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Many times before, my sister and I have fought each other on the trampoline. It has netting all around, so it’s fairly safe, and we don’t hit in the face, so the injuries are just bruises and scrapes on our knees from the trampoline.

But today, mere moments ago, in fact, we had a curious incident. It’s okay if you laugh.

My sister flipped me and I fell onto the netting; my sister fell on me. And then we fell off the trampoline. Luckily the netting cushioned our fall, but let me tell you, that is still damn scary. We were stuck on the ground with the netting all around us and prickly plants threatening to scratch us. Which they did because now my foot is all itchy.

I considered calling for help, but everyone was inside.

Eventually I grabbed hold of the edge of the trampoline and I pulled myself back on. Then I pulled my sister back on. My sister said if I was going to tell our dad, she wanted me to wait for her to be hidden in her room. I said he wouldn’t be angry; the trampoline’s net has been falling apart for the past year. Besides, there’s no hole in it.

So we went back inside and I waited for her to be upstairs before telling our dad.

Who didn’t react.

Then I went to the lounge to tell my mom. My sister quickly joined us in the lounge. And at first my mom seemed angry… But then I demonstrated how we were stuck: on the ground with our legs in the air.

And she burst into laughter.

Uncontrollable laughter.

So my sister and I started laughing. Gaining control, I mentioned the time my sister almost went flying over the net of the trampoline.

And my sister, having just drank some water, did a spit-take, spraying water all over the floor.

True story.

Additional things:

  • I have dirt on my left wrist
  • And on my tank top
  • I had bits of leaves or plant or something in my hair
  • My foot is REALLY itchy
  • *wants to scratch foot*

What the trampoline looks like now:

Now if you’ll excuse me, I have to take care of my sore, red, itchy foot and then I desperately need a shower.

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Quote from “Sixteen Candles”.

Moving on to now to the first blog post since the 30th of November 2010. (Favorites in bold)

Movies I’ve seen since I last blogged

Gran Torino
Case 39
The Sorcerer’s Apprentice
The A Team
Survival of the Dead
Le Pere Noel est un Ordure
Lakeview Terrace
Grosse Pointe Blank
National Lampoon’s Christmas Vacation
The Disappearance of Alice Creed
The Expendables
Eagle Eye
Two Days in Paris
Basic Instinct
Duck Soup
The Duchess
American Graffiti
Planet of the Apes
Resident Evil: Afterlife
The Big Lebowski
Full Metal Jacket
Queen of the Damned
The Incredible Hulk
The Runaways
When Harry Met Sally
Napoleon Dynamite
2001: A Space Odyssey
Despicable Me
The Killer Inside Me
The Taking of Pelham 123
Nine Dead
From Paris With Love
Veronika Decides to Die
Dorian Gray
Color Me Kubrick
Easy A
Groundhog Day
Ten Inch Hero
Shock Treatment
Scusa ma ti chiamo amore
Winter’s Bone
Repo! The Genetic Opera
Sixteen Candles
Le roi de coeur
Star Wars: Episode IV—A New Hope
Star Wars: Episode V—The Empire Strikes Back
Star Wars: Episode VI—Return of the Jedi
King Ralph
Indiana Jones and the Temple of Doom
Indiana Jones and the Last Crusade
The Circle
Le Herisson
Beautiful Creatures
Catholic Boys


Last Sacrifice by Richelle Mead
Wake by Lisa McMann
Fade by Lisa McMann
Fight Club by Chuck Palahniuk (now that I’ve read the book, I can say that the movie is a PERFECT adaptation)
The Catcher in the Rye by J.D. Salinger
Beauty by Robin McKinley
The Mayor of Casterbridge by Thomas Hardy
Fire by Kristin Cashore (even better than her first book “Graceling”)
Going Bovine by Libba Bray
Room by Emma Donoghue (wow)
XVI by Julia Karr
As You Wish by Jackson Pearce
The Carbon Diaries: 2017 by Saci Lloyds
Choke by Chuch Palahniuk

TV Shows

Lost season 6 (finally!)
Scrubs season 9
IT Crowd seasons 1 to 4
Firefly (WATCH IT NOW!)
Supernatural season 5
Dollhouse season 1 and 2
Spartacus: Blood and Sand season 1
The Guild seasons 1 to 4 (created by Felicia Day who played Vi on BTVS in season 7)
Heroes season 4
Misfits seasons 1 and 2
Xena: the Warrior Princess (Now on season 2–it gets MUCH better after that cheesy first episode…)
Glee seasons 1 and 2 (I LOVE it!)


Now that’s done, we’ll move on to answering this question: Why haven’t I blogged in so long?

Mainly, school. Between long school hours, homework, stressful exams, a huge school project, a trip to Italy (!!) and then my Italian correspondent staying at my place for a week, I haven’t been able to write, let alone blog. And soon I’ll be revising for 4 exams: the CPE (Cambridge Proficiency Exam–I need it as a proof that I speak English for unis), the Maths Bac, French Bac (in 2 parts), Physics-Chemistry/Science Bac.

Now I’m going to write a blog post about writing.

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The second week of NaNoWriMo 2010

  • Monday 8th: 516
  • Tuesday 9th: 1002
  • Wednesday 10th: 305
  • Thursday 11th: 1719
  • Friday 12th: 103
  • Saturday 13th: 162
  • Sunday 14th: 939

Total for week 2:

Current NaNoWriMo total:

Total for novel:

Total NaNo-fail, I know. A mix of school, being sick, having homework and plain ol’ procrastinating got in the way of writing. Also: a problem in chapter 27 that I haven’t been able to overcome. Last day I wrote: Wednesday the 17th of November. And thar was 79 words. FAIL.

But tomorrow morning, I might get up an hour early and write. And I’ve done some homework in advance. *GASP!* I almost NEVER do that.


  • Bandslam: MUCH better than I expected. What I expected was a cliche-ridden film. I expected the nerdy boy to fall for the bitchy girl and not realize that the quiet outcast was THE ONE for him. I expected stereotypical characters and stupid insults. Guess what? There was only one cliche (that I noticed anyway) throughout the entire movie. And it was a small one. Most surprising part? Almost crying. This movie really seemed like a typical Disney movie. And later, I looked it up on IMDB. Turns out they advertised it by comparing it to High School Musical. That’s exactly what I thought it was going to be like. But that was based on the DVD cover alone. Okay, I’m rambling…
  • A Sound of Thunder: Not a fantastic, brilliant, genius movie, but it was entertaining. And I love that whole “survival” aspect. If you ignore the obvious plot holes, it’s entertaining. Or you can make fun of them, like my sister and I did.
  • Tout ce qui brille: French movie. Sad/funny. The thing I hated the most was seeing this one character pretend to be someone else, all to fit it with rich people. Rich people who didn’t even give a shit about their own kids. And the other main character who DOESN’T do that still pissed me off with some of the things she did. Do not recommend.
  • The Condemned: Kinda like “A Sound of Thunder”: not brilliant, but it’s entertaining. As long as you don’t mind violence that is.
  • Nicotina: Mexican movie. Very similar to Pulp Fiction–characters, dialogue, plot. I liked it.
  • Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows (part 1): Being a HUGE HP fan, I SHOULD write a whole post about it, but it’s late. For now I’ll say this: HP7 part 1 surprised me. It was dark, sad, funny, and a 1000 times better than the previous 6 movies. I only hated one scene in the movie: when Ron explains how he found Harry and Hermione, with the ball of light from the deluminator, I found it cheesy/corny/sentimental. Totally unlike Ron. And the music didn’t help either. Apart from that scene, I am VERY pleased with it. And is it just me or was Daniel Radcliffe much funnier in this movie?
  • Simone: Okay, I’m too tired to think of anything to say about this movie. Average. Some funny moments. Definitely the worst out of the 7 movies on this list of movies I’ve recently seen. You’ll be fine if you don’t see this.

Books (this is gonna be short–I have to go to bed SOON)

  • Alpha by Rachel Vincent: Last book in Shifter series. Loved it. Cried. Averagely happy with ending. Want more.
  • Break by Hannah Moskowitz: Devoured it in one day. I was half-happy with the ending (though a lot of people HATED it), the writing could have been better, but she was only 17 or so at time of writing it. Her blog and the excerpts of her new novels she posts show that her writing has improved. (She’s now 19.) I intend to buy all of her books.
  • Fallout by Ellen Hopkins: Last book in trilogy. Loved it. Also devoured it. Very happy. (I own ALL of Ellen Hopkins’ books.)
  • Succubus Blues by Richelle Mead: While I enjoyed reading it, and I definitely want to read the rest of the books in the series, I don’t desperately NEED the next book NOW. Very funny, though. Very interesting to see what writers look/are like to non-writers. Made for some funny scenes.
  • Perfect Chemistry by Simone Elkeles: Some of the writing/dialogue was corny (like some of Brittany’s inner monologue, or her dialogue. She actually says “I’m completely grossed out!”–seriously?), but I tried to ignore the writing and focus on the story. That was the interesting part. Alex (Mexican) and Brittany (rich white girl) fall in love. At first they hate it each other. Hated that Alex and Brittany judged each other based on where they came from–they both knew better. Brittany knew people thought she was a rich bitch with a perfect life and body and boyfriend–and she knew those people were wrong. Alex knew people thought he was a bad guy, involved in drugs and murder–and he knew those people were wrong. And yet what do they do? They judge each other. Shouldn’t they know better?


  • School: My grades range from average to good to very good. Only one is really bad. Overall, I’m happy (and surprised) with my grades.
  • Health: My eyesight has declined a little (yes, I wear glasses–I’m nearsighted) so I have to go to the ophthalmologist the 7th of December; I have lordosis (google it) which means I have to go swimming twice a week and see a physical therapist once or twice a week; I have light aquagenic urticaria, but that’s old news (we found OxyHives–homeopathic and it works). Man, I am NOT a very healthy person… The two fingers I burned the other week are healing though. (Why the look of surprise? Did I not mention I burned two fingers last week? I’m pretty sure I mentioned it on Twitter.)

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I knew I was going to be busy this school year, but oddly enough, all I’ve done since going back to school is:

  • go to school
  • do homework
  • eat
  • sleep
  • go to school
  • do homework
  • watch TV
  • a little bit of reading
  • a teeny tiny bit of writing
  • do more homework
  • go to school some more
  • go to ONE party
  • sleep
  • sleep
  • go to school

Notice what pops up a lot on this list?

I guess it’s understandable I’d have a lot of homework–I AM in my before last year of school… But school is so much more tiring this year, and even though I haven’t had THAT much homework, I’m always tired, so my free time goes to waste.

Oh, and as it turned out, there are people in my class I know, namely Naomi (http://greyperception.wordpress.com/), a very good friend of mine. But because of circumstances, we only have normal maths and sport together. Wanna know these circumstances? I’m sure you do. Here they are:

  1. We’re not in the same Physics/Science group
  2. I take Spanish LV2, she takes Italian LV2
  3. I chose Italian LV3, she chose HIDA (history of art)
  4. I chose maths as my specialty (different from the other maths), she chose HIDA
  5. While I’m in normal French class, she’s in FLE because she doesn’t speak fluent French (for those of you who don’t know/forgot, I’m French and go to an International school in France)
  6. For English, History and Geography, we’re in different groups

What else can I tell you about school? Oh, there are 3 guys in my class. That’s two more than last year. Of course that’s only for the, well, “core class”, I guess you could call it, which is 1ereL1, meaning Literary 11th grade 1 (there’s 2 Literary 11th grade classes).


  • 7 days: Boring.
  • The Godfather: Enjoyed it.
  • Life of Brian: Loved it, especially the end.
  • City of God: Now this one… This movie was MIND-BLOWINGLY GOOD. I HIGHLY recommend it. The actors were unknown/had actually lived in such conditions, so the acting is perfect. It could have been a documentary. And despite having many scenes where kids kill other kids, those are not the most shocking. The most shocking, horrible scene is when one character shoots two little kids in the foot. Just writing that sentence is making me feel sad and horrified again. And this is coming from someone who must have seen at least a hundred horror movies. Oh, and if you’re wondering, I watched it in the original Brazilian Portuguese (with French subtitles) which makes the movie much better than if I’d watched in the dubbed French. Dubbing should be illegal–usually the voices sound so fake because they’re not truly acting; all they’re doing is speaking, they’re not also running through the forest like the real actors were, climbing a tree, etc.


  • Lolita by Vladimir Nabokov: I started this book in January and finished it in September. I read it on and off for NINE months–does that give you ANY idea of how well written the book is? Nabokov’s prose is beautiful and vivid, but what truly made it difficult for me to read the novel is Humbert Humbert (hereafter referred to as “HH”) who, by the end of the book, is completely insane, unstable, unreliable. And you could think that HH is the one with the power in his relationship with Lolita, but she’s the one who manipulates him. Recommend it.
  • Fang by James Patterson: Guilty pleasure, enjoy the story and certain character but not the writing. Dialogue is mostly cheesy or immature for characters of those ages. Entertaining nonetheless.
  • Third book I’ve read recently gets its own paragraphy thingy.

Stolen by Lucy Christopher


Summary from Amazon (UK):

Sixteen year old Gemma is kidnapped from Bangkok airport and taken to the Australian Outback. This wild and desolate landscape becomes almost a character in the book, so vividly is it described. Ty, her captor, is no stereotype. He is young, fit and completely gorgeous. This new life in the wilderness has been years in the planning. He loves only her, wants only her. Under the hot glare of the Australian sun, cut off from the world outside, can the force of his love make Gemma love him back? The story takes the form of a letter, written by Gemma to Ty, reflecting on those strange and disturbing months in the outback. Months when the lines between love and obsession, and love and dependency, blur until they don’t exist – almost.


  • Ty: At first, you hate him, just like Gemma does, then as she learns about his past, the way his father never cared about him, the way his mother abandoned him, the way he ended up living all alone at the age of 11, you feel sorry for him, you understand why he is the way he is. And at the end, when Gemma is confused about her feelings for him, so was I. You know you should hate him, but he never truly hurts Gemma.
  • Gemma: I read a one star review of this book on Amazon that calls Gemma boring, and I actually have to agree with them on that one. (They say the whole book is boring–that’s where I disagree.) Based on what we find out about her as kid, I’d say she’s interesting, but maybe as a teen she wanted to blend in, be accepted and liked, so she stopped being herself. But I suppose one thing I can say in her favor is that she tries to escape several times and even when she realizes she cannot escape, she’s alone with him in the Australian Outback with the nearest town VERY far away, she doesn’t give in to Ty. She could have easily given up, completely given up, she could have spent her entire time crying (she does spend some time crying–I mean come on, she’s away from her family, her friends, her home and everything she’s used to), but she doesn’t.

The word “fuck” in this novel

It was so nice to see the word be used in the book. Most of the time, writers are afraid to use it, but people say “fuck” when they talk, especially people like Ty–he kidnapped a girl, he’s not going to say stuff like “Gosh darn it” or “Frick.”

I, for one, say “fuck.” But I know not to say it in front of teachers, extended family members (I say extended because in my house, around my parents and my siblings, almost anything goes), strangers, etc. But “fuck” is just a word–kids reading it in a book won’t become juvenile delinquents just because of it. Nor will they become juvenile delinquents if they start swearing, or swearing more often.

If you believe this, well…does that make me a juvenile delinquent? Because I get good grades, never ditch school, have never stolen in my life, never smoked, never done drugs, never had sex or even kissed a boy. So I’d say that if you firmly believe swearing leads to bad behavior, you might need to rethink that belief of yours. Ditto if you believe novels in which characters do bad thing influence people, because I’ve read books such as “A Clockwork Orange” by Anthony Burgess, everything by Ellen Hopkins, “Speak” by Laurie Halse Anderson, etc.


I have written, I kid you not, 667 words since the 1st of September. Pathetic or what? So I’m thinking of using NaNoWriMo to help me finish writing The Way Wars Are Won, just like I did with Kenna’s Choice. It’ll be the kick up the butt I desperately need.

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On Wednesday, I got a haircut (hadn’t gotten one in 8 months–maybe more) and at 7.30 PM, I saw “Priscilla, Queen of the Desert: The Musical.”

Having seen the movie 3 times, I was worried I wouldn’t enjoy it as much. BUT the actors and actresses were so full of energy and so fantastic that I now love it even more.

One thing you have to know to understand my favorite line is that Bernadette and Felicia–wait a minute, do you even know what it’s about? IMDB gives this sentence to summarize it: Two drag queens and a transsexual get a cabaret gig in the middle of the desert.

Anyway, Bernadette and Felicia argue. A lot. In a very funny and catty way.

My favorite line: Bernadette to Felicia in a woman’s voice: If you feel like joining us later on, FIGHT IT.

The last two words are said in a man’s voice, making it that much funnier.

They added jokes that weren’t in the movie and we see more of Shirley, but the drinking contest between Bernadette and Shirley isn’t there.

If you’re in or near London, go see it at the Palace Theater.

Clash of the Titans–1981 and 2010 versions

To be honest, I didn’t even finish watching the 1981 version–that’s how bad the special effects are.

The 2010 one was much better, but if you never watch either one, you’re not missing anything fantastic.

Right at your Door

A thriller in which a “dirty bomb” explode in downtown LA. Unfortunately for Brad, his wife Lexi was there and got infected. He seals himself in his house with Alvaro, a guy who can’t get a bus to his own house. Then Lexi appears! She didn’t die, but she’s infected. Brad can’t let her in the house if he wants to stay alive.

There’s a twist that redeems the movie a little, but overall it wasn’t that great.


Let’s not talk about it. Monday to right now: 351 words.


I finally fixed a few problems with the timeline. I know from whose POV each chapter is from chapter 20 to 51. It’s all good. Now if I only I can motivate myself to write. I’m having way too much fun plotting.

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a.k.a HELL!

Well, okay, London itself isn’t really hell, it’s more the fact that I spent about 7 hours there with my family.

We took the train at twenty to two in the afternoon and the first shop we went into was a South African one. We bought biltong there. Delicious, wonderful biltong. Last time we had any was in The Netherlands, 3 years ago!

Our first official stop was at the Natural History Museum. We had to queue for fifteen minutes just to get INTO the damn museum. Then we had a look at some of the things on display in the hall before finding out we had to queue to see the dinosaur exhibition, the big one.

Oh, and we hadn’t eaten lunch. So by the end of THAT, we were hungry and our feet were hurting.

After lunch in a Chinese place, where I found out I had the ability to use chopsticks properly, we went to Hamleys, the biggest toy shop in Europe. It was HELL for me.

Trafalgar Square: we climbed on one of the lions and our dad took a picture. I have a slight fear of heights, so that was only slightly scary.

And, the highlight of my day, Foyles. The bestest ever bookshop I’ve EVER been to. Yes, I am aware that is a bad sentence, but who cares. Not me.

Okay, so by the time we got to Foyles (it took us quite some time–got lost, arguing, sore feet), I was too exhausted to look at the books. I sat down half a minute then thought “Fuck it” and began looking at all the wonderful books!

One thing you should know about Foyles: it’s a maze. Seriously. I kinda got lost in that place. But somehow, by just wandering around, I ended up in the Fantasy section, then Paranormal Romance, then Teen Noir, so all was good.

The books I got?

  1. Thinner by Stephen King
  2. Christine by Stephen King
  3. Liar by Justine Larbalestier
  4. The Dust of 100 dogs by A.S. King
  5. The Mammoth Book of Vampire Romance (which has a short story by Rachel Vincent=reason I bought it)
  6. Beauty and The Beast by Robin McKinley
  7. The Carbon Diaries: 2017 by Saci Lloyd.

Oh, we also bought tickets for “The Adventures of Priscilla, Queen of the Desert”, the musical. We’re going to see it tomorrow night. And tomorrow around 1 pm, I’m getting a haircut.

That’s why today, Tuesday, is a relaxing day indoors.


Sunday: 261

Monday: 7

So far today: 0



So I’m writing chapter 20 and I have no idea where the characters will take me.

However, I know, more or less, what chapters 21 and 22 will be about:

  • A trial,
  • sadness, and
  • the last time we ever see characters L and J.

But who knows, things could change. Character M was SUPPOSED to be evil, and she turned out to be really kind.

I’ve also got a bit of problem with the timeline. And an idea just hit me. It’s perfect.

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Day 7: Friday: I think we stayed in. I wrote 413 words.

Day 8: Saturday: I wrote 0 words. 😦 And we stayed in. Again. I don’t mind, and it’s actually partially my fault (I go to bed too late), but my mom’s getting annoyed. Why? Because…

Day 9: Sunday: Today we were supposed to go out. I don’t think that’s gonna happen any more. It’s 1pm.


  • Harriet the Spy: Blogs Wars: Meh.
  • I rewatched The Virgin Suicides.
  • And that’s it. I need to convince my family to watch Clash of the Titans (1981 version) with me.


  • I am reading “My Soul to Save” by Rachel Vincent, even though I should finish reading “Lolita”, “The Sweet Far Thing” and “A Forest of Hands and Teeth” *is an idiot sometimes*.

I have weird dreams

As per usual, I don’t even know where to start. Something about a guy and a girl, then he can’t find the girl and it turns out he imagined her. And he shoots her in the forehead. Then she reappears, has a scar on her forehead from the bullet. She’s now real, I think.

Then there was something with slides and tunnels and water and snakes. Oddly enough, I think I’ve had that dream before.

Then I was in some shopping center and then someone was chasing a friend and me. And the friend decided to carry me on her shoulders. Eventually we lost the guy chasing us and we sat down on a couch to watch TV. In the middle of the shopping center. And we hid under a sheet when he got close to finding us.

See what I mean by weird dreams?

Word count as it is now: 40271

Word count as I want it by tonight: 40 771.

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