Hey

Merry Christmas! :)
Uh, just a few hours ago, in the rain, from the eleventh storey, I flew my brother's helicopter out of the window. Don't get me wrong, the helicopter was a Christmas present from my father. Its as big as my-your palm. Not counted if you are a giant. :P
Lucky he doesn't know yet. He'll really blow his top. But again, I brought it up from the grassy doom downstairs back into the house. My cousin went with me, because it was raining. Adominable Snowmen did not pop up and start roaring, though my cousin grumbled all day. Plus, he threatened to tell my brother. No, brotherS. Because the other brother wouuld go against me too... isn't that so fortunate of me?

Bye,
Have a good year!

Opal.

The Mutaliated Story Of Snowy And Stumpy.

"Stinky."
"No, its Stumpy, Snowhead."
"Its Ms Snowy for you, Stinky."
Stumpy growled ferociously, his dog/cat DNA pulsing with anger in him.
"What do you want..", Stumpy hesitated, looking at the odds of him beating Snowy's guts up, "...Ms Snowy."
The lady cat smirked, and lept down from her stone sedan.
"Well, well, well. Getting smarter, are we, Stinky?"
Stumpy backed into a tree, whining, his dog DNA overpowering his cat's.
"Pathetic!" Ms Snowy flicked a manicured paw at him. "If not for the cat socks, I would long have ended your miserable life!"
Stumpy stared at her. Cat socks?, he thought, the wheels in his brain clanking.
"Where is it?" she hissed angrily.
"Oh, you mean this?"
Stinky held up a pair of woollen stockings he had been found while digging up a non-existant bone.
Snowy sighed, the fur on her nose fluttered unsightly.
"No, stupid...cat stockings!"
Stumpy stared at her again, as uncomprehendingly as before.
Snowy paced around the dark alleyway anxiously.
"Oh no... Mistress is going to kill me for dumping it...noo..."
Then Stumpy grinned, showing sharp canines as well as his inner intelligence.
"Hey, stupid. I got what you want!"
Snowy whirled around to find Stumpy holding up a pair of lousily knitted cat stockings. "Now I know why you dumped them, stupid!"
Stumpy turned tail and ran.
And then he groaned, blinked twice and started to swear.
"Cat crap! Why of anywhere I could go, I went into a dead end?!"

To Be Continued...

Hey Ho!

Yo. Here are some word scrambling questions.

Um, send the answers to my email. :) lsr4frainbow@gmail.com

Uh, okay.

N A E G L T E


OK, the next one.

C N H R E W

OK, the next one.

A M D E S R

OK... uh, last one. The hardest. Very hard. :P

H P I E O D L A E P

Remember to send the answers plus your real name. Thanks and bye!

Horror and some comedy last night.

Here are two horror books I think are really horror's. (as in, scary-frightening.)
Okay, its And Then There Were None by Agatha Christie

Hmm, and The Shining by Stephen King.

And Then They Were None is something like this:
Ten strangers are lured to a mansion, and realize that a murderer is at loose amongst them. Doesn't really sound scary, does it? Here's more: (Quote from book)

Ten little soldier boys going out to dine;
One choked his little self and then there were nine.

Nine little soldier boys sat up very late;
One overslept himself and then there were eight.

Eight little soldier boys traveling in Devon;
One said he'd stay and then there were seven.

Seven little soldier boys chopping up sticks;
One chopped himself into halves and then there were six.

Six little soldier boys playing with a hive;
A bumblebee stung one and then there were five.

Five little soldier boys going in for law;
One got in Chancery and then there were four.

Four little soldier boys going out to sea;
A red herring swallowed one and then there were three.

Three little soldier boys walking in the zoo;
A big bear hugged one and then there were two.

Two little soldier boys sitting in the sun;
One got frizzled up and then there was one.

One little soldier boy left all alone;
He went and hung himself and then there were none.

They die according to this nursery rhyme. Agatha Christie's books seriously scare.




The Shining

Hey, I haven't read it yet, but my brother says that its an awesome book, and that I should read it.
I'll try to finish it fast then post it here.

The Comedy Last Night

Uh...okay. My twin brothers aren't looking. Last night, I was asking them what music sheets they wanted (they kept pestering me for music sheets) So I went and played some grand piano CDs, and after awhile they said they wanted Forrest Gump (Feather Tune) I just sort of nodded, and went out. It was about ten in the night, and I wanted to sleep, fast. My mother just came back from work and wanted us to go sleep. Then my brothers said very very determindedly that they would sleep in their room (mind, I sleep with my parents, cos' I don't have my room yet. On a mattress. My brothers too) Then later I went inside the room and waited for them patiently, because they usually come screaming because of a ladybird or something. So I went out, and things started to become comical.
My oldest brother (please, only for 2 seconds older than the other brother) came screaming out of his room, (well not screaming, but kind of like) then. Then he started to chase me around the house, into the bedroom, and almost squashed my mother's laptop. Then I paused at the door, holding my hands up in the air, making peace and I said snidely (well okay, I admit!!), what are you doing here, I thought you wanted to sleep in your room?"
Then he started squealing girlishly (ok, ok, this is exaggerated) about some frightening fly that always comes when it rains. Well, I'm not saying that I'm immune to insects, but hey, I tried not to scream. Then my other brother tried to lock me out of the room for no apparent reason, and I strangled my way in. But of course, they held back. Then we stayed up for two hours more and played scrambling word games. They won.

Hello : This is a survey for all my friends.

This question is creatively supplied by SzEqI:

Who is the most prettiest girl in the class?


Unfortunately, she kept buggering me, so I had to post this. Please comment on this question. Thank you and good day. Also, do not be biased and vote for your friend. Please be frank!

Thanks, and I hope you will comment.

Bye,

Opal.

...Just thought about something.

Just thought about something. What if nightmares come true??

Anyway, a writing compeititionis going to be issued between SzEqI and Opal.

Thanks.
Bye.

Opal

Books

Here are all my favorite books, which one is your favorite?

Not in any order,


Sabriel, Lirael and Abhorsen.


Eragon, Eldest.


Magyk, Flyte


Artemis Fowl, the full set.
Hey, what happened in the Lost Colony? I'm dying to know. I haven't read it yet, because I bought it and then my mother wrapped it as a Christmas Present for me.

The Sophie Kinsella books.


The Princess Diaries Series


The Bartimaeus Trilogy

My brothers say that the Dark Tower set is nice too, but I can't comprehend it. They say Stephen King is really a great writer. I'm very young... and immature. :P

Hmm... these are all the really top books I like. Anyway, I don't really have a wide read, so if your fave books are not in here, please comment!

Okay, bye!

Opal

Heyho.

Hello, all.
This post is mainly on the subject of the world - famous game : World Of Warcraft / Defence Of The Ancients.

I always get confused by the terms... ah well. My brother accidentally bought a gem. Of course, P T Lord thinks that he's real pro at the game. He likes Tree Tag. Oh yeah. Of all the characters in the game, I think that Crystal Maiden looks the most ... well - OK. Mind, this is from a girl's view. Plus I only played DOTA once. I begged my twin brothers to let me play Tree Tag, but they just shook me off. As usual. Anyway, those little captured tree ents look so cute. I usually watch while my brothers play it. They always swear when they die. Always. Then, they will start blaming me.

In a loud, angry voice:

"F*ck!!! Stupid girl! I was listening to your poor explaination of the literary elements then I die!"

That's not a very good copy, but its almost the same. Abit louder, and more curses.


Okay. Got to go.
Bye!


Opal ;)

Hello.

My brothers just made this amazing OT. Um, does anyone know what's an OT?
Anyway, its in progress, so if anyone is interested, go to this website :
www.dedica.no-ip.info:8080.com

Hehe, its not 24/7 yet, because the mapper's all grouchy and oh-I'm the beta tester. Little sister beta tester. Anyway it rocks, and if you downloaded 7.6 version, then please email me at lsr4frainbow@gmail.com.

Will give IP.

Thanks, bye (gotta go beta-test, server's up)
Opal

Well...

Oh, I'm bushed. Just read my short stories and thought they were a failure. But anyway, have a nice time reading them!

It Was Just A Normal Life. Just A Normal Year. Just A Normal Month. Just A Normal Day.....

I walked across the narrow pathway leading to the broken house that I could no longer call home, but just a building which I had sentimental feelings for. Tears rolled down my cheeks, as I looked up at a window that had been mine. The monster had destroyed everything......everything in my life, I thought, as I caressed my rough skin.


It was a normal day, a boring one, you might say. But I was not feeling particularly bored as I played my favorite game - drawing. You could even say that I had drew too much for my own good!

It was a sunny day, and the sun shone warm rays upon my shoulders. I smiled, enjoying the warmth, while sketching a beautiful picture of the school's garden. It was after school. Most of the children had gone home to revise their homework. But not me. I always had good grades, no matter how little or how much I studied. My mother was proud of me, and called me a child prodigy.
I picked up my pencils, then carefully holding up my sketch, I walked briskly back home.

"Amelia!" I turned in surprise. My mother usually left me in my art room, drawing for the whole day. "Your friends want to come in." I peeked out of the window, gently parting the curtains to see who had come. They were my life-long enemies, Josh and Katya. They seemed to plague my scenery just as I found it, ruining my drawings by spilling ink on it.

"Hey Josh! Katya!" Their heads turned in my direction sharply. Waving awkardly, they yelled back in greeting. "What are you two doing here?" I saw Katya's mouth moving, and guessed that she was muttering to Josh. "Er, we wanted to see how you were doing", Josh said, trying to keep a straight face. I ran downstairs and opened the door slightly.

"Are you sure, Josh?" He tried to smile sincerely, but only managed a grimace. With a grim smile, I slammed the door closed again. My mother walked out of the kitchen casually,"holding her hand to her heart. Whoa, whoa. Amelia, don't give me a heart attack. What happened?" I grimaced myself and peeked out of the curtains sneakily while answering.

"Mom, these two people are my worst enemies! I can't let them in!" She shook her head in disapproval. "Am, you shouldn't just let them stay outside, should you?" I grinded my teeth. What my mother said was always final.

I angrily threw the door open - to find nobody outside. Sighing in relief, I closed the door again. "Mom, they're gone." Almost managing a smile, I walked back up the stairs, indulging in my pleasure of drawing.

A few hours later, I began to feel thirsty and went down the stairs, yelling at the same time. I was in for a great shock. Smoke seemed to strangle my lungs, the sight seemed to burn my eyes itself. There was a fire in my house.

But where was my mother, I thought desperately while hopping over a bunch of fiery books. A blackened shape lay in the kitchen, limp and burning still, with flames. The wooden magnet on the fridge, which was on fire too, dropped on my neck, and I yelled in agony.

Who did this, was my first thought while fighting with the fire with the fire extinguisher. The smoke and fire seemed to subside, then stop. Sighing with relief, not for the first time today, I trudged my miserable way to the police station, seeming like the dead corpse in the kitchen.

Ten years later...... (Amelia is twenty-four)

After the fire, my parents were gone. My father, in an accident. My mother, in a fire. The fact that I could even subdue the fire was a miracle. But what about the fact that I was now the top lawyer in my country?

I did my parents and myself proud. I know I did, and I wonder if they are looking down from heaven at me....

A Pretty Extreme Story....see what you think of it first.

“Mom, please, can I go to the movies with Sarah tomorrow?” I murmured to my mother with a sweet smile. She shook her head crossly. “What Sarah is that?” I shook my head. Mom was a little absent-minded sometimes. “Sarah Coopers, Mom.” Mom continued shredding the letters. “To the movies, I’m sure? No.” She started on a long story about what her mother did with her. Nodding absently while she continued relentlessly, I gently banged the table with my fist. Sarah had taken a long time to get the tickets for me. And now Mom was just saying “No!”
Mom seemed to have finished with her lecture. I stood up from the kitchen chair and walked up the stairs to my room. Once my door was closed and locked, I started scrabbling around in my drawers for my diary.

17-6-06
Dear diary,
I am so stressed out. After Sarah bought the tickets, then she said that I wasn’t to go to the movies. How horrible can this get? I wish she could just go away!
Katherine

After I wrote in my diary, I felt a little better and I walked back down the stairs. Mom was carrying a deck of assessment books from my brother’s room to the studying table. I walked into the kitchen to get some cornflakes from the fridge. Deciding to relieve my anger better, I took out the small notebook I always had in my pocket.
On the notebook, I wrote:
Cons
-She makes me do assessments.
-She is unreasonable.
-She is so unpredictable.
-She doesn’t understand what I want at all!

Pros
-She wakes me up for school everyday. (and anyway I hate school!)
Conclusion: She’s horrid!

Parents! I cursed silently. I picked up a piece of cornflake and crushed it in my hand. As my brother stumbled down the stairs in a hurry to get to the study room, a terrible plot hatched in my mind.
* * *

“Sarah!” I yelled. Sarah skipped over to my table. “Kath, you know that Billy likes Elli? Disgusting!” I nodded in absent agreement. “Sarah, tell you something.” She nodded and I whispered my plan to her. We both burst into secretive giggles. I felt relieved that I had told someone my plan, and that Sarah agreed.

“Ready!” I mumbled to Sarah. She gave me a thumbs-up and I gave her another in return. She broke into a grin, but I didn’t return hers. I felt a little uneasy, but a look at my notebook, my fury at my mother’s refusal returned. Sarah smiled and turned back to her desk, and the day continued.

I closed the fridge door after putting my secret weapon inside. I meant to give my mother a big shock, so she’d learn her lesson. “Mom! I’m hungry!” I cried out. “Yes, I’m coming!” My mother rushed down the stairs and jostled her way into the kitchen. I heard the fridge opening and cringed. Scrambling to the dining hall, I braced myself for a ear-splitting scream. It came, and I felt satisfaction fill my heart.
“KATHERINE!!! Help! HELP!”
Her voice dwindled into a silence. I ran to the kitchen, not really expecting that huge a reaction. “Mom?” A mess of cockroaches sped off for their lives, while I stood there, dumbfounded. Now, you might be wondering why I was standing there frozen to the spot. My mother had collapsed on the floor, her face pale.
“MOM!” I ran pale-faced to her side. I pressed my finger against her nose. She wasn’t breathing. Somehow, I managed to pick her up and run to the hall.
My brother gasped in shock when he saw mother. He looked faint and as pale as my mother’s limp body. He sat down heavily on the squashy sofa and muttered incoherently. I caught snatches of words like “stupid Kath….heart attack….stroke” Meanwhile, I was frantically dialing the ambulance’s number, then my dad’s. “Mom!” I moaned pathetically. My brother massaged his temples. “What happened?” I didn’t hear him, at that horrible moment. I just thought about the happy moments I had with my mother.
The front door banged open. “Katherine! WHAT HAPPENED?!” I pointed dismally to Mom’s limp figure, and my index finger dropped, and I burst into sobs and crouched in a corner. The ambulance halted to a stop in front our house. The paramedics sped out of the white van. They hauled Mom unto a stretcher and Dad got into the van. My brother and I waited anxiously while pacing in the living room for Dad’s promised phone call.
Before long, Dad called us. It was raining that day, I remember clearly. The day that Mom died wasn’t sunny. Mom had died of a stroke and a heart attack. I still regret what happened on that day, and I would never ever forget the horrible deed that I had done. The day that Mom died. Thursday the 18th. I often wonder why mom didn’t tell us why she suffered from a stroke before. When I asked my father, he just replied grimly, as though the very thought of my mother hurt him; she didn’t want you to worry.
Katherine.
I loved my mom so much…I knew that just after I heard the terrible news. And I know she loves me too.

Just Me

Yo, hi all.
I'm Opal, (that's the pet name) and I like HTML, is creeped out when my brothers say my buildings in SIMS look like swastikas, hate it when they call me psyco-paths. And, I really really hate frog/toad soup. I like to read, really, and to write, although my stories (hey, not essays!) always stop in the middle and never get to continue.
I like to play computer, and relax and try not to get a heart attack when I go for eye checkup. Like slang. Uh, really really hope nightmares won't come true.

A bio.

Opal Blah. Is a frantic specialist especially in SWAT, when she tries to blow her cousin up with a bomb but ends up blowing herself up. Trying to play the piano (the song Maybe) -.- but playing another song when she sees the six sharps. Or flats. Can't remember. Holds a knife when she eats just like a psycokiller. Likes Jpod by Douglas Coupman. Uh-oh. Here she comes...crap!


Bye.
Opal + Anoymous

P.S. by anoymous : She's a paedophile!

P.S. Shut up and let me publish this. Thanks for putting caps lol.

Hobbies

I love to read. I can spend hours reading a book, while locked in a room. Besides reading, I enjoy playing the piano....plus using the computer. What are your hobbies?

Did You Know....

Did you know that once rabbits bled, they would immediately die? And did you know that once tortoises fall backwards, they would die of starvation? This shows that all living things have weaknesses.

This Girl I Knew

I knew a girl that was so stupid that she called me to get my phone number. She put lipstick on her forehead because she wanted to make up her mind and she tried to put M&Ms in a alphatical order. She sent me a fax with a stamp on it. She tried to drown a fish and thought a quarterback was a refund. She got locked in a grocery store and starved to death, tripped over a cordless phone, studied for a blood test, and when she missed the 44 bus, she took the 22 bus two times instead.

Lame Jokes

Q: A child, an honest politician, and Santa Claus all spot a $20 billon the ground. Who picks it up?

A: The child, since the other two don't exist.

A couple are touring a graveyard when they spot a tombstone that reads"Here lies an honest man and a politician." The man says to the woman,"Look honey, there's two people in that grave."

Q: Why did the chicken cross the road in Texas?

A: To show the armadillo it could be done.

Q: How do you tell if there's an elephant in your refrigerator?

A: There are footprints in the peanut butter.

Q: How do you tell if there are two elephants in your refrigerator?

A: There are two sets of footprints in the peanut butter.

Q: How do you tell if there are three elephants in your refrigerator?

A: The door won't close.

Q: How do you hide an elephant in a strawberry patch?

A: Paint its toenails red.

Q: How can you know this works?

A: Have you ever seen an elephant in a strawberry patch?

Some Weird Sentences In English

· We polish the Polish furniture.
· He could lead if he would get the lead out.
· A farm can produce produce.
· The dump was so full it had to refuse refuse.
· The soldier decided to desert in the desert.
· The present is a good time to present the present.
· At the Army base, a bass was painted on the head of a bass drum.
· The dove dove into the bushes.
· I did not object to the object.
· The insurance for the invalid was invalid.
· The bandage was wound around the wound.
· There was a row among the oarsmen about how to row.
· They were too close to the door to close it.
· The buck does funny things when the does are present.
· They sent a sewer down to stitch the tear in the sewer line.
· To help with planting, the farmer taught his sow to sow.
· The wind was too strong to wind the sail.
· After a number of Novocain injections, my jaw got number.
· I shed a tear when I saw the tear in my clothes.
· I had to subject the subject to a series of tests.
· How can I intimate this to my most intimate friend?
· I spent last evening evening out a pile of dirt.

Hello

Hello all. Please tell me how to improve, thanks a lot.