Color Day - Black.

My outfit is so totally awesome.
Anyways, Mom got pics of me on 80's day up on Facebook. lol

I'm planning on writing a bunch tonight. Ideas are coming :) Spazm also said she'd have a good amount... or at least she has a few ideas to go off of. The big question is... can we write anyways? Writers block has a habit of occurring when we actually have time and ideas to write off of.
Nothing new in Ghost.
A few sentences in the Gods story... I need a name for that.

Friday should be cool. Cloud, Irritant and I were all invited over to Spazm's house for a scary movie watching fest like thing. Mom is covering my babysitting for me so I can go. I love her so much! Cloud can come but she can't spend the night. Irritant is trying to get her parents to let her come... apparently they had a family meeting about it. Seriously. Why??
Stickler parents are people that I have problems with... that was mean. Sorry.
But GAH! I mean, I know some people who's mother won't let them READ BOOKS until they've been read through by her! They aren't supposed to watch THE DARK KNIGHT and THEY ARE OLDER THAN ME!
*sigh* Adults need to learn that teens CAN handle lots of the things they think they can't.

Today is the kind of day where I'm just grateful for life... It was a good day but now I'm a little bit bummed out.
I just found out that my standing on the waiting list for the Highschool I want to get into hasn't changed. I'm still number 16.
The chances of me getting in for the beginning of the new school year are very slim. I may get in for second semester.
So I'm stuck with the school I go to now or to the big, huge, scary one across the street.
Dammit.

But today was a good day. In Enrichment we read more of King Arthur. Right now he's fighting with some King... Perillion? Also, I got to tell the class and Ms. Myth the gazebo story.
It's actually really funny.
So Mom and Dad and their friends were playing D&D (in like highschool or something) and it's one friend's turn. The Dungeonmaster says you see a gazebo.
"I shoot it!" says the friend.
"What?"
"I attack the gazebo!"
"Uh... okay..." They roll the dice.
"What happened?" the friend asked
"Nothing. It's a gazebo."
"I'll attack it again!"
"Okay..." the dice roll.
"What happened?"
"Your arrow got stuck."
"Did I kill it?"
"No, it's a gazebo."
"I attack it again!"
"Do you even know what a gazebo is?"
"No..."

LOL.

There's some stuff I need to tell Irritant.
The fucking guy behind me and Spazm on the bus started to read over Spazms shoulder. He's the first guy we killed in the story. And all he see's is "Ela Spengler's body." (name changed of course)
Then he goes on to say how much he hates Irritant. THEN the fucking people on the bus start talking about how "stupid she is" and all that jazz. Like how apparently in 6th grade she pretended to be a cat in math class. Two- almost THREE fucking years ago! I swear to god, these bastards need to quit fucking talking about my friends god DAMMIT.

Now I'm going to try and write. RIGHT HERE AT THE COMPUTER DESK! HELL YEAH! =P