This time next week, many of you will have the final book in your hands. Most of you will be reading it. Some of you will be finished it.
I am so utterly delighted with the book and how it turned out — I really think it's the best one of the series — and so I am thrilled with the trailer that artist extraordinaire Tom Percival has come up with.
The clocking is counting down...
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«Oldest ‹Older 1001 – 1200 of 4721 Newer› Newest»Clone: *leads Leri on board, sitting her in the opposite corner* *sits next to her*
James: *teleports aboard, sticking in the shadows, hiding*
Sophia: *closes the cargo ramp*
*hugs the clone*
Clone: *hugs Leri back*
James: *is waiting for Sophia to go away*
Sophia: If it would be nicer, there is an observation deck on level three.
Clone: I think we're...okay here... I think..
... Yeah... Just... Can you take the body... somewhere else? ... It scares me...
Clone: *hugs Leri*
James: *sighs irrirably albeit quietly*
*hugs the Clone back*
Sophia: Sure. Just don't press any buttons.
*lifts Silente's body up, and carries it to the lift* *takes the lift to another level of her ship*
Clone: *smiles at Leri*
*looks right at James*
You can come out now..
James: *steps out of the shadows*
Hello. I needed that.
... What? I don't... *activates her computer*
Clone: You...needed her body? ....Why?
James: Because me and Erica are sick of being tracked. The warehouse was all set up. All we needed was both live Silente's.
... Keelah... you were... you were working with...
*calls Sophia*
James is here... the clone... she's working for him... he wants Silente... help... please...
Clone: No! I'm not working with him!
*eyes soft but worried*
James: Leri I was going to FIX them. But I guess now it doesn't matter. Alien. Fake.
*teleports away*
Clone: Ler i wasn't helping him..he was stood there when Sophia was here...I didn't want to get him shot in front of you, that's why I didn't tell Sophia and now...
*pales*
..she'll kill me...
... You knew he was there... You knew... You didn't say anything... You should have told someone... James wouldn't have fixed you... why would he fix you when he made you this way in the first place?
*calls Sophia again*
... Ignore that... James was here... But I don't think it had anything to do with the clone...
Clone: I-I'm sorry..I told Sophia she would've shot him...or he would have hurt someone...and he said he would help...
*puts her head in her hands*
Sorry...
**IF I told Sophia
(I wrote an entire role play where Rose gets tortured and raped and dies...
But I didn't write it. I don't remember...)
*hugs the clone*
... I'm... I'm sorry, I shouldn't have thought that way... It was just my natural reaction... You seemed to know that James was here and...
... He's the reason why Silente is like this... he's the reason why I got hurt...
(Erm....okay that's a LITTLE BIT unhealthy i think...)
(Cheerful, Rose.)
*sniffles slightly and hugs Leri back*
I..he might've changed his mind though...
(But it was in my notes... My writing style and that are different... There was no 'she', 'he', 'his' or 'hers'... There was just *cried out in pain* *started to cry*... Not *she cried out in pain when the knife punctured her stomach*...
I didn't write it...)
(So it was literally rp style...)
(Yeah... I tell it like a story... It just had the actions... Bread actions... 0.0 ))
(Its...a bit of a weird thing to do though...)
... I don't think so... He doesn't seem like the type of person who wants to help people... Why would he? He... he's a bad person...
*holds the clone's hand* ... I'm sorry...
(I know! And the scary thing there is that I hadn't written in my notes for months. Then that showed up...))
*smiles and squeezes her hand reassuringly*
It's ok-kay. And n-no ones a b-bad person...they just do some bad things for reasons they think are right but others view as wrong...
(...maybe don't let people read your notes...)
(I think I won't... Ever. Again.
Because despite the amazing and intricate plot, I didn't write it... And that's scary...)
... There are bad people... They might think what they do is right... But if someone thinks that murdering is right... that makes them a bad person...
No..that makes them a confused person...they just..have different views...you can't blame them. Thats like saying v-vampires are bad p-people because they see h-humans and blood as f-food...
(HIDE THOSE NOTES! *nods* Oh Rose btw my mother sends her love. *rolls eyes*)
(Why does your mother send her love...?
HI TETRIS'S MOTHER!! I LOVE YOU!!)
(I accidentally left my phone unlocked while getting breakfast and she read some comments...including your note. And now she keeps asking me about you.)
... Murdering is bad... It's never right... No matter what the reason...
... Vampires are bad if they kill humans to get food...
*smiles sadly at Leri*
What about when vampire shed their skin and kill people? Are they bad then? When they can't control it.
... Then they have no choice... If you have no choice, it's still bad but... you can't be considered bad... It's... if you kill by choice, then it's bad...
(Oh, aren't I feeling the international love...)
But..what if they can't control it? Mentally I mean...w-what if James has to k-kill people..because he can't stop himself...
(XD So yeah mum sends her love.)
... Then he does bad things... And he should be put in an asylum or something...
(Alright...
Tell your mum I said "hi... Thank you for letting Tetris on here. She's cool. Also, I LOVE YOU!!!")
Clone: *nods* but what if he h-has changed...people can ch-change...people addicted to drugs can s-stop...so why not murderers?
... Drugs only hurt yourself... murdering hurts others...
(XD She asked who Tetris was. Then laughed. And now that nickname is going to haunt me forever....she says stay safe and talk to if you need to. Actually she said 'don't be scared to talk to Tetris or me if you feel down again.' So yeah.)
Clone: Drugs can hurt others too if they make you angry or violent...and that doesn't mean you can't ch-change...
*puts her helmet on the clone's shoulder* ... It just means that you shouldn't be allowed to hurt someone again...
(Aw... I love your mum.)
*Roland woke the next morning, his arms wrapped around Rose and they were covered with a blanket. He sat up, being careful not to disturb her and then realised he had no clothes on.
His eyes widen as he remembered what happened the night before. He began to blush deeply.
He moved himself down so he was at the edge of the couch and tried to find his clothes. His and Rose's were scattered all over.
He smiled to himself. Last night had to be the best night of his life.*
*wraps her arms around Leri*
You shouldn't hurt people..Sophia hurts people..James hurts people...Silente hurts people too..
She was real sorry...
(Yeah...she's alright.)
... I wouldn't hurt anyone... I just think... if there was someone who had hurt another, and were let out of prison or something... would I trust them?
... I don't think I would... Just because they say they've changed doesn't mean they would have actually done so... I wouldn't want to be near them...
*hugs the clone*
*She mumbled something and rolled over. There was a warm spot on the sofa, but the heat was disappearing quickly. She curled into it, inhaling Roland's scent. She felt the sofa touch her ribs and she opened her eyes wearily, remembering what had happened.
*She sat up, holding the blanket to her chest and looked at Roland. She grinned at him*
Good morning, love...
*Roland smiled as he finally found his trousers. He grabbed them and pulled them across to him.*
Roland: Good morning dear. Did you have a pleasant sleep?
That's...understandable...but that doesn't mean you shouldn't give them a chance because what...what if they have changed but you didn't want to see them and they..they gave up cause they t-though it was too late..that they had no one to ch-change for...
*She smiled and nodded. She looked at her clothes scattered across the floor and laughed quietly to herself*
I had quite a nice sleep, thank you. And yourself?
*She pursed her lips as she eyed her shirt. It was too far away. Roland's shirt was within reaching distance. She snagged it between her fingers and pulled it on. Then she used the gravity to send her jeans towards her. She lay them on her lap and snuggled against Roland's side*
... I don't think anyone would be that attached to me...
Clone: *smiles* Of course they could. You make people think fhey should be better Leri
... And all I do is get hurt... A lot...
Clone: you make people want to be better Leri..
... But in the end, they do nothing about it...
Clone: yes they do..
*He pulled on his jeans under the blanket and stood to pull them up.*
Roland: That looks good on you and that was the best sleep I have had for a long time.
... As Silente said, I'm not cut out for earth...
Clone: Vampires aren't cut out for the sea, doesn't stop them sailing.
*She blushed and reached for him, pulling him into a tight hug*
I love you. I definitely love you. Last night was the best night of my life.
*She kissed him, nice and slow, one hand reaching up to caress his face*
... I can't do anything... I have a shotgun but I can't defend myself... I just get hurt... I feel to be always crying...
Clone: You heal people. And make people leas violent...you tried to stop Sophia from shooting me remember? That was brave. So was following Sil.
(going to sleep now. Night!)
(Goodnight, Tetris!)
*He kissed her back too and sighed sweetly into her touch. He wasn't afraid of it or reclined from it any more and to him, that was such a good thing, for him and for Rose.*
Roland: We should get the other two and have some breakfast. That would be a good idea, I am sure Ariana needs her nappy changed.
I shall assume back to hiding.
Might be a good idea... But then again, I think they can wait...
*She giggled and pulled his lips back to hers and kissed him with more passion than before. She held his hair tightly in her hands and attacked his lips with hers*
(Hey Loki!)
*sits underneath her tree*
(I have to go now. Bye!)
(Bye Dragona!)
(Goodnight, Em!)
Hello, Rose.
Hey, what's up?
Nothing, I just am with my sister.
How is she?
Alright, she is not exactly happy, but she is doing well. I had to take Leif and Kari up to Asgard today, Mother wad pestering to see her grandchildren.
Aw...
*She paused and pursed her lips*
Would we... Would we be able to go to Jotunheim...? I've got to apologise to your father...
Sure. You ought to dress warmly though.
I'll be fine. It's just the cold.
*She took his cool hand and pressed it against her cheek, smirking*
And I could give you a hug when I get cold... Unless, of course, you have a problem with that...
Just watched the new doctor who. It's good he's still odd, but not Matt Smith odd. Probably David Tannant odd.
I liked it though. :)
(I need to see it...)
I do not, come on then. *pulls out the Tesseract, taking them to Jotunheim* It is so dark here...
((I have it recording, so I'm watching it whenever...-Zaf
*She gasped quietly when the cold hit her and pressed herself tightly against Loki's side. She couldn't see. She looked up to where she could faintly see the shine on Loki's eyes and smirked*
Lead the way, Mr Laufeyson.
(It will be recording for 7:30 tonight...)
*keeps her close, leading her to the palace, passing Frost Giants sometimes, but most don't even notice them* I can see fine here, we often think it is because Zanida and I spent the first few months of our lives here.
Or because it's because of your Frost Giant-ness... Maybe it's something in your genes...?
*She shivered against him and kissed his side*
Damn you cold frozen aliens...
*laughs* You know, I am a human,..I believe.
Farbauti: Or perhaps a very strange child.
I think you're an intergalactic being who has fallen in love with a human...
*She jumped at the voice and turned, still seeing only darkness. She pressed herself tighter against Loki*
Loki is a strange one, agreed.
Farbauti: I know, I gave birth to him.
Mother.
Farbauti: The throne room is lit better, your girlfriend should be able to see better.
*Her eyes widened*
Wait. Your mother?!
*She snickered quietly to herself and covered her blue lips with the back of her hand*
I subconsciously never thought that you had a mother... You're an alien. That could be a thing here...
*She blushed when his mother said 'girlfriend' and hid her face in Loki's chest*
Someone had to give birth to me, did they not?
Farbauti: Yes, Loki and Zanida are mjne, despite my attempts to pretend they aren't...
Really, Mother?
Farbauti: Go to the throne room, your father is there. *walks away*
She has always been fond of my sister.
Loki, you could have just... You know... The stork? Been found in a cabbage patch? I don't know!
*She laughed nervously and looked in the direction of the voice*
They are both very beautiful people.
*She waved when footsteps started to tap away from her and gripped Loki's hand tighter*
Well, that's only because they want me to get all of you. They can have Zanida as long as I get all of you. All to myself... Okay..?
*She pulled down his shoulder to kiss his warm lips*
To the throne room?
*kisses her back, pulling away after a few moments* Yes. *leads her to the throne room, which is lit so Rose can see*
Laufey: Rose. Loki.
*She smiled as light filled her vision. It took a moment for them to adjust to the brightness, but she soon saw Laufey*
Uh... Hey... Um, I came to apologise for the other day... You know, where I was trying to kill you because you were hurting my friends...?
Laufey: I decided that you would have tried, and to not be mad, but do not do so again.
Well, you did technically kill me... Did you know how fun that was? It was different. There was light. It was almost the final death.
*Her features tightened and she crossed her arms over her chest. Her voice turned sharp*
And you could have left your son without a lover and two of your grandchildren without a mother. I wonder if you would have felt guilty. You probably wouldn't have...
Laufey: I care not what happens to my son, he would cope. As for your children- I may have a heart due to the fact they would lose their mother.
How about you start caring? Hmm? He is your SON for God's sake. Imagine that your father didn't give a shit about you. I lost both of my damn parents when I was just a little kid! It hurts like Hell! What I wouldn't do for them to care for me now.
*Her hands clenched and started to shake with rage*
You only care about our kids. That's pretty pathetic. You wouldn't even know of their existence if it wasn't for your son. It's not like you would have had second thoughts on killing me, not that you even did, if you didn't know of my children.
Laufey: What do you want from me? I care for Zanida, not Loki.
Why don't you care for your son?!
*She stalked towards Laufey, trying her hardest to keep the glare off her face*
I want you to care for your son. I want you to actually feel for him. He is your son. He's only ever going to get one father, and I feel sorry that he was stuck with a man like you!
*She was right in front of him now. She tilted her head back to look at his face*
You're a pathetic excuse for king. Loki should rule Jotunheim. At least he cares for both of his children.
Laufey: *picks Rose up, and places her next to Loki* Perhaps somewhere inside me, I care.
You do, you told Zanida.
Laufey: I care, you would rule after me...
*She struggled against Laufey when he picked her up*
PUT ME DOWN!
*She clung onto Loki when she was set down beside him, hiding her face in his side*
How about you make your caring more obvious. You know, ask how he is every now and then...?
Laufey: I do, I try to at least. I am busy, Rose, I have a realm to rule.
And Loki has realms to take over... He's busy, but he has time for me and the twins. Because he cares.
*She turned her face from Loki and looked at Laufey*
Make time.
Laufey: Very well, I understand.
*She beamed at Laufey*
See? Now we're all one big happy family again, plus a cling on. Laufey cares for both of his children! My job here is done.
*She laughed quietly and kissed Loki's arm*
Do you wish to go home now?
Laufey: *leaves the room*
Yes. Let's go home. I could do with a Loki cuddle on a sofa while watching a movie. That will be what we do today. We will watch a movie and cuddle. But, after one thing.
*She pulled his face to hers and kissed him fiercely. She tugged at his hair and pressed herself against him*
*once again they find themselves in the home on Midgard*
*She smiled and pulled away from him*
You're amazing. Have I told you that recently? You're amazing. And I love you.
I know, and I love you too, I want to keep you for as long as I can. *gently kisses her cheek* What do you want to watch?
((*dies laughing* I'm watching Nascar, so one giy knocked the bumper off another guy, so the one without a bumper, well its hanging off the car, taps the guy who hit him twice in the back of the car, pulls around and goes over the radio: Look what you did. -Zaff
*She grinned at him*
I've always been a massive fan of Disney. We shall watch the Lion King.
*She nodded and kissed his nose*
(Haha! XD)
Very well. I need to go borrow that from Zafira, she has those...DVD's....? I believe that is the term.
DVD. Yep! Good boy. You're learning to speak like a Midgardian. Except, instead of 'believe', we say 'think'.
*She laughed and started to pull him out of the house*
I shall transform you into a very tall, way-too-sexy Midgardian if it's the last thing I do.
I prefer Asgardian.
Zafira: You want the DVD? *shadow-walks down, handing the DVD to Rose* Don't let him touch the DVD player.
But it's more fun!
*She took the DVD and hugged Zaf*
Thanks! And believe me, he's not going anywhere near it... DVD player is mine to control. He can have a realm, I get the DVD player.
Zafira: *hugs Rose, laughing* Good luck.
I know not what these...movies..are...
Thank you, Zaf. I fear I may need it...
*She laughed and looked over at Loki*
Movies are better than any army. Some create armies. Armies of fangirls. Political movements, start wars. Who needs a sceptre when they can create more with a movie?
I do not understand.
Zafira: This'll be his education. *skips off*
((Rose, did you see my Ice Bucket Challenge?-Zaf
http://youtu.be/iCzYHioeU2A
(Someone looked a little cold... XD )
See ya Zaf!
*She grinned evilly at Loki*
You. You sit. I will start the movie.
*She walked towards the DVD player and placed the disk in. She turned on the TV and walked back to the sofa, laying down*
((It was freezing! My screams the best was I'm like eh I'll nominate Derek. He hasn't acknowledged my nonination...-Zaf
*sits, pretty much concerned for whatever the DVD may contain*
(For some reason, I just watched all of this...
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=N2aoOn1Mzpo
I don't know why... What is happening to me...?)
(Aw, meanie Derek... Well, I haven't been nominated yet, though I might have it coming soon... It's reached people in my class, finally... Oh God.)
*She pulled on Loki's arm so he was laying behind her and looked at the TV. The opening credits started to roll and she hummed along with the familiar tune*
*holds Rose close, sort of confused by the entire thing*
((My friend nominated me so we did a sleep over and the one pouring ice on me nominated me. Cruel child.-Zaf
*She looked at Loki and rolled her eyes*
So, they're lions. They can talk. The little boy one, Simba, blames himself for his father's murder. But it was his uncle, Scar, that murdered Simba's father, Mufasa. So Simba runs away and is found by a warthog, Pumbaa, and his meerkat friend, Timon. That's the start of the movie.
(You're friends sound great. Well, it is summer over there. Us Aussies are gonna freeze...)
I did not...*nods, actually following the storyline*
((I didn't nominate anyone down under cause I feel sympathy. Though it was a cold rain for my challenge.-Zaf
*She laughed again*
Imagine. Odin is still alive. You kill Odin by getting Thor into trouble and telling your father that Thor's going to be killed. Odin rushes down to save him and what was originally going to kill Thor, kills Odin. Thor gets banished. You get the throne. That's literally what Scar did.
(Well, thank you. So much. Because I literally would have died from hypothermia.)
I like Scar, he thinks like me.
(I figured, I spared me Aussies!-Zaf
Well, I hated Scar for as long as I could ever remember... Well, since I first saw this movie quite a few years ago...
*She groaned*
Ugh! I fell in love with Scar! I'm like that disheveled lioness from the sequel... I always wondered what she saw in him...
(See? This is why we're friends!)
I have not an idea what you mean, but the lions are interesting.
((*huggles Rose* Totally! I seriously think if Derek doesn't do the challenge we need to do another Minion team up on him. Zaffy is not backing down.-Zaf
Scar is evil. I fell in love with you, which is the Lion King equivalent to Scar...
(*Huggles back*
I'll nominate him when it finally comes to me... it will... I see it...)
(My older brother just came home and I'm sitting in the living room eating the last two pieces of pizza. So I'm running to my room with the pizza and my laptop and now I'm stuck in here... My breath and room will smell of pizza. And there's the plate...
How shall I smuggle this one out...?)
You see beauty in my dark soul, and frozen heart.
((Yay! Rose help me! *gives Rose a Loki cookie-Zaf
I can make myself see anything. You could actually be an elephant that I have convinced myself is an Asgardian... And I had children with...
*She found herself laughing. She rolled over, her back to the TV and kissed him*
(*Noms on the Loki cookie* Ily!)
*kisses her back, deepening their kiss*
((See; I give cookies!-Zaf
*She giggled and wrapped her arms tightly around him. Her lips began attacking his passionately as she twisted her legs with his*
(Cookie! Australians are supposed to call 'cookies' 'biscuits' but we don't. We call them 'biccies' or 'cookies'!)
*his hands wandered, he really had behaved this week, so he figured Rose wouldn't mind a little mischeif*
((They cookies! *giggles* *is hyper on 5 hours of sleep-Zaf
*She giggled and kissed along his jaw and up to his ear*
Ohh... Naughty, naughty, naughty...
*She attacked his lips again, a small moan slipping out when she broke away to breathe*
(I usually get less than that every night, Zaf... I remembered the first time... :/ )
You want me....*laughs, kissing her after a few moments, used to the lack of air*
*She didn't respond. Her hands were already running over his armour, trying to peel it away. She'd figure out how to take it off one day, but not now. She kissed him back, biting softly on his lower lip*
*vanishes his armor, keeping his shirt half unbottoned, warning her Ricci and the twins were awake still*
*She rolled her eyes at his warning and completely unbuttoned his shirt. She ran her hands over his chest and kissed down his neck, stopping at his collar bones*
I love you.
I love you too. So beautiful...
((My author is slowly losing focus, if I vanish she fell asleep. I shall keep her awake if I can.))
*She giggled and kissed his neck*
You're a stunner...
*She pressed herself against him as she nibbled his neck. Her hands were between them, pressed securely to his chest*
(Okay!)
*moves head so she has a better place to nibble, gasping slightly* Good...
*She giggled and continued nibbling, making her way down his neck and along his collarbones*
Should I go back...?
i need a guys name for a story i'm writing. any ideas?
(What kind of personality does this guy have?)
(annoying, in a funny "please don't hurt me" kinda way. he smiles a bit too much and tries to keep a positive outlook on things.
i've been trying to work out a name for ages and i just can't for the life of me)
(Will, Dylan, Eric, Jesse, Tom, Aiden, Jack, James, Angus, Harry, Bill, Dan, Phil...
I'm out.)
I kept track of the scores for Guess the Bloglandian as I went along, but some people commented the same answer multiple times, and I realized I hadn't accounted for that (I'm not giving them extra points for that), so I typed all the numbers into a quick program to add them up, and only one score was the same both times.
Meh. -_-
I'll have to go through and count again...
(Josh...Sam...Manuél...)
(*facepalm* all my friends will suggest is Pablo. I am not calling him Pablo.
Will's good. thanks)
okay, do you lot want to read what i have so far? i was challenged to write a romance... heh...
Sure, Snow!
She sat in the corner of the bar, looking out at the crowd.
It’s not that she didn’t like being in places like this – though, really, she didn’t – it was the fact that she was alone. Every time she wanted to do something with her friends, they always seemed to be busy.
And so, instead of being with friends and possibly enjoying herself, Alex was sitting in a crappy bar, alone. Sighing, she sipped her drink and thought of the millions of other things you could be doing.
Suddenly, a voice was breaking the silence of her thoughts and pulling her back into reality. “Hi.”
She glanced up, wondering who it was that had decided to brake the peace.
A man about her age, maybe 28, stood next to her table and smiled at her. He was good looking, with blue eyes and a kind of orangey-brown hair. He was about average height, she guessed, and probably the same with weight. Sighing internally, she could see where this was headed, but to be polite, replied anyway.
“Hi,” she said, not really bothering to keep the slight annoyance out of her voice. She took another sip of her drink and tried hard not to scream when he sat down.
“I’m Will,” he said, still smiling. “And you are…?”
This time, Alex did sigh. “Why would I tell you? You’re a complete stranger. For all I know, you could be a serial killer.”
Will frowned. “I’m not a serial killer. I came here with friends.”
“That doesn’t exactly prove that you’re not a serial killer. You could lead a normal life, killing away from the people who know you, having them never suspect a thing. Or you all be serial killers. It could be a big, serial killer meeting, for all I know. You could be talking about all your kills and plans and the like”
Will chuckled a bit. “And what, pray tell, are the actual chances of me being a serial killer?”
“Hmm” Alex thought for a bit, “ maybe one in a thousand”
Before Will could reply to that, she added, “though there are more than a thousand people in the world, which makes that one in a thousand chance a lot more likely. That’s something people don’t realize, one in a thousand chances happen a lot more than the name would suggest.”
He looked at her for a moment before sighing.
“Why do I get the distinct feeling that I’m being rejected before I even get the chance to start flirting?”
“Probably because you are getting rejected before you get the chance to start flirting.” She shrugged, not seeing the point in being anything but frank with him.
Frowning he hung his head, and Alex went back to looking around the room and thinking.
Hm. Interesting.
yep. interesting. i guess. i don't know... i don't really like it... *shrugs*
Their conversation is good, but I don't think setting it in a bar really works, and they don't seem 28.
I've posted the winners of Guess the Bloglandian.
http://bloglandpuzzlesandgames.blogspot.com/2014/08/the-top-ten.html
Okay I am up I am ready I will probably be asleep again in a couple of seconds! Snow that was very good and also funny. Way to break a guys heart ;P
Okay today I need to paint a gnome!
And do..*looks at the big eye constantly watching over them who is probably asleep right know who is also known as Derek* ..stuff. Lots of clever little stuff..
*nods at fabi* I know. I just... can't get it right.
Thanks Arnold.
My dad is an impatient ass.
(I could actually die right now.
Tom Hiddleston is...
I don't even...
Oh God...
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=kx_gYSCRPpw
Stupid friends...
This is the most delicious kind of torture...))
The conversation flows really well. Maybe you should just set the scene somewhere else?
:-(
Hey Deathy!
Hmm
http://www.futureme.org/
Just sent one to me in 16 years...
Good. That means you have to stay around to receive it.
I did ask myself if I'm still alive... So I don't have to be...
No. Shush. You do have to be. It's a rule now. No changing it.
Rose.... if it's not too personal, ans you don't mind my asking...
How old are you? Because I think you're about two maybe three, years older than I am.
Aw, don't be mean...
I'm 16.
*nods* roughly two years older than me.
I don't feel like a sixteen year old, though... I still feel like a six year old, especially with the way I'm treated... Ugh...
Don't we all. Argh
Everyone seems to be expecting more of me lately, like what I do isn't enough. Like, my parents keep coming out with "you need to push yourself more" and I honestly feel like telling them that I'm already pushing as much as I can. Everyone seems to think I'm this great person that can do everything and they expect me to act as such all the time.
My whole family told me today I should have entered a math relay with my brother because I'm good at math. When I tried to explain that I don't enjoy math at all they told me to "enjoy it because your good at it and strive to be better"
And I just
I'm sick of being what other people want, of doing things for other people.
And I maybe went a hit far off what I was going to say.
I feel ya, man. Parents don't give a flying f*ck about me no longer. I could disappear off the face of the Earth and they'd continue on with their lives. Because I honestly can't help it if August is my annual sick month. I can't help it if someone jumped on my ribs when I was busy doing something, not looking behind me. I can't help but be me, and my parents don't even realise.
I don't even talk to them very often. They're always doing something with the rest of my siblings while I just sit at home like 'Hmm. I wonder if I'm going to have to find my own dinner again tonight? I hope they didn't go out for dinner without telling me again.'
I sometimes feel like telling my mum that her mother was a bitch to her, and my mum is being a bitch to me. But then she'd refuse it and tell me that I'm not allowed to do anything ever again.
Well, I'm sorry mum, but once I turn eighteen and finish my NIDA course, I'm leaving the country and never coming back.
I moving out as soon as possible. I mean, they ave their good moments, their moments where they notice me and tell me I'm doing well. But more often than not, I can do something outstanding, something like win a compatition or get an A, and they'll ignore kt, but if my brother gets a B, he'll get to pick diner and he'll get a present and I'll be ignored again. Though they'll say that I'm ignoring them, that I'm choosong not to participate.
Honestly, it's no wonder I spend all day in my room on my tablet, because here I feel wanted and exepted and with them I feel like an unwelcome stranger.
A stranger in my own home, with my own family...
See, my sister got heaps of late letters sent home when she was my age. About one every month.
I got one last week and mum just about ripped off my head.
I had been sick. I had missed school and mum took the wifi when I said I needed it. She said I could use it when she came back. And she didn't come back until it was almost bed time. This happened every day I spent at home.
So really, it's my mum's fault. If she had left the wifi here, then I would have had plenty of time to do this project.
AND SHE CAN'T SEE THAT!
Move to Tassie. We'll share a house for a month than fly to Ireland.
Because that'll work.
I know exactly how you feel, Snow.
I was actually thinking of becoming super rich and buying an apartment building in the middle of a city. Blogland Apartments. All of us can live there free of charge. We all know each other, in a way, and we can all feel wanted in one great big happy home!
I've got a sister in Tassie. I'm planning to go to Ireland anyway.
That will work. That is what I shall do after my NIDA course.
You know, I wouldn't be surprised if I somehow knew your sister.
She's in Hobart. Goes to UTAS. Usually drunk... Goes by the name of Jacquie?
Hmmm.
What's she studying?
Paramedic science
The name sounds familiar but I could be wrong *shrugs*
Well, I can give you a last name, but only if you promise not to stalk me or tell anyone or anything, okay?
XD not necessary. If I know her, I know her. I'll make sure to bring up Daniel if I see a Jacquie in hobart.
It's Dannielle, not Daniel. Sorry.
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