This blog has been around since I was 13 years old. I am now 20. Please excuse the cringe of my youth.
Friday, February 5, 2016
Cactus
Labels:
calm down friend,
Gwen tries to draw,
pretty things
Monday, February 1, 2016
Back And Weirder Than Ever- REJOICE, FRIENDS
You are in a great hall, superbly decorated by someone with a dark and eccentric taste. You walk towards the end, feet padding across the shiny floor. You squint in the darkness, towards the shape at the end of the hall. As you near, you realize that the shape is a desk with a high, leather backed chair behind it. The chair's back is facing you, so the occupant may gaze out the windows at the night. Eight feet away from the desk, you stop. And cough- politely.
The chair moves slowly, the back spinning away and the front spinning towards you. A face slides into the dim light of the hall. You silently accept your fate.
I look over my glasses at you, fingers steepled.
"You have accepted my offer, I see." I say, unnecessarily, because you wouldn't be here if you hadn't accepted. I've always liked drama like that.
"You seemed worthy of my attention." You say, from your place eight feet away from my desk, also unnecessarily. You wouldn't be here if I wasn't worthy of your attention. You've always liked drama like that.
I sigh. "First door on your right," I tell you. You nod and stride away, into the corridor.
A door creaks open.
Green light spills out, along with screams.
A door closes.
The chair moves slowly, the back spinning away and the front spinning towards you. A face slides into the dim light of the hall. You silently accept your fate.
I look over my glasses at you, fingers steepled.
"You have accepted my offer, I see." I say, unnecessarily, because you wouldn't be here if you hadn't accepted. I've always liked drama like that.
"You seemed worthy of my attention." You say, from your place eight feet away from my desk, also unnecessarily. You wouldn't be here if I wasn't worthy of your attention. You've always liked drama like that.
I sigh. "First door on your right," I tell you. You nod and stride away, into the corridor.
A door creaks open.
Green light spills out, along with screams.
A door closes.
Sunday, January 17, 2016
Adventures with Tracy the uptight family friend + get to know me tag
G R E E T I N G S, E A R T H F R I E N D S
Preview of what's to come:
Preview of what's to come:
- Guttural noises
- Interpretive dancing
- Creative uses and misuses for green beans
- Making loud comments on the mundane
- Using telekinesis to tickle Eli's kidneys
- Sliding along the floor on my belly shouting "I'M COMING FOR YOU!"
Labels:
Awards oh my god why are there so many,
Gwen tries to draw,
I'm so weird what the heck,
pretty things,
tracy the uptight family friend
Sunday, January 10, 2016
"Brendon Urie is my Man Crush Monday," says Donald.
Im getting better at speaking to people, I think.
For English I had to memorize a poem and present it in front of the class.
So I memorized The Jabberwocky over Christmas break, and loved it, prancing around the house reciting it, trying to find the best way to say it so it wasn't monotone or boring. I acted it out a little bit too. The interesting thing was, I was excited about reciting The Jabberwocky in front of everyone. (I'm sure most of you already know how much I loathe talking to people, so you know why this is a strange occurrence.)
For English I had to memorize a poem and present it in front of the class.
So I memorized The Jabberwocky over Christmas break, and loved it, prancing around the house reciting it, trying to find the best way to say it so it wasn't monotone or boring. I acted it out a little bit too. The interesting thing was, I was excited about reciting The Jabberwocky in front of everyone. (I'm sure most of you already know how much I loathe talking to people, so you know why this is a strange occurrence.)
Labels:
bands,
cool things I do,
Donald the local fanboy,
face,
feelings??,
I laugh in the face of social anxiety,
nature,
pretty things,
stuffed animals
Monday, January 4, 2016
how many employees have fallen to the corn syrups's sticky regime?
preview:
I illegally acquired a sprig of rosemary from the bush next to me, and made plans to speak to the ghosts in the study. (More on that later.) from there we walked to a fancy grocery store that does not like corn syrup. I think there might be epic battles being waged under the streets between the employees of the grocery store and corn syrup. how many employees have fallen to the corn syrups's sticky regime?
I feel like it is important to mention that I had string lights tied around my hat for the whole walk.
I illegally acquired a sprig of rosemary from the bush next to me, and made plans to speak to the ghosts in the study. (More on that later.) from there we walked to a fancy grocery store that does not like corn syrup. I think there might be epic battles being waged under the streets between the employees of the grocery store and corn syrup. how many employees have fallen to the corn syrups's sticky regime?
I feel like it is important to mention that I had string lights tied around my hat for the whole walk.
Labels:
bands,
Barrett's dolls,
Buying things,
dolls,
feelings??,
Gwen tries to draw,
I'm so weird what the heck,
Night Vale,
photography,
silly,
space!
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