Happy Happy New Year Everyone!

Yep, this new year deserves a double happy.

I really can't spend a lot of time on this post unfortunately.  I have some homework that I need to get done before tomorrow so I can have my weekend free before school starts up again.

BUT YES! HAPPY HAPPY HAPPY NEW YEAR!!!!!!!!!

I'm making a promise to myself that this new year is going to be kick ass.  I don't give a leaping crap in the middle of a safari if people are saying this is just 'another year.'  This year is going to rock my socks all the way to the heart of Bon Jovi.

So who's with me?! Let's start a revolution.  I don't mean the crazed mob with pitchforks kind of revolution. I mean, let's take on some resolutions! It'll be a Resolution Revolution.

"Bah HUM FLIPPIN BUG! I don't do that crap. I never follow through with my resolutions, so why even bother?"

Well, just follow through with it! I mean, what's holding you back? Yourself, darn it! 

This is what you've got to do:

Let yourself go

Not in the sense that you're going to eat whatever the heck you want and in that way 'let yourself go.'  

But it's really that simple. Let yourself be free!  Give up on holding yourself back.  It's too exhausting.

I'm giving up and giving in- letting go so I can show exactly what I'm capable of doing.

If you want to lose weight, go join a gym and commit to it.

If you want to write a novel (haha), then write it; a little bit each day.

If you want to finally stop stalking your crush on Facebook, then just talk to him one day (preferably in person!)

If you want to be nicer to people, then get your cranky buttookis off the ground and be nice!

If you want to be courageous, then go dare yourself to do something you'd never would've have done before!

Come on people, let's do this.

Here's to 2011. The best year yet.

Happy x's 2011 times New Year!

Signing out of this blog like yeah-

Gwen the Super Hero, over and out

Blogging my Journey: The Story is Unfolding Before My Eyes

Hi there! Quick post to say a few important things.  

I'm working on a novel, and I'm so psyched for it that I feel like talking about it on here!  I've been thinking of some pretty awesome ideas, and I'm finding that these ideas are meshing together nicely.  Now, for big news! 

Big news for me at least.

I'm planning on blogging about my journey through creating this novel. 

Why? It gives me motivation.  Motivation to keep up with it.  If I plan on blogging about it, then I feel as though I HAVE to finish it.  And finishing my novel is a huge, but attainable, goal.

I went through a dark time.  I'll call it my ginormous writer's block of death.  Only I'm surviving.  I have written about 70-something pages, and I think the idea is fab. Unfortunately, my thoughts for it were not coherent within the writing.  It was falling apart before my eyes.  I got so frustrated, I simply gave up on the whole fiasco!

Fiasco. That's what it was becoming. A fiasco.  I am thoroughly ashamed. 

Not anymore. No, I am not giving up that easily.  I'm going to finish it, even it is a complete train wreck.  It needs some saving though.  I'm going to outline the story first.  That way, I have a guide to follow.  I won't be writing on a whimsy.  I actually started writing the outline in school during my free period.  That class is extremely useful....never take it for granted if you have it.  Anyway, because of that class I have the first several chapters outlined. Yay progress! 

SO...What's it about?  Well, I am not revealing much, because I don't like having ideas this big out for the whole world to see...and steal.  I will say that it is fictional.  It is a fantasy.  My favorite character is Hob. It takes place in the U.S., and it's absolutely brilliant.  I'm thrilled with it.

I do need some rooting on throughout this process.  Keep checking back here on my blog for news! Even though I don't really have any followers or comments or anything on here, I do see that people view my blog and THAT is enough for me to keep writing/blogging.  But those other aspects are greatly appreciated, of course.

This is a writer's blog.  If you're a writer, you will understand exactly what I am going through. If you have a heart, you'll be here to help me along the way. *puppy dog eyes*

That's all! Lucky ducks- two blogs in one day. ;)

Signing out of this blog like yeah-

Gwen the Super Hero, over and out.

Getting to Know the Author: 100 Things About Me

So.  I think it's time for a post that is not so silly. Although, I love being absolutely crazy, I think that this is necessary.  I need to open up a bit, even if you- whoever you are- could care less about who I am.  Let's call this: Getting to Know the Author.

It may seem vain and frankly, even a little stupid.  But look at it like this: people generally like to know about other people.  Let's face it- we are all a bit curious.  We want to know what other people think, do, like, dislike, etc.  Once we know get to know each other a bit, we realize we have some similarities: each person has a characteristic that you or I can to relate to, and we like relating to each other.  It makes us feel connected.  We're not alone.

That's what I'm going to do! I'll outline a picture of who I am for you.  I saw that a bunch of other bloggers did this, so I thought, what the heck! Why not?  Give me a shout out if you connect with me on any of things I'm about to type.

Facts about Yours Truly:

1. I need to have some kind of chocolate everyday.  It doesn't matter if it's a liquid, solid, or a gas.  I never realized until recently that I can't go a day without chocolate....sick, isn't it?
2. I have an obsession with not closing things.  I don't close cabinets or drawers.  This can be connected to the fact that I have an irrational fear of loud noises...I don't know, really. I hate closing things.  It drives my parents nuts.
3. Since I'm on the subject of loud noises...I am a globophobic. (that is, I fear balloons.) I'm am not being funny.
4. I have a secret crush on Ben Folds.
5. I have a dream of becoming a world renown writer.
6. I swear in privacy. Quite a bit, if the situation I'm in provokes me to. I'll just say this: I'm human.
7. At my school, I'm a quiet person with absolutely no personality. Yep. Outside of school, I AM NOT. It's that stupid school.  I hate it so much. It steals who I am away from me.  Shame that people won't get to know the real me.  This is why I can't wait to break away from that school.  I feel like I'm living under the shadows of the other students.  Can't wait to be free. 
8. When Bruno Mars sings, I close my eyes and pretend he's singing to me.
9. Many times, I look in the mirror and imitate Donald Trump. "You're fired!"
10. I make distorted faces at people who I don't like while walking behind them.  Occasionally, I do this in front of the security cameras at my school.
11. I am a dictionary.com/thesaraus.com addict.
12. I am a walking contradiction.  I want to scuba-dive, but one of my biggest fears is drowning.  I hate cold weather, but I love snow. I can only find things in my room when things are not organized. This is a proven FACT.
13. I am a nerd. And I am proud.
14. I hope that one of the following will happen: my parents will give me up for adoption and I will be adopted by J.K. Rowling OR when I become an author, J.K. and I will become very close friends (I'd visit her every so often for tea in her England estate).
15. I will not clean my room until it gets to the point where living in it is quite difficult.
16. I am a procrastinator. Right now, I'm procrastinating.
17. At one point in my life, I felt like I had no real friends. I didn't even have a best friend. I feel horribly about this now, because I've always had friends. AND I HAVE THE BESTEST FRIEND EVER! =) I think many people have felt that way at some point, though.
18. I am addicted to green tea.
19. Sometimes, I wish I was Asian.
20. I've wished on eyelashes, and looking back on those wishes, I thank God that none of them came true. For example, I wanted to marry Cole Sprouse when I was in the 6th grade.
21. When people don't listen to what I'm saying I keep talking anyway, and sometimes I even comment on what I say.
22. Which brings me to my habit of talking to myself.
23. I purposefully dislike YouTube videos that have comments that say "152 don't know good music" just to throw the off number.
24. I hope that when I graduate, my teachers will come across this blog and wonder if some of the posts are about them.  I hope they never read it while I'm still in school...yet sometimes I do.
25. I imagine myself doing things I'll never do. For instance, in my biology class freshman year I sat next to the projector.  That meant my job was to push the little button to turn it on when my teacher needed to use it. Multiple times I've imagined myself just hurling the projector at the whiteboard instead. I've always wondered how people would react. Other times, I've imagined myself jumping out of my desk and announcing, "SCREW THIS, I'M GOING TO HOGWARTS." Or in other daydreams, I just walk out of the school and lay on the grassy hill.
26. I have a theory that my friend's dad is a secret agent.
27. I promised myself that if I go to college in NYC, I will date a ballet dancer from Juilliard or the New York Ballet.
28. I wake up early just so I can watch Avatar: The Last Airbender. 
29. I pretend that I am dumber than I am. I don't know why I do, but I do. I am very intelligent though. I am erudite.
30. I'll stare at the back of somebody's head during class, and in my mind I'm saying something of the like, "Scratch your back, scratch your back, scratch your back..." or "Turn around, turn around, turn around..."over and over again to see if I can get them to.  It hasn't worked. Yet.
31. Sometimes when I'm walking behind a guy whose pants are much too low, I am tempted to just pull them down and yell, "BELT."
32. I am writing a novel, and there is certain character that I absolutely love. In my school, there is a kid who looks exactly how I pictured this character...for months, all I did during class was stare at him in awe. The resemblance is uncanny.
33. When my brother is taking a shower, sometimes I make myself have to go to the bathroom so I can flush the toilet on him. I am aware that this is extremely evil.
34. My cat ran away a long time ago and, well, she never came back home. Sometimes...I still cry over it if I think about it long enough. It's stupid I know...but whatever. Stupid cat.
35. I put celebrities that I have crushes on in my contact list for my cell, and occasionally I pretend to text them.
36. I am fully aware that I am weird, and I've accepted it.
37. I make up awesome songs in the shower, but then forget them when I finish.
38. I have feigned illness several times to escape school.  I was such a good pretender that I even fooled myself.
39. I yell at inanimate objects. Furiously at times.
40. When I'm home alone and I think I hear something or someone, I pretend to be a man who hunts and a ferocious guard dog.  The dog's name is Brutus. "Et tu Brute?"
41. I hate chewing noises. It turns me into a monster. If it's quiet, and you're chewing near me, I will be peeved at you for the whole time.
42. My favorite movies are Tangled and Aladdin if you haven't noticed.
43. If I had to live on only a few foods for the rest of my life it would be Reese's Peanut Butter Cups and Dominos pizzas.
44. I am a vegetarian. Yay, veggies.
45. My favorite color is blue. It's been my favorite color since I was 4 years old. No joke.
46. I laugh randomly during class, mostly because a Spongebob Squarepants episode pops into my head.
47. I call myself Gwen the Super Hero, because years ago I wished I was StarFire from Teen Titans.
48. I can say the alphabet backwards without making any mistakes.
49. I swear my life is a living Jane Austen novel.
50. The theme songs to my life are: "Drops of Jupiter" by Train and "Doo-wah-doo" by Kate Nash.
51. My guilty pleasure T.V. show is Sarah Palin's Alaska.
52. I wouldn't mind marrying Michael Buble if it means he'd sing to me for the rest of my life. Love doesn't have an age!! Except for Aaron Johnson and his wifey-poo.
53. I went through a stage where I believed I'd be gothic. My only comment: HAHA.
54. I once made this epic fort in my closet, complete with a DVD player and a couch-ish pillow. That was only three years ago.
55. I'm an awkward person. But I've accepted this as well. I'd rather be honestly awkward than a fake.
56. Right now, I'm listening to Five Years Time by Noah and the Whale.
57.  If I could be any Disney character, I'd be Repunzel from the movie Tangled.
58. I fear the sight of blood, guts- the inside of the human body in general.
59. When I'm not writing, I usually feel sad.
60. RIght now, I'm happy.
61. If I get a bad grade on an essay, I convince myself that my teacher doesn't know anything about writing. I realize that this is stupid. Usually, I look back and see that I'm the one who doesn't know anything about writing, and I'll be depressed for the rest of the day.
62. To be honest, I don't have the closest relationship with my brother. One memory that stands out as a true 'bonding' moment, was when I was watching "Camp Rock" on Disney channel and he stopped by and started watching it with me. At the end, we were both disappointed that Mitchie and Shane didn't kiss.
63. I laugh when my parents yell at me. It noramally results in more yelling...
64. When I was little, I was afraid that everyone was a robot and I was the only human. Sometimes, I still wonder this....
65. I prefer imagination over reality.
66. I just realized that this could lead to schizophrenia....well, let's hope that never happens. Or perhaps schizos have more fun than the rest of us.
67. I hope to live in NYC for some time.
68. I want to own a horse one day. A white one. I'd name him Jonah.
69. I recently took a very long break from this blog to Google Spongebob quotes. 
70. "Secretly...I'm a little naive."
71. Don't think that all I do is watch cartoons. I don't. 
72. Ironically, I love the song "99 Red Balloons."
73. I tried learning Japanese once.
74. I believe that blogging is essential for my health.
75. I began blogging after I read a funny blog on Sparknotes. He blogged about Twilight.
76. The song "The Dog Days Are Over" empowers me....it instantly connects me with the world, and I feel vivacious and adventurous. It makes me want to travel the world.
77. The first CD I ever owned was a Backstreet Boys CD.
78. I enjoy listening to Taylor Swift the most when I write because she's so honest in her lyric writing, and I want to convey that same sense of honesty.
79. Once, my friend and I were leaving school, and this egotistical, obnoxious kid got in our way purposefully. We waited forever to let him pass, but he wouldn't move. Instead of turning the car around, my friend stepped on the gas and almost ran over him. We didn't, but secretly I was hoping she would...just a little nudge would do him justice.
80. My favorite T.V. show is Gilmore Girls.
81. I welcome germs.  They are a part of life. If something happens to drop on floor I'll eat it. I don't care.
82. I hate Kindles!!! And Kobos, and Sony Readers and all the other digital gadgets that are trying to take books away from the world forever.
83. I can't cook, mostly because I'm lazy. I prefer microwaving things and using the toaster oven.
84. I believe that people abuse their right to chew gum.
85. If I could destory one material object in the world it would be tights. Tights are the worst thing ever. I had to wear them for 7 years for my ballet class.
86. I think the whole world should go barefoot. I love wearing no socks. I go outside in the cold, rain, sunshine, and even snow with bare feet. It makes me feel free!
87. I don't believe in colored contacts or face surgeries (unless necessary). People need to learn how to appreciate the way God created them.
88. I'm generally a very optimistic person.
89. I'm independent. I enjoy alone time, when no one can bother me.
90. I lived in Juilliard College for two weeks once. =)
91. The most I've ever been scared was when I watched the "Exorcism of Emily Rose." We had to watch it in Film class. I thought I was a baby until I found out that my whole class couldn't sleep for days either.
92. I love to read. I read a ton of Nancy Drew books when I was little. I love Pride and Prejudice, and Shakespearean literature. I'm working on Lord of the Rings, but it's taking me forever (that man likes detail!), and I'm chomping down on Hacking Harvard - a modern novel.  The worst novel I've read is Robinson Crusoe.  As you know, or don't, I love Harry Potter.  I love The Princess Bride.
93. I want to start knitting.
94. I'm bad at keeping in touch with people, which makes me feel sorry. *sigh*
95. I absolutely hate it when people tell me what to do. 
96. I've secretly wanted to be a rock singer in a band, but I lack the ability!
97. I want to learn how to surf or at least try it.
98. I think the majority of people take life too seriously. I do at times...but I mean, what's the point? Enjoy life, don't let opportunities pass you. Don't worry so much about fleeting things. It's life. We all go throught it. Carpe diem, people. I wish I would follow this advice all the time.
99. I hope several years from now, people will look back on this blog and say, "So this is how she started..."
100. Well you either skipped to this point or you took the time to read my thoughts. I'll leave you with this: 

Pure as a puddle

murky and opaque

Simple as a stocking

threads so intricately weaved

Dull like a double-edge sword

sharp and skillfully created

We the people

so beautifully designed.

I like poetry! This is one I just made up and it's kind of lame, but I'm leaving it here for all the world to see.

Signing out of this blog like yeah-

Gwen the Super Hero, over and out.

A New Language Has Been Discovered on My Blog

ഹി മൈ നെയിം ഈസ്‌ ഗ്വെന്‍ പുച്കെട്റ്റ് ആന്‍ഡ്‌ ഐ അം സ്പീകിംഗ്‌ അനോതെര്‍ ലാംഗ്വേജ് ദിസ്‌ ലങ്ഗുഗെ സ്ക്രിപ്റ്റ് ഈസ്‌ രീല്ലി പ്രേട്ടി. യു ഹാവ് എ നൈസ് ലാംഗ്വേജ് ഐ വൌല്ദ് ലൈക്‌ ടോ ലീര്ന്‍ ഇറ്റ്‌ ഓനെ ഡേ. ഐ തിങ്ക്‌ ഇറ്റ്‌ വില്‍ ഹെല്പ് മൈ സുല്ടുരല്ലി

I never knew I could speak another language! Isn't the writing beautiful? I am embracing other cultures. This proves it. Ok, that is all.  This blog is a bit of a tease. Oh, I'm so flirtatious. 

Oh, and hey updates! Yeah! The design has changed. Why? Well I changed a big picture at the top and it matches better with this design I chose. That's all!

Signing out of this blog like yeah~

Gwen the Super Hero, over and out.

We Have One Thing that Voldemort Doesn't Have...

Noses and Mushu. Yes, I do mean that little dragon from Mulan.

FLASHBACK to a few blogs ago.

I was left behind in a deserted classroom, wondering how I will defeat the monstrous APUSH teacher...

*Dramatic Fade*

I walk out of the classroom and make my way down the hallway to the bathroom.  

She must be defeated! I cannot let her continue with this havoc reeking...THE REEKING MUST COME TO AN END. I wonder how I am to find the seven parts of her soul...and when I do, how will I destroy them? Oh fiddlesticks, this is just too much for me to handle. I might as  well be a death-eater. My life would be so much easier...

*A dramatic fade within this dramatic fade*

"Gwen...I love you. Will you please marry me?"

"Oh Bruno Mars! I-"

Sorry, wrong fade!

*Dramatic fade out of that dramatic fade all within the constant dramatic fade*

I am wearing a mask and torturing prospective seniors with AP US History. Oh hey look, there's my boss.

"Hey, Boss! How ya-"

She turns around, and I face the most hideous creature in my life!!!!

*GASP* "NO! It's her! I'm sorry I ever thought of this horrible day-dream! I want out! I want out!" I scream in pure, unadulterated agony.

*A more abrupt dramatic fade out of the current dramatic fade all within the dramatic fade*

Ok...let's not have that happen again. EVER.

I'm in the bathroom, contemplating. No, ya freak, I am most certainly not on the potty. Why would I do that? People drown in those things you know. Highly dangerous. No, I am sitting on the windowsill, staring out into the school courtyard.

You know what? I think I could use a sidekick. Yes, yes...someone to help me kick some APUSH butt. I don't know where I could find one. Oh hey, there's something in the courtyard...

"There's something out there...." I murmur as I lean toward the window to get a closer look.  I see a person walking about the courtyard aimlessly.

Well, this isn't exactly what I had in mind...but here goes something-

I open the window and call out, "Hey you!"

The wanderer peers up and waves. Then she continues walking.

"No, no!" I shout. "Listen, I have a question to ask you! Actually, more like a demand. Yes, you must obey me...you cannot refuse once I ask you."

She looks up again with a puzzled look. "What?" She calls out.

"I- Me. Yes, me. I have to ask you-" She still looked confused. "OH FOR THE LOVE OF HUMANITY, I'M SPEAKING ENGLISH HERE. WHAT ARE YOU TRULY? A ZORBIAN FROM PLANET ZORB?! WOULD GIBBERISH SUIT YOU?! FINE, THEN UOEADLLEABBBLUBBERFABBERMADHATTERRRRBLAHSHINGOMINKFUR-" Oh no! It seems that I have leaned too far out the window!!!

Down

down

down

down 

down

down

down     down....whoops! This down is lost! Let us redirect him...

down

down

down

down

down

dow-

I am, thankfully, saved by a crab-apple tree. And now "down" doesn't sound like a word to me anymore.  You are no son of mine!!!!

You know that feeling when you say a word too much? Gosh, what a long, DOWNward spiral that was, too. Down.

"What was it you were trying to say?" A girl, my age, comes and asks me, ignoring the fact that I am stuck in this most uncomfortable crab-apple tree.

"You. Yes, you. Will be my sidekick in avenging my pigmy puff, who died in infamy, and in the destruction of our most evil teacher." I tumble out of the tree like a rag doll. Today is just not my day. Besides the fact that I have a super-dee-dooper wand-o under my command-o.

"But-" She looks disturbed.

"NO! NO, BUTS. They bother me so." I dust myself off quickly. "Now, come along. We have to destroy our APUSH teacher. You don't happen to know where a part of her soul may be hidden, do you?"

"Um-"

"You know what. I think you and I, myself and yourself, yes- I think we," I point to her and then myself, "we will be good friends. And I know this is hasty, but Christmas is coming and I would like a dragon. Yes, I've always wanted a dragon. Ever since I was a mere child."

"Oh do you now? I happen to be part house elf."

"Oh well, that is FASCINATING." I stop and clap my hands together. "Can you go find me a dragon then? Would you do that?"

"It might take awhile...."

"I WOULD VERY MUCH LIKE ONE NOW ELF!!" I shout angrily forgetting the manners my mommy taught me. "I mean, if it wouldn't cause you any trouble...my *friend*." =) <---- Me giving that irresistible smile. I must say that it doesn't really give it justice...but you get the picture.

*Snap cakes, snap cakes, there goes the elf- cakes! Poof!*

Annnnndddd she disappeared into thin air.

"I will take that as a yes!" I say merrily and start walking back to my school when I hear a voice hissing from somewhere within my perimeter....

"Yum, yum, yum....in my tum, tum, tum. If you consume me, BEWARE! Because then I will consume you! Yum, yum, yum."

"Yo ho, a pirate's life for me?" I whisper in return.

"You fool! I am no pirate! How dare you insult me in such a way!"

"Oh, well somebody's crabby." Crabby. Ha. Funny Word. Yet so ironic.....

Suddenly, I feel something burning in my jean pocket. "OMYGOSH WHAT IS HAPPENING?!" I tear through my pocket and pull out a small object and toss it to the ground in horror.  My eyes widen with fright at the sight before me.

A crab-apple is staring at me.

Or I assume that if it had eyes, it would be staring at me.

"You pathetic student! You will fail high school! And when you do, you can expect certain death!! Or work in a beauty salon for your entire life! Either is terrible! Muahahahahaa!!!"

"No...no...that won't happen," I say, terrified of the demonic crab-apple and its prophetic words.

"Oh, but it will! Yesssssss....." It hisses at me in the most repulsive way, I am tempted to kick it.  Unfortunately, pure fear of what may happen if I do encased my very soul.  I refrained from the brash act.  "Your pigmy puff is dead, your house elf friend deserted you, and you are dragonless."  

Everything is going blurry...I can't see straight.  My world is swirling around me...

"No...no..." I murmur, fading in and out of the world around me.  Then I hear a voice beyond the crab-apple.

"Don't listen to it! Destroy it! Hurry up, before it's too late!"

I close my eyes and force myself to find the strength within my heart.  I burst forth making the loudest battle cry I can.

"I AM PROUD TO BE A SPARTAN!" 

"Dude...you're American." 

*Fade is RUDELY interrupted*

"Ok, listen. My story. Not yours. My....story....notyours. And in this story THIS IS SPARTA. AND I AM A HUMBLE SPARTAN. With a really cool wand."

*Dramatic Fade*

With a rush of adreneline, I run and step on the crab-apple with all my might. AH-ha! Yes, it is finally defea-

"Ouchies!!!!" I squeal and jump off. "It bit a hole through my shoe!!!"

I fall down and the crab-apple advances toward me. It has a look of hunger drawn upon its fiber-filled, somewhat nutritional skin. Mmm...tasty! Or it would be if it wasn't evil.

"Stay away!!!" I crawl backwards rather pathetically. It's just about to leap on me and destroy me forever....

"ARGGGGGGGGGGG!!!! AYAYAYAYAYAYAYAYAAAAAAA!!!"

A red and blue blur flashes before me eyes and when it's gone, so is the crab-apple.  Phew....that was a close one!

I look around curiously and see that a few feet from is my house elf friend! With a dragon! That is feasting on the crab-apple!  Hoo-rah.

"I believe that this is part of that APUSH teacher's soul. She stored it within this crab-apple. Good thing I was able to find this dragon unusually fast or else you'd be...you'd be...huh..."

"Yeah, I dunno what the apple would've done to me either," I say to my house elf friend. "Thanks, though. Oh, and you brought me a dragon!"

"Why, yes! This is an Asian Lung, named Mushu," She pointed toward the dragon.

"I see....it's rather small." More like the size of a shoe....or a mouse. A shoe-mouse.

"I am your guardian dragon!!!!!" It shouted at me in a voice that sounded exactly like Eddie Murphy.

"Uh huh....," I reply, a little distracted by it's non-fierce-some-ness.

"It never shuts up," The part house-elf girl says.

"Well, then that's just adorable!" I say with complete sarcasm. "By the way, I never caught your name."

"My name is-"

"Wait, wait." I interrupt. "No. I need to give you a super-cool sidekick name. I got it. Yes. It is perfect. You will love it, I promise. Yes, your name shall be Howling Meercat."

"Ok, it's better than my real name which is-." BEEPBEEPBEEP. A cop on a scooter beeps us out of his way rudely.  Rude prude.  What a weird name she has....

"Strange....ANYWHO, LET US GO ONWARD WITH THIS PERILOUS JOURNEY INTO THE DARKNESS OF WHICH WE CALL HIGH SCHOOL!!"

"Alright. This should be fun! Too bad I have no choice."

"That's right! You have absolutely no choice!" I say joyfully. "I have a feeling that the next object of which the APUSH teacher's demented soul is in is somewhere located in the cafeteria...."

"Why?"

"Well reason numero uno: I am quite hungry. And quatro: I want to see what it's like to give a jelly legs jinx (I learned this from Starkid Potter) on some jelly."

Eddie Murphy's voice rings out suddenly, "Ain't no way you're going to be eating jelly when the huns are popping up like daisies!" I look down at the shoe-mouse.

"Right...." I smile and nod politely. 

"Ready?" Howling Meercat says finally.

"Let us go. ONWARD!"

*Fantastical fade out of this dramatic fade*

Well, that was fun. Or maybe you were completely bored and hated the whole thing and now hate me forever and ever for ever creating such a stupid blog, and now you feel the nagging urge to throw your compy out the window because this blog just angered you so.

All I can say is- I HATE YOU TOO NOW OUT.

No. Sadly, I can never hate anyone who takes the time out to read this blog, even if it angers them *Cue puppy dog eyes and adorable face*

Just kidding! I can hate you! In fact, if I wanted to, I could most certainly hate you right this instant. But I won't. I love you too darn much!

Not really. Ok, bye.

Wait, no...Just this moment, the thought occurred to me: Why did I never use my wand to destroy the crab-apple? Oh right, right. I know. It is because I have yet to master it. I will. One day. Preferably my next blog or sometime whenever. I'll practice when my parents go to sleep. Ya, believe me, I'm such a rebel!

Signing out of this blog like yeah~

Gwen the Super Hero, over and out.

Stay tuned next time...for THE NEXT BLOG, DARN IT. Geez, don't pee yourself. I don't give "sneak peeks." Bye for real peeps!