A certain very annoying but loving person who is an excellent friend of mine has been consistently pressing me into posting parts of my stories here on this blog. I don’t feel comfortable with it for a few reasons but the main two are 1) hardly anyone reads this anyway, and 2) I don’t want my work copied. Besides, once any of my words are on the internet, they could go pretty much anywhere and that means, I don’t have the privilege of actually deleting it completely. It’s scary how nasty people are to each other. Actually, scratch that. It’s disgusting and sad how nasty people are to each other. Everyone treats the other sort of like they’re an alien species when they do something wrong. Um, hello? Anyone going to get their heads out of the clouds or out of their butts? Every single person on Earth has made mistakes and whatever god(s) you have, they have too. Not a single person is perfect which is the key point. If everyone was perfect, you might as well have made us using the same cookie mold. There’d be no personality. There’d only be one type of career, etc. It’d be a schedule and everyone would do everything the exact same. The point is, no one needs to be the same as another because it ruins society and special opportunities. Don’t be cruel to others because you don’t expect it back. Those who bully others and are nasty and rude, you’ll get yours in the end. If not by me, the police, or the person you bullied, it’ll be by whatever god(s) you worship. They don’t accept behavior like that without punishment.
So it went pretty well. The guys came over, we had pizza, cake, hung out, played video games, then watched a movie before going outside to play soccer. Came back in, watched a couple more movies, played some video games then we invited them to spend then night since my dad was really tired and my mom doesn’t like to drive at night. So, they’re still here, snoring on the hide-a-bed and I’m trying my hardest not to laugh too hard at that. I’m going to let them sleep a bit longer because my dad probably woke them up when he was going to work. All in all, an excellent party. 😀
All of the praying mantises have molted and Liam has eaten three crickets alone today. His stomach is so big it’s hilarious! Also, the party is tomorrow so I’ve been cleaning all day today. Yesterday, I helped my dad to put a mini car port beside the new shed he got and then I was busy driving. So, by tomorrow, I will have quite a lot to blog about and I’ll catch up again. For now, hope everyone has a great spring break!
So, my stats have dropped considerably and even though I’ve just started, from this moment on, I have only 76 views so reaching 100 by April 10th isn’t a whole lot to ask for and there’s plenty of time to get over that goal. The problem is, I need your guys’ help to reach that goal and so far, it appears I’m not even talking to anybody to begin with. I’ve been advertising myself but even my Fantasy Writers group on Facebook or my personalized MSN website aren’t doing well. Maybe if I started doing crazy crap, someone would actually tune in or pay attention to my work. If my fellow peers won’t bother to read my stories or my collection of words, how in the world am I ever supposed to get published? It’s not like my work sucks, it’s been called mature for my age and not because any of them have romance in them either. I don’t enjoy writing about romance. More about battles, mythical races and creatures, things like that. Sure, there’s a ton of romance in between in most stories but I don’t want to even dip my toes in that bull. Perhaps that’s why no one wants to read anything I write. It’s not romantically inclined like Stephenie Meyer’s works. Lol! Ok. I’m not going to stop writing because of a bunch of airheads and I’ll still get published. Even if I don’t get published, there’ll be a bunch of books and short stories for my family to enjoy, whether my friends are included or not. I’m taking my anger out now before I blow up like I usually do. I wait until my anger boils over and it’s an explosion of Fourth of July fireworks only not as pretty. If ya’ll don’t care about my stories, I don’t want to read yours either and I don’t want your comments either. 🙂 I’ve heard from enough other people to know that my work is good enough to make it.
YES! Spring break started for ya’ll! Congrats you guys and I hope you make the most of it! :p I’ve still got an exam to do today and Ben also molted! Hurrah! The others are soon to follow closely behind! 😀 *tear ;)* My allergies aren’t as bad at the moment and my eyes aren’t swollen shut any longer so that’s reason to celebrate as well! Also, I’m only one blog away from catching up to this month’s amount of days. I don’t know why I set it as a goal but I suppose I had nothing better to do. 😀 So why ya’ll are out playing frisbee, riding bikes, playing video games, or just basking in the sun, I’ll be busy testing so don’t call me! I have school nearly 24/7 and a lot of you forget that! One person *cough* called while I was in the middle of a teacher conference. Not pointing fingers *cough* but don’t make me superglue a memo note to your forehead!
Ever been in a texting war and you desperately wish you could block that person on your cell phone but sadly, you can only do that on websites? You can delete their number, tell them to leave you alone, even change your voicemail and act like you’re a different person but they won’t stop pestering you. Their point? To get under you skin. How to stop that without changing your phone number? Something I’ve been practicing for several days. When you receive a message from your (thick sarcasm) “loved” one, don’t bother opening the messages, just push end then go to your messages and delete them, again, without reading them. If you read what they write in that process, you’ll get angered and have the urge to snap back at them but it won’t do you any good. You can’t fix stupid but you can be smart and ignore them. You don’t need people like that in your life because they’ll drop you on the ground in a heart beat when the need is dire for them.
Liam molted early this morning and it’s been exactly 10 days since he last molted. The others will follow suit closely tomorrow. 😀 Hopefully they’ll all be ok and will all get through it though. Molting is an extremely stressful and hard part of their lives and not all of them reach maturity because most of them die when they molt. It’s a sad time and I usually stay up with them when they molt to make sure they don’t land on their backs and can easily move around. My first praying mantis (Jumper) molted for the last time and landed on her back so her wings dried wrong and she could never fly while it also shortened her lifespan. 😦 However, I’m here to think positively and I’m sure all five will do just fine. 😀