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Thursday, February 02, 2006

 

Owning what is rightfully mine



First off, I had a maths challenge. Being crap at maths, I think I died on that test. There were so many questions...in so many difficulties...mostly hard. It was horrible. But I answered all the main questions, and 2 (I think) of the 'hard' questions. I was so tempted to use a quackulator on some of the questions...(I had one with me.) But I didn't.

Now, about the title... a few months ago I said how my comic was published in the skool magazine, and how it was under another person's name (Hannah's). And so, guess what? She asked me if she could steal the characters, storylines, etc etc for Teacher's Pet Hate. And for the first time ever (to a friend, at least), I said, "NO" in a commanding voice. And I meant it. TPH and Vampeep are MINE and no one else's. Just mine. I need no strawberry (story) board artist, writer, artist, WHATEVER. However, she had already started drawing for it. I feel very... I don't know...angry? Even the thought of someone else doing anything for my comics makes me cringe in a horrible twisted way.

Speaking of cringing in horrible twisted ways, our biology teacher disected a pig's eye. All the plastics shuffled to the front, as I raced to get the best view. She showed us the insides (It's black! Not red like I imagined) and...everything. All the plastics squealed in squeally plasticcy horror. They screeched like fruit bats. I laughed, and asked if the teacher would squeeze the eyeball quickly so it would splatter everywhere (preferably on the plastics). No one understands me, not even me.


Comments:
I sortof understand you... mind, I understand Boris, and he likes eating ham and jam chip butties (Boris is my invisible friend).
 
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