying to save it for school so that i could walk around, reading evil genius ;) It was actually a pretty good book, if it got a little confusing at times. It was about a computer prodigy(i was hooked instantly) and his *normal* life. pffff, ya right. He has been a foster child to one of the worst marriages ever, but he didn't care because they were always gone on trips. When he was six, and had already hacked into many nationly recognized computer systems, his *parents* took him to a psychiatrist. The idea was the psychiatrist would demote the use of computers for Cadel. It was just the opposite.
He happened to be a very good friend of Cadel's real father, who was in jail. After they utilized his talents for years, taking him all over from school to school, cadel was enrolled in a different school, one made by his father. This school was NOT normal however. Some of the classes were lying, coping skills, computer hacking(cadel's favorite), pure evil, Disguise etc. This is the story of his life as a prodigy and what happened to him. overall a worthwile read.
Another book i read was Artemis Fowl:The Time Paradox. I believe it is the 5th or 6th book in the series Artemis Fowl and was very satisfying. Artemis figures out that his mother has become very ill. and the only cure was a rare species of monkey, found only in south america....One he himself sold and killed to extinction. no, no, he didn't get his hands dirty, but he did pass the money between those hands. Artemis, getting help from a demon from the previous book, must go back in time with Holly, and find himself before he auctions off the monkey. As a sixth book in the series, it had a lot of pressure, but I would say that it did very well. It really shows how far Artemis has come from the first book, and brings artemis and holly ever closer.
Those were the books i read just before and during the beginning of school though. The next few were ones i read after. The City of Ember was one of those books, and i really enjoyed it. Did you know it's being made into a movie? I plan to go with friends and other select people...It was about a civilization of humans living underground. The school children are taught that there was never a world before. They have always lived in Ember, and that's all that they need to know. Ember is powered by a massive generator that keeps all of the lights on. without them, it would be complete, total darkness. The people of ember are taught how to fix things, and keep them going, but not a single one of them knows how or why they work just that they do. it is now 200 years after Ember was created and the generator is failing. They need to escape ember, and they find out how. a map was found by one of the main charactors, in a specifically created box meant to open 200 years after it was closed. so now they have to escape. A very great book
There are two more, the second book of ember, and another book i wholeheartedly enjoyed, the hunger games. It is late and i need to sleep....thank you, and good night.
read more, include more people etc. It was 3 hours though, and i missed my gf while i was there...oops, did i say that?
So, how did you like my story? pretty good huh? don't blame me for anything i wrote, because i simply let my hand write on thursday night. I had nothing to do with it. That's right. nothing at all.......
In the first blog i spoke about the two books i read for book readers club, but there were also 5 other books i said that i would expand upon later. Later is now.
The first book i read, before school started by the way, was evil genius. I was trying to save it for school so that i could walk around, reading evil genius ;) It was actually a pretty good book, if it got a little confusing at times. It was about a computer prodigy(i was hooked instantly) and his *normal* life. pffff, ya right. He has been a foster child to one of the worst marriages ever, but he didn't care because they were always gone on trips. When he was six, and had already hacked into many nationly recognized computer systems, his *parents* took him to a psychiatrist. The idea was the psychiatrist would demote the use of computers for Cadel. It was just the opposite.
He happened to be a very good friend of Cadel's real father, who was in jail. After they utilized his talents for years, taking him all over from school to school, cadel was enrolled in a different school, one made by his father. This school was NOT normal however. Some of the classes were lying, coping skills, computer hacking(cadel's favorite), pure evil, Disguise etc. This is the story of his life as a prodigy and what happened to him. overall a worthwile read.
Another book i read was Artemis Fowl:The Time Paradox. I believe it is the 5th or 6th book in the series Artemis Fowl and was very satisfying. Artemis figures out that his mother has become very ill. and the only cure was a rare species of monkey, found only in south america....One he himself sold and killed to extinction. no, no, he didn't get his hands dirty, but he did pass the money between those hands. Artemis, getting help from a demon from the previous book, must go back in time with Holly, and find himself before he auctions off the monkey. As a sixth book in the series, it had a lot of pressure, but I would say that it did very well. It really shows how far Artemis has come from the first book, and brings artemis and holly ever closer.
Those were the books i read just before and during the beginning of school though. The next few were ones i read after. The City of Ember was one of those books, and i really enjoyed it. Did you know it's being made into a movie? I plan to go with friends and other select people...It was about a civilization of humans living underground. The school children are taught that there was never a world before. They have always lived in Ember, and that's all that they need to know. Ember is powered by a massive generator that keeps all of the lights on. without them, it would be complete, total darkness. The people of ember are taught how to fix things, and keep them going, but not a single one of them knows how or why they work just that they do. it is now 200 years after Ember was created and the generator is failing. They need to escape ember, and they find out how. a map was found by one of the main charactors, in a specifically created box meant to open 200 years after it was closed. so now they have to escape. A very great book
There are two more, the second book of ember, and another book i wholeheartedly enjoyed, the hunger games. It is late and i need to sleep....thank you, and good night.
Friday, October 10, 2008
A Love story?
I think that'll be the name of the new story I've been writing.
Tell me how you like it so far!
I never wanted to take band. I didn’t even want anything to do with making music. Now, I’m not saying I don’t want to listen to music. I love hip-hop, pop, rock, you know, the works.
One thing I knew I wanted though was to NOT be a band geek. I still remember my “debate” with my mom. Neither side giving in, letting words fly, emotions running rampant, fists and legs pumping from exertion. The daily stuff.
As I dreaded my seventh period of junior high school, begging for school to suddenly end early, I couldn’t help but imagine what lay behind the band door. The old, rusty tubas, squeaky chairs, what nots, and who cares. Oh, the teacher too.
But even worse was who was going to be waiting behind that door. No….NO…please, don’t let me see it….. AGGGGHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!
NERDS!!!BRACES, GLASSES, RUNNING NOSES, HIGH-PITCHED VOICES, WHINING, FRAIL, TINY BODIES, ADD!!!!!!!!
Oh, somebody, HELP ME PLEASE!!!
The door opens.
I wonder what kind of music we will get to play this year? Beethoven? Bach? Mozart? Oh I hope it’s classical! The beat-pop, hip-hop, rap is just plain nasty. There’s no soul, no real MUSIC in them. Just a bad beat, and worse lyrics…
(knock, knock, knock)
“Mrs. Veera? Mrs. Veera, are you there?”
Some shuffling can be heard behind the office door. A crooked handle is lifted, and an elderly woman of 50 or 60 steps out to the girl, with a cheery attitude of that, one your grandmother wears all the time. Even still, the wrinkles and frown lines are clearly visible on her face. But, as all grandmothers must, she puts on a smile and addresses the developing teenager.
“Yes dear?” she asks.
“Um, I was wondering what kind of music we will be playing this year?” she queried.
“Oh, just wait. I’ll tell you when class starts, along with everybody else. Speaking of everyone else, I believe everyone is here except for one boy, where is he? The bell will ring any second now…”
I wasn’t disappointed.
It was just nerds…everywhere.
Glasses polished. Noses blown. Coughs stifled. Rackets quieted.
Not even the girls did well. I thought I spotted a catch or two, but as they turned, their acne-ridden faces begged me to turn away.
That boy just walked in. Medium height. Brown hair, shiny on his head. Wore clothes like he didn’t care. Nothing much really. A hint or a spark here and there. Nothing to rouse a girl’s attention.
The bell started ringing.
RIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIINNNNNNGGGGGGGGGGGGGG
……………………………………Ding.
I’m not sure if anyone’s listening, but God, if your up there, thank you. You sent me an angel.
Physically speaking, she wasn’t ALL THAT. She was developing, obviously, but she still had it going for her in all directions.
No acne. No frizzy, poofy, unattractive hair. Hers was dark brown, straight, down to her shoulders, like velvet curtains drawn open to reveal something spectacular inside. She was wearing a blouse and a skirt, displaying her features well. She didn’t have much body fat, if any, but she did have…lady curves. You know, the ones that attract the guys? She wore flat-heeled shoes, but judging by her posture, he could tell she would be just as steady with high-heels and a dress. If she wore much makeup, he couldn’t tell. She did wear some though: he could see her lips sparkle, and her cheeks had a glossy sheen.
Their eyes locked for a moment, revealing her startlingly blue eyes. This held for only a moment, but it seemed like forever. He could gaze into those eyes until time stood still…he could even see-
He was awakened from his dreams by a large crash near his foot. It was hard to tear his eyes away, but as he looked down, he was yanked brutally back to reality.
He had dropped his books.
He heard all the voices, saw all the people, suddenly, as if a whip had cracked in front of him, turning his senses back on. As he bent down to seize his books from the floor, he could fell their pressing stares baring down on him. Why did this kid just walk in, look around, and then stare at some girl and drop his books?……unless…….
No, no, I don’t want to think about that. I have more pressing matters to attend to, like getting to my seat. Then I shall be free to ponder of her…….
Did I have something on my face? She kept feeling her teeth, and hair when he started picking up his books. It was obvious he saw something on her. There was a mirror next to her to look at but she had no need.
She wasn’t dumb.
He was obviously staring AT HER, she could tell during their moment’s connection. But it was like a broken vacuum being plugged into the wall. Electricity could be seen flowing into the cord, but the vacuum wasn’t doing anything….She too, started staring at him as he walked off, trying to divert their gaze at him, but she didn’t understand why….
Was that really what I thought it was? Could she have actually been that… Cute? Someone who is sexy gets noticed, but then forgotten. And beautiful was a little too strong a word for a five second meeting.
As he brooded more and more about her, he oculdn’t help but realize how he knew who she was, is.
She was his first crush.
He had a problem though…
He didn’t even know this girl’s name.
It's just the first chapter so....and my first story in a long time
I hope for a great book at the end!
Tell me how you like it so far!
I never wanted to take band. I didn’t even want anything to do with making music. Now, I’m not saying I don’t want to listen to music. I love hip-hop, pop, rock, you know, the works.
One thing I knew I wanted though was to NOT be a band geek. I still remember my “debate” with my mom. Neither side giving in, letting words fly, emotions running rampant, fists and legs pumping from exertion. The daily stuff.
As I dreaded my seventh period of junior high school, begging for school to suddenly end early, I couldn’t help but imagine what lay behind the band door. The old, rusty tubas, squeaky chairs, what nots, and who cares. Oh, the teacher too.
But even worse was who was going to be waiting behind that door. No….NO…please, don’t let me see it….. AGGGGHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!
NERDS!!!BRACES, GLASSES, RUNNING NOSES, HIGH-PITCHED VOICES, WHINING, FRAIL, TINY BODIES, ADD!!!!!!!!
Oh, somebody, HELP ME PLEASE!!!
The door opens.
I wonder what kind of music we will get to play this year? Beethoven? Bach? Mozart? Oh I hope it’s classical! The beat-pop, hip-hop, rap is just plain nasty. There’s no soul, no real MUSIC in them. Just a bad beat, and worse lyrics…
(knock, knock, knock)
“Mrs. Veera? Mrs. Veera, are you there?”
Some shuffling can be heard behind the office door. A crooked handle is lifted, and an elderly woman of 50 or 60 steps out to the girl, with a cheery attitude of that, one your grandmother wears all the time. Even still, the wrinkles and frown lines are clearly visible on her face. But, as all grandmothers must, she puts on a smile and addresses the developing teenager.
“Yes dear?” she asks.
“Um, I was wondering what kind of music we will be playing this year?” she queried.
“Oh, just wait. I’ll tell you when class starts, along with everybody else. Speaking of everyone else, I believe everyone is here except for one boy, where is he? The bell will ring any second now…”
I wasn’t disappointed.
It was just nerds…everywhere.
Glasses polished. Noses blown. Coughs stifled. Rackets quieted.
Not even the girls did well. I thought I spotted a catch or two, but as they turned, their acne-ridden faces begged me to turn away.
That boy just walked in. Medium height. Brown hair, shiny on his head. Wore clothes like he didn’t care. Nothing much really. A hint or a spark here and there. Nothing to rouse a girl’s attention.
The bell started ringing.
RIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIINNNNNNGGGGGGGGGGGGGG
……………………………………Ding.
I’m not sure if anyone’s listening, but God, if your up there, thank you. You sent me an angel.
Physically speaking, she wasn’t ALL THAT. She was developing, obviously, but she still had it going for her in all directions.
No acne. No frizzy, poofy, unattractive hair. Hers was dark brown, straight, down to her shoulders, like velvet curtains drawn open to reveal something spectacular inside. She was wearing a blouse and a skirt, displaying her features well. She didn’t have much body fat, if any, but she did have…lady curves. You know, the ones that attract the guys? She wore flat-heeled shoes, but judging by her posture, he could tell she would be just as steady with high-heels and a dress. If she wore much makeup, he couldn’t tell. She did wear some though: he could see her lips sparkle, and her cheeks had a glossy sheen.
Their eyes locked for a moment, revealing her startlingly blue eyes. This held for only a moment, but it seemed like forever. He could gaze into those eyes until time stood still…he could even see-
He was awakened from his dreams by a large crash near his foot. It was hard to tear his eyes away, but as he looked down, he was yanked brutally back to reality.
He had dropped his books.
He heard all the voices, saw all the people, suddenly, as if a whip had cracked in front of him, turning his senses back on. As he bent down to seize his books from the floor, he could fell their pressing stares baring down on him. Why did this kid just walk in, look around, and then stare at some girl and drop his books?……unless…….
No, no, I don’t want to think about that. I have more pressing matters to attend to, like getting to my seat. Then I shall be free to ponder of her…….
Did I have something on my face? She kept feeling her teeth, and hair when he started picking up his books. It was obvious he saw something on her. There was a mirror next to her to look at but she had no need.
She wasn’t dumb.
He was obviously staring AT HER, she could tell during their moment’s connection. But it was like a broken vacuum being plugged into the wall. Electricity could be seen flowing into the cord, but the vacuum wasn’t doing anything….She too, started staring at him as he walked off, trying to divert their gaze at him, but she didn’t understand why….
Was that really what I thought it was? Could she have actually been that… Cute? Someone who is sexy gets noticed, but then forgotten. And beautiful was a little too strong a word for a five second meeting.
As he brooded more and more about her, he oculdn’t help but realize how he knew who she was, is.
She was his first crush.
He had a problem though…
He didn’t even know this girl’s name.
It's just the first chapter so....and my first story in a long time
I hope for a great book at the end!
Welcome!
Welcome! Bienvenidos! Bienvenue!
Si, I speak english, espanol, and just a wee bit of french. (basically the same thing...)
Of course, I do not limit myself to recognized languages but also to
dco 20a010 c110780175 as well ;)
Sooooo, this will be my first blog. Don't blame me if it isn't up to par to some others out there...I don't expect many people to follow this at all besides friends, family, and dc0 7950c65095104.
I AM A GENIUS/NERD/GEEK!!!!!!! and proud of it.
I just felt the need to spit that out now. Yo debo preferir if anyone who reads this to call me a genius rather than the other two....simply because i am. period.
Hooray for writing stories! I used to write tons of stories before junior high but now....i kinda lost track. I'm finally starting to write some again though! and no. at least not until it's finished, I'm not going to post it here for people to read......actually.....that's not a bad idea.
I could post it here and just let anyone who reads this, read it for me!
I need to figure out a few more functions first-new blogger, remember?\
Anybody read a lot here?...well everyone who is reading this i guess....
Anyways, the Early Bird Reader's Book Club was today! fun fun fun, yum yum yum. It sounds really nerdy, i know, but it's a lot better than that.
It's happens 4 times a year, and today was the first meeting. At the beginning of the year and after every meeting, they post a list of new books. You have to sign up for and read at least one of them to participate in the book club, but you can read as many as you can really....
So I read two books, The Chaos Code, and Brisingr
Brisingr was great! i was surprised how many people read Eragon(including non readers) and how few read Brisingr. I think that it was because eldest was a sort of let-down if you weren't a faithful reader. For most of the story, Eragon was depressed and in a dark mood because of the scar on his back from his fight with Durza in the first book. As soon as you get past that part though, it is a great story, and leads up Brisingr well. Anyone who likes books, I would recommend Brisingr to.
I read Chaos Code a little while ago, like the beginning of the year. I really liked that one too. It got me hooked on the characters, and the fantasy storyline very quickly. It's only problem was that it was a single book. It didn't have enough time to get me loving it. Otherwise a good read.
Those were the only books from the Reader's Club that I read but I read 5 other books not including those from the start of school.
Sadly i'm running out of time so...
MERRY CHRISTMAS
Smart Alex
(he he he)
Si, I speak english, espanol, and just a wee bit of french. (basically the same thing...)
Of course, I do not limit myself to recognized languages but also to
dco 20a010 c110780175 as well ;)
Sooooo, this will be my first blog. Don't blame me if it isn't up to par to some others out there...I don't expect many people to follow this at all besides friends, family, and dc0 7950c65095104.
I AM A GENIUS/NERD/GEEK!!!!!!! and proud of it.
I just felt the need to spit that out now. Yo debo preferir if anyone who reads this to call me a genius rather than the other two....simply because i am. period.
Hooray for writing stories! I used to write tons of stories before junior high but now....i kinda lost track. I'm finally starting to write some again though! and no. at least not until it's finished, I'm not going to post it here for people to read......actually.....that's not a bad idea.
I could post it here and just let anyone who reads this, read it for me!
I need to figure out a few more functions first-new blogger, remember?\
Anybody read a lot here?...well everyone who is reading this i guess....
Anyways, the Early Bird Reader's Book Club was today! fun fun fun, yum yum yum. It sounds really nerdy, i know, but it's a lot better than that.
It's happens 4 times a year, and today was the first meeting. At the beginning of the year and after every meeting, they post a list of new books. You have to sign up for and read at least one of them to participate in the book club, but you can read as many as you can really....
So I read two books, The Chaos Code, and Brisingr
Brisingr was great! i was surprised how many people read Eragon(including non readers) and how few read Brisingr. I think that it was because eldest was a sort of let-down if you weren't a faithful reader. For most of the story, Eragon was depressed and in a dark mood because of the scar on his back from his fight with Durza in the first book. As soon as you get past that part though, it is a great story, and leads up Brisingr well. Anyone who likes books, I would recommend Brisingr to.
I read Chaos Code a little while ago, like the beginning of the year. I really liked that one too. It got me hooked on the characters, and the fantasy storyline very quickly. It's only problem was that it was a single book. It didn't have enough time to get me loving it. Otherwise a good read.
Those were the only books from the Reader's Club that I read but I read 5 other books not including those from the start of school.
Sadly i'm running out of time so...
MERRY CHRISTMAS
Smart Alex
(he he he)
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