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Hunting is the only animal hurt I tolerate (but thats because I live in a hunters house and I have hunted a little)



WARNING: RANDOMNESS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
WACKY WAVY INFLATABLE ARM FLAILING TUBE MEN!!!!!!!!! Say that 10 times fast ;)
That is all.
WACKY WAVY INFLATABLE ARM FLAILING TUBE MEN!!!!!!!!! Say that 10 times fast ;)
That is all.
WACKY WAVY INFLATABLE ARM FLAILING TUBE MEN!
WACKY WAVY INFLATABLE ARM FLAILING TUBE MEN!
WACKY WAVY INFLATABLE ARM FLAILING TUBE MEN!
WACKY WAVY INFLATABLE ARM FLAILING TUBE MEN!
WACKY vajfidjblah bluh.... fail.
WACKY WAVY INFLATABLE ARM FLAILING TUBE MEN!
WACKY WAVY INFLATABLE ARM FLAILING TUBE MEN!
WACKY WAVY INFLATABLE ARM FLAILING TUBE MEN!
WACKY vajfidjblah bluh.... fail.
lol that is really pretty much what happened when I tried except slightly different sounds of fail at the end.
message 166:
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Amaranta, I thought about being sane once. This seemed like more fun.
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So I'm failing absolutely epically at NaNo this year(my first year). The second week is as good as over and I only have 963 words. At this rate, I'll never make it. But, even though I'm completely stressed, and basically ignore everything my teachers say so I can write, I'm really enjoying it. I love Jemmy and how she's turning out. So, I figured I'd post a few excperts from it.
This is from chapter 1(which will hopefully be up soon)
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"Shh. She's still asleep." My dad whispered. Or, should I say, he said, considering the fact he was loud enough to wake me up. I kept my eyes closed, hoping they'd leave and I could go back to sleep. I had no such luck.
"Maybe we should just let her sleep. Surprise her when she wakes up." My mom said. You should do that, I thought. Better yer, don't surprise me at all.
"But it's a tradition. And besides, she loves us waking her up for this." No, she doesn't. Now please shut up and let me go back to sleep.
"Fine, but turn off her alarm, and kids step back. I don't want it to go off, or for one of us to be punched." Not a bad idea. Maybe a punch in the gut will get you two to shut up! "Jemmy, honey, you need to wake up."
I opened my eyes to see my mom leaning over my, my dad right behind her, with one of those super dorky party hats on his head--God, could he be any more embarrassing?--and my brother, Thadius and sister, Dena, behind him. I groaned.
"SURPRISE!" All four of them yell, loud enough to chase away any chance of returning to sleep. I muttered a few words under my breath that recieved giggles from my siblings and a glare from my mom.
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The next is from an undecided chapter (probably 3) it's still Jemmy's b-day and someone just knocked on the door
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My mom came back followed closely by two men in suits, sunglasses, and those ear communicator things. They were definitely government people. They sat down on a couch opposite of me. My mom still stood at the doorway .
"Jemmy," The way she said it, I thought I was in major trouble. Great, just what I needed. "These men want to talk to you." And if you did anything wrong, I want to know about it. I added mentally.
"You're Jemalina Ser--" One said, rather officially.
"It's Jemmy." I cut him off, quickly. No matter how high up he was for any government, nobody calls me Jemalina. He stiffened, not really sure how to respond.
"Okay, Jemmy, is it?" I nodded. "Well, we'd like to talk to you for a moment."
"Yeah, I got that. Most people don't stop by, to look at a person, they come to talk. Also, you're already talking to me. So, yeah, that was kinda obvious." The government guys--or as I started to think of them as the GGs--laughed nervously.
"Yes, I suppose so. I am Bryant Spencer, and this is my partner, Royce Evans."
"Okay?" Come on all ready, get on with it, why am I in trouble.
"Now, first off, you aren't in any trouble." Cue sigh of relief from Mom.
"Then why are you here?"
"Well," Bryant--who names their kid Bryant? That's almost worse than Jemalina--shifted uncomfortably in his seat. "You've been selected for the IESP."
"The what?"
"IESP--Intergalactic Exchange Student Program." Royce said, as though just saying that would make us go, "Oh, I've heard of that." Which he was sadly mistaken.
"So?" I tried not to laugh as Royce took a shocked breath.
"So? So? It's only one of the most prestigious events you can take place in. And, you've been selected to do so!" I didn't know a fully developed guy's voice could go that high. Or squeak like that.
"Then why haven't I ever heard of it?" At this point Royce's face was red. And so was mine. From trying not to laugh.
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So I was talking about Exchange with a girl named Bailey and was talking about how Jemmy was turning out to be such a smart-ass. She suggested a having a part in the story. I'm gonna post it here, because she gave me such a great idea.
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"Why?" Jarrod asked.
"Why what?"
"Why are you such a smart-ass?"
"Well, I wouldn't have to be such a smart-ass if you weren't such a dumb-ass." I said. The next thing I knew my face was stinging. "Did you just bitch slap me?"
"I don't know. Did it feel something like this?" He raised his had and was about to slap me again when I grabbed it and bit it as hard as I could. Then, all hell broke loose. In the form of a cat fight. With a dude. And people say that I'm pathetic.
This is from chapter 1(which will hopefully be up soon)
___
"Shh. She's still asleep." My dad whispered. Or, should I say, he said, considering the fact he was loud enough to wake me up. I kept my eyes closed, hoping they'd leave and I could go back to sleep. I had no such luck.
"Maybe we should just let her sleep. Surprise her when she wakes up." My mom said. You should do that, I thought. Better yer, don't surprise me at all.
"But it's a tradition. And besides, she loves us waking her up for this." No, she doesn't. Now please shut up and let me go back to sleep.
"Fine, but turn off her alarm, and kids step back. I don't want it to go off, or for one of us to be punched." Not a bad idea. Maybe a punch in the gut will get you two to shut up! "Jemmy, honey, you need to wake up."
I opened my eyes to see my mom leaning over my, my dad right behind her, with one of those super dorky party hats on his head--God, could he be any more embarrassing?--and my brother, Thadius and sister, Dena, behind him. I groaned.
"SURPRISE!" All four of them yell, loud enough to chase away any chance of returning to sleep. I muttered a few words under my breath that recieved giggles from my siblings and a glare from my mom.
___
The next is from an undecided chapter (probably 3) it's still Jemmy's b-day and someone just knocked on the door
___
My mom came back followed closely by two men in suits, sunglasses, and those ear communicator things. They were definitely government people. They sat down on a couch opposite of me. My mom still stood at the doorway .
"Jemmy," The way she said it, I thought I was in major trouble. Great, just what I needed. "These men want to talk to you." And if you did anything wrong, I want to know about it. I added mentally.
"You're Jemalina Ser--" One said, rather officially.
"It's Jemmy." I cut him off, quickly. No matter how high up he was for any government, nobody calls me Jemalina. He stiffened, not really sure how to respond.
"Okay, Jemmy, is it?" I nodded. "Well, we'd like to talk to you for a moment."
"Yeah, I got that. Most people don't stop by, to look at a person, they come to talk. Also, you're already talking to me. So, yeah, that was kinda obvious." The government guys--or as I started to think of them as the GGs--laughed nervously.
"Yes, I suppose so. I am Bryant Spencer, and this is my partner, Royce Evans."
"Okay?" Come on all ready, get on with it, why am I in trouble.
"Now, first off, you aren't in any trouble." Cue sigh of relief from Mom.
"Then why are you here?"
"Well," Bryant--who names their kid Bryant? That's almost worse than Jemalina--shifted uncomfortably in his seat. "You've been selected for the IESP."
"The what?"
"IESP--Intergalactic Exchange Student Program." Royce said, as though just saying that would make us go, "Oh, I've heard of that." Which he was sadly mistaken.
"So?" I tried not to laugh as Royce took a shocked breath.
"So? So? It's only one of the most prestigious events you can take place in. And, you've been selected to do so!" I didn't know a fully developed guy's voice could go that high. Or squeak like that.
"Then why haven't I ever heard of it?" At this point Royce's face was red. And so was mine. From trying not to laugh.
___
So I was talking about Exchange with a girl named Bailey and was talking about how Jemmy was turning out to be such a smart-ass. She suggested a having a part in the story. I'm gonna post it here, because she gave me such a great idea.
_____
"Why?" Jarrod asked.
"Why what?"
"Why are you such a smart-ass?"
"Well, I wouldn't have to be such a smart-ass if you weren't such a dumb-ass." I said. The next thing I knew my face was stinging. "Did you just bitch slap me?"
"I don't know. Did it feel something like this?" He raised his had and was about to slap me again when I grabbed it and bit it as hard as I could. Then, all hell broke loose. In the form of a cat fight. With a dude. And people say that I'm pathetic.
message 167:
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Amaranta, I thought about being sane once. This seemed like more fun.
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Just to be truely random:
You know your a redneck when:
Your son hunts a deer...and you use it's antlers for a rack to hold your bras/jewlry(I AM NOT A MOTHER. We--my mom, Barry, my brother, my aunt, my uncle, my grandma, and Kelly were ate dinner and we were having this conversation about my brother and the first day of deer season and what we'd do with the antlers and stuff...really funny)
You get the first day of deer season off of school(we really do...)
You have a catogory in your Senior Superlatives that is "Most Country".
You have a teacher that will only miss school if he is a)just plain skipping or b) hunting.
You know your a redneck when:
Your son hunts a deer...and you use it's antlers for a rack to hold your bras/jewlry(I AM NOT A MOTHER. We--my mom, Barry, my brother, my aunt, my uncle, my grandma, and Kelly were ate dinner and we were having this conversation about my brother and the first day of deer season and what we'd do with the antlers and stuff...really funny)
You get the first day of deer season off of school(we really do...)
You have a catogory in your Senior Superlatives that is "Most Country".
You have a teacher that will only miss school if he is a)just plain skipping or b) hunting.
message 169:
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Amaranta, I thought about being sane once. This seemed like more fun.
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Hey...hey.............hey.........HEYYYYYYYYYYYYY.....you people with the faces! Why are you reading this???!!! O_O AHHH STALKERS!!!
...I was bored :)
....hi :)
...I was bored :)
....hi :)
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