Hello!!
I am tehmekemonster! If you are looking for random tidbits and words you've come to the right place! You can read as much as you want of that here! Feel free to tell me what you think of all of it too! Writing it doesn't do me any good if no one tells me how it could be better!!
have fun, okay?
first day of school at six a.m, self-proclaimed best fan ever of Hiju Basara was still asleep . even after the alarm clock went off a few times, even after her mother came in to wake her, even after the sun peeked through the window. from downstairs her mother called again.
"Sara! get up, you're late! I'm about to clean up breakfast!" Sara rolled her eyes and shouted back
"clam down MOM, I'm getting up GOD!" she got up and slammed the open door against the wall. storming into the bath she stripped down and got in the shower. she didn't really make an effort to clean up much, five minutes later she stepped out and got dressed. all black, that's what her mom liked least, it was perfect.
she stomped down the staircase and dropped her heavy book bag by her chair, her littlest brother was in her spot.
"move Charles!" she shouted. the footie pajama-ed boy leapt from the chair with his bowl of fruity cheerios in both hands. it was the special blue bowl only he was allowed to use.
"be gentle Sara, he's only seven, be a good example. you're twice his age." Sara's mom spoke calmly, this kind of bullying happened often it seemed. "do you want eggs and ham?"
"just ham; I hate eggs." Sara said harshly.
"won't you just try one? I can put cheese or salt on them." her mom offered.
"Ew, No way." Sara said "I hate eggs, they stink." Sara's mom put her daughters plate on the table.
"eat up, we're going to be late because you slept in."
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Sara was dropped off at school with her two brothers. the elementary and middle school were the same in this town. Sara immediately ditched her brothers the hang out with her friends.
"sa-chan!" Hailey called out to her. she was thick and had short hair that went with the rest of her stubby body.
"koneechewah!" Sara called back. she insisted her friends called her sa-chan, she really loved anime and anime characters had honorifics.
"OMG!" Hailey started "did you see the new episode of Fuwa-Fuwa Love Story? I can't believe Fuwa left him!"
"i know! Hiju is totally the best guy in the show! she gonna pay for what she did!"
Hailey laughed "you are such a fan girl sa-chan!"
"i know, I'm gonna marry Hiju when i grow up!" Sara told her "no matter what!"
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in class Sara didn't pay attention, she sat in back and drew on her homework. she drew little pictures of Hiju and put hearts and sparkles around them. after class she would turn it in and get zero credit. every class was the same routine. there was nothing else to her life.
"i just don't get it!" she told her teacher after class. " I don't like English." she crossed her arms
"i know you don't pay attention in class Sara." Mrs.Lenna told her. "little drawings will get you nowhere" she held up her latest assignment/masterpiece "if you don't understand i can tell you again but you have to ask for help"
"I don't want help!" Sara shouted "I going to lunch!" she tried to turn around as quick as she could.
what huh? help? what?
next thing she knew she was on the ground face down in the lunch room. a million faces staring and laughing. she had tripped with her lunch try in hand. All her food on the ground, it looked sorrowful almost.
she got up on her knees and looked around. how did she get here? she didn't wait to find out, she clamored up and ran away from the rest of the world.
Sara hid in a little corner of the courtyard. she sat alone and thought sad things and how her life would be better when she became an anime character.
"I'll go eat as much as i want and never be this chubby again," she looked down at her flabby middle section "I'll have super pink hair and all the boys in school would write me love notes" she stroked the ends of her greasy hair "and I'll marry Hiju and live happily ever after....... I feel like writing some fanfic now...."
Sara wandered in to the computer lab after school. she felt strange, heavy and light at the same time. she sat at a computer in the furthest part of the lab. she hid candy wrappers there and no on else used it, the desktop practically belonged to her.
for a second the world went blurry and when it came in focus she was at home. it was dark out and she was standing in front of the microwave.
"Sara, I'm making dinner!" her mom sounded exasperated
"I'm going to my room mom!" Sara didn't bother thinking about what just happened, she just grabbed the hot pocket from the microwave and stomped up the stairs.
in her room she felt strange again.
what huh? wake up? okay? help!!
Hiju sat up in the dark. his head hurt, and his brain.
"did i just have another fan girl dream?" he smoothed out his hair "i need to eat less crap before bed."
he rolled over once more and hoped the nightmare wouldn't continue....
the end.
i really like pork buns, they really are the best. and I've been kind burnt out lately. so that's all you get
what should I do today?
today is one of those days where I can't think. I suppose there is a lot I can do but I don't have any motivation to do it; and now that i'm fasting from memes I can't just chill out online.
here's an idea! what if I just type everything I think until I run out of stuff to say! that sound horrendously boring! lame!
seems like all the creativity I had a few days ago's been dried up for a while.... ew.
i've actually been just thinking about one person for a long time. maybe I should write down some of those stories, some of them are pretty funny. I got thrown in a river one time, I set off a car alarm accidently, I got beat real bad in League of legends... well maybe some other time.
My morning couldn't have started better. first of all I was awake, surprisingly refreshed for 5:50 am. The night before I had dropped like a rock and slept like a big sleepy log. I felt really good, winter is usually hard on me, I get cranky and agitated with out the sun out and it always rained around these parts.
Bus ride was quiet,this morning at school I was energized. Happy and excited for the online game updates I had been anticipating. The stage was set to be an awesome day, I was ready!
But lunch rolled around and one of my friends went home before I could see him again, that pissed me off. My friends told me to calm down and dampened my excitment about my gaming and by 1 o'clock I was all out of happy... again.
Seasonal affect disorder kicked in or (as i like to call it) SAD.
There goes my good day. I stayed after school to work on an project and my team members goofed off. It poured on my way home and I took shelter at a friend's place, and then I got a ride home so I can do chores and homework.
Today totally sucked, but now i'm home and mostly dry. I suppose I could have made my day better, not let my friends get me down and such. But what does one do when a friend causes problems? I ignore it 'cause it's easier than anything else to do. I don't like drama or problems or work actually. i'd rather sit and draw. maybe I should just go do that, huh?
Pure white empty houses are always creepy. That's why I stood in the middle of one now. It made me feel like an ink blot on white paper. Downstairs it was noisy, my sister and her husband were helping a friend move into this house. It was a nice house and he was finally moving out of his mom's. Dan was a really cool guy it was good to see him moving forward.
I was about to go downstairs and help move boxes again when I felt a tug on my sleeve. It was Miria, Dan's new adopted daughter. She was quiet and lonesome, didn't talk much. She seemed unhealthy to me, children need social interaction and this girl avoided it like a plauge.
"...daddy wants your help..." Miria told me, looking down, intently studing the carpet.
"Thank you Miria." I tried to look her in the eye when I said that but she didn't look up. Didn't even seem to hear me, it was a tragedy really, what could be so wrong with her?
She shuffeled off to another corner of the house and I went downstairs to help dan and the others. It looked like most of the work was done already when I got there. I finished what little was left, stacking boxes and such but the thought of miria still bothered me. what could I do though...
i'm starting a horror story. it's based off of a dream i had. enjoy plz!
