Roswell

Once upon a time there was a tv show tht was gathered together with a cast of the squeakiest winiest teenagers, in which the 2 main characters sound like a 5 yr olg girl and a nasally geek, except the nasally geek is actually an alien in a small town called "roswell" the whiny 5 yr old is shot in her parents alien themed restraunt where she works as a waitress and the alien geek, who secretly has had a stalkerish obsession with her since kindergarten heals her with his magic alien powers. they then fall maddeningly in love along with aloen geeks sister and other alien friend whom all fall in love with the human 5 yr old girls friends, all of a sudden the sherif and FBI get involved and they're trying to cover up the fact tht they are aliens so they dnt get assraped by the government, but instead the geeky alien guy ends up cheating on 5 yr old whiny girl because he is apparently "being controlled by something" to make him fall in love with a phsycho blonde girl who now turns out to be an alien to, but an enemy one, and they dnt know what to do because now theres alot of lovey dovey drama as well as them all running for their fucked up lives, oh and alien hickeys kill humans. THE END

AND THAT MY FRIENDS, IS THE FIRST SEASON OF "ROSWELL"
aka, twilight with aliens.

Who I am

A lot of people don't know me. That's a pretty general statement, and is true for everyone. But what I mean is that those who think they know me, who have known me for as long as I can remember, don't know me. I think that all these different accounts and websites, all these different profiles for yourself that people can make now almost everywhere, is really just the human way of wanting to be heard and known. A way for people to shout "THIS IS ME! THIS IS WHO I AM, KNOW ME!" But it doesn't work, does it? It's not enough. So I figure I should set the record straight, obscuring the more detailed things, of course.

• I talk to myself constantly, often getting into arguments with myself until one side wins and the other cowers in shame.
• I anger easily, and although try to control it, find it extremely difficult.
• I created a stone encasing around myself to try and not show emotion or hurt, but inside the shell am as sensitive as those little hairs on a Venus fly trap.
• I trust no one. Not really. It takes years to gain my trust, even those I say, and do, Love aren't completely trusted. There's less pain that way.
• I can go from completely hysterical to utterly grave and serious in a second.
• I have the inconvenient and uncontrollable desire to try and help people, or rather, fix situations. yes, there is a difference.
• I don't fear or feel the cold. I never have. 
• I love the outdoors but avoid them as well, and for the same reasons.
• When I am truly angry it becomes unsafe. 
• I dream of something that happens in the future way too often.
• When I'm alone I sing loud and strong, even as awful as I am.
• My books are more than time passers, or even obsessions...they're an escape. 
• I write for hours on end sometimes, and then maybe a few sentences a month others.
• My character, Carna, is who I talk to most. Not nessesarily myself, but her. She is the more logical and reasoning side.
• I created Carna as everything I wanted to be again. Fearless, apathetic, intelligent, strong, brave...all that heroic stuff.
• Sometimes I'll look for someone who is rude and insulting on purpose just to infuriate them by remaining calm and indifferent.
• I'm a real bitch when it comes to defending myself.
• I can be utterly cold without meaning to be.
• I hate it when people are joyous and happy around me when its obvious I'm wallowing in misery.
• My best thinking is in the shower. (yeah, TMI I know, shut up.)
• I always keep one consistent thing on me, usually a necklace on me, or a stone in my pocket. Each one means something. Don't we all seek consistency in our lives? 
• I'm republican and Christian (protestant division) which usually means that I get into debates way to easily.
• I fight too much with people.
• I replay every stupid thing I say and do over in my head until I need to shake myself os slap my face to snap out of it.
• I'm terrible at drawing but sketch all the time anyway.
• I'm too prideful in myself.
• One adult has said that I am disrespectful towards elders. (although I doubt that, I just don't particularly like *her*)
• It pisses me off when people try to force me to do something and I'm often too rebellious about it.
• I tend to rant and see things differently than most people.
• My sense of humor is variously different from most. 
• I rarely watch television.
• I don't have cable.
• My dream is to write my books, and then maybe films before moving to Greece. I want to own a house on a rocky cliff area, overlooking the Mediterranean Sea.
• Although my entire family on my mothers side is Hispanic I can't speak Spanish to save my life.
• I'm obsessed with dragons and other mythical folklore...mostly dragons.
• I hate preppy girls.
• I hate preppy abreviations like "obvi" "tots" and "tip" (obvious, totally, typical)
• I want to tear out the throats of people who type like this: "omggggg I like tots jst 4 realsies loooooove this puppy, 'es likesss so totally cuuuuuuuuuute!!!!!! :) :) :)!!!"
• I sometimes do use the occasional signature text talk that I caught on from some friends. Only consisting of "es" (instead of is, like a spanish accent or something) "yesh." (when I feel comical) and "l8rs" (when I'm leaving the conversation). Yes, I suppose I'm guilty of it too.
• I like youtube way too much.
• I've succeeded in dating two guys. One a total jerk, the second...there are no words to describe the betrayal -.-
• Most my friends are guys.
• My "formal" and church attire are a nice fitting sweatshirt and jeans. Or in the summer, tank top and jean shorts.
• I love to swim, reminds me of flying.
• My favorite (non-mythical) animals are the owl, the tiger, and most rodents.
• I will eat most any food except salad.
• I have no life.

I think that's it for now, I might edit it later on but for now, it is midnight and I like to read before bed. I hope you all had a merry Christmas and Happy New Year....I'm sure there will be a post about the end of the world 2012 thing soon enough.
l8rs! (guilty)

The magic button — Make Everything OK

The magic button — Make Everything OK

Short stories

I wrote a post on facebook saying that I would write a short story of any topic given in the comments. Here was my challenge:  i have 2, first one: u find a magical staff and es forced to use it for good the second: ur parents have signed an agreement making u marry Justin Bieber for 20 years, their are no loopholes or ways out, u must stay with him have fun Carna ^.=.^

Here is the end result:  Once upon a time Carna found a magical stick that she used to bash in the face of her husband Justin Bieber. She then disposed of the body with the magic "burn every living thing in sight" button on the stick and phoned the police of his disappearance. Carna then lived off of Justin Bieber's assorted millions until she was very old and used the magical stick to control the minds of everyone in the world. She died after a squirrel chewed through her bungee cord and she fell to her death.

THE END.


My second challenge: whatever XD i gots a new one for ya: ur playing an internet game and then lightening strikes the phone lines messing with ur computer and sucking u into the game ur playing, u must survive and figure a way out by beating the game. the game u was playing es Assasians Creed ^.=.^ i know u will enjoy this


I know nothing about this games except that the characters have Italian accents and kill people. So here is the end result: (excuse my ignorance as I know very little about this game. I wrote several much longer versions but none of them seemed to work. long story short,)

Carna  hated computers. She also hated it when they zapped her in the face, and she woke up in the middle of a stone street and was carried away by strangely dressed guards. However she did enjoy killing all of said guards abandoning her "mission" and eventually leading to the death and destruction of the entire royal family and anyone else of "nobility".
"You have no idea how to play this game, do you?"
"Not in the slightest." Carna replied to the magical talking death snail (any good game should have magical talking death snails) that she had found after harpooning the King in the face. The snail's name was Henry. He liked to eat beans.
"I guess that's why everyone's dead?"
"yep" Carna kicked over a burning piece of wood by her feet and continued to walk along the streets.
"Technically I killed everyone, so i killed my 'target' does tht count as finishing the game?"
"It should" replied the snail as he nibbled on a detached hand.
"I will miss yo Henry."
She waved goodbye and died.

The End.

As you can tell, i know nothing about the game. But seriously, any game worth playing has magical talking death snails.

Baseball.

I already did football, but: this is interesting trust me.
Ok, so two kids about 12 years old, whom we will name Retard 1 and Retard 2 were outside smacking each other in the heads with sticks. Eventually their heads hurt *alot* and Retard 1 was starting to suffer from blood loss. So since the stick wacking obviously caused brain damage, they decided to make a pointless sport where people hit a ball with sticks and then run around in circles. As you can imagine Retard 1 and Retard 2 died shortly after because all that blood and splinters swimming around in their tiny heads, the running around in circles part didn't help. and they both dropped dead. The End.
Somehow this has become America's favorite past time. Again, I don't *really* understand sports. But come on...All the stick wacking Retards make more than our Doctors, there's something wrong with that....And to all of the baseball fans out there I am sincerely sorry if I have offended you (not really) the game of baseball is a wonderful thing (Oh God make it stop, it's so pointless!!!) And I wish you the best of luck getting onto your favorite sports team (you will become a janitor because u worked too hard smacking things with a stick than u did on your maths homework)
*******
In all honesty I think people just watch these sports because it gives them something to be excited about, which is kind of depressing when you think about it. How one person hits something with a stick and that is the highlight of our lives.
Coming Soon: Golf.

Inheritance! the End of a great legacy of books.

This *will* contain spoilers. Sorry.

Inheritance/ Inheritance Cycle/ "Eragon series" - ....Ok, the book. was awesome. The story, was amazing. But there were some slight disappointments. For one, the entire series kind of builds up to the big fight between Galbatorix and Eragon (warning: spoilers) and instead of the epic sword battle of the century!...Galbatorix understands his wrongs and kills himself in a fiery explosion, as far as I could tell at least. I must say however, it was written well and definitely was unexpected. Which may have been part of the point. Also, Again the story was great, but completely unsatisfactory as the last book. I mean...Eragon leaves Alagaesia forever never to see his loved ones or friends again, The End!!?! *and* Arya and him never did get together,(Nor Nasuada and Murtagh which was rather gloomy after all that conspired in Uru'baen) which was all too expected. Ah well, we shall see I suppose. Although I'm sure im not the only one who will wonder as to Eragon's future. And then there's Angela, I am about %98 sure that she is the fabled "Soothsayer" that Galbatorix speaks of, but one can never be sure. And I was disappointed to find that the promised answers on her were not included. I have the feeling many fan-fictions will soon pop up to finish the story and Angela and what not. Therefore ruining the books. So, may the great legacy live on while it can. (I'm not a fan of fan-fiction, ok?)

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