Dangerous Doors

Simply lovely. Absolutely terrific. Wonderfully awesome. I don't even believe myself at times when these things happen.

A door walked into me. I didn't walk into it.

No, really, I'm not kidding. I was just coming in from outside time at my school (Let's just call it HickTown Public) and the craziest, but not unexpected, thing happened. I was walking through the hall and the gym door comes swinging open and nails me right in the face, my glasses went flying off along with my hat.

The kid who shoved the door open was like, "Oh, I'm sorry, oh, are you okay? You alright?" So I just picked up my hat and continued down the hall, trying to get the taste of blood out of my mouth. (I had bitten my tongue, not pleasant in the least) I went to the bathroom to asses damage that had been done, my forehead was the main target that time. My nose had been spared, at least for now.

All was good and fine, went back to class to eat, you know, the usual, all the girls asking, "OMG! Are you, like, okay?! Like, that was, like... a really LOUD noise! Like, it, like, sounded like it would have, like, hurt!" So I just told them it was fine, the noise was quieter than the pain, yadda yadda.

But the thing that got me down about this was when I texted my mom to come and get me (Never let an excuse like this slip through your fingers when you have the chance to leave early). She arrived with Atreyu (My dog, shall blog of him soon with picture) and was in the office while Trey (What we call my dog most times) scarffed down all the treats Mrs.Sour (Secratery) had in there. Cheers for Trey!

Those two were talking, mom and Mrs.Sour, and they said, "Oh, you don't need to go home, you just need ice for that." Basically, my plan of going home was gone, I ignored the ice and sat there, finishing a math test for the rest of the day. Jolly good fun.

Anyway, enjoy your day, that's all I have to rant about on this matter.

Wreck My Journal

Alright, my mom got me a journal for my Birthday. Pretty wicked one, too, if I do say so myself. Within 5 days I had used it for the purpose of which it was created. To destroy. For the quote from the very title page of the book is 'To create is to destroy'. I should add here that I do totally agree with that quote.

Now, to the right you see my journal. My mom put a sticker on the front because... There is a page in which it tells you to... doodle over the cover page... and I just can't being myself to do such a horrible deed. No book should be harmed in such a way! The thought bring tears to my eyes, even.

But, alas, the other things that have happened to it are far worse, and I do say this from deep in my heart and soul. I have set my goal to destroy this book so creatively that people will shrivel out of pure terror and possibly even pity my book. Now, I'm not saying I'm cruel. Just creative.

Now, I haven't blogged in a while, and, well, my mom has been blogging about this on her blog, so she said I should take it over. So I am. Pretty wicked, huh? But, yeah, I shall blog more, I swear to it!

So, great wishes for you all to be well, and I have no school today!

Colours~

Greetin's ya'll.

Ah have now chosen a topic for mah Independent Study at mah 'special school' (Accordin' ta other people, tha's wha' it's called) So ah chose somethin' fun an' somethin' ah love!

C-O-L-O-U-R-S!

Do yah read me? Ah have chosen a totally awesome topic. Do yah agree? If so, comment sayin' yah do, or anythin' ah could study up on with colours.

Now if yah think this is the most idiotic thin' yah have ever herd someone (In this case, read) say! Tell mah an' maybe suggest a better topic. Bring it on.

'Til next!

Flowers?~

Now ah know wha' yer thinkin'. Flowers? Wha'bout flower? Who would care enough 'bout some plant ta blog 'bout it, eh? Well, ah am! It's as simple as 1, 2, 4. Seriously.

Yah see, mah da', mah mum, and me were all walkin' down our small little town which the cones come ta, when wes saw some paintin's! Theys had flowers on them, real pertty ones ta boot. There was a lady at the door of the house, an' she shouted ta us, "They're free if you want them!" So ah was all like, "Woo!"

So me and mah mum took the best two and walked home like tha'. With paintin' in our hands, ah was in P-J's, an' drinkin' a bottle of Coca-Cola, and then mah da' was walkin' the dog. Quite a sight, don't yah think? ( =

Right nowt the paintin's are in our talkin' room, waitin' for me ta fid 'em a place to hang! They're pretty awesome!

'Til next.

Story~

He topped his head with his hat and buttoned up his coat. It was indeed a dark and stormy night. He smiled to himself as he walked down the side of the road, kicking aside the leaves as he went. All had went smoothly, and exactly how he had been planning it. Well, not actually perfect as he had thought it had been. He had left one fatal telling of the deed he had been doing up at the mansion.
The body was still there.

There be the first of mah story tha' ah'm writin' for tha' writers month thin'! Ah hope it'll turn out good.

'Till next.

It's here...

The time is finally come to now.
You ready for the scariest day of all?
Did you get your costume yet?
Still time to visit the mall.
Do you really think your ready?
Or will all the fright get to you?
You could hide from it for the whole time.
Maybe even lock yourself in the lou.
Is that the true spirit of Halloween though?
I think you know it's not.
So I say you should stick around for the entire show.

>:D

Nation Novel Writers Month.

From the day of November 1st ta the day of November 30th, ah shall be locked away, and typin' on mah trusty laptop, Nevil. Ah may keep updates for y'all on how mah story is comin' along, maybe not, maybe ah'll just be too busy to even blog! Tha' would be terrible though! Ah'm already plottin' somethin' awesome in mah head for this thin'. It shall go down in history!

Maybe mah book will be published! Ah'll have ta come up with some amazin' twists and characters. Ah may actually not put in mah favourite character of all time though. Jason Miller. Bwahahahahaha! T'is mah favourite character tha' ah have ever made up. He's tha' bad guy tha' carries around a baseball bat! ( =

Ah guess y'all will jus' have ta wait an' see how this all turns out! Maybe ah'll put some of my story on the blog for y'all ta see how ah write, an' so y'all can tell meh how much ah suck at writin'! Woo!

'Til next!