Friday, April 29, 2011

HAPPY B-DAY INDI!!! YAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAY!!!!!

Happy birthday to you, happy birthday to you, happy BIRTHDAY dear INDI, happy birthday toooo youuu!! HOORAY!!!

EVERY!! WISH INDI A HAPPY B-DAY, ITS HER B-DAY TODAY!!! AND SINCE MY PHONES NOT WORKING A I CANT TXT HER HAPPY B=DAY, I'LL DEDICATE THIS BLOG POST TO YOU!! HAPPY B-DAY INDI!! YOU ARE OFFCIALLY 13, AND A TEA-GNAWER! OH, WAIT, NO..ITS A TEENAGER!!! YAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAY!!!

Wednesday, April 27, 2011

News and stuff! [thats the best title i can come up with lol]

Greetings peoples!! Apoligies for the absence, my internet wasn't working, and it took me a while to figure out that I should just use my labtop. So here I am!!!
 Yesterday I got my hair trimmed, and way kind of bored of the same old hairstyle, so I threw caution to the wind and asked for a fringe before I could change my mind. Yeah, my lifes so boring that getting a haircut is as about as risky as I'll get. So yeah, I was kind of excited and then when the time for the mirror came, I had to keep smiling, to keep the hairdresser and my mother happy.

 It was HIDEOUS!!!!

I looked all fake and bouncy and weird on me, but then  it started grow on me and I kinda like it now. I don't know how everyone at school is gonna react though...I kept a locke of my hair, and used it as a moustache, but am going to try find somewhere to put it now.

I'm reading a new series of books, called Hendersons boys. Thouroughly recomend them.

I wrote a story for this competition my school is having, and I thought it was like, one page long. Then I printed it. TWELVE pages baby!!! WOOO!! Thats like the longest story I've ever wrote. and that would be like the first chapter.

There are boys in my school. Most are ugly or mean, but some boys are nice, two or three. ^-^ So now I have to think of an evil scheme to make them mine!! MWHAHAHAHA!!!!!!!!!!!

My friends cat had kittens. two gingers, two blacks. only like, a week or two old. SO cute. There right up there on the cute factor nect to young Daniel Radcliffe in The Philosphers Stone.

I had a dream, and I don't remember much 'bout it, but I remember meeting Kallista in real life, and for some reason she didn't look like that pic. WEEEEIRD.

Of the few friends I have in the area I live in, the majority of them are wierdos. And sometimes, thats not always a good thing.

Hopefully, gonna dye mah hair again tommorrow, YAAAAY.

OMGOMGOMGOMGOMGOMGOMGOMGOMG!!!!! I think I know what book 6 of SP / Skulduggery Pleasent will be!!! Are you ready?!?!?! Drum-roll please!
*drum roll*

     Skulduggery Pleasent: The Death Bringer.

WOOOO! I xant wait to see if I'm right!!

Well, bye folks!!!

Nightmare.

RANDOM QUIZ!!!!

 1. Grab the book nearest to you, turn to page 81, and find line 4.
"In which case, could she have in some way chosen him?" [The Power Of Five, Ravens Gate, Anthony Horowitz. Not a word, Pine, not a word.]



2. Stretch your left arm out as far as you can. What can you touch?
Deodorant on the shelf by my bed.



3. What is the last thing you watched on TV?
The official Top UK 20. Or something like that...It could have been Law and order though...



4. Without looking, guess what time it is:
almost 11 oclock at night?


5. Now look at the clock. What is the actual time?
I dont have a watch or clock with me. Wait is there a clock on my labtop..I wonder...


6. With the exception of the computer, what can you hear?
The TV downstairs. Once I go sleep, Im gonna start screaming at my Mam and Bro to shut it off.


7. When did you last step outside? What were you doing?
I was getting out of my car and walking to my house. Well, it was more of a run.


8. Before you started this survey, what did you look at on the computer?
Well, first I changed my desktop background from a moon, to a beack island thing, with a palm tree. then I checked out derek landy blogs under duress, and then looked up stuff about book six. then checked out indis blog then this.



9. What are you wearing?
My PJ's. there a top with a monkey on it and white bottoms with black flowers.


10. Did you dream last night?
Yes. Lots. Of strange, strange things. Must be the hormones.


11. When did you last laugh?
When I saw the add on MTV for some show about Paris Hilton. I laughed so hard. It was a reality show, were a load of girls competeed to be her BFF. She was all " I can only have one BFF." I couldnt stop lauughing at the fact that she was so sad that she needed to have a competition to get a friend. Funny stuff.

12. What is on the walls of the room you are in?
Two posters by Victoria Frances, the Awesome spanish artist. and a painting by one of my best friends. And lots of stickers. and some more pictures.

13. Seen anything weird lately?
uuuuum...Yes, my reflection. I just had a haircut, and I look REALLY diffrent and weird.


14. What do you think of this quiz?
Really fun, and the most intresting one i ever did.

15. What is the last film you saw?
Harry Potter and The Philosiphers Stone. Can't get much better than wizardry and an ADORABLE Daniel Radcliffe. Hes like, 10 yrs old in this or something. I just kept saying AAAAAH throughout the whole thing. HOW CUTE IS HE!!! Hes all tall and manly now.

16. If you became a multi-millionaire overnight, what would you buy?
Lots of things. A cat. A horse. And so much more.

17. Tell me something about you that I don't know:
uuuuuum...I play piano? uuuum...Theres a pink birdcage hanging from my roof on a hook. And I only realised two days ago that Shroom is an abbreiveaction ( yeah, i cant spell) of mushroom. I just thought it was another kind of mushroom. Im really slow on the uptake of tings, really slow to understand things.


18. If you could change one thing about the world, regardless of guilt or politics, what would you do?
I would...have my own country where magic and fanatical creatures such as unicorns and griffins exsist. And that SP was real.




19. Do you like to dance?
No. I HATE dancing. Its the one thing i cant do. Unless its a mosh, of course. Or just involves me jumping up and down, though i find even that hard.


20. What would you call your first child? Give a boy and girl name.

Maybe....Eveleen Hope Nightmare for a girl and Will Harry Nightmare for the boy...thats just out of the top of my tired brain, its like 11 at night

Hormones Are All A' rage...

Well...They are...

My ROOOOM...




These lil thingies here are gargoyles!













And these thingies here are faires and MOAR















BOOKS!!!!




Victoria Frances rules







My awesome friend drew this for me she rules at drawing




Kitty calendar




Bedside shelf thangy madjigger




Random






Wardrobe!!!





Thing. What do they call these? Drawers?





Sakura, my stupid robot friend, who Indi named Sawhora. Were having an AWESOME sleepover

Tuesday, April 5, 2011

HIPPY SONG, FOR ALL YOU SPREADERS OF PEACE AND LOVE. THIS IS FOR YOU, BRAH'S.

Theres a rainbow made of looove,
 Floatin' in a new day skyyyy,
 A candy castle up abooove,
 I can't stop eating piiiieees!

Theres a rainbow made of looove,
 Floatin' in a new day skyyyy
 A candy castle up abooove,
 I just learned how to flyyyy

Theres a rainbow made of looove,
 Floatin' in a new day skyyy,
 A candy castle up abooove,
 I enjoy ironing tiiies!

Theres a rainbow made of looove,
 Floatin' in a new day skyyy,
 A candy castle up abooove,
 Only bad people teeeell liiies!

Theres a rainbow made of loooove,
 Floatin' in a new blue skyyy,
 A candy castle up aboove,
 Unicorns know how to flyyyyy, flyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyy!!! :)

Monday, April 4, 2011

Untitled

There was a crackle of lightning, forking through the sky, followed closely by a rumble of thunder. Rain poured down heavily, coming down hard, and under a cemetery, there was a young girl, aged seven or eight, plotting and planning. She shivered from the cold, and hugged herself tight. She had shoulder-lenght dark brown hair, almost black, with touches of auburn, and a dark beauty about her. She crept from her stone-walled cold room, fully dressed, her dark eyes darting from side to side in anxiety. She shivered again. The cold weather really wasn't doing anything for the already freezing temple. She knew there were patrols keeping an eye out, and it would look suspicious to be creeping around so late at night. But to avoid detection, she planned to use a new trick she had learned. She bunched her fists, and called on her death magic. Even at a young age, she'd always thought she'd had a thing for it. Necromacy, that is. When she clenched her fists, the shadows from the hall appeared to slither to her side, and merge with her, concealing her from the prying eyes of the patrols. It was a strange sensation, wearing the shadows like a cloak, yet strangely comforting. It made her feel safe, though it was like wearing marble. Cold. Hard. But strong, and protective. She let her mind wander, thinking of what His Eminence would do when he discovered one of his finest, and disobedient had fled. Maybe he wouldn't care. Or maybe they wouldn't stop trying to hunt her down. There was only one reason that she had not fled earlier. Sorel. Her best friend, whom she loved, but it was Sorel who so strictly followed the Necromancer teachings, that she so strongly disagreed with. This was why, regretfully, she could not inform her of her leaving. She wondered how she would react. She knew Sorel had little friends, so she would be lonely, but surely she would adjust-
 "Hey!" There came a shout to snap the girl from her daze. She had been letting her mind wander and therefore let her guise drop. The patrol ran for her, but she was smart. She knew he would not like the idea of attacking a seven year old. She smiled and ran, ran through the halls she had lived most her life. She was lighter and faster, so beat the patrol. She was almost at the exit, but all the noise had woken quite a few people. And more patrols. She skidded left, and turned sharply, heading for a large ebony bookcase, from which she grabbed a book. She glanced at its title The Dark Art Of Necromacy. She saw some people had come from their rooms. Boys and girls of her age and a little older gawped at her moxie and bold attitude. She though little of them, until she saw Sorels pale face, framed by dirty blonde hair, gaping at her. But it was the hurt in her eyes, the How could you? look that she was giving her, the look that sent daggers of ice into her heart. She faltered for a second, but a second was all that was needed by the patrols. One leaped at her, and because she was so light knocked her to the floor. But she snarled and summoned up shadows to shove him off her. That was all she could do with her limited knowledge of the magic. Then she turned tail and ran, ran out the doors, out into the cemetory, teeming with death, into the street, and ran into the dark stormy night, into which no one followed.

Greetings, once more.

Heyo, I know i haven't been on lately, but only because Im soooo busy and there just arn't enough hours in the day. Homework, TV *looks down sheepishly* reading, pokemon *sheepish once more* and loads more. Now, right now i should be learning frech, practising piano, cleaning my room, reading books, and typing up storys. But, out of th kindness in my heart, i have chosen to come her, to you, my loyal friends, as i haven't seen you in loooong time. I plan tp type up some of my story, which i though was a fanfic, but which i realised is mostly just a normal story. And, Indi, if your out there, IM Mrs.Uppitty >:D MWHAHAHAHA! NOT YOU MEEEEEEEE!!! (inside joke :P)
  Seeya, keep cool ;P
    *Cresent*