Don't normally write it but I think I may because: A) The 9th grade lit teacher that was in charge of Creative Writing last year saw me at Open House and got on me because I haven't been writing anything except (deleted, for the most part) journals, and I hate to disappoint a teacher that awesome and B) I'm freaking desperate for something to write. So, I shall write a Total Drama fanfic (again- I ditched the last one I had on Quizilla because it was a half-assed idea) and see where I go. Until I get ten pages and someone likes it, I shall be gone. Peace for now- ssk
even though you're probably going, Who the heck is solarstarrkatt? Since I'm on my own laptop again, I am going to be writing. I have new ideas that need nursing to become great short stories!
Not like "OMG ROFL" funny, but kind of funny, in a sick and twisted way. Long story short, I sent purplerevolution on Yahoo! pics of celebs she hates. Or doesn't like. Either/or. I got a pack of Bandz. Dino shaped.
But not mine. Its my dad's new and also very expensive Inspiron 17. Very big. Not like Baby though. (My laptop needs a better name... she's like, six years old, which [if you'll pardon my French] means that if she um, dies or something I am royally screwed. A new laptop, not a netbook, runs between eight-hundred and eleven-hundred bucks. Out of my reach.) I need a flashdrive. I didn't lose much on my old one (Shut up Max) Oh, and I got a band. One of those Bandz? It's a cement truck. It makes me happy, because one of my friends have it to me Edit: I'm too lazy to start a new entry, and I have no wish to spam. So... Okay, so I've been reading a lot of vampire books. I have a story about vampires right now, but it is... locked on my laptop.... I'm doing the no sunlight/bats/human blood deal. I think if I were to make anohter theory for vampires someone would kill me The Second Short Life of Bree Tanner, the new Eclipse novella, was tragic. Won't go into detail Marked, the House of Night book, I loved. But, I hate Kayla and Heath. I hope they die Eighth Grade Bites is a little iffy right now. I don't know if I should like it or hate it. Time will only tell.
Okay, so I was looking for shoes with my dad, so we walk into Shoe Carnival. I figured someone would ask for help, and I was right. When someone asked us if he could help us, I told him that I was looking for my rabid puppy that goes by the name of Scruffy. He went along to say that he saw a rabbit, but not a rabid puppy. So cool.... Oh, and Twilight Fans rejoice; I got The Short Second Life of Bree Tanner. I thought it was sad, even though I knew Bree would die in the end. I almost wish she was allowed to live. Would've made the last book more interesting. Maybe
It feels good... so good... like eating after thirty hours of famine... thanks Josh, I nearly got in a fight in a church twice. So, I'm writing that Total Drama fanfic I promised-only a couple of problems. Its on Quizilla, for one (under yoshigonhup, because I gave Max solarstarrkatt) (I promise a transfer ASAP!) and another, someone already wrote a Total Drama High School fanfic. Ah, well, High School was the best idea I had. Did you want something like, "Total Drama Vampires"? Cool idea, but no, I couldn't. What would they do? Now, high school... hehehe... evil, very evil, possibilities. And the third problem: It is a series, maybe a long one at that, because there are eighteen people-seventeen now (I wrote to the first elimination ceremony)- and a ton to do. So, if someone can help me with serializing it, I would be eternally grateful. My eyelids, they feel the need for sleep, but the rest of me urges to write, now that I got my motivation back. I think I'll shower, then sleep. I think. I don't know.
If I ever go to Muskoka, I must go to Oliver's coffee. Working on the Total Drama fanfic, I looked up "coffee places in Muskoka" on Google, and Oliver's Coffee popped up first.
I think I may have a little burn on my neck. This is like, the first game ever we've played in sunlight pretty much nonstop. Well, its really warm there. But my hair is down, so that may be it. Any insights? I got on base twice, scored once, hit once, and that's it. Nothing at all was hit to me, sadly, and now I wish something was. This season is the funnest ever, because no one absolutely hates me (openly, at least). (Side thought- Have you ever heard someone speaking Chinese, but sped up?) And there are a lot of happy people on my team. Not that annoying happy, but that contagious happy. Do you know what I'm talking about? (Have you ever thought about frying bacon on someone's chest, but then realizing the grease burns would be terrible?) So, I did nothing at all productive today. how about you?
Yesterday, I was at my softball game, and it was so cloudy it wasn't even funny. We lost,0-12, but I lost my drive because: 1. We had to wait an hour and a half to play. 2. Not even Kylie, our local smart-aleck, could crack a smile (a too-easy task) from me after the fourth inning. And I got sunburned, because the senior shirts are sleeveless. There is just warmth now, because this morning I remembered my aunt Tamera telling Wes that if he takes a hot shower, all of the sting will come out of it. It worked for me, since I can't seem to find our Aloe Vera gel. I am working on some stories, mostly crappy romance, and I promise to get them on paper ASAP. I also have some ideas for fanfics if anyone's interested. Probably Hunger Games or Total Drama, if you need to know.
The highlight of my day was going to Biglots and acting like I'm in therapy with Raven. No one was at the summer program I go to, so Deb decided screw it and she took us to her apartment. Well, we went to Biglots first, then we went to her apartment. I'm trying, I honestly am, to try and get more stuff on here, since I only have one story, but I can't write until I know that my laptop will get fixed. I can't write on this computer because it doesn't have any accounts, and I will sooner burn all of my 30STM CDs and listen to Miley and the Jonas bros again before I save to this piece of crap. Because I don't like people reading it without my knowing. I know someone on the internet will read it, so I have no problem with it. See ya
Oops, there goes my age. Ah, well. So, I have Corn Cob (as Max calls her- I call her awesome) for science, as I am very excited about. I had her for sixth grade Life Science, and she rocked for many reasons. She took us to Youtube for additional info on our lessons, gave out peppermint when a kid got a stomach ache (it's supposed to calm the stomach or something), was very "real" with us (She told it like it was, with no fluff) and we learned a lot that wasn't in the text book. Good times. I am on a romance story hiatus, because yet again someone (cough-cough-Raven-cough-cough) has a boyfriend that "I'm in LOVE WITH HANNAH!!!!" She's known him for two weeks. And she's twelve. Clap clap clap. "He kissed me on the last day of school!" -facepalm- Now that that's out of my system... Well, that's all really.
I came here from Meez, and don't even bother going there or even think about it because you honestly don't get any decent feedback unless you ask, and if you haven't been on there for years you get no views at all. Guilty on both charges :redface: I am stupid/smart enough to post the reasons why it's so much better here. 1. HUGE amount of people there. Small amount here. I prefer smaller communities. 2. You get feedback whether you want it or not here, and Meez... well, "Good, can you post more?" is about as deep as it gets half the time. Guilty, because I didn't care about grammar and spelling there. Other people chided. I wanted the stories. 3. I have a feeling if a gigantic burst of R-Rated stories come here, they will be deleted immediately. It took months to get all of it out of Meez, and after that people were sending it to the people who/m wanted it via Private Messages. 4. I don't have to sift through pages and pages of comments to get to the story. 5. No ads that talk. Epic win.
Typing while the sun is out. Haha. Actually, I'm not that "nocturnal nerd". I have softball and, now, archery to do, not to mention reading books. Ever watch the new Freaky Friday? Mark Harmon plays Ryan, and after watching NCIS, its a little freaky. Pun intended. I'm re-reading Hunger Games for the umpteenth time. There is this a summer reading program, and I need hours because one of my friends is a reading fiend, and I'm utterly determined to beat her. I have a small upper hand, because I have no set bedtime because of Summer Vacation, and I also was signed up earlier because she was in school today. Weird, I keep thinking no one will read this, but there is a chance someone will.
Okay, to update- My laptop kind of broke. Not really "broke", because there weren't any hard drive failures, and nothing is wrong with the motherboard, but the little charger slot has something loose in it, so I can't even start up the darn thing. It is really old in computer time, my dad got it in like, 2004 or earlier, but when he gave it to me he had our computer guy rev it up a little with a 70 GB memory (little to nothing compared to my brother's laptop, which came with a 500 GB one he bought for 500 bucks). Really, really sad, because I had like, three stories on there I've been dying recently to work on. Oh, and I had Sims 2 on there. Summer Vacation-squee! So far I've only had contact with my close friends that go to my school. I read Sisterhood of the Traveling Pants 1-3 in my time of no-story, and I got to say, I am really disappointed. The first book I fell in love with, the second I thought was dragging, and I almost hated the third. The only reason I "hated" the second was because Bailey died, and she wasn't even mentioned until the middle. The middle! She freaking died! What is she, an afterthought? "Wait, am I missing something? Bailey? Oh, that girl that died! Well, I can squeeze her in here... perfect!" Well, that's it! Oh, and I have this really awesome idea for a horror story, but I need to know how to make it less... horror movie contestant. It'll be about this couple that really wants a baby, so they try any means necessary to get pregnant. They go to a witch doctor, and the doctor curses the child. The baby is born, and it turns out the child is a viscous cannibal. Suggestions would be appreciated. And if this seems like something you would read, let me know. Ciao!
Hi there. Total blog addict here. Kind of new to me, because I normally post on my main blog (kattwinz.blogspot.com) and all those sub blogs. I think I will like it here, though, so I will try and keep up on this. This might be a journal for a while, because I don't know (Kind of funny, the song I'm listening to is called, "I Don't Know", by The F-Ups, by the way) if anyone will read this. Oh well, though. I only have about two people reading my blogs on Blogspot, so that is my public journal, because only one of my blogs is blocked. I keep a journal, yes. On my laptop, which I'm not on right now. I stopped using that "Dear..." stuff after about the third entry, because I didn't want one of my friends thinking I was writing to Jared Leto, because the intro was always the date, what song I was listening to, and this big blank next to dear. By the way, that will be the last time I write his name, because I refuse to speak/write it on principle. Why do I refuse to write/speak his name on principle? That friend mentioned earlier, we call her Max, thinks that I'm in love with him, even though we don't know each other at all. So, even though someone might say, "That just proves it because you are making a point by not saying it," it is one of the strange things I do.