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Thursday, September 29, 2011

A Magazine for the Meaning of Life

There are always those kids who ask for more. Why are we here? What's our purpose? Why do we exist?

As if that weren't annoying enough, now I've stumbled upon this great online magazine, KidSpirit. It bases its articles on ideas of faith, religion, belief, and other "big" issues of life. Sounds like a good opportunity to get published online for those kids interested in taking writing to the next level. (Plus they also take artwork, puzzles, questions, and photos for those interested.)

I'm definitely going to look into this and try it out. Besides, it's a nice break from all the confusion of starting middle school again and an easy way out of long art projects. Meanwhile, join me on the forums!

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Sunday, September 25, 2011

Ants - Chapter 7

Long time no see! I've been kind of busy and I haven't had much time for posting. Excuses, I know, but they're true all the same. I'll also admit I might have been procrastinating, between the planning, studying, and art-making. But anyway, here we go!
As we all know, Annetta and the Colony seemed to be having confused feelings about their current situation. Meanwhile, Thomas's anger towards his parents is starting to reach the boiling point - the point where dire actions must be taken (as in disobedience *gasp*). Two different scenarios, but could they possibly mix? Is it possible for two incredibly different worlds to meet? Might the ants find danger where they never knew before? 
Okay, fine, I'll just let you read ahead now. 

Thomas wondered when the ants would come. After all, it had been days and still only a few black specks were seen, not far from his house. 
It seemed as if the skies were calling him. He brought out a clean pair of gloves along with a pail and a trowel and set out to his backyard. His parents wouldn't mind - they didn't care what he was doing for the time being. Besides, it was the weekend and what did he care about getting into trouble during the weekends anyhow?
Thomas narrowed his eyes as he walked along the edge of his backyard, to where the forest was separated from their property by nothing more than a small length of fencing, rickety in its eroded nature and gray with age.
There was a small crack in the fence where he spotted a hole. Sticking his fingers into the hole–and making sure his gloves covered his palm–Thomas pulled slightly and the wood came apart. He smiled in grim satisfaction as he spotted a small sign of movement. 
Thomas looked over his shoulder to make sure no one was watching and crept up to the huddle of specks, his trowel poised at eye level. The ants were found.
Annetta was greatly credited for having been the one to find the new source of food for the colony. Luckily, they were sure that they would find a new Hill soon, or at least the new Queen believed so.
“It still feels so strange,” she commented to Left, “how our new queen is our mother’s daughter. The head of the colony is always the mother, and it always has been.”
Left merrily shrugged off her comment. “Things don’t always have to be that way. I’ve heard from Leaf and some other elder ants that there is always a colony before a colony.”
“That’s absurd,” Annetta thought when she felt the ground rumble. Suddenly, there was darkness overhead. Frantically, she felt the ground, trying to get her coordinates. Around her all the ants were scattering. She looked up and gasped at the sight above her.

Monday, September 12, 2011

Back to School

Huh, huh, huh.

School's started again. Actually, it began on September 6, but I won't bore you with the details of how I spent my days (getting squashed against locker, whacked by a steel door, forced to write "cat" 100 repetitive times in Tech Ed...)
Surprisingly, I didn't act completely moronic on the first day either. Lockers worked, my gym clothes didn't start stinking (or sticking), books were pretty well-organized, yaddayaddayadda. I've been procrastinating where the art's concerned. Not expected my tutor to like that too much.

Anyway, the days are fine, though I only get 8-9 hours of sleep nowadays -_- but I assume that it should be plenty. After school clubs are kind of packed tight, unlike upper-elementary school and band meets are earlier than I expected. Other than the usual concerns, middle school's okay.

Lucky for me, I've been going to this same school for a while now, so it's nothing new to me. In fact, I can even find my way around the high school and that has two floors! (Kind of getting sick of walking in the same hallways, though, since our Chinese School is confined to the middle and half of the high school. Ugh.)
Amigurumi has been getting along a lot slower than normal and not even life, the universe, and everything can change that - to my utter sorrow. The orange cat is almost coming to the end of its wits. I'll give you a picture of how it's not going to turn out:

*Sigh* Kind of miss the academic bowl and science clubs. Tried joining fall XC and the team's pretty nice. I miss the nerdy atmosphere, though. Most of the kids there loved Ender's Game, which was always entertaining. Plus we used to spend most of our time talking about food, too. Here's one of my favorite Fuzhounese cuisines, by the way.


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