Monday, August 18, 2008
I think I thought...I think
Okay so I wanted yo practice my penmanship because it's always changing. So I decided to write whatever came to mind when I thought of a word.
drink
ice
freezer
vessel
titanic
terrorism
Al Queda
soldier
bush
wedding
eyelet
Joann's
Fabric
dress
alyssa
Babysitting
money
change
shopping
costco
Drink
If you have any questions about my thought process...or you don't understand just leave a comment and I'll reply!
drink
ice
freezer
vessel
titanic
terrorism
Al Queda
soldier
bush
wedding
eyelet
Joann's
Fabric
dress
alyssa
Babysitting
money
change
shopping
costco
Drink
If you have any questions about my thought process...or you don't understand just leave a comment and I'll reply!
got tagged
McKenna's one word tag
1. Where is your cell phone?. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . in cognito
2. Your significant other? . . . . . . . .. .. . . . .elementary
3. Your hair? . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . flambouyant
4. Your mother? . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . frizzy
5. Your father? . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . grey
6. Your favorite thing? . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . dangerous
7. Your dream last night? . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . forgettable
8. Your favorite drink? . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . byproduct
9. Your dream/goal? . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . distant
10. The room you're in? . . . . . . . . .. . . . . . .. . . . .luxurious
11. Your hobby? . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .people-watching
12. Your fear? . . . .. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . eight-legged
13. Where do you want to be in six years? . . . . .west
14. Where were you last night? . . . . . . . . . . . . . . driving
15. What you're not? . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .severe
16. Muffins? . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .. . . . . . chocolatepastry
18. Where you grew up? . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . occuring
19. The last thing you did? . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . typed
20. What are you wearing? . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . ponytail
21. Your tv? . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .. . . blank
22. Your pets? . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . obese
23. Your computer? . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .lazy
24. Your life? . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .unfulfilled
25. Your mood? . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .quixotic
26. Missing someone? . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .. . . . Santa Claus
27. Your car? . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . tank
28. Something you're not wearing? . . . . . . . . . .brasieer
29. Favorite store? . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . wal-mart
30. Your summer? . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . langsam
31. Like someone? . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . Reese Witherspoon
32. Your favorite color? . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .Mauve
33. When was the last time you laughed?. . . . . . . recently
34. Last time you cried? . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . home
35. Who will do this? . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . anyone
I cordially tag everyone that reads my blog...regularly.
1. Where is your cell phone?. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . in cognito
2. Your significant other? . . . . . . . .. .. . . . .elementary
3. Your hair? . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . flambouyant
4. Your mother? . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . frizzy
5. Your father? . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . grey
6. Your favorite thing? . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . dangerous
7. Your dream last night? . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . forgettable
8. Your favorite drink? . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . byproduct
9. Your dream/goal? . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . distant
10. The room you're in? . . . . . . . . .. . . . . . .. . . . .luxurious
11. Your hobby? . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .people-watching
12. Your fear? . . . .. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . eight-legged
13. Where do you want to be in six years? . . . . .west
14. Where were you last night? . . . . . . . . . . . . . . driving
15. What you're not? . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .severe
16. Muffins? . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .. . . . . . chocolatepastry
18. Where you grew up? . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . occuring
19. The last thing you did? . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . typed
20. What are you wearing? . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . ponytail
21. Your tv? . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .. . . blank
22. Your pets? . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . obese
23. Your computer? . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .lazy
24. Your life? . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .unfulfilled
25. Your mood? . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .quixotic
26. Missing someone? . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .. . . . Santa Claus
27. Your car? . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . tank
28. Something you're not wearing? . . . . . . . . . .brasieer
29. Favorite store? . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . wal-mart
30. Your summer? . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . langsam
31. Like someone? . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . Reese Witherspoon
32. Your favorite color? . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .Mauve
33. When was the last time you laughed?. . . . . . . recently
34. Last time you cried? . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . home
35. Who will do this? . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . anyone
I cordially tag everyone that reads my blog...regularly.
Friday, June 27, 2008
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Thursday, June 5, 2008
My book begins
This the beginning of my book:
It was silent.No argueing.No car engine rumbling.No singing along with the radio tuned into the local radio statio. No sound that usually went along with the usual carpool to work.
Silence...
And then a high pitched beeping that faded in and out of my subconscience, yet remained constant and steady, like a heartbeat.
I tried to recall how my memory skipped from a commute to work, to nothing. Like a gap I kept crossing a bridge over, finally I peeped over the edge and jumped!
When I opened my eyes, I realized they were closed. Go figure. I took a guess; I fell asleep and it was a dream. But I wasn't in my bed. I wasn't in my room. I wasn't in my right mind...Iwas in a hospital.
I figured this out when a stampede of nurses stormed in,with their needles. They proceeded not only to "gracefully" poke and prode me, but gouge, stab and insert various tubes and torture devices.
The only thing I could think about was the pain. By the time the last nurse filed in, I was on the verge of tears. I forced my eyes shut so no one could see my weakness. I managed to keep them closed even after I heard a door open and close after someone. That is until I thought someone I knew would be there when I opened them again. Reluctantly they slid open. I was gretted by a friendly face.Not familiar friendly. Which was a cheery transition from the intense, intentfaces slapped on the heads of the nurses.
"We've been waiting for you to finally wake up." Said the doctor casually,like an afterthought. He averted his gaze the chart at the foot of my be dhe'd been perusing and stung me with his intense lue eyes.
That's all for today!!!
It was silent.No argueing.No car engine rumbling.No singing along with the radio tuned into the local radio statio. No sound that usually went along with the usual carpool to work.
Silence...
And then a high pitched beeping that faded in and out of my subconscience, yet remained constant and steady, like a heartbeat.
I tried to recall how my memory skipped from a commute to work, to nothing. Like a gap I kept crossing a bridge over, finally I peeped over the edge and jumped!
When I opened my eyes, I realized they were closed. Go figure. I took a guess; I fell asleep and it was a dream. But I wasn't in my bed. I wasn't in my room. I wasn't in my right mind...Iwas in a hospital.
I figured this out when a stampede of nurses stormed in,with their needles. They proceeded not only to "gracefully" poke and prode me, but gouge, stab and insert various tubes and torture devices.
The only thing I could think about was the pain. By the time the last nurse filed in, I was on the verge of tears. I forced my eyes shut so no one could see my weakness. I managed to keep them closed even after I heard a door open and close after someone. That is until I thought someone I knew would be there when I opened them again. Reluctantly they slid open. I was gretted by a friendly face.Not familiar friendly. Which was a cheery transition from the intense, intentfaces slapped on the heads of the nurses.
"We've been waiting for you to finally wake up." Said the doctor casually,like an afterthought. He averted his gaze the chart at the foot of my be dhe'd been perusing and stung me with his intense lue eyes.
That's all for today!!!
Hey everyone!
I know it's been a long time since I've posted I've been busy with school,it's the end of the year and sols are just ending. Anyway hectic...
Howevere I have decided to write a short story....In my next post I will put down the very first paragraphs....Feel free to offer me some constructive criticism.Except for molly, you are free to edit my work until your hearts desire is satisfied.
Howevere I have decided to write a short story....In my next post I will put down the very first paragraphs....Feel free to offer me some constructive criticism.Except for molly, you are free to edit my work until your hearts desire is satisfied.
Wednesday, April 2, 2008
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