Arent animals the greatest?

I haven't been on in like forever. Mostly because my life is more boring then a blade of grass. At this moment in time anyway. So, in my vain attempt to find something to write about, I searched the internet, and found these two very interesting pictures. I'm not sure, but I have a feeling that that cat's ear is not behind it's head, but is in fact, not there anymore. Poor kitty. He's like the Vincent Van Gough of the feline world. I wonder what little girl kitty he cut it off for. Ah well, his expression is funny, even if he is only mono-eared. Then theres, da na na na na na na na BATDOG!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Quite an excellent likeness of Batman, I must say. Although he might have a had a tad less fur. But, in such dark times where our own crime fighting superdog is needed, I have to ask. Where is Robin, The Puppy Wonder? How can our brave hero go on without his colorful sidekick at his side? The world may never know.

PEACE

enV

So today my Dad and I went to wal-mart for some weights. (Trying to get my arms super muscley for when I try out for drum-major. ((which by the way has nothing to do with drums fyi.)) And anyway, afterwards we went to the VERIZON WIRELESS STORE!!!!!!!!!! Because my RZR is pretty much crap. You would think it wouldnt be what with all its pretty bells and whistles, but the thing is SO SLOW. It's like having *GASP!!!* dial-up internet. So we parused the shop looking for a totally awesome phone, and I think I'm going to get an enV. It's one of those really cool phones that flips up and there's a little texting keyboard, which will be handy now because my dad got unlimited to verizon texting, and 1500 texts to non verizon people. Ha, and he used to say he would never get us texting because it was useless. Well, let's just say it's my brothers fault. He went a hundred dollars over on our texting bill for this month, therefore, unlimited texting. SOOOOOOO irresponsible. I've got to remember to thank him the next time he visits from college. :) Anyway, that's what's happening in my life right now. Blog ya later.

PEACE

NEW BOOK! (Creative Writing Classwork)

The title my book is Surrender, written by Sonya Hartnett. I decided to check this book out, not only because of the interesting cover, but because of the summary I read on the inside. It is about a boy named Gabriel, who has made a complete mess of his life, and his only two friends are his dog, Surrender, and his friend, Finnigan. But then, arson attacksstrike the town, and apparently Gabriel along the way founds out that his best friend isnt what he thought he was. But, that he is in fact, dangerous and out of control. I love the concept of this, and it just sounds really exciting and gripping. The front of the book is dark, and there is an opening to some large biulding. Red, orange, and black fire is eating away at the inside, and billows up in a cloud towards the roof. There is a small dog on the outside of the door, lit up by the flames, standing clamly, and looking into the fire. I think this could be described as realistic fiction, and I have never read anything by this author before. I enjoy realistic fiction books, as long as the plot is good. If it is just something boring that I experience every day, then there really isnt much of a reason for me to read it, because it's like my life, only written down onto paper. And that wouldnt be very exciting for me.




Summary:

The story starts out with Gabriel's point of veiw. He makes it clear that he has some dark past, where he has made terrible mistakes in his life. But now, he is bedridden, sick with dying. He cannot move of his own accord. His aunt takes care of him. She has to bathe him, help him to the bathroom, and feed him. He has liquid in his chest and it is killing him. The next part is from Finnigan's point of veiw, the wild boy who is, supposedly, Gabriel's friend. He is in the woods with his dog, Surrender. Surrender chases after rabbits, while Finnigan surveyes his surroundings of Mulyan. He is a wild child, who lives outside, and claims that all the world is his. The author has a very discriptive style of writing, using lots of metaphors and similies.

Arson (Creative Writing Freewrite)

Most things didn't bother Jody. Her friends could drag her to a tattoo parlor, tongue piercings, wild concerts, and she would sit through it all like a good friend would. Sometimes she would take part in the festivities, sometimes not. For example, a tattoo was no problem. She had no fear for pain, and as long as she had it done on the bottom of her foot, or the back of her shoulder where no one could see it, she could pretty much handle all the tattoo trips her friends threw at her. Piercings on the other hand were a different story. Her father would have a coronary if he found anything on her body with holes in it besides her ears. As long as the plans were fool-proof, she hung out with who she wanted, when she wanted.

But this time they had gone too far.

Jody stood, frozen to the ground, watching the fiery light show with disbelief and fear writhing in the pits of her stomach. Those reckless people that she once called her friends hooped and screamed around her, running out of sight as the flames ate away at the wood, and licked up towards the sky, filling the blackness with orange light. They were strangers now. Jody's eyes became invaded with smoke, causing water to streak down her face like tears, and soon she could not differentiate between the two. Ash rained down upon the world; black tears from whatever building her friends had set fire to. There once was a reason, she knew, and it echoed faintly in the back of her mind, but she could no longer understand it. There were people in there, no matter what her friends said about who they were or what they had done. Their feeble screams ripped through the silent veil of night, and those sounds, so inhuman, so unfamiliar, brought life into her legs. They trembled, then broke out into a run, dragging her upper body with them. Blue and red lights flashed somewhere far ahead, perhaps where the roads were, but her feet kept pounding, pounding, pounding at the ground. It was like they were trying to beat it into submission, so that the weeds would shrivel into the ground, and the roots crawl closer to the trees so that she could run faster on a flat surface. But that did not happen. Jody's foot caught a root, and down she went, the flashing lights and fiery glow wooshed by, and then dissolved into blackness.

HIYA

Sorry that I havent written for awhile guys. I've been moderately busy...which is code for doing absoloutely nothing. Well, it's april 5th, and still no one has asked me to the prom. Not that I'm sitting, staring at the phone waiting for it to ring or anything. *Shifts uncomfrotably in computer chair* HA HA JK. It's no biggy really, since I'm only a sophomore. I'll have my chance to go next year. Still, Kaitlin is going, and I would like to experience myself. But I can wait. Good news for her though, it is a pirate theme. Uh Oh. Poor Will. She'll be talking about Johnny Depp all night long. (tee hee) She won't really. A junior told me the other day that teachers pick sophomores to be waitors and waitresses at the prom. I think that would be kind of fun, but I would rather not be there for all my friends to ridicule me about the stupid pirate serving outfit that I would have to wear. The sad thing is, I already have a prom dress. I guess it will have to wait until next year. I bought it for a different dance that I ended up not being able to go to, but it is so gorgeous that I'm saving it until prom for next year. (That is, if I dont get asked this year. Which is still very unlikely.) It's kind of a navy, royal blue with silver beading and this flowy thing in the front. I hope that it still fits for my prom next year.

PEACE

Puzzling Questions...?

How much wood COULD a woodchuck chuck....if a woodchuck COULD chuck wood?

I'm Baaaaaaaaaaaaaaack!!!!!!!

Scary, huh? Anyhoo, Im glad to be back, but I miss up there in New York. I didn't wanna come home. They had THE BEST pizza in the world. It was amazing. I dont care if youre a flat bread or a thick bread person, this pizza was off the hook. I could have eaten ten gallons of it, but then I would be much much fatter than I am and the world doesnt need to see that. I had a grrrrrrrrrreat time. We went to go see two broadyway plays. People were controversial about The Phantom of The Opera, but I loved it. The cast was perfectly set, especially the woman who played Carlatta and the Phantom himself. Hairspray was way cool too. Scads better than the movie, although I'm thinking of buying it, because I'm never gonna be able to live again without at least seeing the slightly less amazing movie version. We also went to go see The New York Philharmonic. That would have been a lot more enjoyable if the entire band hadnt slept through it. But, c'mon, give us a break we were knackered. We deserved that little nap. Manhattan was amazing, even though it did smell a little. One of the only things I missed was fresh air. And sweet tea. Oh...I almost died without my sweet tea. I think I'm addicted to it. Still, it's better than being addicted to some other things, subjects which i will not delve into at this moment in time. We went to a really fancy resturant, and I momentarily forgot that we were in the north, so I ordered some. They gave me a snapple and I was like, what? no! i dont want this nasty crap from a jar! gimme the real stuff! As soon as we hit virginia on the way back, I ordered a huge glass and guzzled it. It tasted soooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo good. Anyway, if I figure out how, I'll post pics real soon. Of course, they wont be as amazing as the pictures of little miss Kaitlin, but I have no talent for picture taking. It just isnt my thing. Weird, It's a lot harder than it looks.

PEACE