So today, me and my friends tried what is called 'The Cinnamon Challenge'
Seriously, I don't care what anyone tells you, don't try it.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=2w8uFowa7xA&feature=plcp&context=C385a955UDOEgsToPDskJlKlG10jYq4kbir7CnAZTw
Monday, February 20, 2012
Saturday, February 18, 2012
A Look into Me
So hi! I've been sick this week, and busy too. Which equals not a lot of writing from me :(
but one of the things I've been busy with is making hair accessories with my best friend Cherish. We are tying to make things to sell at our school :)
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but one of the things I've been busy with is making hair accessories with my best friend Cherish. We are tying to make things to sell at our school :)
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so, you like? Don't like? Tell me what you think :)
Sunday, February 12, 2012
Runaway Coffee Shop
I started a new short story in creative writing last week, and I decided to call it Runaway Coffee Shop.
I'm not sure what it's going to be about yet, but for now it's about a girl named Rosalia who runs away from her small town because she's fed up with her old life. She ends up in a big city at a small coffee shop at the edge of town.
This is what Rosalia looks like:
I'm not sure what it's going to be about yet, but for now it's about a girl named Rosalia who runs away from her small town because she's fed up with her old life. She ends up in a big city at a small coffee shop at the edge of town.
This is what Rosalia looks like:
Here is a small sample so far:
Maybe running away wasn't the best idea...
I sat in the corner of a small coffee shop, making sure I was out of sight from everyone around me. I took a small sip of the warm coffee, the taste of vanilla and sugar on my lips.
I thought it was a good idea at the time.
I rested my elbows on the table, my head in my hands. With a sigh, I sat up, looking out the window at the unfamiliar town. Children and their parents walked down the street, heading home after a long day of work and school. Just another Monday afternoon.
I left a note, telling them they would never find me.
I took another sip of the coffee, wanting to finish it before it got cold. But finishing the coffee meant leaving the warm coffee shop.
Even if I knew they wouldn't even bother to look for me.
This place had a bubbly, calm atmosphere. For being in such a big city, it was unusually small and empty. Only a couple other customers sat at the tables, either with friends or doing work on a laptop or phone.
Eventually, I had just gotten so fed up, I couldn't stand being there any longer.
Like it? Check it out on my wattpad:
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