A Story

I've started to write a story online about a volatile girl in college. I've had the story in my mind for a while, and finally I've found the appropriate place for it. I wish I could show you the pictures... http://ficlets.com/stories/3107 ,http://ficlets.com/stories/3109, http://ficlets.com/stories/3110 (the first and subsequent parts)

Carefree

I don't think I could ever be as carefree as my brother and sister when it comes to dancing.
I stood watching awkwardly today as they danced. It was funny, but you could see that they are both good dancers. It was awkward for me to watch, but more awkward for me to join in. I can't dance worth a hill of beans...

Correction

I, Popsicle Toes, have made a terrible mistake. One must always realize and confess one's faults. I stated that I thought my friend was mad at me, and he is not. It was foolish of me to think that a person as sweet as he is would do something like that. So, I say to him: BRICKI IF YOU'RE READING THIS, I WAS WRONG.
My French partner on the other hand is a different story. That kid creeps me out. He walks in everyday and glares at people. Then, he calls Madame Brennan "Mrs. Brendan!" in that irritating, whiny voice of his. If you try to help him with his French pronunciation, he keeps whining, "What? What?" until you want to bash you head in. The end.

Finally

Finally I can show you what I made in Blender.

I'm Not Catholic

I think my friend is mad at me. Well, not really mad, just annoyed.
On Friday, I told him I wasn't Catholic. He's a devout Eastern Orthodox Catholic, at least I think that is what it's called.
I said "I believe in God, but I'm not Catholic." Ever since then, he's been somewhat avoiding me. I could see if I were like a Devil-worshipper or something.
Should religion govern friendships?

Stupid Pizza-lickers

Since I don't curse, seriously, the most I say is "crap", I come up with absurd names to call people. "Pizza-lickers" is a word which here means "stupid, freaking people with no lives to speak of." I used to say "Cakesniffers", but decided not to steal Lemony Snicket's word. Instead of going on a cursing rampage, I exclaim in a voice loud enough for humanity: "Oh, fudge in the shape of a lemon Popsicle, covered in lightly toasted almonds, and a brief covering of powdered sugar!" Try it, it works wonders.

Why I am telling you this? Well, because people in school are pizza-lickers. They make fun of people, when they,apparently, haven't looked in a mirror, and thus shouldn't make fun of anyone.

Tired

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Smiling

Tonight, after going to the PAC awards, we went to "Bertucci's". I saw one of the ladies that directs traffic at my former school. She always tells me that I have a great smile and things like that, and when she saw me tonight, she brought the manager over to gaze upon my smile. I, who had just finished cramming pizza in my mouth, smiled, hoping that it wasn't filled with tomato sauce and whatever else they put in there.
Later she brought by a cannoli, tiramasu, and chocolate cake. I reached across the table and took the, correction, MY cannoli. I could get used to this.

Happy and Dappy

Happy Birthday, Ricky and Billy Joel! I love you both!

She can kill with a smile, she can wound with her eyes.And she can ruin your faith with her casual lies.And she only reveals what she wants you to see.She hides like a child, but she's always a woman to me.She can lead you to love, she can take you or leave you.She can ask for the truth but she'll never believe.And she'll take what you'll give her as long as it's free.Yeah, she steals like a thief, but she's always a woman to me.Oooh, she takes care of herself.She can wait if she wants, she's ahead of her time.Oooooh, and she never gives out, and she never gives in,she just changes her mind.And she'll promise you more than the Garden of Eden.And she'll carelesly cut you and laugh while you're bleeding.But she'll bring out the best and the worst you can be.Blame it all on yourself, cause she's always a woman to me.Hmmmmmm Mmmmmm Hmmmmm MmmmmmOooh, she takes care of herself.She can wait if she wants, she's ahead of her time.Oooooh, and she never gives out, and she never gives in,she just changes her mind.She is frequently kind and she's suddenly cruel.But she can do as she pleases, she's nobody's fool.And she can't be convicted, she's earned her degree.And the most she will do is throw shadows at you,but she's always a woman to me.Hmmmmmm Mmmmmm Hmmmmm Mmmmmm - BILLY JOEL "She's Always A Woman To Me". Tommorow is his 58th birthday.

Cats with Hats Eating Bats

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A Standing Ovation For Girls With Knee-Length Skirts

A pat on the back if you will, please. Contrary to what you guys thought, I did it. I congratulated Freeman. I said to Lilith before doing it, "Lilith, stop me before I do it. I'm going to tell Freeman 'Good job.'" Fortunately, she didn't stop me. I walked to his locker, and said, "Freeman, I should have done this Friday," I stopped as a triumphant smirk appeared on his face. "Well, I want to say, good form." He replied "Yeah, thanks, you too." And I walked away. I didn't pour over him "I can't believe this, and I'm soo sorry!" And crap like that, because I'm happy in my knee-length skirt.

A Mission Recalobrated

I have decided to be the bigger person. I've got it all planned out.
Following my 3-D animation session, I will seek Freeman out. No matter who is around him, I will walk up to him and say, "I should have done this Friday, but I was a bit sore." Then, I will extend my hand and say, "You were a rather...suitable opponent. This changes nothing." But, if he doesn't shake my hand, I will say, "Whether or not you decide to shake, I will still be me, and die knowing I did the right thing." And in a dignified manner, with my head at a proud tilt, I will gracefully waltz into homeroom...

A Mission Failed

My mission was plain, and simple: Destroy Freeman. Yet, somehow, I failed. I wouldn't have minded half-as-much if Thorton hadn't shot off his big, fat, acrimonious mouth. "How does it feel to be shut down?" he asked.
All day long, McHugh told me "Are you still here? You should go home before last period!" That decided it all. "Crush the bug." my heart pounded as I took the floor. "He is nothing but a parasite."
Somehow, I failed. "This was a tough decision. Maybe you should both advance to the next round. Perhaps I should wait for the verdict." M. Ryan said. "Come on! That's not fair! Make your decision!" cried the masses. "Fine. Freeman, you won. Popsicle Toes, you get a 94%. It was a good argument."
A good argument? I poured everything into making Freeman look like the egregious little boy that he is, while bringing a great defence.

Is that why I lost?

disection of the human mind

In Biology today, we disected a worm. How come we can disect animals, but not humans? Because animals are stupid? Because they were breed for science? What if we were "breed for science", would that make it right?