yup.And I’m on my mum’s kindle, writing. Noah got confirmed and there was a reception after and I had five cupcakes, so I’m kinda having a hrd time getting to sleep. Noah chose the name Michael. I should really get some sleep. what’s tomorrow? tiersday. nothing big. 12:33 now. good night. or is it good morning?
Just dance ( and grandparents)
Just dance. That’s all my little sisters have been doing. In fact, they’re doing it right now. Party rock anthem. Now I’m not saying its not fun, but this is ridiculous. (And it took me six try’s to spell that right. Even spell check as like, “sorry, I’ve got nothing.”) oh, dynomite now. Did you know there’s a bad word in that song? I thought they were saying ‘folk’. Hey, one of the little dancer people is wearing a bow-tie! Bow-ties are cool. That song makes now sense. But all the best stuff doesn’t. And if Ann-Elise is on, they RAN OUT OF PHONES!!! How do you run out of phones? Oh, they cant agree, and now they’re sulking. Oh, they’re better now. Forget you, by cee lo green. He’s wearing a bow-tie, too.
M grandparent are coming on saturday. They don’t like me. Oh, my dad needs his ipad. Don’t worry, there’ll be a full report to-morrow.
Arrested development
I was told, Jason, that this show was completely ok. my mum says its a total adult show! thanks for getting my hopes up! I was looking forward to watching it! I hope you have fun being sick. and don’t ever call me bells. I will hurt you. very much. nyah.
The flower girl
Just came from Ann-elise’s house, where we spent some time talking in the car, and locking her little brother out. then she went inside and apparently left a comment on the post about the poodles. and I came home to find my little sisters watching an american girl movie. I really can’t stand those. they are SO unrealistic!
I’ve decided to be a nanny. Ann-elise thinks not, simply cos the name ‘nanny’ sounds stupid. but I thinks its the perfect job. I love kids. well, until they’re about 11, then the just scare me. not a people person. there was this one little girl at the park to-day, she must have been about four, and had long curly blonde hair. anyways, she came up with some dandilion in her hand. “for you” I took one with a long-ish stem and asked: “have you ever had a flower in your hair?” she shook her head. “A flower? in my hair? just like arial!” “Do you want it in?” she nodded. I carefully pinned it to her curls. just then the train whistle* sounded, and I realized it must be 6:00. “Oh, I’m gonna be late for dinner!” I gasped. I broke into a run, cos I’d thought I’d be late. (turns out my dad wasn’t home yet) “Wait!” the little girl called. she held out two broken blossems. I kept them, they’re in a box, on my dresser. and to me, they are priceless.
Man buys poodles, finds out they’re ferrets on steroids
No joke! This guy went to buenos aires and decided to buy a souvenier from his trip. For some reason, he decided that two toy poodles that a street vendor was selling seemed like great ideas. When he took then to the vet, he found out that the vendor might have lied a bit. And in the article, they showed picture of the ferrets, and pictures of toy poodles. Either the dude was half blind, or he’d never seen a poodle before. And, it was later found out that this same vendor had sold a ‘chihuahua’ to a lady. Turnes out it was a shaved ferret on steroids. The street vendor was unavalible for comment. (And where is he getting all these ferrets?)
thought flow
I did it! I finally went to sleep at an early hour! Which it good, cos I’m babysitting again to-day…
I was reading some of my old journals, and if you just read them, you’d think I had a horrible life, cos I’d only write in them when I was angry. Lost of rants…
Found this site: http://fairytalenovels.proboards.com/index.cgi
I’m Boomslang. If you like Regina Doman’s fairy tale novels, you should join.
Aren’t Boomslangs cool? Snakes that bleed you to death!!
Maybe I should stop with the nature shows…
I’m so glad lent is over, now I can go on the computer any time I want. After the Easter vigil mass, there was a reception with tons of cookies and punch and cake… it’s making me hungry just thinking about it. Anyways, Jason (Ann-Elise’s older brother) had given up sugar for lent. After about his 4th cup of punch, he started vibrating! It was awesome!! Regular coffee is supposed to do that too, right? Well, I went to the mid-night premiere of the Hobbit, and so I was allowed to have some.
It was such a disappointment. I was just normal. So I got an Icee when we got to the movie theatre. That helped. And Jason brought candy, so I had some mike n ikes, too. Except Jason kept drinking my Icee and then he started dropping gummy bears in it. Then, on the way home we were talking about the movie, and Noah was all like: “Azog is supposed to be dead! Radagast looks like an idiot!”
Get over it, brother dear, and hope the next one will be better.
My little sister is learning about Greeks and Romans. That history book skips all the good bits. Not a word about the gods! Oy.
My book is coming along. I finally decided what should happen next. Don’t worry, it’ll be good. Molto bene!
werewolves of london
sor, ahead of time for all the mistakes, Im writing from a kindle. well, haven’t been on cos its been busy…
That’s a lie. I’ve been lazy. and procrastinating. but in the meanwhile, I got a job. In a shop. bookshop. do you know how much selfcontrol that takes? books everywhere, and I cant read any of them! oh, by nuit, I’m so tired… I had to get up early to ge ready to go to work, and once I got there, I realized I had forgotten my reading glasses. so, headache at the end of five hours. then, when we got home, my Mum was all like “go get ready!” what? “for what mum?” the answer? “babystting!” I hd to babysit that night!!! like late night sitting,too. we had pizza for dinner, and I had to eat mine in the car. I went to bed at 11:43. I remember looking at the clock and thinkinh, “this is ridiculous! why am I still up!!!” it’s 9:40. I so didn’t get enough sleep. and I’m working again to day . blimey.
well, some good stuff happened this week too. met a girl named makayla. I don’t think I’m spelling that right. anyways, she was nice. I showed her the creek.
huh, I haven’t mentioned the creek yet. I’ll do a post on it later.
well, I’ve got to find something more active to do, or I’m gonna fall asleep. again…
Normal
Just found out that cos we start celebrating lord’s day (sunday) on saturday evening, I can go on the internet then. that would have been useful four weeks ago! ok, something entertaining for my non-existing readers…
I got it.
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Once upon a time, there was a girl. (ME) She had an older brother who she sa as the one perfect being in the universe. they were always getting into trouble together. and we did a hell of a lot of embaressing things. so somethings shall not be written. but we did some great things too. like trying to build a piramid. it didn’t work. but we got along great. (mostly due to the fact that I pretty much worshiped him) It took me almost ten years to realize that we were differant. I think it hit when we started hanging out with (Big reveale, ally’s real name!) Ann-Elise and Jason. (Hi!) they are contantly fighting. sereously, you can’t have a conversation about anything without an arument breaking out. and they’re always complaining about each other. Noah went away for three days, and I almost died of boredem. If I told you that I wandted to be normal, I would be lying. I know too many normal people. Ann-Elise, My cousin,(more onher later.) Just people I’ve met. (Happy slappy goodys. Happy slappy goodys with ASBOs. Happy slappy goodys with ASBOs and ringtones.)
Normal people who- I don’t know, watch telly all day, and eat lotsa takeout, who read 100 page books, and have phones and ipods and all sorts of stuff. I’d rather write about dragons, and read shakespeare, invent a paracosm, eat home made food, (my little sister genevieve is a genius at making cookies!) get a sword, sew a dress. the problem woth normal people is that they’re so- normal. six billion people to beat. get crackin. I’m out.
but first;
ROCK ME AMADEUS!!!
oh, and by the way:
(MY family:
Mum
Dad
Charlie (He has autism)
Noah (aforsaid broher)
Me!
Angelina
Genevieve)
Willing suspension of disbelief
The dictionary definition:
‘a willingness to suspend one’s critical faculties and believe the unbelievable; sacrifice of realism and logic for the sake of enjoyment.’
Willing suspension of disbelief is imperative if you like faerie tales(as I do). This is what happens when you take two people, one who practices Willing suspension of disbelief, and one who doesn’t. (I’ve changed the name of my friend, cos I forgot to ask her permition to use it.)
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The scene: Ally’s porch.
Me: Hi Ally!
Ally: Hi! I’m bored.
Me: ditto.
Ally: Tell me a story, please.
Me: no.
Ally: please.
Me: no.
Ally: pleasepleasepleasepleaseplease puh-leeez!
Me: will you stop asking if I do?!?
Ally: Yes.
Me: fine. let me think. Ok, once upon a time, there was a king. And he had three sons. one day, as the princes were walking in the town, they spied a beautiful girl brushing her hair in a window.
Ally: Why was she brushing her hair in a window? why not in the bathroom?
Me: I don’t know! she just was! anyways ,the princes at once resolved to ask for her hand. but, seeing that they all had the same idea, they began to quarrel, and soon fell into a fight. just as they had drawn their swords, an old hag rushed up. upon seeing what they were fighting over, she cried: “Oh, vile girl! you will be punished for this! and at once the girl vanished.
Ally: Waht’s up with the hag? is she her mother?
Me: I don’t know! be quiet, and let me finish! So, seeing as the object of their desire had vanished, they went home.
Ally: Gosh, the players.
Me: Ally!
Ally: sorry. please continue.
Me: now, the king was starting to get old, and he decided to test his sons to see which one would be best suited to inheirit the throne. so one day he called his sons before him and said: “You must find me a dog small enough to run around on the palm of my hand. the one who does this will be king after me.”
Ally: Weird test. wouldn’t he have them do something like, swordfighting, or eating a hamster?
Me: eating a- what? you know what? never mind. I’m leaving.
Ally: Wait! I’m sorry, please finish.
Me: fine. the two older brothers took gold and servants, jewels and attendants, caravans and horses, and set of to towns and citys. but the youngest prince took nothing, and set of a seldom traveled road into the woods, and soon was lost. he sat down by a stream and despaired. but then a big toad hopped up and said: “Why are you crying, prince?”
Ally: The toad was talking?!?
Me: yes. it was. The prince said: “I’m lost, and I dont have a dog to bring to my father.”
Ally: And the prince was fine with the talking toad!?
Me: YES! STOP!
Ally:ok, ok!
Me: The toad said: “My name is puddocky, and take this walnut, and give it to your father, and tell him to crack it with care. so she showed the prince the way out, and he arrived at the castle at the same time as his brothers. his brothers had caravans full of dogs, but none small enough to run around on the palm of the kings hand. then the youngset son stepped forward and gave his father the walnut and told him to crack it with care. so the king cracked the walnut, and inside it was a almond, and inside that was a-
Ally: wait, there was an almond inside a walnut? how did that happen?
Me: does it matter? inside that was a dog that was small enough to run aroung on the palm of the kings hand.
Ally: That can’t happen!
Me: thats why I read this story in the fiction section of the library! He had the other dogs thrown into the river, then the king gave then another test. the sons had to find a piece of silk a mile wide and a mile long, that could fit through his ring.
Ally: What? whats the point of that?
Me: nothing! It has no point! The older brothers took servants and-
Ally:yeah, yeah, I get it. They went to town, the younger one went to the forest and got lost.
Me:oh. Yes. So puddocky came up and asked why he was crying. “I’m lost and I have no silk to take to my father.” Puddocky said: I can help. Take this brazil nut to you father-
Ally: what with the nuts? And how is the toad getting them?
Me: I don’t know! Anyway, he took the nut home and-
Ally: yes. His brother had tons of silk, but none fit through, and the other son gave the king the nut and inside was some silk and it fit through. What happens next?
Me: You are really annoying, did you know that?
Ally: yes.
Me: so the king gave them another test. They must find the most beautiful woman the world. And the son with the most beautiful would be king.
Ally: and then the younger so went to the woods and got lost and met the toad. Faerie tales are repetitive, aren’t they?
Me: yes, they are. So puddocky asked him why he was crying, and he said:”alas, even you can’t help me this time.” Puddocky said:”don’t be so sure. Take this road out of the forest and I will be along presently.” So as the prince was walking out of the forest, a black carriage puled by four black rats came along, with puddocky inside. But as the carriage reached the edge of the forest, it turned to white with gold trimming, pulled by four white horses. and inside was a beautiful woman that the prince recognized as the girl in the town. The prince reached the castle at the same time as his brothers. They had caravans full of women-
Ally: that just sounds weird.
Me:but none were as beautiful as puddocky. So the king had the other women thrown into the river and drowned, and he made the youngest prince king, and puddocky his wife. And if they are not dead they are living still. The end.
Ally: thats terrible!
Me: I didn’t write it. I’ve gotta go. Bye.
Ally:bye.
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Well, that was my day to day. Til next week.
Sleep
Here I am again, writing. I really wish I was still sleeping. Buuut, we’re going some where, so I had to get up early. Going now, so I’ll do a bigger post later. Dont worry, it’ll be funny.
Tales of Nyd 