A Stream Of Consciousness Mood(Rambles...)

I love writing in stream of consciousness; Whatever comes to mind, basically, non-stop. We did this right at the beginning of the school year in English. He hated mine and I thought it was quite good. Too bad I can't spell it...Or spell much, in any case. And I need to stop making typos. And I need to stop thinking about school, which is quite impossible for me at the moment. And I need to stop putting so much thought into what I'm going to write here. That completely defeats the purpose of it. The purpose of it being something more interesting than what I normally do. It's interesting, and fun. I'm glad I'm not starting this one at eleven at night amongst AIM chats like I do a lot. That really sucks. I need to write in my journal tonight. I'm surprised the marker I drew on the cover of my journal didn't fade out. It's good. I need to cover it in hearts and stickers and other typical adolescent things. I like the song Fluorescent Adolescent by Arctic Monkeys. Why aren't I listening to any song this very moment? I listened to my iPod on speaker in the car today. Does anyone know the band Athlete? I'd heard of them before, but they reminded me too much of athlete's foot so I never listened to them. They're actually quite good. I'd heard this one song before--"Half Light". The computer nearly caught a virus from me trying to find the lyrics to that last night. It should have been fine. MacAfee isn't that great. Oh, wait, only one A in McAfee. I should've known that. Brings us back to the typos and stuff. Somehow that reminded me of the Spanish field trip several weeks ago. That was fun. The bus ride sucked. Oh, guess what! Me and my mom are gonna see a Broadway show in November! It's this one with Daniel Craig in. She only wants to see it because she's a fangirl of his. Personally I don't see the appeal, but whatever. I wonder how my dad puts up with it. I can see how I'm such a fangirl. It's in my blood. My mom collected these really expensive pamphlets from old concerts. They were on the floor last night in the spare room. The Police looked like a boy band back then. According to this thing I read Sting is really stuck up. They called it "The Lead Singer Problem " or something. Bono didn't seem stuck up either. I knew Morrisey was, he really is. He's songs are a tad overrated. Brandon isn't stuck up! How dare they! Wikipedia said he wanted to knock bands like Nirvana and Led Zepelling of their pedestal! WTF he never said anything of the sort! Stupid people, get your facts straight. I talk about him a lot. It's weird how when people mention Killers concerts I still get jealous despite having gone to two concerts already. Oh my god, not long until V Festival! I should count. We have a Top Gear calender hanging on the wall. It has good quotes and stuff. Top Gear isn't funny anymore. I wanna read what I've written. I'm reading what I've written so far. Hmm, I thought I'd written more than that. It's the style of writing, I know it. Out of ideas now. I might go into Boston tomorrow to this ship thing. Reminds me of this other ship thing I went to in the summer. I was a annoyed at my mother today. I was annoyed at my mother today. That sounded odd. I should bring my camera and load pictures here. Loading pictures is a pain. Photobucket is annoying. I dislike the picture count at the bottom of the page. Now they're stuck up. I can't be bothered to italicize. I wanna put a CD on. I wanna listen to The Script. Ooh cool my CD holder can hold two CDs in one pocket. Where's the case for The Script CD? That's okay, found it. I like the cover for this. Personally I don't think "Irish soul" is a good description for this band. That's what V Festival called them. The opening track is far too generic for my liking. They have a song called I'm Yours. Jason Mraz has a song called that too. You all know that, I know. Mraz is a weird name. Hayleyghoover likes him. He's alright. Waking Up In Vegas sounds far too generic. When I first heard of it I thought it should sound more unique. Don't Trust Me is unique for a song like that. They're playing at Warped Tour. They were talking about Warped Tour on a music magazine cover at Barnes and Noble today. Weezer were on the cover. They're cool. I need to watch Fuse so much more. Kinda repetitive, though. I'm writing a lot of sentence fragments. 2nd song on this album just started! it reminds me of the Abbey Road When You were Young version. I really wanna visit Abbey Road. It must be hell if you have to drive up there every day to work or something. The Beatles were cool. In the car Don't Look Back in Anger came on, that's by Oasis, and my mom's like "Is this Imagine by John Lennon?" and then when I tell her it isn't she knows all the words of it. That's weird. I've never actually listened to Imagine. It's supposed to be good. I love cliche songs. The Script DEFINITELY are not Irish soul. The verses in this are almost like rapping, but not. I'll write until the ed of this album. That'll be far too long. Maybe half way through. I need to check Facebook. No one'll be on at this time. My sister just joined ACC. She's gonna be such a n00b there. She'll never survive. God, I miss that website. I ate too much today. I worry about my weight too much. I went looking for a book on my school reading list today, and every shop didn't have them. That sucked. I wanna read the Mark Twain one. I first read a Mark Twain passage at the end of 4th grade, and I had no idea what the heck was happening. He was doing something with a Beatle at church. Haha, I just capitalised 'beatle'. John Lennon, Ringo Starr...Er, this is even weirder than before. I feel like I should be hyper but I'm not. Charles Dickens is incredible. I like his writing style more than most. I read the intro of Great Expectations in Barnes and Noble today. That's how I write in my dreams. Not in actual dreams. Why do we call both 'dreams'? That sentence made little sense, again. I love this. My thoughts flicker a lot. That's probably because I'm an introvert, at least partly, that's quite common. Introverts are cool. I think Charles Dickens was an introvert. And Charles Darwin. I think I'm getting my research crossed. My mother says I have an encyclopedic knowledge of music. I don't; It's called Wikipedia, mom. She's quite annoying. That's because I'm such a teenager. When does Harry potter come out? I wanna see that. Did you hear, the two Twilight people broke up? Kevin Jonas' marriage will never last. Danielle something. Something with a D. On YouTube WHATTHEBUCKSHOW said "Same letter initials are bad news, Lindsay Lohan". And then he's like, "But this is worse. We'll call her double D. Does that mean she has big boobs?". That's awesome. He has good quotes. He speaks like I write now. People who talk too slow on YouTube bug me. I shall write for one more song, and that's it. This'll be amusing to read back.What avatar will my sister pick for ACC? Something stupid. She's obsessed with fish on ACC. She can barely move in her house now, she has so many. That WHATTHEBUCK quote...Should I take it out? I won't. My sense of humour is odd. It can be very dark at times. Most people would hate it, think there's something wrong with me. There probably is something wrong with me. Yeah, that's what everyone says. People who boast weirdness 24/7 are annoying. That's most people. Middle schoolers are really annoying in general. I really wanna go to high school, but also I really don't. I wonder what 8th grade is like. Why am I talking about school AGAIN? Putting labels for this will be very difficult. Should I even do it? I wanna read. I wonder what books my mother owns. I talk about her loads here, little does she know. No where around here sells Starsailor. Wait, I always talk about music. I should talk about something else. Jeff Buckley. I have no idea. Rufus Weinwright is cool. Michael Jackson is scary. and I have probably scared everyone who started reading this off. Bye <3

My Really Bad AC Story

Sometime this morning I was looking through my old files on this computer just to, you know, see what came up. And what I found was this file titled 'Out Of Control' that I couldn't remember writing. Turns out, it was this Animal Crossing fanfiction I wrote...well, over a year ago. It wasn't really a story, considering I wrote about six or seven chapters(Very, very short chapters). And, thank God I'm a better writer than I was then. Wanna see it? It sucks, as the previous sentences would suggest, but I just thought I'd show you the first two chapters if you're interested, which you're probably not. Notice repetition, comma-splicings, and the like.







"The sun began to set below the horizon. Streams of ruby red and golden yellow filtered through the nigh sky, casting elongated shadows along the dusty ground.

I sat behind Tom Nook's the department store in town, my feet leaning up against an apple tree. I was holding a sketch book, and began to draw Lamborghinis, as I watched the night begin.

As I began to "zone out" I felt a distinctive crack on the back of my head. I picked up the chestnut brown acorn, left over from autumn, which had been thrown at me.

"Oh ha ha" I spoke sarcastically, changing my stare to my friends sitting on a branch above me.

Angus, Poncho, Rod, and Punchy jumped down to look at me.

"Yo, Luce!" Poncho declared, shouting it out as if he intended for the whole of Ootoo for hear.

"Hey guys. Where have you been all day?" I replied.

"Nothin' that's what" Angus replied, in his "tough-guy" voice." KK's comin' tomorrow, and the whole world has to get ready for like a month beforehand. How dumb! There's nothin' to do…"

I saw the others roll their eyes behind him, and I smiled to myself.

"Well, dude, if you're THAT bored" exclaimed Rod" then let's go for a run around the orchard! Come on!" I watched Rod run ahead, but I decided to stay behind. Last time Rod went running at night he ran into a tree…

As Angus, Punchy, Poncho, and I walked towards the Cherry Willow Orchard the wind began to pick up. We walked north, towards the lake. The air contained a pungent smell of freshly cut grass, and deep amber flowers blossomed outside savannah's garden.

We entered the orchard, and walked down to the lake. Then, as if out of nowhere, we heard the Booming and overly sarcastic sounds of…them. Portia and Opal.

I bent down and peered my head through the overgrown cherry tree branches and ran over to the Big Willow. Portia and Opal loomed over a small figure, their overly-made-up faces snickering.

I soon noticed the "small figure" to be Dora. She was sitting on a patch of emerald green grass, a sketchbook in hand.

"What are YOU drawing then, Dora?" Opal teased, smiling and flickering her eyelashes.

"Just some patterns" Dora smiled, moving her patterns closer to her torso, self consciously.

"Well, show us then. Come on" Portia scoffed menacingly.

" Yeah, come on Dora" Opal moved closer, " I'm sure an A-list designer, like me, could critique your work" she said, emphasizing her use of "critique" to show her upper-class status.

Dora, running through her options, stood up.

"I'd love to, friends" she smiled, seeing as Portia and Opal were about to explode with laughter" But it's getting late, and I have to tidy my house. See you tomorrow" She waved, and skipped home, into the night.

" Ha, classic!" Opal cried

Portia spotted us among the branches.

" Now, THAT'S the way to do it, kids" she spoke to us. " See you later, chao!"

Once, she had removed her self from the scene, I picked up a piece of paper off the ground, that Dora had dropped. But, it was not just "a pattern"."





Yes, yes, I know what you're thinking about its quality, but I did enjoy writing it at the time. I do even have the urge to edit quite a lot of it(For a start, it's a relatively common fact that females in the Animal Crossing world are only allowed to wear dresses. So, why would she have her feet angled up an apple tree?), if not all, and it's too bad I can't remember a thing of the plot after what I'd written. Oh well.

I haven't got much to talk about. We just went to the mall today, ne and my mom. FYE didn't have the Starsalor album I wanted, and she got new perfume that makes the whole house smell like Abercrombie. well, it's more like Abercrombie with a slight hint of Hot Topic which is a very interesting scent to capture. I've been watching a lot of the Animal Crossing movie(And the AC obsession continues...)online. Now they've got at least half of it with an English voiceover. The movie is interesting, it makes you wish the actual games were that good. The plot is not as great. I've started to learn Shattered by O.A.R. on the piano, too, which is fun.

Bye,

I'm Saving Decent Blog Ideas For The Summer

The title is the reason of all these 'updates'. I at least did a few interesting posts a few months ago, but not anymore...

This week's been one of the craziest of the year so far. Yesterday, as I'd explained on Wednesday, was my "Celebration Of Learning". It was so much better than last year. The math, as I'd also explained, involved us showing our Walking Rated tri-folds. By "presenting", I do mean standing there staring at the minute hand on the clock while parents come in, hoping their child was there. The nice ones ask questions, but that's rare. Events like this are the most boring things to happen in school. Especially because my math teacher--Trying her best to be friendly, which isn't in her nature(Children or otherwise)--who wouldn't let us sit down. In LA we read poetry, and disappointingly, when people finished reading we clapped in stead of the arty clicking thing you're supposed to do at most poetry readings. Oh, and what I've learned from this is "I will shoot you if you write a poem about war". I hate people who obsess over peace, quite frankly. we watched a video on some of the projects of the year, with all but one video not working. We did our walk-A-Thon, and I'd improved from last year! I ended about...10th to last. Better than my "Last place by a mile" place last time. There was also this thing where select people got to throw "Pies" at the teachers, and in the afternoon we had a long recess.

First period today we had Social Studies, and we'd actually started a new section with a week to go...Well, better than Social Studies last year, where we did Ancient India in two weeks, and Ancient China in four days, because my teacher had spent months on Mesopotamia. Literally. We'd started Islam. I thought it was so interesting. Except when my teacher brought up the post-9/11 prejudice we have against these people, which turned into Nazi Germany, which turned into Japanese people-Pearl Harbor, which turned into "We shouldn't have judgements about anyone". As much as you say "Oh, I get to know people before passing judgement", it's completely human nature to do so. I don't think there's any way for us to stop.

We had about 3/4 of science next. We talked about the food chain, and energy, and watched a slide show made by my teacher. It was interrupted because we had to go to a Parade in the gym. My sister's school principal is leaving this year, and this is the sort of dragged-out, babyish "Good bye!" thing that elementary schools tend to do far too much. This was taking place in our gym, despite theirs being literally next door(Connected schools) and equal in size. My school sat on the bleachers, looking as if we wanted no association to the teachers in clown outfits holding up plastic signs that say "Applause", and "Shh...". Honestly, we didn't, even if 90% in my grade went there only a couple of years ago. The grades piled in, one at a time, holding signs and wearing weird headbands and whatnot. The 400 people in my school, plus the 600 in her's, plus teachers, plus parents, led to a very claustrophobic atmosphere. A couple of middle school classes did embarrassing performances, including 8th grade Spanish with the song we'd tried to learn, and failed at, on Wednesday. Then each grade did their own performances. They were the sort of things put together in 15 minutes, poorly-performed, with teachers kneeling a few feet forward acting out the movements, with more enthusias, than each of their students put together. Even my English teacher, sitting a few feet in front of me, couldn't disagree when someone said "Ugh, this is taking forever!". We eventually got out of there after 2 1/2 periods.

I had health 5th period. Today we started depression and suicide, and we had to make a pie-graph of our last 24 hours, coloring each section with how we felt at the time. I took this far too far, ending up with twice as many sections as everyone around me. I had math 6th, and we were told to measure arts of the stairs around the building. Wouldn't you thing the measurements within one building, at least inside, would be exactly the same? It seemed really pointless. After lunch we had to clean up our journals in English for grading. Our teacher would ask us questions about what we'd learn etc. and talk about improvement. Luckily, I didn't get to go today. Phew!

Not much else to talk about. My 2nd ACC account got banned. They also replied to my e-mail, calling my notifications "Constant and unrelenting", which is of course an exaggeration. The ACC ruled are ridiculous. My sister's friend is at my house for the 5th time this week, and we went to Target to get tape because all the pictures on my wall are falling down. Currently they're on the other computer, watching "Beat It"; Alvin And The Chipmunks version(My sister and her friend, not the pictures on my wall). As for music, I've just been flicking through random songs on my iPod. My favorites at the moment are 1979 by Smashing Pumpkins, Panic Switch by Silversun Pickups, and Ain't No Rest For The Wicked by Cage The Elephant. Oh, in the Ain't No Rest music video, the singer is wearing these awesomely-colored skinny jeans. They're like purpey, reddy, marrony...They're awesome.

This weekend, I'm no doubt having my sister's friend round again, and on Sunday Adele and Matt are coming round because it's Brandon's birthday!

Bye,

Nothing Can Go Wrong When The World Smells Of Grass Cuttings xD

Hello blog-readers,

We had the grass-cutter, or whatever I'm supposed to call him, 'round today. Now everything smells like grass cuttings. I love that smell. It kinda encouraged me to take some pointless pictures of my back yard. I'd show them to you, but my camera is being difficult. DX

Today during homeroom I told Adele I wouldn't blog today, I'd blog tomorrow when I actually had something to write about(Celebration Of Learning). She told me that I'd then hype it all up and type about it in one paragraph. This isn't far from the truth I suppose. So, here I am blogging instead of enjoying the above wonders of nature today. And, I don't know if I'll blog tomorrow, even if there is a paragraph worth of stuff to talk about.

I decided to be spontaneous. From now on, I'm going to post with labels. Crazy, right?

Ah, where to begin today. I had Enrichment first period. I basically read Harry Potter(Instead of Looking For Alaska, which I've now deemed inappropriate for reading in school) some more in the learning-assistant teacher's room. The teacher kept trying to start up a conversation with me. She'd been doing this a lot ever since yesterday when she read my completed poetry book and told me I had talent. I had never talked to her before that. Partly because I think she's a dominating know-it-all, and because I typically look down on the role of learning-assistant. I mean, every one's complaining about *gasp* THE ECONOMY at the moment. My school's already cut Art down to two weeks per year, we're losing 6th grade Latin next year(I think, or the year after) and I heard we're losing our librarian, too. But in my eyes those are all twice as important as an f-ing Learning-assistant teacher. It's really silly.

I had a double-period block of Science for 2nd and 3rd. We worked on researching the pond-water organism, animal, and plant we found when we went out to our school pond last week. I had to wait twenty minutes because the computers weren't working...Well, the third one worked. I have a particular fondness of all things microscopic so it was a good assignment, other than the fact I had to do Nematodes. They're really nothing more than microscopic worms. I looked a little into Water Bears. Now those are interesting if not rather disturbing to me. Want to know something else? I'm also slightly scared of biting, blood sucking(Or what could look like that) insects and microscopic insects. Ah, I'm so weird.

Spanish was a fun class, kinda. We had to sing a song. One that was rather too fast for any 7th grade Spanish kid to speak, let alone sing. We were split into groups of four to sing in front of everyone. Where the heck was she coming from when she did that? Stuff like that doesn't make people sing any louder. But it was fun to hear some of the popular guys screaming their lungs out to the song, and adding in some non-Spanish babbling from time to time. One guy even got a guitar from the music room--Probably more to escape Spanish than to play along to the song--which, considering it was very out of tune, was hilarious.

After lunch I had health. We got to go outside, and we did the ol' "Passive, aggressive, assertive behaviors" routine. And, guess what, we even did skits! How much more of an uncreative activity could you think of, seriously? Once again, the popular guys make classes like Health and Spanish worth going to. There was one when these two people were either drunk or high(Hard to tell, really) and then go "Unicorn!!" and run and crash into the largest guy in my class. And, where these two guys were going out, and (Of course) the one who was twice the height as the other played the girl.

We got to finish with a double class of Social studies. We're doing yet more last-minute work for the celebration we have tomorrow. We were put into groups to make posters. Mine was on the Byzantine Empire. Tomorrow we have to quiz our parents on the matter. I'd warned my mother of this. without my help, she could go two ways; "I'm an idiot", or "I'm English and therefore highly intelligent, especially on all things European". Both ways I'd love to avoid if I can. In the 2nd half some people, not me luckily, got to scrape of the blue tape on the floor, that had been put down three or four months ago for a Geography activity. My teacher found out the most effective way of doing so was scraping with the erasers from the "Flea Market Pencils" she got for 25 cents last summer, that don't sharpen. It all got insane as it usually does with last period classes. While clearing up someone had left a picture of Jesus on the floor...And, well, I thought the whole "JEEEESUS ON THE FLOOR, SOMEONE PICK UP JEEEESUS OF THE FLOOR" act was rather amusing. As much as I complain about my school, there have been so many funny memories over the year.

Speaking of basically everything said I don't believe I've talked about the Celebration of Learning yet, have I? It's something my school does every year. Parents come in to see all the marvelous things we'd done. It's pretty much all done in the week or so before the event of course. Tomorrow we're doing some poetry reading, parent-quizzing, showing our tri-folds in math, and I have no idea what in Science. And then we get to watch a slide show in the auditorium, and then the Walk-a-thon my grade's done, then we get to eat hot dogs and such. I don't know what in the afternoon. Probably watching a movie or something. Whatever happens, it's better than last year which was standing by my Science project for two hours, walking a mile behind everyone else, and not being able to eat amazing food because my teeth were enduring braces-pain at the time.

A couple other points worth making...

I have been banned from AnimalCrossingCommunity.com. Just to let you know. Well, I don't know if it's a perma-ban. I got a violation point added to my account for something I did--And got reported for previously--Over a month ago. Something's gone clearly wrong, and now I'm banned. But, you might want to send a PT to SoulNotSoldier. *winks*

Music's been up-and-down. I'm annoyed at Fuse for not properly updating their Top Ten Alternative Countdown yet. Posting the same thing but with a load of interviews does not make it any enjoyable...Well, Brandon was actually mentioned in an MGMT interview. God, just update it. I've been listening to The Script, Kasabian, and MGMT for the past few days. I want that Kasabian album, the new one. And I also found out Arctic Monkeys have a new album out in August.

See ya,