Monday, September 20, 2010

Now I don't even know.

She speaks!
No, I'm not going to slice your uterus with a pencil. 
It'll be with a pen. 

Alright, joking aside, I really do appreciate your input. 
Yeah, I realized that my attempts at writing scifi/fantasy sucked charmander butt. 
Hey, I'm a gen fic type of gal. 

As far as the I'M A BEARD thing goes, it's because...well, you do know what a beard is, right? Not the piece of hair on a mans chin, but basically a person who makes another person seem non-gay. Why they're called beards I do not know. 

I don't really have a plotline for the last one. It's basically...it's really personal. So I guess I could use references to my own life? I don't even have a plot for it. 

And yeah, FR3AKS is mega tacky. Sorry man. 

4 comments:

  1. Who's gonna save you when the stars fall from the sky?

    Sorry.
    Bon Jovi, man.
    Playing it.
    Singing along.
    Not well.
    It's a good thing no one is here to be subjected to my singing.


    Anywho.
    Ya know, I kind of felt brutal.
    And brutality felt good.

    One, two, three, not only you and me, got 180 degrees, and I'm caught in between.
    Now, that isn't a song.
    It's my life.


    Psh, 'course I knew what a beard was.
    Psh.
    Psh.
    Psh-AH.
    But I still say that it isn't a 'stuff.'

    So you're Lauren Li?
    About to have an 'ahhh' moment.
    I'm guessing Ian is waiting-for-the-bus partner.

    Yeah, anyone else would be creeped out by the fact that I know so much about your life.
    But you wouldn't be.
    Because you understand.
    Yeah.
    That ain't slightly disconcerting either.


    Anyway, what did the notes at the end of each mean?

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  2. Sure, I'm Lauren Li, but Ian's not my waiting-for-the-bus partner. I have seen my waiting-for-the-bus partner in three--wait, no, four years.
    *cue sympathetic awwwwws*
    But seriously, he was my "first love", which is cheesy bullschnap that bad writers try to pull, but it's totally true. Even if I was eight.

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  3. My heart aches for you, assuming you meant "haven't" up there.
    Yes, Machete, you deserve an awwwwww.
    But only one.
    Because my first boyfriend is now some look-at-me-I'm-so-scene kid.
    Now that is worthy of more than one sympathetic awwwwwwwwwwwwwwww.

    And fine, don't tell me what the notes mean.

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  4. Scene?
    LAWWWWWL.
    *ahem*

    Uh, last year in English we had these "RWN"s, which is basically a Reader Writer Notebook.
    Basically, it means we write at minimum six pages each two weeks, then turn it in. I wrote at least forty pages each time. Which then equaled to me filling out an entire composition and half of a second.
    So that's what the notes are, so I can find the story back in my RWN. (Each had the date, then title.)

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