I didn't choose the nerd life. The nerd life chose me.
Hello :) Sorry I've been a bit absent lately, I've had quite a lot on my plate. I have finished The Witness now. Now I have to edit it. Yayz. I bet you all envy me.
Today, I was sitting in Geography, when I couldn't help but notice the conversation the girl I was sitting next to was having.
The reactions of each of my family members upon showing them Minecraft. Mum: The graphics aren't very good, are they. Sister: Is this just a rubbish version of the Sims. Dad: Can I have a go?.
Sorry that it never appeared before, remind me to never use an emoticon again. Anyway, here it is. No matter how much I toss and turn, my body refuses to let me go to sleep.
Has anybody read Divergent. My goodness, it's amazing. Read it. Now. 'Kay. 'Divergent', by Veronica Roth, follows Tris, a sixteen-year-old girl living in a dystopian society.
My mother and my older sister were playing 'Who Wants To Be A Millionaire?" online along with the show. It's timed, so you have to be very quick.
I am back from my holiday to the south of England. And yes, I went for five days without Internet. I know, just give me the trophy now. Anyway, here is my holiday in a nutshell.
After breakfast the next morning, Finbar drags Lilibeth and I to the Remake Centre, in preparation for the opening ceremony. There, we meet our stylists.
This is something I did for English a few months ago after reading A Midsummer Night's Dream. #ShakespeareInspired It's so unfair. I should be able to marry who I want.
The darkness stretched on forever. The only sound that broke the silence was an owl warning danger. The smell of salt and dust lingered about the air.
I can proudly announce that I have never owned or worn a pair of crocs..
Just got told by someone they love me because I'm the biggest Tribute they know, and that I'm amazing.
#WriteMoarStories At the Justice building, we are navigated through endless corridors. Lilibeth and I are separated into two small adjacent rooms.
I'm still working on OBR, and hopefully the next, and probably last, chapter will be up tomorrow.
Am I the only one who really hates it when people end questions with a full stop..
Why do ties instantly make you feel smarter, classier and stylish?.
Just to let you know, from now on, this series will be called 'The Unloved Boy'. Enjoy. #WriteMoarStories I wake up with aching back muscles and searing pain where the whip lashed me.
Today, I was showing my six-year-old cousin the first Harry Potter (Daily deed of shaping a better future generation: check!) Then her sister, who is three, walked in while we were watching a scene...
The Hooded Figure I woke up suddenly. It was eerily quiet. Pitch darkness surrounded me. I must've fallen asleep whilst waiting to kill. Great spy you are.
So I was sitting in Maths today when a boy in my class was caught texting his girlfriend. The teacher confiscated his mobile, and then another Maths teacher came along.
This is the second part. Enjoy. :D Frank stands up slowly and goes into his bedroom. I rake through the cupboard until I find some rabbit meat, which is usually the only meat I ever eat.
As promised, I present you with the first chapter of my Hunger Games Fanfiction. I haven't come up with a good name yet, but I'll tell you when inspiration strikes.
Okay, so I just realised that I haven't really posted anything on Opuss for a while now, so I'm writing this as a sort of update to tell you what I have up my sleeve :) I'm currently half way through...
Front: To write and share Back: To create and inspire #tshirt :D.
People have seriously got to stop making the "are you married to Shrek?" joke when I tell them my name :(.
It doesn't matter how many followers we have. It doesn't matter what our rank is. It doesn't matter if we didn't get in the 'Opuss of the Day' section. It doesn't matter if we don't get all the likes.
Chapter IV Hostage They took me back to Eye Bay, back to the cave in which they had first emerged. In it was a small boat with the word DOOM printed on the side. Just looking at it made me shudder.
Chapter III: The Event Just as I was getting up from the bench, I spotted a group of men come tumbling out of a cave.
You know you're unloved when you don't even have any spam email ;( *sniff*.
What I mainly think about in Maths, in reverse order: 5. When am I ever gonna use this in real life. 4. *points at textbook* They misspelled a word. 3.
A conversation I just had with my mum: Mum: Go to bed. Me: I can't. Mum: Why not. Me: I can't sleep. Mum: Really. Me: I've been having nightmares recently. Mum: About what.
"And yet, to say the truth, reason and love keep little company together nowadays." Bottom, A Midsummer Night's Dream by William Shakespeare.
I hold you tight in my embrace Lucky I have been blessed in your grace. Your skin is smooth and cool Staring at your perfectness, I find it hard not to drool.
I've just noticed it's about a year since I joined Facebook, which means it's roughly one year since I lost faith in humanity..
Are you, Are you Coming to the tree Where they strung up a man they say murdered three Strange things did happen here No stranger would it be If we met up at midnight in the hanging tree Are you,...
They say that when you meet someone in your dream, it means that they went to sleep thinking about you. I hope this isn't true, because if it is, I must stalk your dreams. But I also hope it is.
I just found out that I have 20 followers. Thank you to every one of my followers :D.
In order to change the world, you must first change yourself..
This is the second chapter of The Witness, the adventure story I'm writing. What do you mean you haven't read the first chapter. Go read it now.
I hate it when I ignore chain mail, and then something terrible happens to me the next day. :(.
Hey, this is a story I wrote in English for an exam :) So yeah, hope you enjoy. If I hadn't been so scared, I would've found it funny how a few pieces of iron welded together petrified me.
"An apple a day keeps the doctor away." Am I the only one who, when they were younger, genuinely thought doctors were allergic to apples.
I fell in love the same way you fall asleep: slowly, and then all at once. The Fault In Our Stars by John Green..
My legs felt weak at the knees. It was probably lucky I was sitting down, or I would’ve fallen to the floor. Anger erupted inside me. It bubbled and fizzed, boiled and simmered.
You can't hate someone unless you have loved them..
Stay with me. Always. After all this time. Always..