School is school and school is not done, yet done for now... next week are finals! Yikes! lol OK... but then 10th grade will be DONE!!!!!!
More good news... my first book is finished!
“BOOK TITLE is a book that follows the life of a 13 year old girl named Cindy. In the few months before she turns 14, she gets kidnapped and taken to space where she learns a lot about alien cultures and the technology that they use. After Cindy turns 14, a war between two alien cultures starts - both of which are very dear to her. Cindy has to choose which side she will belong to and what side is right for her to fight for.�
Now... when will Cindy be back in the air? No one knows for sure. The aliens that have her held captive are hard to communicate with some days... and one of them is sure that she is a bad 'bad guy'... simplified into she's a good guy, not a bad guy... I have my doubts though as she is the one who holds the actual keys to my freedom. No offense to my Dad, but if my Mom wasn't here there would be no way he could keep me off the internet... Mom is having a hard enough time of it because... well... there are ALWAYS loopholes! Muwhahaha!
What have I been up to today? Trouble thats what! lol I love being annoying and Mom isn't liking not being able to send me to pester ya'll instead of her. *innocent smile* I'm nice, and sweet, and sugary - oh wait... not sugary - honey-like. And I could never be bad or annoying or troublesome, now could I? Hint: if you agree with me, you'll probably end up on one of my KOS lists for when I start flying again... and if you don't agree with me, your ship should have the same fate. lol TheMom just repeated what I told her I just wrote and says "that makes sense..." in a very sarcastic tone. And she is laughing right now.
I even compilated a couple songs into one song for my dear, sweet mother. It goes something like this:
Hey, I just met you,
and this is crazy,
but here's my number,
so call me, maybe?
'Cause baby you're a firework
Come on, show 'em what you're worth
Make 'em go "Oh, oh, oh"
As you shoot across the sky-y-y
It's hard to look right,
at you baby,
but here's my number,
so call me, maybe?
Baby, you're a firework
Come on, let your colours burst
Make 'em go "Oh, oh, oh"
You're gonna leave 'em all in "awe, awe, awe"
Anyway, it is sung with great gusto and WAY out of tune for best effects...
I know what I need to do... make some "Cindy robots" and ship them out to ya'll to keep you guys company. Preferably with an extra thousand ways to annoy ya'll... like wake-up calls at 3:00a.m. (Starbuck, I will figure out a way to fix that... one day you WILL forget... and then... *rubs hands together in anticipation*), writing in ungrammatically correct ways (for Dingo), station detonators for others, and plenty of other BRAND NEW! ideas soon to come!!!
*sigh* The alien says that meh must go back to my cell... if she only knew what I have planned for tonight... like what is under her covers. And yes, she'll double check to make sure nothing is there before she goes to bed... let's just hope she forgets, shall we? Muwhahahahahahahahahahahaha! I shall return... SOON! hehe












