Stuffity Stuff

I haven't posted anything recently.
I've been doing stuff.
I like using a new line for each sentence.
Today I learned computer code, or HTML.
It's not as complicated as it looks.
I really don't feel like using it right now.
But if you people really ask me, I may in a later post.
Right now i reely dont feel like riting properly.
I meen people should be ppl and stuff.
Okay, 2day i saw the music vid 4 tik tok.
And now KE$HA really scares me.
L8R!

Pictures & Poll

Ya. These are pictures:

I renewed my poll so please re-vote. I accidentally deleted it. It was either I use the same thing or I ask what your favourite pie is. It was kinda hard to do a multiple choice for that. What is your favourite pie? I like raspberry. BYE!

Nothing or Something - You Decide

Wow. Nothing interesting is happening. Wow. Okay. I am officially bored. Many people just find something to write about, why can't I? Even thinking of that sentence took a long time. I was utterly bored and distracted. You know what I realized? I don't do much randomness anymore. So RAnDOmneSS awaits!



ppppoolghtduhdjasdmahsiduhaj. Random Letters. What do you think my non-existent imaginary friend's name is? Hint: It isn't Bob! Or is it... I enjoy sticky notes. I've got bright pink one on my forehead. It says YO. Oddity is a funny word. It's odd(ity). Please enjoy the song TWINKLE twinkle LITTLE spider:
itsy bitsy spider went up a water spout
how i wonder what you are like a dimond in the sky
and itsy bitsy spide climbed up the spout again

I think that is a masterpiece. And that was your dose of RAnDOmneSS!

Between: My Story

Okay. So. We had to write a story for a project. Here's mine, it's kinda long:

1: BLUE LIGHT

It's the start of the 2046/2047 school year. It's my first day of grade 9 and my first year at school without my former best friend Carly. My new best friend became a girl named Naria. We became best friends when our teacher, Mr. Eyos, thought we were twins. We have similar names, Maria and Naria, and even the same last name: McKinney. As a matter of fact we both have the same wavy brown hair and blue eyes. That day I invited Naria over to my house. When we got there my mom kept saying “oh” and seemed all awkward around Naria. I gave Naria the official tour of my house, attic to basement. Some highlights were the elevating porch (Naria lives in a condo) and my red themed bedroom, we both love red. When we got to the basement the doorbell rang
“I almost forgot,” I said to Naria “I told Carly she could come over tonight.” We went to the main floor and I did the awkward introductions.
“Maria” Naria said shyly “I want to go back to the basement, I thought I saw a hidden staircase and some kind of blue light...”
As we rode down the elevating porch it seemed like a minute more than a second. When we got to the bottom Naria led us to a large box in the corner and pushed it aside... Then we saw it too, the stair case and the blue light. Chills started running down my spine, even Naria looked uneasy. Carly turned a sickly shade of purple “Breathe” I told her. We slowly started to descend down the grimy stairs. It smelt of mould. As we walked forward the blue light grew brighter and brighter until we couldn't see anything but the light. I wondered if it was a trap but quickly brushed the thought to the back of my head, I didn’t like the thought of walking into a trap at all.
“Let’s turn back” said Carly in a shaky voice but neither of us heard her for we were already way back in time.
*
I stumbled into a school yard full of kids, Naria was already there looking around. Only Carly was missing.
“What is this place?” I asked Naria looking around
"Wish I knew,” she replied ”It’s so weird, all the cars are on the ground and the kids don’t look like they have anything fun to play with, only sphere toys that look utterly dull yet they seem to be having fun.”
I totally agreed with her.
*
Meanwhile Carly was wondering if she should go into the blue light after her friends or alert Maria’s mom. Carly sat down on the gross stairs, not caring what her parents would think if they saw her dirty pants. As Carly sat down she felt something under her, she picked it up it looked like a camera (square, flat and small) she looked at the screen on it she saw Maria and Naria being pestered by three little girls, a blond a brunette and a redhead. They appeared to be in grade six but they didn't act like it. Carly fingered the camera and found the switch that turns on the sound. She flipped it to ON.
"Who are you? I'm Amelia," the brunette was saying.
Naria jokingly replied "We're top secret spies on a mission!" The blond considered this for a bit then said
"If you're top secret spies then why are you telling us that? By the way, I'm Nicole," she glared at Maria and Naria. "Okay, Okay," Maria said "we're just ordinary time travelers"
The redhead rolled her eyes "Ordinary time travelers?" she asked.
Naria played along "Anyways, what year is it?"
The kids exchanged glances and in unison shouted, "2010! YOU FOOLS!"
Carly gasped as did Maria and Naria on the screen. Maria and Naria were all the way back in 2010! Carly looked at the screen again.
"You still haven't properly answered my question, who are you?" asked Amelia
"I'm Naria and this is Maria," Naria said
"Oh, so you're twins!" said Nicole
"NO!" cried Maria, "Anyways, what’s the redhead's name?"
The redhead sniffed "Rebecca. And I do not like being referred to as 'the redhead'"
Carly blinked and decided to go in, she got up, sighed and walked straight through.


2: DISCOVERY

"Oh! There you are, Carly!" I exclaimed when Carly appeared beside us. The kids stumbled backwards.
"There's a third one?" asked Amelia
"Yes, of course," said Naria
"Carly, if that’s your name," Nicole said "Do you know what year this is?"
"2010" Carly said
"Right," Rebecca nodded. "So you've been invisible this whole time?"
"No," said Carly. "I've been watching you from the, well, future."
"STALKER!" screamed Amelia
"I am NOT a stalker!" said Carly embarrassed. She explained how she was afraid to go through the portal so she stayed back and looked through the Time Camera.
"What school is this?" I asked, curious
"Forest Hill," Nicole replied
A long shrill bell sounded. "Recess is over," said Rebecca and the kids ran away whispering.
*
As we walked out of the school yard we discussed how we were to get back to the future. Since we didn't come in a time machine there must be some vortex. All of the ideas we came up with were pathetic. Ram into the wall we all appeared beside, pathetic. Touch everything blue we see, pathetic and gross (there’s a blue piece of garbage just over there). Stay in the past was the only other thing we could think of. The thought of that made us all shiver. All the technology that hasn't been invented yet! A lady stopped beside us, she looked in her late fifties,
"Shouldn’t you young girls be in school" she asked eyeing us cautiously "By the way," she pointed at me then Naria then me again with her bony finger "you two look sort of like my daughter, Saria"
I giggled then said "Hey, that's my mother's name!" and we walked on.
After a while Naria stopped "My dad said my mother's name was Saria and that she died in a car crash"
"No way!" I said "That's what my mom says about my father, Mario!"
“That’s my father’s name” giggled Naria. She looked confused, as did Carly. I probably did too.
"Let's get this straight" I said "Our parents have the same name and tell the same story about the other. Right?"
"Yes," Naria said growing more excited by the moment "we even look alike. Bet you anything were twins"
I laughed. "Hug it out!" I said and hugged Naria.


3: DOORWAY TO BETWEEN

Carly, Naria and I sat down on a park bench discussing how we were going to get back to the future. We also discussed our 'twinship' as we like to call it. The old lady turned to be our dead grandma Laria.
"Does you family tree go on like that, with all the 'arias'?" asked Carly
"Yep" Naria and I replied in unison. The three kids we met at Forest Hill walked by. Nicole (the blond) looked us up and down. "Aren't you people going to go back to the future or something and play with all your hi-tech gadgets?"
I sighed "We would if we could but we’re trapped here for now,"
"Suckers!" shouted Amelia (the brunette)
"Be nice" said Rebecca (the redhead), Amelia grumbled something nobody could understand.
"Maybe your machine or portal or whatever is where you popped in, ever think of that?" said Nicole
Carly agreed "We should go investigate,"
As we were getting nearer to their school Rebecca asked "Where exactly did you appear?"
Naria thought for a minute "We appeared beside that garbage can and those weird non-digital basketball nets"
"Weird non-digital nets, eh?" Amelia rolled her eyes.
"What's this?" Naria pointed to a small piece of paper on the ground
"Probably some kid’s homework," said Amelia
"Look at it!" said Rebecca.
Nicole studied it closely "It seems to be glowing," she finally said. Naria picked it up and read it:
I just found
My long lost twin
I'll pound on the door
'Till you let me in
A big door appeared, we stumbled backwards and stared up at the door, it was made of oak with an iron knocker. It looked like the entrance to a medieval castle without the castle to enter into.
"This is creepy," said Rebecca, "let's get going," They left and it was just us and the door.
"Hey!" I said "Didn't the poem say we'll pound on the door 'till they let us in?"
Everyone agreed they would do that so we pounded and pounded on the door until it creaked open. We all peeked through and to our surprise, it was all black. We could see the other side of the door was closed if we went around. We looked in again and I noticed another glowing piece of paper on the floor I picked it up and read:
The blue light will shine
And I will be fine
If I close my eyes
And shrink in size
We looked around and noticed that the room was shrinking.
"CLOSE YOUR EYES!" Naria shouted. Ten seconds passed. Twenty.
"O...P...E...N" came a low drawling voice. We opened our eyes meekly and saw we were surrounded by the once before seen blue light. Out from it emerged a figure. It looked like our teacher, Mr. Eyos, only we were smaller than his shoe.
"I'll start explaining." he said. "You took the path of reading the poems when you could have just said 'Twin, twin. United.' and gone back to your time. You had to close your eyes or you would have seen Between secrets. Between is the blue light that you've seen. You are currently in Between. You don't want to know what would happen to you if you had kept your eyes open. So now you have two options: the first is to just be transported to your time but remain this size or you could take a series of unusual tests. It's up to you."
We looked between ourselves confused yet excited and surprised.
"It would be so cool to be tiny" Naria gushed
"And dangerous," I added.
Carly agreed "let’s take the tests"
"The tests it is," said Mr. Eyos and snapped his fingers.


4: CHALLENGES AWAIT

We found ourselves in a room, it was a normal room, square. Over some P.A. system came a low drawling voice "YOU NEED TO CROSS THE ROOM TWICE AND END UP ON THE OPPOSITE SIDE OF THE ROOM. YOU'RE ALLOWED TO MOVE A LITTLE THIS WAY AND THAT BUT YOU MAY ONLY CROSS THE ROOM DIRECTLY, TWICE"
We all looked at each other clueless.
"He must've said that about moving this way and that for some reason," stated Carly
"Very true," I said "Or maybe he said that to try and confuse us"
"Well, it definitely worked" groaned Naria
"But everyone knows to go straight across and end up on the other side of the room you need to go across an odd amount of times and two is even, s..." Carly started saying. But we just looked at her as though she had just said that 1 plus 1 one was 2.
"We know," grumbled Naria
"I was getting to the point!" Carly explained "So the second time we cross must go across"
"You got it Carly!" I screamed "Let's do it!" Even Naria was now in not such a bad mood. We walked across the room at the side then went across it to the other side. We hi-fived each other and a door opened we walked through it behind it was a white and black room with white and black beds, bedside tables, walls and floors.
"YOU MAY SLEEP" came the voice over the P.A. system. We all flopped on the beds and fell asleep instantly.
*
At 7:00 a black and white alarm clock rang. I hadn't noticed it the day before in my tired state. I groaned, rolled over and tried to hit the non-existing snooze button.
"What kind of alarm clock has no snooze button?" I exclaimed
"That kind!" joked Naria. When we were all woken up and alert we were led into a dining room by a maid who looked really upset.
"This is what happens when you don't pass the tests. You become a maid. Good luck." she mumbled and rushed away.
The dining room was all white and blue.
"Wow this place is colour coordinated" said Naria disgusted. Bowls of Bran cereal were placed in front of us
"Mm, Bran" said Carly sarcastically but we were really hungry so we gobbled it up. After breakfast we were led over to another room, the whole room was filled with foam balls, all of them purple.
"FOR YOUR SECOND CHALLENGE" the P.A. came on again "YOU NEED TO FIND THE GREEN BALL IN THE MIDDLE OF THIS JUMBLE. THE TIMER IS ON!" we all scurried around but could all just hear the beep of the timer.
"Meeting above the foam!" I called and went in the direction I thought was up. Eventually my head was above the foam. Carly and Naria were already there.
"We need a work plan" I said, Carly nodded.
"You know when I was upside down" said Naria "I was thinking about what the guy said 'you need to find the green ball in the middle of this jumble' so we should look in the middle"
"I like the way you think" I told Naria and dived near the centre of the pitt. Carly and Naria dived in after me. After some looking around and people grabbing my foot a few times (my socks are green) I finally saw it. Green, a
lovely green. I snatched it and scurried up as fast as I could, I reached the surface with a big smile on my face
"I FOUND IT!" I shouted at the top of my lungs. Seconds later I saw Carly and Naria's heads pop up beside mine, smiling.
"Let me see it!" said Carly enthusiastically. I then I realized I had dropped it
"Sh..." I almost swore "I dropped it, sorry" I said and dove back down without another word. I saw it soon enough and went back up making sure I held on to the ball. I held it up in the air and their eyes widened.
"11 MINUTES 37 SECONDS" announced the P.A. "RECORD TIME TO BEAT: 5 MINUTES 54 SECONDS"



5: STRANGE WORDS AND VORTEXES

Days went on like this; waking up, doing challenges, waking up, doing challenges, waking up, doing challenges, every single day. After a week I was starting to get desperate we needed to end this and soon. Every night we discussed how we were to get out of this mess, every night we fell asleep before we could think of anything useful. On the ninth day something was different, Carly slept through the alarm but we quickly managed to wake her up after. She looked really confused.
"I have some tingling feeling," Carly mumbled then shuddered "In the back of my head..." Naria and I exchanged glances
"We should let her not do the challenge today" I said and Naria agreed. At breakfast Carly looked even worse. She was pale and had trouble speaking.
"I...itsspread... to m...my whollle heeaad...d...d" she managed "b...liinking...g"
"Blinking?" I asked. "What's blinking?" But Carly fainted, sticking her face in her oatmeal. Naria helped me pick her up and clear the oatmeal off her face. After a minute Carly came back, she was still weak, but less pale.
"I know it," she panted "I know it!"
"Know what?" I demanded. Carly shook her head, her old self again and explained
"Before I passed out I saw something blinking before my eyes it was so overwhelming..." Carly shook her head again "When I was passed out it was as though the fog was cleared, last week when I was still in our time and looking through the time camera at you. At the bottom, though I didn't pay attention to it at the time, was a blinking note that said 'WHEN IN DANGER SHOUT THE WORD SILOOGANGER'"
"Silooganger?" I asked "Really?"
"For Eternity With A Lock On It," Carly recited our old promise. "FEWALOI," That meant a lot to me so I didn't argue. It was Naria's turn to be suspicious
"Fewaloy?" she asked, saying it incorrectly "Really?"
"That's our promise from way back in elementary school" I explained "FEWALOI, For Eternity With A Lock On It."
"Yeah. Whatevs.” Naria brushed away the subject, "Why are we standing here and not shouting silooganger?"
"Let's go to our room first" suggested Carly. We agreed, thanked the maid and walked away. In the safety of our room I counted to three and we shouted "SILOOGANGER!!!" Beside us on the floor appeared a round, red portal. We stared at it suspiciously.
"At least it isn't blue," said Naria and we hopped in. When we landed we were greeted by a red fairy, we were the same size as her because we were so small. She introduced herself as Corelin
"This is The Core. Since you shouted silooganger, our code word for someone in trouble, you must've been in Between an evil organization that captures people. We try to help people out of there. A technique called memory insertion was used on you." Carly rubbed her forehead. Corelin continued. "All three of you have one wish. It will affect all of you, so choose wisely. I am not like a genie and I don’t screw up your wishes. Don’t be afraid" Her voice was calming and I didn’t feel afraid, just tired.
"I want to go back to our time," groaned Naria
"I want to be normal size," I pointed out sleepily. "Carly?"
"I want to get us a scholarship at Brindlemere private school," said Carly. I liked that idea.
"Zunilomello," said Corelin and snapped her fingers. I felt myself grow bigger. The bigger I grew the sleepier I grew. I felt myself drift I felt like a feather in the wind. I smiled faintly and let myself fall asleep.


6: BRINDLMERE

I woke up with a start I looked around. I was in my bedroom, it was the same as I remembered it. My clock screen showed the time and date. I tilted my head to the side the clock said it was the first day of school. I rode our porch to the 15th floor, the breakfast nook. Mom was in there cooking the same thing she had been what seemed like a week ago, on the first first day of school. “Good morning.” She said with a smile on her face “Are you ready for your first day at Brindlemere?” I smiled internally, Carly’s wish came true!
“Yup,” I said. My mom’s face changed, suddenly she was serious.
“We need to talk.” She said with a sigh. I predicted she was going to tell me about Naria. I nodded solemnly. “I’ve told you that your father died In a car crash, well, the truth is he is alive.” I acted as though I was processing the information.
“So he survived?” I suggested acting all innocent. No need to tell her I know about Naria.
“No, the truth is,” she sighed again “we split up when you were infants.” I pretended to look confused. “We split everything. You have a twin her name is Naria.” I smiled, in this alternate ending Naria exists too.
“Wow” I said
“I’ve told you because you’re going top the same school, you would’ve found out eventually.” I hurried through breakfast and put on the uniform of a red and white plaid skirt, a white shirt and white tights. I grabbed my bag and rushed to school with a grin on my face.
I arrived at school right on time. I saw Naria immediately. Carly walked into the school yard just then. We smiled and hugged. “Girls and Boys,” sounded our principal’s voice over the loudspeaker.
"Welcome to Brindlemere. Your classes will start shortly. Please go find your teacher."
I looked around franticly, we were supposed to have gotten a package in the mail but with our whole time travel confusion we didn't get it.
"Maria! Carly! Naria!" yelled a young woman "Over here!" I realized she was our teacher
"Come on guys!" I said and rushed over to her.
"I'm Ms. Artwel. I'm will be your teacher this year" she said with a smile on her face.
“What about the blue light?” Was it a trap?” Naria asked me later that day. I shrugged, I was just happy to be here, at Brindlemere.
“I guess we’ll never find out.” I muttered

Blah Blah

Cherry: I'll have a post up on Quebec as soon as I get the pictures. Anyways, I like pie. Do you? On a totally different note, I know some good books you should read! Why? Because they're awesome! So, what are the books? UGLIES, PRETTIES, SPECIALS and EXTRAS. Also I haven't read it but I hear another good book is BOGUS TO BUBBLY also by the same awesome author SCOTT WESTERFELD. Sorr... no. No sorrys. I used a bunch of caps lock DEAL WITH IT! I'm not being all rude just, as usual, stressing my point. My points need to be stressed. .......................................................... That is a collection of dots. Here's a few more: ......................... I guess that was unnecessary. WHATEVER! I'm really not creative right now so I'll end this post.

Polar Bears

Emily - this post is dedicated to you! For one I am posting, you asked on your blog. And this post is about polar bears! Polar bears are white bear-like creatures that live way up North! I know! I'm gonna write a poem about polar bears! So here goes nothing (well, actually my time goes):

there was a polar bear
he lived way up north
he got quite a scare
when gorth? porth? sorth? dorth? morth?

That was a fail. Sorry Emop. Can anybody help me complete that poem I feel like I've let Emily down. Sorry again. Wow. I do a lot of apologizing. I apologize for shortness of posts and my inability to write poems. What's next? Me apologizing for being silly? No. That can't happen. Silly is good. I now hate the word sorry. Hate is a harsh word, I dislike the word sorry.

Shortabilities

Well I'm at school and posting so ya. It is super hard to concentrate here cuz I'm sitting beside some guy playing a very annoying game. anyways I'm gonna write a story, well I'm gonna try. Nah, not enough time I have like two minutes. This is gonna be a short post but that I cannot help. To my left GWFG is writing a very gore filled story. That's all the time I have, sorry again for the shortness.

Things that start with Q(u)

Last post my asking for ideas worked well so this post I ask a few more questions. What you are interested in? I sort of asked that last time, but I say it again. Why should you tell me what you're interested in? 'Cause I'll probably incorporate that with my posts! I'm also wondering if you are you a dedicated viewer. If you are then use the word ecstatic (the opposite of melancholy) in your comment. Devoted means you've read every single one of my posts and commented at least once. I will not be able to post anything after this until Tuesday because I am going to Quebec! I'll tell y'all (nah, that's not my thing) about that later. I must mention the queen... I already have yay. What was that? Look at the title, you should understand.

Cindy and Opinions

This is my promised picture of Cindy, my teacher's dog, she's adorable:
Hey, people! I need your opinion. Do you like the picture of the purple banana? Is it too much? I need answers! Is there anything I should add to my blog? Once again: I need answers! I am really confuzed... Bye.

Txt Msg Stile

Hey! I fixed my creativity fan. Just wanted to let you know. No more excuses for lame posts. In this post I'll write a paragraph in txt msg:
hi my name is ana. how r u. im gud. i luv txtng. its so ez 2 spel stuf rong al da time. tho 4 sum wrds its hard 2 thnk of sumthing cre8ive. but thts not da point of txtng. wat is yor fave song/rtist. i dn't do qwestion mrks wile txtng. if u cn't reed ne of dis jst ask. mostly i leev owt vowels.
You know, ignore that sentence, I'll just translate it all, word for word, below.
Hi, my name is Ana. How are you? I'm good. I love texting. It's so easy to spell stuff wrong all the time. Though for some words it's hard to think of something creative. But that's not the point of texting. What is your favourite song/artist? I don't do question marks while texting. If you can't read any of this just ask. Mostly I leave out vowels.
Sorry for any bad grammar.

???

ahirnvienlkdrjnckaodpqkdsncmehriehfokjfwhyuteihfiqjhrrpcmbwyutxksngiencalqpurnvvghhrtyy. EH? ZAMOOF! rAnDoM! vrooooooooooooooooooooooom. popopopopopopopopoo. qwertyuiopasdfghjklzxcvbnm. blablablablablabla. I realize this post is probably starting to bug you, so let's talk music. Kesha bugs me. Fireflies is a good song. Rapping is... I don't wanna offend anybody. The radio always plays the same songs. That is probably why I'm mainly negative. AHHHHHHHHHH! I really wanna say that Justin Bieber sing like a girl but I don't wanna offend Bieber fans. AHHHHHHHHH!Actually I think I've already said that on this blog before. WOW! I've spent WAY too long talking about Justin Bieber. I don't even like the name Justin. Sorry all of the Justins in this world. AHHHHHHHHHHHHH! WAY WAY too long. NEW TOPIC! I realize it's lame to ask for followers. I know the only people that read this are people who are my friends or Family or have some other relation to me. Unless I have secret viewers... If so SPEAK UP! My creativity fan is probably still broken. I've changed my template because it slightly annoyed me that (her name is too long) GWFG is using the same theme as me and I HAD IT FIRST. No, I am not mad or anything so don't come to school and be like "I thought you were mad".

I'm at School

You can tell by the title but anyways I'll say it: I am at school. There is no creativity fan here so I'll write about school. BTW, Emily, you can buy one from the imagination store! School is this place where you learn. There are pencils and rulers and desks and computers! School is an unusual place. I'm unsure why, it just is. I like long words, they are fun to say! This post is mainly me trying to sound all smart and interesting. Why? Because this is school! My favourite subject is science! My teacher has requested of me one small favour: to post a picture of his dog, Cindy. One will be up as soon as he sends me a picture. This I am posting not at school but other than this sentence it was written 100% at school.

Life in General

I have been asked to do a post on everyday stuff (like my life). There go the brackets again. I will now write about normal every day stuff (like my life): I take swimming lessons at U of T, I'm in level six! Yada, yada ya. That's why I don't write stuff like that. I'll give it another shot but differently... I recently read this in a magazine, I find it very cruel (and controversial): Parks in Stockholm, the capital of Sweden, are being overrun with hungry rabbits. To keep the bunnies from destroying the parks, the city of Stockholm (If you are a bunny lover I advise you read no further) hires hunters to reduce the numbers of rabbits in the parks. The bodies of these rabbits (as many as 6,000 in a year) are frozen. Then they're transported to a heating plant, where they become fuel to heat Swedish homes. Swedish news editor James Savage says that some Swedes are "quite relaxed" about using bunny bodies to heat their houses, while others, to put it mildly, "think this is not a good way to treat rabbits."
Poor bunnies. In that magazine I learned what our ancestors looked like! I don't think it's the most appropriate picture. But cool nonetheless. This is Ardi:

(Creativity)

Hey! Right now there is no creativity flowing through the room I'm gonna do what the person beside me is doing. WAIT! I'm alone at home (silly me)! Um... I have no idea what to say at a time like this so I'll be quiet...













NO! That's just boring. I use brackets a lot (It's fun) I'm just putting it out there in case you didn't notice (you probably didn't) and (this is fun). I KNOW the last one was unnecessary but I like to stress my point (I do that a lot). I got a new clock (it lights up)! On the radio I am listening to Justin Bieber. The first time I heard him sing I thought he was a girl (no offence to all you Bieber fans out there). I like Emily's idea of a Picture Vortex. I have a creativity fan. It's broken. No, that's not creative. See? BROKEN! That confuses me. Anyways, right now my head is a plain white not a kaleidoscope of colour! I like that word; kaleidoscope. I like how it rings on my tongue when I say it. Just trying to sound like a good writer. C U L8R PPL!

Blog

Okay, I'm in a picturey mood. I want to post pictures. Right now you're about to see a bunch (7) of pictures of tho word BLOG because this is a, well, blog! What are you waiting for? Look at the pictures!

I don't, like, claim anything except finding these on google images!

Paint

Okay! If you've visited blogs I've recommended you might've noticed that people (Emily) enjoy paint. Well... I decided to try it. I admit it I don't publish many pictures. Anyways, I made a picture using paint I worked pretty hard on it and I think it's pretty good:

I may eventually upload more pics. I'm guessing this isn't a very interesting post so... GRUMP! I can't think of anything interesting. WAIT! No. OR... Nah. MAYBE? What was that all about? Anyways the word I use when I'm frustrated is: Glekshenmumurgh. It's pronounced

glek-shin-mum-erg

Yay! Bye!