Continuation

So this post is going to be a continuation of my last post. Revamping the story so that it is not so chaotic and is a little more structured. The same rules apply as before. No Backspace and no going back. Time to take the plunge into Oblivion.

     As Elize laid on the back counter she felt a feeling of fullness. Not because she had just consumed an entire human being but because she was content with her life. She looked up at the class around her and found herself being stared at by the population of her homeroom. They all appeared horrified. Had they actually seen her devour Bonlaquecha? Why wasn't her glaze working on them. Being completely perplexed all she could let out was a *slightly* menacing burp. The class erupted in screams of terror as they all rushed out the door leaving Elize by her lonesome. "This is not good," Elize thought. "I better get out of here before..." Just then the fire alarm went off. Shrieking bells deafened all other sound as Elize sprang to her feet. "How am I going to get out of here?" At this point in time Elize reasoned that she was in fact a Dragon and could just bust through the wall, and that is exactly what she did. As Elize tore through the plasture and rebar that made up the wall she found herself terrified at the thought of what might be lurking on the other side. Breaking through to the other side she found herself on the back end of the school. All was quiet if you didn't count the alarm going off. Running down the street she realized she had nowhere to go. The school knew where she lived and would probably be sending the cops there when they found out that she had left without signing out of the office. An epiphany struck her as she past a Taco Bell. Draco. The dragon that she had met at that party last month. She remembered thinking that that is the most cliche name for a dragon but at this point she didn't care. Getting into high gear she sprinted off towards Draco house. The only thought on her mind being how did she know where he lived.

As Elize reached Draco's house she suddenly regretted coming here. He had pink flamingos in his front yard. They would know that she was here. Everyone knew that plastic flamingos were a dragons favorite thing, like, ever. She shrugged off the idea and knocked on the door. Moments went by. No response. A few moments more. Nothing. Screw it. She opened the door and entered.

To be continued

So how was that. Still completely random but I like it. What did you think of it? Leave me a comment.

Backspace frustration

     So I find when I am writing that my backspace key gets a workout. Not your average, oh I'll just run on the treadmill for a little while and maybe do some push ups. No. More like I'm gonna run 10 miles while learning to play the tuba. If you have never played the tuba then you probably will not understand. Shame, but that isn't the point. I go back when I'm writing and change so many things and usually when the final product come out it isn't what I intended. So this post is going to go away from all that. I'm going to write a free hand story. Forbidding myself from using the backspace. No going back and changing anything. This also means that I might make a few grammatical mistakes that I can't fix. Enjoy.

     There once was a girl. Her name was Elize and she was the youngest child in her family. Elize's family knew that she was special, but no one could have imagined that she was really a dragon. When Elize was born, out of the fires of mount likatralaba (pronounced Like-a-tra-la-ba) her parents knew that she wasn't human. They knew she was a dragon but they didn't care. They didn't discriminate against dragons. Dragons are people too; or rather they can pretend to be. Elize's skin was jet black. Her ears were pointed at the end and she smelled of coconut. With her reptilian eyes she could charm anyone into believing anything. Mostly she just made people believe that she was a normal all American teenage girl though. This is Elize's story. As Elize walked into school thta day she felt as if something was amiss. The air tasted like the way that you feel after you get a D on your math test. Yeah, just like that. She walked into her homeroom class and put her homework, only slightly charred this time, into the bin on her teachers desk and then proceeded to take her seat. Her seat was more of her reclining on the back counter but thanks to her fabulous dragon eyes no one noticed. As Elize chewed on her notebook her best friend, Bonlaquecha (pronounced Bon-la-qwee-sha) strode up and began crying and sobbing. Elize never understood human emotion. Mostly because she was a dragon and couldn't understand English though. Bonlaquecha was going on about her losing her favorite lip gloss on the bus this morning when she was trying to stealthily dodge a hot dog vendor who was out just a little to early and for some reason was on the bus?? Elize knew some english but only enough to understand how to ask how to go to bathroom and how to order Chinese food. All she understood from Bonlaquecha's blabbering was that she, quote, "I... want... to... go... get... low....main..." Elize, an avid chinese food lover eagerly accepted and then she ate Bonlaquecha. Did I mention that Bonlaquecha was chinese?

The End

    So I have no idea how that turned out. I kind of like it because I love randomness but I don't know how it went. Tell me what you thought.

Pigasus For President!!!

       While scanning the internet for information on this upcoming Presidential election I came across an odd Wikipedia article that told of the grand Presidential nominee, in August of 1968, of Pigasus. I do not know the complete history of Pigasus but here is the wiki page that I found. If you have a moment and want to read something in history that is kinda outlandish then maybe this is for you. If not maybe you'll enjoy this picture of a rainbow narwhal that has a floating piece of pizza.

Souvenirs for the damned

           So humor me. What if one day you are walking down a trail through the woods. Singing songs to yourself and generally having a good time when you break through the tree line and  come upon a lake. Pristine, cool, and crystal clear. You are mesmerized by the sight of this natural water feature when you notice that there is a small black aquatic something or another moving along under the surface. You start getting an idea as to what it may be. A fish? Possibly. A otter. Maybe. A shark? What are you smoking? You creep closer to the lake and you begin to make out what this mysterious mystery is. You do not believe your eyes. It is an eyeball. roughly the size of a softball......... But it has fins. You then wake up in your bed, completely perplexed. As you look up at the stars above you wonder, "where the hell is my ceiling?"

Random quotes

My friend just bombarded me with these sayings. Enjoy.

"Sending dogs to space is extra mean 'cause dogs hate vacuums."

"Didgeridoo or didgeridon't, there is no didgeritry."

"Dove soap barely tastes like doves."

"Remember, anyone can pretend to be a babysitter.

Even sharks."

 

"Hermit crabs are cool 'cause they can use soda cans as shells which makes it look like Nascar but interesting."

 

"If you ever feel down, remember that your skull is always smiling. That way, you'll just feel creeped out."

 

"Everyone always calls 911 the moment they have a problem, but who's there to listen to 911's problems?"

 

"When the moon hits your eye
You're definitely gonna die
That thing is huge" 

           So as a class at my High School I get to aide in the school library. So one day while sitting at the front desk of the library, minding my own business and checking in books, I hear the front door open and in walks who I believe to be a freshman. He looks pretty perplexed as he scans the room clearly looking for something or someone and as he walks up to me and i'm about to ask, "Can I help you with something?" He blurts out, "Where are the books?" He said it while drawing out the s in books. I was pretty floored by his question but being the kind nature person I am I couldn't just tell him, "Ummm, what?" So instead I asked him, "What was that?" I truly believed that I had misheard him. I couldn't fathom that he truly did not know where the vast collection of books on obvious shelves were in the library. Directly behind him. In plain sight. He then repeated very clearly, "Where are the books?" At this point I was thinking of the possibilities that could be going on here. He could be younger than he actually looked. or maybe what people insinuated about freshman was true. I told him straight out that the books were behind him on the shelves. After letting out a long, "Ooooooooooooooh," as he turned to the books and walked down the aisle of books. Other ideas came to mind just as to what caused him not to notice the books. Maybe he was a teachers son visiting for the day. Maybe he was just messing with me. what if he just truly couldn't find the books... He never came back to check out the book that he found and he never passed me on the way out of our library. I still wonder to this day just what the hell happened.