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I'M LAUGHING I MDE HTIS A YEAR AGO WHAT AAS I DOING OH MY GOF
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Wow. Just Wow.
2 min read
Two things; both pointing out my bad inner-qualities.
A. Yes. Well, I just had some REALLY pointless inner turmoil about my hunger.
'Gee, I'm hungry.'
NO. DON'T THINK ABOUT FOOD. THINK ABOUT CATS.
'What, you want me to eat cats?'
NOO. JUST STOP STARVING YOURSELF, AND THINK ABOUT SOMETHING ELSE. LIKE. CATS.
'Why not dogs?'
WHY DOES IT MATTER?
' 'Cause my Penny* is offended. Say sorry.'
NO.
'Why not, do you hate her?!'
NO?
'Then shuddup and let me raid the kitchen.'
Mind, people, The Capitalized parts are my Inner guilty conscience telling me this. I named it Philip. Like the horse.
B. I made a mistake.
I was spelling Doujinshi, and I think I spelt it wrong.
It haunts my like a f**king ghost, I'm sorry to say.
Now, I won't let it go.
Sadly, you can't delete comments to make sure the little failures, such as me, can correct themselves instead of thinking;
'OH WHYY CRUEL WORLD? WHY CAN'T I SPELL NORMALLY?'
Until she/he realizes that it's no big deal, or that It was Spelled right.
So, until that day comes,
I will Label Myself Failure~
A. Yes. Well, I just had some REALLY pointless inner turmoil about my hunger.
'Gee, I'm hungry.'
NO. DON'T THINK ABOUT FOOD. THINK ABOUT CATS.
'What, you want me to eat cats?'
NOO. JUST STOP STARVING YOURSELF, AND THINK ABOUT SOMETHING ELSE. LIKE. CATS.
'Why not dogs?'
WHY DOES IT MATTER?
' 'Cause my Penny* is offended. Say sorry.'
NO.
'Why not, do you hate her?!'
NO?
'Then shuddup and let me raid the kitchen.'
Mind, people, The Capitalized parts are my Inner guilty conscience telling me this. I named it Philip. Like the horse.
B. I made a mistake.
I was spelling Doujinshi, and I think I spelt it wrong.
It haunts my like a f**king ghost, I'm sorry to say.
Now, I won't let it go.
Sadly, you can't delete comments to make sure the little failures, such as me, can correct themselves instead of thinking;
'OH WHYY CRUEL WORLD? WHY CAN'T I SPELL NORMALLY?'
Until she/he realizes that it's no big deal, or that It was Spelled right.
So, until that day comes,
I will Label Myself Failure~
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o..o
1 min read
e-e
Is;
'Wow, S'enoemos Nettog Ni Eht Ginkach yrtsudni.'
Anti-Cat-Ness?
I am sad. ._.
Cats Will Never be The Same agaaiiiin...
Is;
'Wow, S'enoemos Nettog Ni Eht Ginkach yrtsudni.'
Anti-Cat-Ness?
I am sad. ._.
Cats Will Never be The Same agaaiiiin...
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Idea
4 min read
How many other Maximum Ride Fans wish to Write Stories About Them?
I Think it's weird How Some People use DeviantART, and others use FanFiction...
Buuut...
I have an ideaa...
o.o
☆~*Excerpt*~☆
"Wow, I haven't even gone close to hitting you, and your taking this game like it's life-or-death." *He* said, dodging everything I threw like it was *nothing*. Jerk. "Shut up!" I hissed, dodging another shot he took at me. "Reawr!" His friend said, crouching and making fangs with his hands. Again, Jerk*s*.
"Aieee!" Nudge squeeled, dodging a ball thrown from his friend. I swear, the nerve of these people! Nick smirked, swinging a ball at me - fast! I quickly stuck out my butt to dodge the ball. James burst out laughing, and I took the chance and threw the ball at him - yes! Got 'em! I illiterally jumped in the air, and Nudge got out. Now, it was just me versus Nick...
Bad situation.
Everyone was cheering for ether me or Nick, in which wasn't surprising. They made up a 'Team Nick' and a 'Team Ella' for gym when the school year started, thanks to our abnormally athletic selves. I had a reason, but that's for later. Nick? Not so sure
He threw a ball right at me, and I twirled away from it, when I heard the whistle screetch the cheering coming from the other students. "Okay, girls, go to the locker room. You two, pick the rest of this mess up." Coach boomed, pointing to Nick and James. "What? Why us?" James grunted, slouching his back. The remaining girls giggled and hurried out. "Bye guys." I said, waving at them with a mocking face.
Nick shrugged and took off his shirt. "Save it for the locker rooms." I muttered, making my way to the gym doors. "Bye, stiff." I heard James mutter. I rolled my eyes and continued leading me and Nudge out.
A few things before I get carried away, my name is Max. And I'm not just some sweet little American Princess, if anything, I'm a rough big Avian-American girl. And some of you who haven't caught on and are thinking 'Avian? Isn't that...'
Yeah, A-vi-an.
And if anything, Nudge or Angel's closer to being a Avian-American Princess than me.
Nudge was the second oldest, and she was... well, just downright girly. Angel was the youngest, and she had... 'special abilities', let's leave it at that. Right now, she was finding information on - guess who? Nick and James. The two most suspicious characters I've ever seen in my non-friendly life. Nudge had ab-normal computer skills, and a mouth that runs a mile a minute without even trying. Her and Angel were almost one and the same, while I'm the 'Tomboyish Girl'...
Can't argue with that.
Nick was this annoying kid I've known since fourth grade - which means this is my fourth year dealing with his... Stupidness. He was swooned over by all the girls, and said to have a bad-boy atmoshere, in which I think it's posinous gas. I've faced four years of his teasing, cockyness, and his sudden apearences where he's not needed. But, in a way... I guess he's cute... His eyes are deep, and almost hypnotizing...But he's still gotta get a personality adjusment to fix my opinion of him.
James was just... Ugh! Fustrating. He only joined the 'Annoy the Hell Out Of Max' club recently... The girls opinions of him were outragous. They veiw him to be a nice, caring person. Unless he has a multipule-personality disorder, I don't think so. He's blown up some of my clothes, filled my backpack with whip cream, and *almost* took my clothes to, maybe hide them or dye them or something... So I have my reasons. His eyes were never really focused, just staring into you. Annnd that's really uncomfortable.
Both, caught our attention, which meant we had to find out about them.
"I'll meet you in the cafeteria, I need to meet Angel." I told Nudge, ushering her to the locker room. "Remember: change in the stalls. We don't need anyone seeing you-know-what." I whispered, making sure no one was around. "I knooow." She said, before I threw her in to avoid a convorsation she would pull out of no where...
"Well, hello there." I heard Nick say, then he pounded me into a wall.
-w-
Something to Take My Mind away From Being unrealistically Bored...
Mleh.
For those who care enough to read this, I congratulate you.
P
*'s, mean letters are slanted... o.o
I Think it's weird How Some People use DeviantART, and others use FanFiction...
Buuut...
I have an ideaa...
o.o
☆~*Excerpt*~☆
"Wow, I haven't even gone close to hitting you, and your taking this game like it's life-or-death." *He* said, dodging everything I threw like it was *nothing*. Jerk. "Shut up!" I hissed, dodging another shot he took at me. "Reawr!" His friend said, crouching and making fangs with his hands. Again, Jerk*s*.
"Aieee!" Nudge squeeled, dodging a ball thrown from his friend. I swear, the nerve of these people! Nick smirked, swinging a ball at me - fast! I quickly stuck out my butt to dodge the ball. James burst out laughing, and I took the chance and threw the ball at him - yes! Got 'em! I illiterally jumped in the air, and Nudge got out. Now, it was just me versus Nick...
Bad situation.
Everyone was cheering for ether me or Nick, in which wasn't surprising. They made up a 'Team Nick' and a 'Team Ella' for gym when the school year started, thanks to our abnormally athletic selves. I had a reason, but that's for later. Nick? Not so sure
He threw a ball right at me, and I twirled away from it, when I heard the whistle screetch the cheering coming from the other students. "Okay, girls, go to the locker room. You two, pick the rest of this mess up." Coach boomed, pointing to Nick and James. "What? Why us?" James grunted, slouching his back. The remaining girls giggled and hurried out. "Bye guys." I said, waving at them with a mocking face.
Nick shrugged and took off his shirt. "Save it for the locker rooms." I muttered, making my way to the gym doors. "Bye, stiff." I heard James mutter. I rolled my eyes and continued leading me and Nudge out.
A few things before I get carried away, my name is Max. And I'm not just some sweet little American Princess, if anything, I'm a rough big Avian-American girl. And some of you who haven't caught on and are thinking 'Avian? Isn't that...'
Yeah, A-vi-an.
And if anything, Nudge or Angel's closer to being a Avian-American Princess than me.
Nudge was the second oldest, and she was... well, just downright girly. Angel was the youngest, and she had... 'special abilities', let's leave it at that. Right now, she was finding information on - guess who? Nick and James. The two most suspicious characters I've ever seen in my non-friendly life. Nudge had ab-normal computer skills, and a mouth that runs a mile a minute without even trying. Her and Angel were almost one and the same, while I'm the 'Tomboyish Girl'...
Can't argue with that.
Nick was this annoying kid I've known since fourth grade - which means this is my fourth year dealing with his... Stupidness. He was swooned over by all the girls, and said to have a bad-boy atmoshere, in which I think it's posinous gas. I've faced four years of his teasing, cockyness, and his sudden apearences where he's not needed. But, in a way... I guess he's cute... His eyes are deep, and almost hypnotizing...But he's still gotta get a personality adjusment to fix my opinion of him.
James was just... Ugh! Fustrating. He only joined the 'Annoy the Hell Out Of Max' club recently... The girls opinions of him were outragous. They veiw him to be a nice, caring person. Unless he has a multipule-personality disorder, I don't think so. He's blown up some of my clothes, filled my backpack with whip cream, and *almost* took my clothes to, maybe hide them or dye them or something... So I have my reasons. His eyes were never really focused, just staring into you. Annnd that's really uncomfortable.
Both, caught our attention, which meant we had to find out about them.
"I'll meet you in the cafeteria, I need to meet Angel." I told Nudge, ushering her to the locker room. "Remember: change in the stalls. We don't need anyone seeing you-know-what." I whispered, making sure no one was around. "I knooow." She said, before I threw her in to avoid a convorsation she would pull out of no where...
"Well, hello there." I heard Nick say, then he pounded me into a wall.
-w-
Something to Take My Mind away From Being unrealistically Bored...
Mleh.
For those who care enough to read this, I congratulate you.
P*'s, mean letters are slanted... o.o
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