Here's that short story I was telling you about:
A strange saucer-like object hovered over a small crowd of people. A bright green light came out of the bottom of the saucer and slowly beamed up the screaming people. Inside the saucer there were strange looking creatures, which were picking apart the people that were still trying to get free. The gasses were getting to those people, putting them to sleep so that the creatures could pick them apart in peace, and then everything went dark. The people in the theater looked at each other with strange looks on their faces, even though they couldn't see each other. In fact, they couldn't see anything; not even the red exit signs that were over the doors leading back to the hallway. Willard, a 14-year-old boy who was there with his best friend, Seymour, was terrified because he was afraid of just about everything. He wondered whether or not this power outage was normal, or if it had just happened in order to distract people so that evil penguins could take over the world. It was really normal, but you can always count on Willard to think of the worst case scenario, even if it's the most far-fetched thing you've ever heard. One time, he was even convinced that the monkeys in the local zoo were plotting to come out and destroy the earth, but that was probably only because he saw Planet of the Apes the night before. Willard sat there shivering, not because of the cold, but because of his discomfort in the darkness. "Seymour?" he said. "What's going on?" "Nothing really," said Seymour in return, "the power just turned off. It was probably just the circuit breaker. Do movie theaters even have circuit breakers?" "I just hope it comes--" he stopped short; the power had just came back, and the room was filled with a bright light, or it looked like that to Willard, since his eyes had adjusted to the pitch black. An announcement was made over the speaker system, "We're sorry for the technical difficulties, We cannot start the movies once again because power has not been restored where the projectors are. If you would like a refund, please come to the main desk. Thank you." "Well, I guess we should just leave, the refund line will probably be too long," said Seymour, "were you afraid of sitting there in the dark?" "Nah, I was just cold," said Willard, "I'm not that stupid!" "I heard you shivering! You're wearing a winter jacket!" He didn't have any response to that, so they both just walked out quietly. When Willard got home, nobody was there. He was beginning to get a little scared, because he didn't like being home alone, so he went to his room, closed the door, turned on the radio, and got in bed to lay down. About an hour later, his mom got home from work. She works late, and doesn't have much time to spend with Willard. However, he accepts that she needs to work hard. His father never went to college, so he doesn't really have a good job. He's mostly at bars, or at home drunk, and nobody ever disturbs him when he's drunk. That night, he needed to go to school, because he's in Orchestra, and they have a concert. "Willard!" his mother said, "Get in the car, you're going to be late!" "Ok, ok, just let me get down!" he responded. "Fine, I'll be waiting in the car." "Ok." When he got down, he went outside and got in the car. His mother was already there, even though it had been only 3 minutes since their short little conversation. It took them twenty minutes to get to his school so they got there at 7:18. Willard's mother was fairly rushed, because she knew that there would be no seats. Everybody always gets there about an hour early, and the concert starts at 7:30. The concert started, and everything was going as planned, but Willard was sure something would go wrong. Something always has to go wrong to Willard, and if nothing goes wrong, then that's what went wrong. So if you see it Willard's way, there is always something that goes wrong. Something went wrong. The lights all went out during the middle of the last song, and because of the way the auditorium was built, there were no windows and therefore no source of light. Willard found himself in the dark, again. Willard shrieked. Not like an "AHHHH" shriek, but like one of those high-pitched, girly, and squeaky shriek. It was loud, and everybody who was there was wondering, "Where the heck did that come from?" but not exactly in those words. Willard started to talk to himself, try to calm himself down. "Ok Willard, it's ok, Willard," he said, "don't panic. It's only another power outage, or a circuit breaker again. Wait, who am I kidding? WE'RE ALL GONNA DIE!!!!! ALL OF US!!!" He then ran out of the room, plowing over everyone in the way and smashed himself into a wall. He then got up, and ran once again, smashing himself into the wall. This time, however, he did not get up. When he woke up, he found himself in a huge white room. At first he thought it was just the light, but then he felt the floor, and the walls. They were soft.Please leave your comments!
I put on every one of my entries (well, almost every one of them). I don't know why, but I'm getting better at it freehand so perhaps I may post one of them sometime soon. 
induction ceremony. We'll be playing the processional, the Star Spangled Banner, and Simple Gifts which has nothing to do with anything so yeah, 
who are gay or bi or whatever as long as they don't do anything like that. Anyway, the teacher assigned us a project that wasn't due until the friday after Spring Break, and guess what? He had a fit. He was arguing about how she shouldn't assign projects over the break, but I don't really see the point he's trying to make because Spring Break isn't until a couple more weeks and the project can be done in less than two hours. Hell, less than ONE hour. The teachers rescheduled a project once just to appease him (the kid), and now he's going crazy, just like Hitler did, so yeah.
don't know here, but she's fairly nice, but I don't really like her (I mean, like her). She seems really nice, but she also seems like a suckup, and NOBODY can even COMPARE to Caitlin :). Anyway, I think the only reason why she said I was hot was because she wanted my seat. WHAT A SUCKUP! lol
that many more people have been trying to obtain my screenname by using the "Groups Exploit", which isn't really an exploit.
You see, for that site we use the same version of wordpress as I do here, but we needed to modify it in little ways. First of all, the Upload script didn't work, so I had to fix that (admin panel). Then, we decided to integrate the ability to post a quote into WordPress's admin panel. We also had to make every single page valid XHTML (1.1). The only problem that we're having is that the quotes page might not be able to work due to the 1.1, but it is valid 1.0, so I don't know...
It'll be awesome, because we're going to get a domain name for it and everything. When it's completely done, I'll add a button to the sidebar.
Speaking of mature, have you read ay good books lately? I read this great book called "War and Peace". It was quite interesting, but I have to say that it ended a bit too soon. I mean, it was too short. lol, actually, I never read that book, nor do I ever plan to.
I was histerical laughing. According to Caitlin, my face was turning red, which NEVER happens. Then they try it again and again until they FINALLY get it right (after about 20 times). When will they learn. I'm not going to be in this much detail for the rest of my classes, so if I forget something that I said was bloggable, just knock me upside the head will ya?
Yesterday, I said that Caitlin said that she would visit my blog, and she did. She even left a comment for me which was a very pleasant suprise (I love her more than anything, in case you don't know already :)). I could immediatly tell it was her from what she wrote, but I can't help but wonder why I shouldn't e-mail her. I think I have an idea why, but I shouldn't post it here because she may get mad at me. I'll have to talk to her on monday. In the meantime, I think today I'll have a fairly nice entry to write, so I think I should start now.
and the number that it was and he gave it to me. lol, I'm so lucky :). Anyway, if anybody wants to IM me on it, it's U12. It doesn't seem to mean anything, but I like it anyway because it's a 3char.
which I'll talk about later. So, I should get started right about now, so that's the end of my pathetic intro thingie.
"what the hell? how could anybody survive that????" but he did, so he's pretty damn lucky to just have lost a leg. Anyway, he showed us his "running leg", which (since I was in the front) he placed in front of me. Now, our school has an ampitheater, and the leg was sitting on the ledge right in front of me. I was SO close to touching that leg, but knowing my luck, it would have fallen on the floor and shattered into a billion pieces, so I didn't touch it.
