This is Chapter One of my novel for school. Enjoy!
Saturday, February 12, 2011
The apocalypse is coming
So - I read this book called Life As We Knew it, and now I'm totally paranoid, in case you couldn't tell. In the book, the moon gets knocked closer and all islands and coastal parts are swallowed by water. I was in the car with my friend, and I was reading, and suddenly I just had to see if the moon was still there. Call me crazy (I had a fever! Still do!), but I was looking all around for it.
"Amme, what in God's name are you doing?"
"Ok... this is going to sound insane... but I'm looking for the moon..."
I haven't been allowed to forget that yet.
I don't know if this happens to normal people too (ha ha- I just made myself sound like an alien...), but I'm guessing not. When I have a fever, my colors become really, really intense. I don't know how that would work for you people... maybe blurred vision or something? I don't notice it at first, kind of like when you're falling asleep and you suddenly realize you aren't conscious anymore. But then it becomes so phsycadelic I can't see straight, curved or crooked, and I walk around running into walls the whole time unless I get some Advil. It's really, really trippy, and sometimes scary. I've never been high, but I assume that's what it feels like. o_O
Another thing - I am writing a short novel for an Independent Project, and I'd really like to post it up here, one chapter a week. I'll start now with the prolouge and first chapter. I'd love feedback, or anything. Thanks!
"Amme, what in God's name are you doing?"
"Ok... this is going to sound insane... but I'm looking for the moon..."
I haven't been allowed to forget that yet.
I don't know if this happens to normal people too (ha ha- I just made myself sound like an alien...), but I'm guessing not. When I have a fever, my colors become really, really intense. I don't know how that would work for you people... maybe blurred vision or something? I don't notice it at first, kind of like when you're falling asleep and you suddenly realize you aren't conscious anymore. But then it becomes so phsycadelic I can't see straight, curved or crooked, and I walk around running into walls the whole time unless I get some Advil. It's really, really trippy, and sometimes scary. I've never been high, but I assume that's what it feels like. o_O
Another thing - I am writing a short novel for an Independent Project, and I'd really like to post it up here, one chapter a week. I'll start now with the prolouge and first chapter. I'd love feedback, or anything. Thanks!
Wednesday, February 9, 2011
Four Hours of Sleep
Well, I thought it was a good name for a band.
That's what I got last night. I am starting to really, truly, hate homework. That and I got a lecture from my teacher today because I blew a history test. I get to redo it tonight, which is pretty lucky, but still. I actually studied for this one. Usually I don't need to, because (the colors of) dates, names, and places stick in my head like gorilla glue. Guess it didn't help. Me and my raccoon eyes will go sulk in the corner now.
Anyvay, I'm going to post some of my writing and photography today. I need to be productive, ha ha ha. And could everyone please send my science teacher Tom good karma? He slipped and fell on the ice today and killed his back. Thanks!
I am going to post my short story I wrote for History. Enjoy!
That's what I got last night. I am starting to really, truly, hate homework. That and I got a lecture from my teacher today because I blew a history test. I get to redo it tonight, which is pretty lucky, but still. I actually studied for this one. Usually I don't need to, because (the colors of) dates, names, and places stick in my head like gorilla glue. Guess it didn't help. Me and my raccoon eyes will go sulk in the corner now.
Anyvay, I'm going to post some of my writing and photography today. I need to be productive, ha ha ha. And could everyone please send my science teacher Tom good karma? He slipped and fell on the ice today and killed his back. Thanks!
I am going to post my short story I wrote for History. Enjoy!
Sunday, February 6, 2011
I sure do love procrastinating!
I am stalling doing my math homework right now. Not that you care...
SUPER BOWL!!!! My mom and I are probably the only straight female football fans on the island right now, but we can still enjoy it. Whoop di doo. I guess I'm just bitter the Patriots aren't in this year. And the Black Eyed Peas still tick me off, so I am out of the room until the halftime show is over. They had the right idea last year, with The Who. I am consulting the all-powerful YouTube as we speak... Wow, Pete Townshend is the coolest old-man rocker ever!! He kinda sounds like a muppet though... The drummer is CRACKING ME UP!!! HE LOOKS LIKE A MONKEY!!! Sorry, no offense to The Who.
Teenage Wasteland!!!!!!!!!!!!
I hate you, Roethelsburger. However you spell his name. I still hate him. Anyway.
I am going to work on getting music for this blog. That should be fun...
Bye!
Amme
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