As you all know, today is the day the title of Book 9 is announced.
Except it isn't.
Nope, now that day will be Monday, because there's something else that I want to talk about instead, something a little more important than a book title.
I've been working hard these past few months. I write the occasional blog entry, I've barely been on twitter, I've barely glanced at the Forums or the Facebook page. I'm writing, and I know you understand that, and I appreciate your patience. It's not going to be for very much longer, either. I'm planning on finishing the book next week. I have a lot to do, but I reckon I can do it.
But something has happened in my absence. Something troubling. Not on the twitter page — everyone there is funny and enthusiastic. Not on the Facebook page — everyone there is supportive and astonishingly excitable. Not on the Forums, either — they argue, debate, discuss, and at no time do they ever let these arguments spill over into anything else.
Nope, the trouble is here, in the Comments section of this blog.
Most of the Minions who comment here are my kind of people. They're weird. And I mean, unashamedly odd. I've always been so, so proud of you guys, because I look around at other fandoms and I see everyone sniping at each other and divisions forming and I'm comforted by the fact that none of that happens here.
But I've been away. I've taken my eye off the game. And now I'm seeing behaviour that could be classed as bullying.
You all know my stance on bullying. I will not abide it. The blog, twitter, Facebook, Forums... ANYTHING associated with me must have zero tolerance for bullying. I just won't have it.
The Minions who comment here, I want you to think about the comments you leave. If you never say anything negative about anyone, step over here beside me. I like you. You can be my friend. But if you think about the things you say and you're frowning to yourself? Then I'm probably talking to you.
Harsh words are one thing. We all argue. We all have harsh words. But if all you have, for one particular person, are harsh words? If you CONSISTENTLY say negative things about one PARTICULAR person? Then that's bullying. And that has to stop.
I'm not naming any names. I don't want the bullies to be, in turned, bullied by people who are annoyed they won't get the title until Monday. I don't want recriminations. But what I do want is for you to realise that we're all here because, to some degree, we're all the same. We each have enough in common, as people, as individuals, to love the same things. Do you realise how wonderful that is? To KNOW you have something in common with all these other people?
I have never called Minions "my fans". I will call them fans of the books, fans of the characters, but they're never MY fans. They're never fans of ME. Because we're all the same. I'm not better than you, just because I'm the writer and you're the reader. I have enough in common with each of you to know that, if we met, we'd get along. We'd find SOME common ground.
You're on a train. You see someone in another seat reading a book you LOVE. And you instantly smile, because you have connected with that person. So look around. See all the people who comment and the people who tweet and blog and post... there are your people. These are your friends. Let the harsh words fade away. Wipe the slate clean. Start fresh.
Where I train, in the most brutal form of fighting there is, we have a rule, and it's quite simple. We're training to fight and hurt and break and smash. On the street, we're animals. We're horrible. We're violent. We're nasty. But in the club, when we train, the rule is: Be nice or go home.
So be nice. Being nice is so much NICER than not being nice. Try it and see, and then you can come over here and stand beside me, and you can be my friend too.
But don't make me angry. You wouldn't like what I do to your favourite characters when I'm angry.
Friday, April 11, 2014
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«Oldest ‹Older 1201 – 1400 of 4955 Newer› Newest»June the 4th, if you would, Annika. I hope you're coming to the wedding. We'll be coming to yours and Oscar's.
Hey Amy!
Don't try to seduce me, Amethyst, I've already had my heart broken once tonight. I don't need y-you toying with my emotions too . . .
*gazes off into the upper-lefthand corner of the ceiling*
*examines schedule*
I certainly hope I'll be able to attend, and I shall bring with me those of my role-play characters who are still alive at the time.
...Annika? Are you okay?
*wails in anguish*
*curses Snow and all of Snow's ancestors and descendants and loved ones and pets*
*gazes at Amethyst with watery anime-eyes*
Do
I
LOOK
okay?
...*hugs* Now, now, don't cry.
No Annika, you look like hell. *kills a towel and hands it over*
Here.
Chione! *glares* You'll make her feel worse!
No!
No!
*waves arms wildly*
I swore I was over her! I am over her!
*sobs over a portrait of Snow*
S-
S-
Snooooooooooow . . .
*offers Annika ice cream and a spoon*
This might make you feel better...
Hey, she should be happy, towels are very hard to kill. They float around.
*takes a deep breath*
*exhales*
Okay.
Serious now. Poker face.
*returns the portrait of Snow to the Portraits Of Bloglanders Gallery I have in the hotel basement*
*it's more of a stalker wall, really*
*returns to the lobby*
*nods*
Alright. I'm good now. It's all good. Goodness.
*wipes eyes*
I certainly hope my ACTUAL Blogland crush doesn't turn up and see me like this.
((...maybe I should read over those old comments... *starts reading them*))
((gtg guys, I'm really tired))
*kisses blake* I'm going to bed, goodnight, my love.
*goes into the house and up to the bedroom where she falls asleep as soon as her head hit the pillow*
*gently picks up the dead towel*
. . . Thank you. These get to be such a nuisance.
*wraps it around my head like a turban*
Certain eastern cultures wear these corpses like so, upon their heads. It's very odd.
Bye Chione!
*appears out of a shadow next to the bed*
Goodnight Chio
*kisses her forehead and pulls the covers over her*
*Sinks back into the floor*
...so... now what?
Well, if Sir is not going to appear, then I'm afraid I must depart. Ciao!
*The Midnight Hotel melts away*
*leaving you all alone*
So now... um...
I'd say "friendly spar" but those always turn into people missing limbs and the like, plus it'd be very stereotypical of me...
So I suppose we could have a nice campfire and s'more s'mores? :D
Oh, goodbye Anni
Good bye, Annika!
S'mores? nah...I ate too many today. Maybe a different snack?
Hmm... ice-cream perhaps?
Nah, Chione would kill me if we had some without her.
Oh I know! A simple mix of peanut butter and chocolate chip makes for an amazing and rather sticky snack! :D
Oh! How about... *drumroll*
HOT MOLTEN LAVA CAKE! :D
Hi....
Hello Zafira!
...people? O_O
Still here-ish
*eats hot molten lava cake alone*
*grumbles* Where is everyone?
AH! SOMEONE! EAT! A! SNACK!
*curls up in a ball*
...*pokes Zaf*
Eeep!!! Owww!! Damn Zaffy wishes Alastair would come, I want to poke him.
*offers cake*
I know you want it! :D
Blake! Take a CAKE!!! *tosses cake at him, hoping he'll catch it*
*giggles and eats cake*
:D If you want, I can pretend to be Alastair and you can poke me?
Tis okay I want to poke Alice in Wonderland's eye out
*looks over in Blake's direction*
Ow...oops... I think he might fail to catch it... cake is now one foot in front of his face...
...poke someone's eye out? O_O
*finds a dummy with pokable eyes*
You poke left eye, I poke right eye!
*pokes dummy's right eye* *laughs*
*pokes left eye out* YAY!!
HIGH FIVE! *high-fives*
*replaces eyes*
*repeats poking and replacing eyes*
*eats some cake*
OH! *gets markers*
Wanna draw on the dummy? :D
Okay lets draw
Do you want to make it a specific person or...?
*starts to drW Alastair*
*nods* Now, it will make it more realistic if you want to poke HIS eyes :)
I knows!!! *looks excited*
*helps finish drawing Alastair*
LET THE FUN BEGIN!
*pokes*
*pokes*
hm... *adjusts dummy so eyes can be poked through back of head and would bounce back into socket for repoking* :D
*pokes eye*
*stabs dummy* I wish Alastair was around but he's so creepy
See? The dummy makes a wonderful substitute! *pokes eyes* *giggles*
This is so fun. We should mass produce these and sell them!
Oh my god yes!!!!
I gotta go now... :(
We can mass produce them later! :D
Bye! *pokes eyes one last time*
Bye Amethyst!
His laugh is icy. "I'm not going to fall for that. You're not Sheena. You're not even a Mantis. You're nobody, no one."
A tear starts to form, but I swallow it back, and something inside me starts to flare up, and if anyone bothered to look at it, it'd be brighter than that aura Sheena had around her after [scene that hasn't been fully formed] "I suppose that's accurate enough. You always said that no one could defeat you."
Dynamite?
I don't know, is it?
Perhaps you should back away. If it's indeed dynamite, it might explode.
Although you always seem to reform after exploding. :-)
Yes I can reform
Pretty useful ability, especially if you have a dynamite forest. :-P
*laughs loudly*
Omg, Annika...
*saunters about a broken village* *everyone in it is dead* It's amazing what my blood can do, isn't it, darling Niccolò? *no one is alive to hear him* * no one but the people he keeps inside himself* Pity they trusted that well you built them. Pity they trusted you. And, by extension, me. *the grief that stirs inside him is almost overwhelming* *closes his eyes, relishing the emotion, that self destructive impulse* *after a moment, opens his eyes and keeps walking* *stops in front of the body of a young boy* *chunks of his face and body have been torn off by hyenas* *stares intently at the child, thrilled by the rush of even more anguish* Maybe I'll go after your dear Ari next.
#ChaseForBook9
Come out Alastair. Come out and play, boy.
*dribbles in anticipation for title*
On second thought...maybe Alice left...*crosses fingers to survive one more night*
*disappears from the desert* *sits atop a skyscraper, his feet hanging over the edge* I could jump from here, so easily. I could do it, and not save myself. I could just... Go. And you want it, don't you? Even though you know exactly where you're going. Better to murder ghosts than the living, isn't it? *the corners of his mouth curl into the barest hint of a smile* But I won't give you the satisfaction. *lays back against the cold rooftop, staring at the starless city sky* What would you give to go back to before you stole me? What could you give that you haven't already lost? I wonder, if you could go back, if you could make that decision over again- would you still have killed me, or would you let the others die? *a sound begins as a rumble in his chest, and ends as cold, low laughter* I know exactly what to do to you. Exactly how to kill you. You think you're broken now? When I'm done, there won't be anything left to fix.
ALASTAIR CRUCIATUS!!!!!!
Aro: Jeez mother. Stop screaming.
Alexis: We know, he's a prat. I'd give anything to wrap my arms around his neck and kill him.
((I have a genuine question. How do all of you know what I am doing?))
I want to kill him.
Alexis: Niccolò would rather die then watch Alastair hurt people he loves.
Aro: I wish I could get inside his head, I know I could rally a name or two with Nic...I can see past what Alastair does, he can't fool me. He would have fun trying to hurt me, *laughs* You can't use mind tricks against a person who can do them right back to you.
(*points to Aro* He's basically monitoring you. Its hard to detect but he can see your movements. You really are pretty stupid, Aro's the most powerful Sense-Warden, you're a fool to have left him alone)
((Interesting.))
*continues to stare into the cloud of light pollution shrouding the skyline, breaking it into its components in his mind* *considers possibilities*
Aro: Hmm, lets see how this works, if I scream in pain bind my magic. Hello Alastair. Have you had fun murdering innocent victims,?
*looks at Aro like he's insane*
*lets him answer that question himself* *it's really rather obvious* I have a better question. *draws a knife and lays it across his own neck* Could you stop me?
Hey guys, I've been thinking, maybe we should do something to respond to this bullying thing. I dunno.
Aro: I could. *forces way into Alastair's warped thought process of commands, attempting to command the hand with knife to drop the knife*
Thrust it was aimed at me. The entire post. Derek may be a brilliant writer but the aim was to me. I'm not stupid.
Dynamite
Would you even want to? *doesn't drop it* *if he digs any deeper he'll find the other names* *and with the illusions of his mind dispelled, to look at it for only a few moments would be maddening*
Aro: I would. *keeps working with the commands, afrad to possibly hear names* You may be a murderer, Alastair, but believe me, your faults are nothing compared to where I am from. I believe you deserve life. I understand why yo want to be in control. You lost your life to Niccolò, you want him to suffer. I want Mevolent to suffer. Revenge is sweet.
No. Actually, you don't understand anything. It's nice of you to try though. And, by extension, also rather pathetic. If you feel like doing yourself a real favor, get the new people to care about my saddest of names. Maybe they'll be inclined to help you get rid of me. *vanishes, not only from this location, but from this second of existence* *there's no mind left to track or control*
Aro: THAT BASTARD!!!
Hush Aro, you'll wake Liv and Christopher.
Aro: I can't track him. He's....exisistace. Alive probably another dimension. I didn't hear the names though.
*sighs* I hope he hasn't become interested in your name.
Aro: I'd like to see him try to figure out what I do. (Alastair- I will only give any detail of exactly what Aro does if his name or consious is stolen, otherwise you can guess.)
Asssuming you are sleeping too, good night. I go as well
((I have no use for sleep, but as if now, I have no use for here, either, so you may as well consider me gone until further notice.))
Hiii. Dunno whether anyone's on, but I felt like commenting. Haven't commented for around a year, I'm a silent reader, but I'm so happy that this was said. I don't really read the comments but I can't STAND bullying and I'm sad that this needed to be said, but overall happy it was said.
Anyway, anyone on who wants to chat? :)
Oh. Sorry Zaf..
Hi Fabi
Hi.
How're the States?
They're alright, I think. Washington has been strangely sunny. How are the Provinces?
Fine. Quebec for one is free of the totalitarian rule of the Parti Quebequois whose goal was to separate Quebec. Shesh those guys... And that stupid leader.. OY. I'm glad it's over.
[Nods]
Well, congratulations?
I should probably be attempting sleep now that I've gotten that writing out of my head and into typed words.
Goodbye! [waves]
It was horrible. So xenophobic and stuff. They wanted to get rid of all religious symbols from government workers.
They had language police going around making sure every sign gave french priority, making it bigger on signs than the English.
There have been cases where french doctors refused to take patients who spoke to them in english..
They were an embarrassment.
They made a reelection because they expected a majority so that they can make another election for the separation. They underestimated us, for sure, those tabarnaks.
Oh.. Goodbye!
I've made Quebec sound like some kind of soviet Russia or something...
heh...
It's nothing like that guys, okay? We have good lives here...
AAAH! oh.. just a polar bear..
Hello anyone who is on here!
Has anyone heard of a book called The 5th Wave by Rick Yancey?
Nope! have you read.... hmm
The maze runner?
No, but I've heard of the Maze Runner, and I guess it sounds interesting
It's pretty cool. I found it boring at the beginning but it just takes you through so well, and it turns out that it was good all along.
Uhm I still need to read the next two books. I started but I got distracted by the Mark of Athena and the House of Hades
Didn't they make the Maze Runner into a movie? That's probably where I've heard from it
#ChaseForBook9
It gonna be a movie!
It looks good based on the trailer, I have my hopes and doubts.
This summer I think.
Well you MUST read the 5th Wave! It is set as a alien-invasion type thing, and it will get you hooked on the first page!
It's super cool. And my friend says the ending is very good.
Okay I will look into it! I'll add it to my imaginary list. Which means if I see it I'll pick it up and get through as much as I can before the next book comes along.
I'm so frustrated, never being able to get through a book, but I start so many.
grr
The House of Hades is pretty good, though... Just like the other books. inner conflict thing, fight bad guy, inner conflict thing, funny joke, inner conflict thing, fight another bad guy, get a magical weapon/artifact thing... etc
Well, I'm going to go now, so I can finish the 5th wave off, then move on to Artemis Fowl
I've only got about 100 pages to finish the 5th wave
Cool!
Atemis fowl is good! At least.. the beginming is...
I've actually never read any of those House of Hades books, but it looks interesting, so I'll give it a go when I've finished of The 5th Wave, the Artemis Fowl series, and the Divergent trilogy (I also sadly haven't read Divergent, but when I saw the movie trailer, I was willing to give it a go)
Divergent is a book i finished!
I read it in two days!
....The year it came out. That is actually kind of a first for me, if you dislude the skuduggery books
Have you read the other 2 books in the trilogy?
It was a gripping book- and the author of the Maze Runner blurbs it. SO THERE!
I didn't read the sequels though :(
Okay, I've got to go, you've got to go... lets all make sandwiches and GO
I've read the first 30 or so pages of Divergent, I don't really know, because I'm reading it on my iPod, and it says I'm on page 76
#ChaseForBook9
See ya Thrust! Until next time
*Waves goodbye to Blogland*
TuT
oh god... i just....
earlier, if i was around, i should have come out with
"oh, Annika, if only someone loved you"
I SHOULD HAVE BEEN HERE TO SAY IT.
DAMN IT!!
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Hi...?
And that cat is ADORABLE, Snow! :D
*whispers*
Nobody?
*the alone-ness (totally a word) is dark and quiet, and there's a little ray of sunshine beaming down right in the middle*
Me: *goes over to a wall* *slips down onto ground, back to the wall* *sits down, curled up slightly*
*whispers again* Nobody?
*a bookshelf appears Cheshire-Cat style*
Me: *gets up warily* *goes over to the bookshelf and runs hand along spines of books* Huh... these are all my favourite books...
*all over the room, more bookshelves appear in the same fashion, until there are aisles and aisles of books and wood*
Me: *grins like a 3 year old in a candy store*
Me: *runs up and down the new library, laughing gleefully*
*soft music begins to play*
Me: *still hasn't decided on a book*
HALF AN HOUR LATER
Me: *holds the book Kingdom Of The Wicked in hands* *a beanbag appears much like the bookshelves* *drags the beanbag over to the same wall* *flops down* *reads*
It's been a long while since I've been here.
I bet I recognise two people if any.
I feel like I've become one of the older gen now. Never online out of fear of being unknown. It's odd, scrolling down the page and commenting again. But it's also familiar. I miss this place...
Hi, Luciana!
And I honestly don't think you'd be "unknown". Like, if you're like me and read over the old comments on old posts when you're bored...
OK, now that I see that down in print I don't think many people do that. Sorry. Probably not helping. :)
And just a random question being thrown out there:
Why do the older gen even leave? It's just that, I dunno how to explain it, but I never really see why people have to divide and leave.
Well, it's been a while...
HI guys!
Hello.
People leave because this place is fickle. Because there are fall outs. Family problems. Life issues. No internet. Just lose interest... There are countless reasons. My reason? I faded out. Nobody cared anymore, so I went and wrote. I wrote and wrote and wrote. I write every day now. It's nice.
Apologies. I'm dampening the mood, aren't I? Haha. Apologies.
Um, Luciana...
I sincerely doubt that nobody cares. I get the other reasons why people would leave, but I know that at least a few people out there actually care.
Or /should/ care.
Also you said in an earlier comment that you miss how friendly the blog used to be...
I guess that if you look past all the arguments and fall outs, there's friendship. We might not be able to see it, I guess, but it's always there.
*laughs* You clearly don't know what the blog used to be like.
Nobody cared in general, I mean. I was fine by myself, and I liked it. I mean that nobody seemed to care about each other anymore and people were only getting hurt. There were fights between friends and a lot of us just gave in with it... *shrugs* Probably best to just forget.
Wbd. Playing guitar.
Hey guys :-) how are you both?
And, please, don't call me Luciana. Lucy is fine. Or any other nickname you can come up with. Star calls me Mushroom and Sparx calls me Lu, so... I'm cool with whatever.
Hello!
I'm okay. How are you? *huggles*
I'm fine thanks! Can't wait till the title announcement tomorrow! We're getting so close to the end :0 I'm terrified! Its great! And it great to see you! I hardly see any of the older bloggers. Loads of them have left. I wish they hadn't, I link meeting people who have been here longer than me. And they
Yeah, four in the afternoon - British time. I'm really excited!
*laughs* It's okay; I don't see any of the older Bloglandians anymore either. I mean, sure, I talk to Zath every now and again, but that's it. Heard nothing from Lynxia in an age, Sparx seems to have vanished, I forget to text Mel and Star because I suck and the others just don't really talk to me... Val/Ivy and I tweet sometimes. But that's about it.
It'd be nice to talk to everyone again, I must admit.
Hi, Silente!
I'm so excited too!!!!!!!!!! :D :D :D
But he'll probably crush our souls and laugh evilly, so... D: D: D:
And it's the LAST BOOK. That just makes it seem so... final.
And Luciana (or Lu :) ), the blog 1.0 seems nice. :)
I suck at guitar. :/
I started yesterday and can only play seven chords, one scale and part of Welcome Home by Metallica D;
Hellooooooooooooooooooooooooo, did everyone poof?
Hellooooooo Chione!
I'm still here! But still learning Sanitarium too...!
Hellooooooo Chione!
I'm still here! But still learning Sanitarium too...!
Sorry for poofing! I went to organise my room then started watching the film on my own then after watching quite a bit of it I went to buy sweets and diet lemonade...bad Silente!
Yes, bad Silente.
Yes, bad Silente.
Chi! *tackle hugs*
Wanna finish what we started?
*raises one brow and smirks*
*glances at the play button*
My brother jist put me in a head lock... so I turned my head a little and bit him.
that, boys and girls, is how you get out of a head lock
He now has a bite mark on his side.
Well done Snow!
XD brb
*waits for people to return*
Back. But not for long
*or rather for snow to return and for Chi to depoof*
Oh hey! How are you?
I am sick of people asking how I am. But that's not your fault. So... im fine
Oh sorry. Won't ask again then. Excited for Monday?
Ugh... no. Got lots of tests Monday.
And I g2g now. Bye!
Bye! :-)
*presses play*
*the snow storm hardens and forms walls, the walls slowly move inwards*
((*presses pause* Silente? Sorry for poofing))
Jesus Christ! Chapter 60 of The 5th Wave is very shocking! It really answers some questions about humanity!
Omg....tired
@Rueben: I don't think anything can answer questions about humanity without creating more.
The more I know about the world, the less I know about it, and I am only a pathetic little bubble. :P
OH
BACK, BTW!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! :) :) :)
Did you people miss me? C:
It's so ace when you disappear for a day and then you have people emailing you asking you where you are, haha. XD
Wbd. Plus I'll probably rant, so. :P
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ANYWAY
*drumroll*
WHAT HAPPENED TO STAR?
Well, we were driving along, as you do, and then the speaker fell off the shelf and hit my brother on the head, and it's also happened once before, but IT'S A BIT SPEAKER AND IT FELL DIRECTLY ON HIS HEAD and then he had a MASSIVE lump like sticking up on him :O and seriously he could have been killed or something. O_O
So we took the speakers down and my dad fiddled with the other speakers, which are little and attached to the wall, so now we don't even need speakers and I have twice the amount of space on my shelf, which means that, for the first time in years, I WON'T RUN OUT OF BOOKS WHEN I GO ON HOLIDAY IN THE SUMMER. :)
The second thing that happened was that on the second day, we walked through a few fields and over a stream or two and then we walked up a massive hill and then we were at the top of the massive hill (as you are when you climb up them, you know), and there are these lumps of rock on this hill, like big ones you can climb up, and they were so ace to climb. :)
However
I couldn't really climb very high
because I was too scared
BECAUSE I HAVE A FEAR OF FALLING
which is actually really funny because I've been rockclimbing for the past six years or something. *headdesks*
(But seriously, at rockclimbing we have a rope/mat. :O)
The third thing is that I've noticed I tend to speak more formally in real life, which is quite interesting. O_O I mean, here I will just run on in a big train of thought, but there I will tend to construct my sentences in quite a wordy manner, which is like . . . yeah. You see? I just said it was 'like . . . yeah'. In real life, I would probably have said it was immensely mystifying or something of that nature.
Anyway.
And one of the most interesting things that happened was that not last night, but the night before, Hunter and my sister had a really long argument, during which Hunter admitted he was a non-existent poopoo and my sister thinks it's a victory and told me to tell you all. :P
Hunter doesn't think it's a victory.
He's rather impressed with my sister, though. :P
I should probably write down as much of this argument as I can remember, really; it was quite fun. XD
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Star, you are such a weirdo. *attacklehugs* I miss talking to youuuuu!
lol
Well, Hunter kind of changed his mind about what side he was arguing for, some one minute he would be insisting he wasn't a poopoo and the next he would be saying he didn't mind being a poopoo so long as he was a powerful one. And also, sometimes my sister said something and I just couldn't think up an answer, so Hunter had to say sorry, Star's brain isn't working very fast, hold on a minute whilst I wait for it to work. And one time he started ranting on about how it needed to be oiled, and then he/I/we forgot what my sister had said last so he had to ask her to repeat it. :P And after the argument had been going on quite a while, my sister would just be saying the same things over and over again so Hunter said he had actually won the argument, but she couldn't remember because she was too pathetic (but not as pathetic as Star) and she was just swimming around in circles in her little goldfish bowl, unable to remember what she'd said and what she hadn't, and then for a while, every sentence she said, he would just make some goldfish-related remark whether she'd said it before or not (Sister: I haven't said that before! Me: Hunter said you have, you just can't remember it ((because it was a verbal argument, and I was just having to begin my sentences with "Hunter says" the whole time to speak for him))), and then at one point he actually said he wasn't even arguing with her anymore and that he was going, and then he walked off the stage and disappeared. And then my sister was trying to argue that he couldn't go anywhere because he was still in my head and I was just like "Er . . . er . . . er . . ." because he wasn't giving me any more answers and my sister is pretty good at arguing so I just kind of die when I try to argue with her, but then after a bit he kept arguing without realising it and then before you knew it he was back again (*facepalm*), but yeah. And he said he didn't actually mind being a poopoo so long as he was a powerful one, so after a bit my sister gave up on that and said that poopoos had no power, and he said that quite clearly they did, if he was one, and . . . yeah. And they also argued about whether or not he existed. Hunter believes he does exist, although he wouldn't mind not existing, but sometimes he argued that he didn't exist. And one time he said that yes, he must be a non-existent poopoo, because if the poopoo was non-existent then he couldn't be it because it didn't exist so it was a non-existent label, kinda . . . ? I said it better at the time, although I was transposing like HELL so it was all badly grammered and stuff but yeah. :P And once I/Hunter was explaining how knowledgeable he was on something and so how he must be correct, but I couldn't say it very well and she said he couldn't know it that well if he couldn't even say it, and then Hunter started moaning at how awful my brain was again. :P And whenever my sister asked some question like how he existed when he didn't exist or something, Hunter would say "By the magical powers of poopoo", which he would have said rather grandly but I was just dying of laughter so it failed a bit. XD
Anyway, yeah. XD That was that.
ALSO ALSO ALSO you know Diana in Gone? She really reminds me of Ez. :)
And, yeah.
That's my rant about me. :)
May do a rant about you (you blog-people as a whole now), but idk . . . :/ I've thought through it, so I'm not sure I have much to say that could benefit people, not even me. :P
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MUSHROOM!!!!!!!!!!!!! :)
*hugs*
HELLO! :)
I love you. :) :) :)
And, I may be a weirdo, but Hunter is definitely weirder. *nods* :P
Hey Chi!! :)
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Too...many...long...comments...Zaffy go now
Sorry, Zaf! D:
You don't have to read it. :)
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How are things, Star?!
I am back from France!
Actually, I've been back since yesterday but I was busy with unpacking stuff and... yeah.
I'm back :)
Hello!
HEY MITHRIA! :) :) :)
How was it? :)
@Mushroom: Good! :) IT'S EASTER!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Which okay, I mean, I still have to do school work but IT'S STILL GOOD. :)
How are things in your corner of the world? :)
*frowns*
We might actually have the same corner.
Hmm.
*divides Yorkshire into four* *shoves Silente into one quarter, Dragona into another and pulls Mushroom opposite me, just over a dividing line* *waves* Hi.
How is it over there? :P
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OKAY
AS FAR AS THE PROBLEM IN BLOGLAND GOES -
I don't think there is a 'solution'. What is a solution? It's the answer to a problem. It's when something is dissolved in water. You dump the stuff in and then it dissolves and then boom, you have saltwater. Or don't, depending on what you dumped in. But the point is, you just have to add something and boom, it's there. With this situation, I don't think there is a solution. I don't think you can just mix two few things together and hope for the best. I think the solution is a lot more intricate than that, and probably requires quite a few chemical reactions and changing of the original matter.
It's like . . . there is no answer to life, is there? Well, there is, it's 42. But like Skulduggery said, the solution to every problem is simple. It's the difference between the two where the difficulty lies. Maybe you know the solution - 42, saltwater, everyone needs to be nice to each other. But how do you make it happen? You can try adding a brick to your water, you can try adding a waterbottle, you can try adding paper, and none of it works and even if you add the salt, you still won't get saltwater because the water is no long water with all that other stuff dissolved in it. The problem has changed, and maybe you no longer know the solution, and maybe you think you do but you don't, and it's not like you can just go and get a fresh glass of people and chuck the old ones out.
We shouldn't be looking for the solution.
We should be just trying to do the best we can and hoping good will come out of it.
I mean, if you give up, you're just chucking the glass of water out of a window and then you'll have no water to drink and you'll die of thirst.
(Not that you could drink saltwater anyway so I have no clue what we were even trying to achieve in the first place but maybe that is also symbolic.)
So
you know
*hugs everyone* *infuses willpower into them* *infuses eternal life into them* *frowns* *takes out the eternal life because I need to pour salt on it and see what happens first*
*pours salt on it*
Eternal life: *explodes*
Me: Oh dear.
*pokes remains of eternal life*
AH WELL WHO EVEN NEEDED IT ANYWAY.
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HI STAR! :)
It. Was. Great! And it was WARM! It's summer down there!! And then I came back to Germany and I was like: "11° C?? Are you serious??"
*sighs*
Well...
I think I am possibly ranted out. *nods*
Anyway
my point was -
Whatever clever things I have or haven't got to say, none of them will magically change anything because there is no solution, or if there is we can't get to it, or if we can we'll get there by chance, like when you lose something and you know you'll probably find it as soon as you've stopped looking for it so it makes more sense to just stop looking and wait for it to appear . . . so yeah. I might sit here, wait for the thing I'm finding to appear, and in the minute, I will carry on attempting to sit on the wall and be nice to people.
*drags a few cushions and blankets onto the wall with me and settles in for a siege* *not that there will be one, but it's best to be prepared*
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*hugs Star tightly*
You are so... wow!
@Mithria: Aw. :(
It's sunny here today, but it was horrible yesterday, so . . . it might be nicer over there tomorrow? :) :) :)
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*laughs* The south of Yorkshire is mine. ;3
It's good here. Nice and sunny! Easter is good too! But I've got loads of revision to do... It's going to kill me. D;
WELL DAMN IT
I dedicate this page to everyone online for being amazing.
Especially me.
Because I'm a bubble. :)
*hugs Mithria* Thank you . . . :) :) :) :) But you're more wow. Or you would be, if I were not a bubble. :)
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@Mushroom: Okay. :)
You can have the south, Dragona and Silente can have the west and the north, and I will have the east. *nods*
And - D: D: D: Good luck with it . . . D:
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*grins*
No, you're more wow. Because you're you. And a bubble. But that wasn't my point... Um... yeah, right! You are amazing!
I do miss the old blog and the people who used to be on here. Sad to see this had to be said. People are weird. Not always in a good way.
Well, I do live in South Yorkshire so... :3
Liz told me I was brave for trying revision. I've still not started. I was going to revise when I got up. I woke up at 8 am. Heh.
ROBINNNNNNNNNNNNNN *attacklehugs*
(And to anyone who says hello, HI! I can't stay and chat I'm afraid but I love you! BYES ^_^)
@Mithria: :) *hugs* You're wow because you're YOU. :)
@Robin: HELLO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! :) Fours, as well, I suppose. :(
@Mushroom: I only just got back from my little holiday, so um . . .
. . .
*has no excuse, actually*
*shush*
*it's still the first weekend of the holidays*
*the first weekend is booked for nothingness*
*I think*
I live in East Yorkshire . . . Dragona and Silente are both in the west but I'm sure one of them won't mind moving house. :P
Dragona won't mind so long as he can take Mass Effect with him, I believe. XD
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This is a very interesting conversation, Star xD
Anyway: LISTEN TO THIS (if you want. You don't have to but I think you should because it's awesome. *nods*)
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=cJlyoDbm5YA
MITHRIA! *tacklehugs*
Well, we need people from North Yorkshire on this blog to represent their quarter of Yorkshire! Damn northerners:P
How long have you been on Easter break?
*is tacklehugged*
*hugs back, laughing*
Hey, Sis! Wow, you could think I had been away for years! :D
I haven't really spoken to anyone in the last....more than a month, really. I mean, if people say stuff to me, I reply, but I haven't been able to make myself email all the people I want to email. Well, I did send a few a picture of cake, but that wasn't really the message I wanted to say, so... Yeah.
I do miss you, though, Lucy, I just haven't been good with communication lately. Or ever, really, but it's been worse lately. I'm rather pathetic at keeping friends...
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