Friday, April 20, 2007

   peace dudes! have a groovy day!!

are you wondering about my subject? lol cuse we had a day were we could dress up as hippies!! and thats what i did!! ^^ lol i got some pics too!! no of me though. -_- wish i could. ill try though to get it on their. naruto says "PEACE IT!" yeah thats a bad joke but wahtever. i wore pants that had peace and love sewn on em and their were really big and bulky cause the didnt fit right cuase i got tem at the salvation army. they got lots of cool hippi stuff. ^^ wouldve thought it? then i wore a bandana on my head lots of jewerly that didnt match and a vest. ^^ it was funny. i was alost the only person who dressed up like that in my minischool. only about 2 other people remembered. lol i hate preps even more now. this one preppy girl (shes nice actually. i litle less preppy than the others) got left out at a table. cause their wasnt enough room their so she sat with us at the dorks/weirdos/and supossedly the evil girl table. the other preppy girlskept on lookin over where we were and laughed and pointed at her cause she was sittin with us. -_- thats just mean. why do people do that? they know that it hurts their feelings! i dont think that she saw but i did and i felt really bad for the girl even though she was preppy shes not as evil as them. and she kept on askin them to sit with her before she sat with us and they just said no! she was their friend!! they shouldve....why? why do people act like that? what makes them think that making fun of other people is okay? i dont mind when they make fun of me cause im used to it! i get made fun of all the time! i just hate it when people do that to others! i hate it when people call others stupid and weirdo and make fun of who they hang out with and what they wear, and what they do! it makes me so sad for them. not angry anymore like i used to but i now pity them becasue they dont act like they know. they just do. they dont think at all and i pity them. okay this is the last thingy. i just wnat to apologize for my short term memory. -_- iv been oing "umm....what were we talkin bout?" more often than usual. but its cause of the terranova tests (the end of the year tests for Tennesee) and so now that their through i shoul be gettin bette at rememberin. if i dont sorry.

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Wednesday, April 18, 2007

nuttin much today so ima gonna put up the whole story since i forgot to yesterday!!! and remember this is the prelude!!!! so when i get to the actuall chapters i wont put up every single one of em. sorry bout that but my books gonna be loooong. like this

Zombies Almost blending in with the white hospital bed, a pale, blonde girl fluttered her eyes. Her father took a syringe and filled it with a strange silver liquid. A tear fell on her brow as he injected her with the substance. Afterwards she slumped back on the chair beside her bed and once again took in his surroundings. A pink cheery room with china dolls and trophies covered the room, but messing with the image of a healthy 8-year-old room, medicine papers the table, and wires all connecting to the girl dominated the room. He sighed…it took a lot of money and effort to get the supplies he needed but he wasn’t going to let his one and only daughter suffer in a cold hospital. He looked at his pride and joy and hoped that the “curisene” was working. He had spent the last 15 years, even before his daughter was born, perfecting. He had a general idea of what it could do and tested it many times, but never on a human being. It was the last hope for his daughter though. Soon cancer would overtake her small, fragile body, and she would die. He brushed away the limp hair, and saw with astonishment, color coming back to her cheeks. He looked at the monitors. Her heart rate seemed normal, the first time for 9 months. He quickly looked back, frightened. Her eyes slowly opened and when she saw her father, she smiled. “Hi…dad.” One year later “It seems that all of our health problems are over. Since of that amazing discovery made by Dr. Thomas Whitefeird, almost all-major diseases have been wiped out! The “curisene” has been spread across the-“Thomas Whitefeird snapped off the television and smiled. “Janie pumpkin! Time for bed! Janie, answer me! Janie?!” yelled Thomas Whitefeird as he rushed to his daughters’ room. As he always did when she didn’t answer, although for the past year she seemed fine, he always fretted about a relapse. “Janie!” he yelled frantically. He burst though Janie’s door ignoring the poster of a popular singer that he could never remember the name of. He then almost fell in the middle of the room, when he saw Janie sitting limply on the bed. “D-dad…” she whispered, “I f-feel all weird. What’s wrong w-with me? Her eyes rolled over, and she fell on the bed. “Janie!” yelled Thomas Whitefeird frantically. He scrambled over to the bed and held his daughters’ head. “Janie!” she looked up with hazy eyes. “Eeeeegghhh….” She moaned. Suddenly she started to bite and scratch at her dad making deep trenches in his skin. “JANIE!” screams Dr. Whitefeid. As he strapped her to her bed. He was glad that he worried over seizures. As she struggled, no longer able to speak and apparently wanting him dead. He went and checked her heart rate and other medical things, not even seeming to notice his own wounds. His eyes widened. “Janie…” he checked her stats again, knowing that it wasn’t wrong. Her skin was clammy and cold and she had deep sunken eyes. She was dead. But Janie was still thrashing around in her bed. It couldn’t be possible but there was the proof right in front of him. No heartbeat, no nothing. His hand absentmindedly scratched his wounds. He felt dizzy and he wanted to sleep. He crashed to the ground. A minute later he sat up, with sunken eyes and clammy skin. He ran out of the room, not noticing his still-raving daughter on the bed. _________________________________________________ Humans One year earlier “Can you believe it?” Veeba squealed, “He’s better! He’s better!” “Veeba, you’ve said that a thousand times now. We’re all very happy that your boyfriend is better but how about we talk about something else now?” said her mother sighing. “Mom, you know I don’t like the name Veeba, I want to be called Viola. Veeba is just weird. And people always mispronounce it. I still have no idea how you came up with It.” Complained Veeba. She then paced the hospital waiting room not caring that everyone else in the room was glaring at her. “He’s better” she mumbled to herself. “After a year of leukemia, he’s better. Thank you Dr. Whitefeird for your medicene. Thank you God.” Then forgetting herself yelling to the amazement of the others in the waiting room, “THANK YOU!” her mouth gaped open, “ummm… hello. I was just going now…. So…. Ummm…. Yeah. Goodbye. She backed up right into a nurse. “Oh hello. Can he come out now?” the nurse nodded and walked into the next room, leaving a very tired looking teenager. “Hey. What’s up? Are you gonna stand there or welcome me?” joked Veebas’ boyfriend. Veeba tried to stop looking astonished and whispered, “Brian? Brian is that you?” she ran up to him and kissed him on the cheek. “Brian! I’m so glad you’re all right! Oh I’m so happy! That medicine is a miracle!” One year later “Brian! Brian, come on! Hurry!” demanded Veeba gasping for air, “Hurry! Those…. Those things aren’t fast but I don’t want them to get any closer! Please Brian! Don’t just stand there!” Veeba stepped back. Brian turned around. You could see his pale skin, sunken, emotionless eyes…. Veeba ran out of the room with Brian chasing her. If she were in a laughing mood, she would have called him the running dead. She dashed into a spare room in her house where she and Brian had bolted into to escape from those…. Well…the only word she could think to use was zombies. She had no idea how it happened but all she could remember was that they just suddenly popped up everywhere. “Oh no….” she whispered as she heard multiple people at the outside of the door. Then she heard grunting and scratching as they were trying to figure a way in. “Brian.” She turned around and ran into a warm woolen shirt. “Hello. Are you in need of assistance from the living dead in your lovely house? My name is Ezekial, but you can call me Zeke if you want. May I have the honor of your name?” Veeba just stared at the young dignified man who was standing in her spare room. He had blond unkempt hair that was about shoulder leangth. He was tall for his age – she guessed about 18 – and was wearing very nice clothes. The only thing that bothered her was his over-politeness and him standing in her room. She stepped back and trying to sound strong but wavering in her voice questioned, “H-how did you get in here?” “The window of course. I would have come through the front door if I could though. Now about your safety, I would be glad to help.” “Are you crazy? I am NOT going anywhere with you. I would rather go with the zombies!” she screamed hystarically. “Go AWAY!” Zeke sighed, and said, “I was afraid that it would come to this. Please forgive me.” Zeke then picked up Veeba and threw her over his shoulders. “What are you doing!!” she yelled, “Let go of me you MONSTER!” “Monster…. Funny.” Zeke muttered under his breath. “Come along then.” He said in a louder voice. “W-what? Where are you –“ Veebas’ voice was cut off when Zeke suddenly climbed out of the window and jumped on the roof. When she regained her voice she screamed, “WHAT ARE YOU DOING??” It didn’t really matter what she asked because he wasn’t listening. He was paying too much attention towards the zombies below them. Zeke jumped from Veeba’s house to the next door neighbors. “Oh. My. God.” Whispered Veeba to herself. “Not quite” laughed Zeke. Who then jumped to another house. _________________________________________________

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Tuesday, April 17, 2007

Brice *the really cute guy* is so sweet.....but really weird. wow we're more alike than i thougt.....

hes weird cause he gave a person the story that i had printed out to show him/ma friends. *sigh* i like him but you shouldnt do that. *sigh sigh sigh sigh* *sigh* lolz. okay you guys want to read the next part of the story? ima not done with the vampire section so i may not get done with you sites. sorry.....but this is really important to me!! i want to publish this book by the time im out of highschool!! and its gonna be loooooong. like harry potter long. oor at least im hopin. O.o it might be made into a movie....but heres the "humans" chapter. Humans One year earlier “Can you believe it?” Veeba squealed, “He’s better! He’s better!” “Veeba, you’ve said that a thousand times now. We’re all very happy that your boyfriend is better but how about we talk about something else now?” said her mother sighing. “Mom, you know I don’t like the name Veeba, I want to be called Viola. Veeba is just weird. And people always mispronounce it. I still have no idea how you came up with It.” Complained Veeba. She then paced the hospital waiting room not caring that everyone else in the room was glaring at her. “He’s better” she mumbled to herself. “After a year of leukemia, he’s better. Thank you Dr. Whitefeird for your medicene. Thank you God.” Then forgetting herself yelling to the amazement of the others in the waiting room, “THANK YOU!” her mouth gaped open, “ummm… hello. I was just going now…. So…. Ummm…. Yeah. Goodbye. She backed up right into a nurse. “Oh hello. Can he come out now?” the nurse nodded and walked into the next room, leaving a very tired looking teenager. “Hey. What’s up? Are you gonna stand there or welcome me?” joked Veebas’ boyfriend. Veeba tried to stop looking astonished and whispered, “Brian? Brian is that you?” she ran up to him and kissed him on the cheek. “Brian! I’m so glad you’re all right! Oh I’m so happy! That medicine is a miracle!” One year later “Brian! Brian, come on! Hurry!” demanded Veeba gasping for air, “Hurry! Those…. Those things aren’t fast but I don’t want them to get any closer! Please Brian! Don’t just stand there!” Veeba stepped back. Brian turned around. You could see his pale skin, sunken, emotionless eyes…. Veeba ran out of the room with Brian chasing her. If she were in a laughing mood, she would have called him the running dead. She dashed into a spare room in her house where she and Brian had bolted into to escape from those…. Well…the only word she could think to use was zombies. She had no idea how it happened but all she could remember was that they just suddenly popped up everywhere. “Oh no….” she whispered as she heard multiple people at the outside of the door. Then she heard grunting and scratching as they were trying to figure a way in. “Brian.” She turned around and ran into a warm woolen shirt. “Hello. Are you in need of assistance from the living dead in your lovely house? My name is Ezekial, but you can call me Zeke if you want. May I have the honor of your name?” Veeba just stared at the young dignified man who was standing in her spare room. He had blond unkempt hair that was about shoulder leangth. He was tall for his age – she guessed about 18 – and was wearing very nice clothes. The only thing that bothered her was his over-politeness and him standing in her room. She stepped back and trying to sound strong but wavering in her voice questioned, “H-how did you get in here?” “The window of course. I would have come through the front door if I could though. Now about your safety, I would be glad to help.” “Are you crazy? I am NOT going anywhere with you. I would rather go with the zombies!” she screamed hystarically. “Go AWAY!” Zeke sighed, and said, “I was afraid that it would come to this. Please forgive me.” Zeke then picked up Veeba and threw her over his shoulders. “What are you doing!!” she yelled, “Let go of me you MONSTER!” “Monster…. Funny.” Zeke muttered under his breath. “Come along then.” He said in a louder voice. “W-what? Where are you –“ Veebas’ voice was cut off when Zeke suddenly climbed out of the window and jumped on the roof. When she regained her voice she screamed, “WHAT ARE YOU DOING??” It didn’t really matter what she asked because he wasn’t listening. He was paying too much attention towards the zombies below them. Zeke jumped from Veeba’s house to the next door neighbors. “Oh. My. God.” Whispered Veeba to herself. “Not quite” laughed Zeke. Who then jumped to another house.

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Monday, April 16, 2007

   Mr. Sandman, bring me a dream! make him the cutest that iv ever seen!

that one line is stuck in my head. *pops own head* GET OUT DARN YOU GET OUT!!!! TT_TT its still no out. we've started terranova today. yuck. and guess what? they wont let you read after youv finished and when everyone is still working and theres 30 minutes out of the 44 youv started with. boo. oi! guess what? ima makin a book!! me and my dad got started talking on how they should make a movie of zombies vrs. vampires. (zombies are my fav. but unfortunatly they cant be a main character so vampirs are gonna win.) if i show t to you you have to promise you wont steal it. PROMISE DARN YOU! lol yeah so ima gonna put the 1st chapter in. how the zombies got started. tommorwo the vampires. the next day the humans. then the real book. ^^ Zombies Almost blending in with the white hospital bed, a pale, blonde girl fluttered her eyes. Her father took a syringe and filled it with a strange silver liquid. A tear fell on her brow as he injected her with the substance. Afterwards she slumped back on the chair beside her bad and once again took in his surroundings. A pink cheery room with china dolls and trophies covered the room, but messing with the image of a healthy 8-year-old room, medicine papers the table, and wires all connecting to the girl dominated the room. He sighed…it took a lot of money and effort to get the supplies he needed but he wasn’t going to let his one and only daughter suffer in a cold hospital. He looked at his pride and joy and hoped that the “curisene” was working. He had spent the last 15 years, even before his daughter was born, perfecting. He had a general idea of what it could do and tested it many times, but never on a human being. It was the last hope for his daughter though. Soon cancer would overtake her small, fragile body, and she would die. He brushed away the limp hair, and saw with astonishment, color coming back to her cheeks. He looked at the monitors. Her heart rate seemed normal, the first time for 9 months. He quickly looked back, frightened. Her eyes slowly opened and when she saw her father, she smiled. “Hi…dad.” One year later “It seems that all of our health problems are over. Since of that amazing discovery made by Dr. Thomas Whitefeird, almost all-major diseases have been wiped out! The “curisene” has been spread across the-“Thomas Whitefeird snapped off the television and smiled. “Janie pumpkin! Time for bed! Janie, answer me! Janie?!” yelled Thomas Whitefeird as he rushed to his daughters’ room. As he always did when she didn’t answer, although for the past year she seemed fine, he always fretted about a relapse. “Janie!” he yelled frantically. He burst though Janie’s door ignoring the poster of a popular singer that he could never remember the name of. He then almost fell in the middle of the room, when he saw Janie sitting limply on the bed. “D-dad…” she whispered, “I f-feel all weird. What’s wrong w-with me? Her eyes rolled over, and she fell on the bed. “Janie!” yelled Thomas Whitefeird frantically. He scrambled over to the bed and held his daughters’ head. “Janie!” she looked up with hazy eyes. “Eeeeegghhh….” She moaned. Suddenly she started to bite and scratch at her dad making deep trenches in his skin. “JANIE!” screams Dr. Whitefeid. As he strapped her to her bed. He was glad that he worried over seizures. As she struggled, no longer able to speak and apparently wanting him dead. He went and checked her heart rate and other medical things, not even seeming to notice his own wounds. His eyes widened. “Janie…” he checked her stats again, knowing that it wasn’t wrong. Her skin was clammy and cold and she had deep sunken eyes. She was dead. But Janie was still thrashing around in her bed. It couldn’t be possible but there was the proof right in front of him. No heartbeat, no nothing. His hand absentmindedly scratched his wounds. He felt dizzy and he wanted to sleep. He crashed to the ground. A minute later he sat up, with sunken eyes and clammy skin. He ran out of the room, not noticing his still-raving daughter on the bed.

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Sunday, April 15, 2007

hey peoples!! im so sorry i havent been going to your sites lately!! i only get like 10 minutes a day at my dads!! he doesnt want my whole life to bge centered around the computer. -_- theirs a grain of truth in that im afraid. and iv got more bad news. our scanner has to get a new light so i cant get my comics up. but yesterday i put in a new picuture so please go see it and comment oh here it is!!!! Playin' In The Sun Hosted By theOtaku.com. and i promise ill get to your sites when im at my mom's!!! EEEEEEEEEEK!!! I GOT TO GO AGIAN! BYE PEOPLES!!!!

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Saturday, April 14, 2007

   thank you!!!!! you make me so happy!!!!

YOU GUYS HAVE HELPED SO MUCH!!!! I DONT KNOW WHAT ID DO WITHOUT YOU!!!! you peoples just made me feel more secure about what iv done!! *tears of joy* I LOVE YOU ALL SO MUCH!!!!! i feel so much better now!! i feel so...so HAPPY!!!! you dont know how much this makes me feel better!!!

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Friday, April 13, 2007

   IM SORRY!!!!!

im sorry!! my dad hasnt gotten around to scanning em!! (the naruto comics) and i have no idea how too!!! TT_TT please forgive me!! my dad has enough on his mind cause his car broke down and you know cause of the flood we got lots of money problems.....stupid money. i finished my social studies but then i got so sleepy i couldnt finish my math. -_- and a stupid person stole a caculater in my homeroom so mrs. nelson took away our borrowing her caculaters. so i couldnt do it during homroom. so i got a 0. i hate math. so freakin badly. okays i got a problem. a. huge. problem. -__- one of my friends that i had a big fight with just 2 month ago forgave me and then today she gave me a note asking me to call her BF then act like i like hime. (since he likes me) then he'd break up with her cause he'd want to go out with me. which was almost exactly what we were fighting about 2 months ago. except that they were already broken up. and she still liked him. and i gave her a note that i wouldnt do it cause it just feels wrong to do that. i cant just mess with a guy like that!! but now im afraid that she'll get mad at me again!! im just so confused!! did i do the right thing?? what would happen if i did what she said?? is it right to do that? even for a friend? TT_TT im...im so confused and...and just weirded out!

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Thursday, April 12, 2007

   TTTTTTT_______TTTTTTTT

O.o i made naruto comics and ima gonna scan them!!!! but...TT_TT i have so much homework to do. so i proboly wont be able to visit any sites today. im sorry....but the comics are really funny. so if their up when you read this. please comment oh and tell me if i didnt go to your site. byez....TT_TT homework....

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Wednesday, April 11, 2007

*opens easter basked* oh....wow......thanks.......im.....so happy?

you guys are proboly right that he just didnt want to spread rumors....-_-although i wish you were wrong. *sigh* *sigh* *sigh* *SIGH* and the pics i did. iv added the gaara pic that says "sombody took my CHOCOLATE* to it. and kirbysdouble.....how is adding words plagerism? im confused in that part. -_-' of course im confused most of the time. cause including me bieng a funny dork im also a confused dork. sorry. and i dont go to a private school the 450$ is for band. just to let you know. ^^ it was hailing in school today!!! 0_0 and i didnt even relize it!!! lets see....what else....oh i got deoderent in my easter basket. -_- thank you easter bunny. it was just what i wanted. -_-

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Tuesday, April 10, 2007

   O.o photobucket.....

do you see my avi and the giant pic that says "when i look at him, my heart jumps"? i got those pics on photobucket then put the words in. ^^ i havent figured out how to animate it but when i do i shall let you know. it cost 450$ every year for highschool every year. -__- thats gonna be hard....but theirs a fundraiser and one of my frineds is gonna help me cause i suck at fundraisers....but her dad might get fired.... okay lookies!! the cute guy (who i dougt will come to this site) told my friend when she asked about what he thought about me, said "im not gonna say anything" im not sure if thats bad or good....

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