Yawn

Summer





IS





Boring

and Happy 4th of July. Exactly 120 days til my birthday. AKA exactly 4 months. I always know the 4th of July is 120 days to my birthday. :|

Friendship

I love my friends. I mean they all are good by themselves, as they are, but when with other friends, they make hilarious pairs. I mean, I crack up all the time when around several people, but when one of thse few is with another, they turn into some of the most comical groups you can imagine.
I laugh so hard.
And my ribs hurt.

Short Story Version Two

The second version of the Short Story I wrote... Tell me if you like it better than the other.
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Nick Manster was a normal pessimystic kid. Kind of... He had a strange ability. Almost every time he said something, it would become untrue.
"Mom we have car insurance right?" He asked once.
"Of course." She answered. Two days later, they got a message from their insurance company stating that their car insurance had been cancelled due to cancer problems, or something like that.
Once he almost asked his dad if he could get rabies, but he said, "It won't matter if I ask him or not."
Instead he asked, "Superheros don't exist. Right?"
"You're correct." His dad said.
"And neither do super villains?" Nick questioned.
His father nodded. Then the next day his father was at the bank and a man with an AK-47 robbed over 300 dollars from him. Within seconds of the man leaving, the robber was thrown through the front doors, unconscious. A man with big muscles and sky-blue tights and cape came in right after.
"Here's your 300." The hero said, handing the stolen cash to Mr. Manster.
"My son says you guys don't exist." Mr. Manster said unbelievably.
"Really?" The hero said.
"Yeah, but I guess you are real now since he said otherwise."
"What's that mean?"
"Whatever he says becomes untrue." Mr. Manster blurted.
"Wow." The sky-blue man said, more interested. "Let me talk to him."
Sky-blue man followed Mr. Manster home...

"Whoa!" Nick said when they arrived, "What's your power?"
"My name is Icelight, and my power is creating light and turning it into matter."
"COOL!" Nick shouted, although it really wasn't.
"I want to test your powers." Icelight said.
"Okay." Nick said.
"Watch your language." His father suggested.
"Say: "Icelight won't fall down." Icelight said.
"Icelight won't fall down." Nick repeated.
Icelight suddenly fell face first into the new purple carpet. "Ooof!" He grunted.
"Say something else, like... "A Mercedes Benz will not drive past the house."
Nick repeated it. They watched out the window until one did, five seconds later.
"Amazing." Icelight gasped.
"We need you to defeat a super villain." Icelight said, turning to Nick.
"Huh?"
"You'll be the side-kick for a hero called Jasper."
"What's his power?" Nick gibbered.
"He can turn any mineral into another." Icelight boasted.
"That's boring." Nick said, even though it wasn't.
"He'll be here any moment." Icelight nodded. Then he activated his cape and flew through the window.
"Dang! That was expensive." Nick's father muttered.

4 months later.
"You're suffocating." Jasper said breathlessly. (That's a pun.)
Nick threw off his virtual reality helmet. "This is the hardest level ever." Nick muttered toughly. (another pun)
"Put it back on please." Jasper puffed.
"I can't beat it." Nick said defeated. He unzipped his superhero jumpsuit, which was dark black, and poured water down his back. "That feels good." He didn't say, because he didn't want it to go away.
"One more time." Jasper urged singularly. (another pun!)
"Fine." Nick said, putting his helmet and suit back one.
"Oh gosh!" A beautiful heroine said, rushing into the room. Her name was called Skeptin, and her power was mind reading people when they were asleep. She was Nick's crush.
"Hurry Jasper, and you to Antiphone (Nick's super-name)." She said quickly. (hahaha)
Nick knew that she knew that he knew that all the guys liked her, including him. He had told her once.
"I don't like you," He said once, she understood.
"Trangalazar is attacking us!" She said forcefully. (another one, hahaha)
"Come on Antiphone! No dawdling!" Jasper ranted lingeringly. (this is fun, I make some pun!)
The trio rushed out of the room. Nick couldn't just say: "Trangalzar won't attack anyone ever again." That used to much power, and would make Nick fall into limbo. So instead he had to do small things like: "Trangalazar's meteor hits me and my friends." "Trangalazar's mini-black hole destroy's stuff"
Things like that would work. His only problem was he could say only some things at a time.
As they rushed down the halls, Nick kept the ceiling from caving in, the walls from collapsing and from Jasper being paralyzed by dark matter sub-energy. By the time he got to the battlefield, he was out of breath.
Trangalazar slammed a plasma disc into Atomine. "Atomine was wounded!" Nick called hurtfully. (pun)
Trangalazar turned to Nick. "Stop defying me Antiphone!" He roared haltingly. (pun)
Trangalazar spun his comet blade and threw it at Nick's head. "I'm hit!" He yelled. The blade spun overhead and lodged into a wall instead. Nick leaped aside as a proton beam whizzed past. Nick grabbed one of his explosive capsules and threw it into the villain's face. The explosion was deflected by a gravity shield and Trangalazar punched Jasper with his solar-knuckled fist. Nick started to speak but he was thrown horizontally into Skeptin by a gravity burst. Nick stood up and ran towards Steelbond.
"He's forming a nebula cloud!" Skeptin yelled. "The cloud works." Nick yelled, he felt his energy drain, and he collapsed. A nova gun went off nearby and Nick crawled towards some rubble. There was no way they could beat Trangalazar, he was to powerful.
"He's gonna shred us!" Steelbond yelled cuttingly. (pun)
"Someone is mind-controlling Skeptin!" Icelight screamed thoughtlessly. (pun)
"What can I do?" Nick called unknowingly. (pun)
"Rip his organs out." Someone roared heartlessly over the din. (pun)
Then Nick decided.
"Trangalazar is not paralyzed." Nick said unmovingly. (pun, do I really need to tell you?)
Nick almost blacked out. Trangalazar fell heavily onto a glass projection made by Icelight.
"Ow!" He yelled shatteringly. (pun)
"Trangalazar is useful..." Nick muttered skillfully. (pun)
And Nick slipped into limbo mindfully... (pun, get it now?)

THE END.

Two thousand ELEVEN...

Happy New Year. Since it's the new year... Here's some new yearsies... Uh.. WHATEVER.
THINGS IN 2011:
The Pendleton Art Center will be finished.
Pirates of the Caribbean 4 will come out.
3D home entertainment.
Graphene will start to be used in things such as roll-up LED screens.
A government housing project in Indonesia will be finished! YEAH!
MMXI (roman numerals)
Cricket World Cup in India, Sri Lanka, and Bangladesh.
The space shuttle's last flight.
Total Lunar Eclipse in the Middle East.
AND
Neptune will complete it's first full orbit around the sun, since it's discovery in 1846.
So have a happy 2011. I'm looking forward to all of the things above except for 7 of them.

"I`R0N

~- Warning -~ May contain spoilers.

I saw TRON! Tron rocked. And the music was wonderfully amazingly cool! Just like my cousin Jim said. My favorite part was the Lightcycle and Lightjet chases! Whoa! I also loved the creative way to derez a person. They just shatter! Cool. I'd have to say, that is my favorite movie. It expanded the first one but didn't really ruin anything. I was really hoping that Clu and his evil minions would come into the human world. It would be cool. I can see it now... 100 Lightjets destroying L.A. A squadron of Lightfighters demolishing New York. A Recognizer ripping apart the Eiffel Tower... Uhhhh .... Anyway.

I would draw another picture, but... the movie kind of deteriorated my self esteem. The movie had real good animation and, and  AND ANDNAN DNANDNNA DNN N!  HAHAHAHAHAH! ASDHFdisghdasgjdjs jsorry... sorry. I got excited there. Hope you couldn't tell. It wasn't drugs. I can prove it. OFF SUBJECT:

Good byebye. Til next time... sincerely

                                                          - OBSIDIAN-

A ton of TRON.

I am really excited about seeing Tron! It looks really good. It will probably be so good I'll "derez" my pants! Derez is the abbreviation of derezolutionize. Just for some info...

I really liked the old Tron even though the special effects suck. I still like it. Okay, here I am wearing a Tron outfit:

There's my lightcycle in the back. Downstairs on my dad's whiteboard, I drew a dry erase picture of two lightcycles intercepting each other while a guy stands holding a ID disk (humming with power). It's much better than the pic. above. If you want to see it, you better come to my house within a couple days or so.

Well see you guys.

Spacestation

I am building a space station. It will have state of the art technology and over 110 petabytes of storage. All the walls will be covered in:

Celestron, buy at amazon.

Kindle Wireless Reading Device, Wi-Fi, Graphite, 6" Display with New E Ink Pearl Technology! Yeah! There will be a total of 150 habitable rooms and 30 docking bays. There will be an alarm system for anything that goes wrong. There is a back-up alarm system that is an annoying recording of a kazoo. The ship will have a large storage brain and will be able to talk and understand things you say.

There will be over 13 high-tech telescopes and 100 people working there.

Yeah :( It will orbit Earth at a nice 2,004,840 mph. Thanks. It will have a zoo, laser system, and a schizophrenic clover farm storage kit. THIS WONDERFUL space station will be launched around 2666 A.D. I will still be alive.

 yeah.

Huh?

I have some questions: AND PLEASE ANSWER TRUTHFULLY!
#1: If you were in a potato sack, what would you do?
#2: If you were in a burning potato sack, what would you do?
#3: If you were trapped in a burning potato sack tied 10 stories above a Pennsylvanian man, what would you do?
#4: If you were trapped in a burning potato sack tied 10 stories above a Pennsylvanian man and you had to go number one really bad, what would you do?
#5 If you were trapped in a burning potato sack tied 10 stories above a Pennsylvanian man and you had to go number one really bad while your legs were bleeding badly from a torture treatment a few minutes ago by a psychotic leopard-man, what would you do?
#6 What is a schizophrenic clover farm and how is it used?

What's new?

SPOONS! Spoon what's new! Spoons are the coolest invention besides sporks. Sadly, you can't put plastic sporks in your eyes. But you can with spoons! The only invention that comes close to spoons are socks. 

SPOONS!

I told you! You can wear spoons. And you can wear socks. You can eat with spoons. You can unravel socks into string. You can sharpen spoons and use them as weapons. You cannot sharpen a sock and use it as a weapon. You can hold things in spoons. You can hold things in socks. Spoons don't smell when you wear them. Socks smell when you wear them. You can dip spoons in ink and use them as a writing utensil. You can dip socks in ink and slap someone with it. You can throw spoons. You can throw socks. You can melt spoons. You cannot melt socks, but you can light them on fire sometimes. You can get spoons for free. You cannot get socks for free, usually. You can clean your toenails with spoons. You can keep your feet warm with socks. You can clean your fingernails with spoons. You can wear socks on your arms and hands for a type of glove.

SPOONS ARE BETTER!

What was I talking about? Oh yes, Dragon Ball Z. (See below)Wow.

So, It is this way. Tacos. HERE IS SOME POEMS I WROTE:

When ever I feel, the touch of a lily pad. Or look at the reddish pumpkin. I smell all the wonderful bakerfied things. (Bakerfied = Baked) And I dance jollily with a prancing penguin. I do the macaroni, and it does the Fox-crouch. It stampedes, I leap, but too late.

I get trampled by a stampeding penguin.

It tramples again. I trampoline.

I split off from the light-side.

I join the Extreme leftists.

I get attacked by fried dominoes.

I survive and betray my clan of tomato suckers.

They find out, and hire some Hessians to hunt me down.

I pay the Hessians to attack a baby alligator instead.

I grow a mustache. I grow another, and another, until my jar is full.

I write a pony, and ride an essay. I become vane on a weather vain.

I disgust a problem. And discussed filled my soul.

I vomited my pet volcano. I used some toiletpaper to make a tepee.

THE END

POEM #2

I

am

too

calm

for my

tongue

POEM #3

"THANK YOU"

I said to my teacher one day.

"YOUR WELCOME"

She answered as if thats all she could say.

"YOUR RUDE"

I said in a sarcastic voice.

"I"LL SEND YOU TO ISS"

Like she gave me a choice.

"NO!"

I refused, with command in my speech.

"LEAVE MY ROOM"

Was her little preach.

I left, and I bawled, and I banged on the door.

But, for all I know, she couldn't hear any more.

I knelt, and I fell, I was as good as dead.

I kept crying 'til I had no tears in my head.

Why was this happening to me? Were my thoughts.

All of the kids in my class were little bratty snots.

My teacher finally let me in the room.

The entire place was as quiet as a tomb.

I gasped, and I giggled, and I rolled on the ground.

Everyone stared, no one made a sound.

I stopped, and I sat, and I did nothing more.

I guess nobody really rolled on the floor.

I suddenly had amnesia and a pain.

I screamed a long verb, I became insane!

HUGHH! HUGHH!

Watch me destroy randomness with a little bit of normality!!!!

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Okay... You should take a look.

My wiki site. It is cool. And you can search some random stuff like... Humungous weakling or Inflamboyounto... stuff like that.