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Sunday, December 6, 2009

I am sad

Alas my friends, I have not written, but now is not the time. Finals are upon us all!

Thursday, October 29, 2009

NaNoWriMo

I am excited! NaNoWriMo is going to start in three days.



Thursday, October 22, 2009


I'M EXCITED FOR NaNoWriMo!

Saturday, September 5, 2009

Science stuff

Science is not simply a body of facts. Science is not simply technology. Science is not simply the scientific method. Perhaps more than anything, science is a way of thinking about the world. It is a way of relating to nature. It is a search for for the relationships that make our world what it is. It is a belief that nature is not capricious but instead operates by consistent, explicable, inviolate rules. It is a collection of ideas about how the univers works, coupled with an acceptance of hte fact that what is known today may be superseded tomorrow. THe scientist's faith is that there is an order in the universe and that the human mind is capable of grasping the essence of the rules underlying that order-or at least of inventing ever better approximations to those rules. The scientist's creed is the nature, through observation and experiment, is the final arbiter of the only thing worthy of the term objective truth. Science is an exquisite blend of aesthetics and practicality. And in the final analysis, science has found such a central place in our civilization because science works.

Sunday, August 9, 2009

What if...

What if that rock had hit a boulder
and that boulder crumbled
and then the pieces of the boulder caused another boulder to crumble
and then it caused a huge avalanche and totally buried konohana!

What if...

My hand hurts!
What if I get RSI and it affects my sword fighting
and I get wounded in battle
and I die!

A new paragraph for my new book

Someone once asked me how I live so differently from the way I was taught by my parents.

I answered.

There is no single way to live.

I was not raised by one set of parents alone. I was raised by many people. I was raised by experiences. I've lived through my rebellious years. I've lived through my gothic years. I've lived through my "live free" years. I've lived through my religious years. I've lived through bullies. I've lived through loneliness. I've lived through school. I've lived through work. I've lived through poor heath. Each phase of my life someone was there, whether I knew it or not. Someone I connected with, someone I never will, and some I didn't even notice until it was too late. I have learned that friends can be the worse kind of enemy. I have learned that enemies can save you. I have cried for others. I have made others cry. I have had my heart broken. I have broken hearts. I have no regrets. Regrets serve no purpose. The only true thing you walk away with is experience. Experience: a lesson. If you were paying attention you will learn and sometimes even if you learn you will not change. Your past is what makes you who you are today. Never believe that you are less than you are, you too will change someone; whether you know it or not. We are each composed of the people we meet and each person will gain something different for the same experience. No one is the same. There is no single way to live.

Ok
Checking out cool new edits
what do you think?

Tuesday, August 4, 2009

Have you ever felt like this?

Have you ever felt like this http://steve.files.wordpress.com/2006/06/hair-on-fire.jpg ? when life gets you down don't burst into flame and burn into ash! Be cheerful! What ever you do DON'T say it will get worse. You know what happens to those people.

I had a dream...

I had a dream and in that dream I...yes, yes we all know you saw it coming...was a vampire! I am a vampire with pyrokinetic abilities! That's right I manipulate fire with my mind! HA! told you I was cool! Ya...that's really all I remember...it was awesome though!

Saturday, August 1, 2009

null Playlist by Camille on MySpace Music - Play Playlist Songs & Download Tracks

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Saturday, July 25, 2009

Chaos. Confusion. Lazyness. Unimaginative. Lost.

I have not written. I have not shared. I have not opened my heart to the written world in some time. There has been no creativity flowing to my fingers. My heart weighs heavily. There is no color. I cry.




Wednesday, July 8, 2009

Visit my chocopet here!




Tuesday, July 7, 2009

Random thought-taxi

So I was thinking the other day...if you were in a taxi and the taxi driver gets pulled over does that mean you get a free ride?

Saturday, July 4, 2009

Where is Love

Where is Love

Love...
Can you hear it
Can you see it
Can you feel it
because it is there
it is everywhere
God loves you
for you are his child
and his love fills the air around you

Dear Washington Forest...

Dear Washington Forest,

I wish I could tell you
how wonderful you are,
from the deepness of the dark green all around,
to the crunch of the leaves
on the littered ground.
The wind as it rustles the trees above,
the sounds of the birds as they sing a song.
The trickle of the stream nearby
and of plop and splash
of raindrops as they fall from the sky.
In all of this there is a peace to be found;
no polluted air, no noisy sounds,
no noise of cars or the beep-beeps of the horns that sound
as the curses and swears follow the sound.
No worries to be found, no enemies either;
no mothers, fathers, sisters, or brothers to be found.
No homework, teachers, or school...
No worries at all, no people to care for;
it's just you, me and the peaceful completeness you bring.
Time itself has completely stopped
as my clothes are plastered to my body and the rain doesn't stop.
I can't feel my body anymore as the cold sets in,
but who cares anymore? Times like these don't come very often
when I go back in the city and I wish I could escape
I'll think of you and remember the day of peace and quiet you bring
it might never come again, but I'll always remember
that there was silence and peace one summer day.

Valiant

Valentine always loved to walk

Along the valley floor of the mountain when a

Legion of men in armor came riding up glistening in the sun.

Ignoring them at first, she tried to go unnoticed, but was soon discovered.

Angrily they grabbed her and imprisoned her. She pleaded innocence.

Never the less they beat and hurt her for she was a women of the foe.

T his is the end she prayed it will be over soon but the last words I leave are to curse you.

Memories


A couple sat down to a bowl
of white, fluffy, irregular shaped,
greasy, crunchy, buttered, kernels.
As they ate, reflections of their love
the adventures of dating,
came to their minds. The first bite
brought the first memory
of the movie they shared,
as the movie ended,
the memories faded, along with the popcorn.
The lights are turned off,
the memories have faded, the popcorn is gone,
and the movie is over until next weekend
when the work is finished and a new movie
is chosen and the bowl of popcorn is refilled.

Saturday, June 20, 2009

Future planning.

I'm planning my future. It's painful. Why is planning the future painful? Why must I even plan? GAH! I HATE THIS!

Monday, June 15, 2009

Digitus impudicus!

Digitus impudicus AKA impudent finger AKA the bird. Who decides? Honestly the middle finger? How is this supposed to be an insult. Too many results. Can you come up with a better, more made up version? Those are usually better. http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Finger_(gesture)

Sunday, June 14, 2009

Oscar Wilde quote

"Always love your enemies - nothing annoys them so much." Oscar Wilde

Tuesday, June 9, 2009

If you could talk to some of the important dead people what would you say?

  • John Wayne
  • I'm not sure if I would really ask him anything, but I wonder if his real personality was really similarly charisma as his character in his acting.
  • Edgar Allen Poe
  • I don't know why I like his work, but I'd just like to meet the man who did such work. I'd like to find out if what they write about him and his past is true too.
  • Fyodor Dostoyevsky
  • I'd like to know what made him write the book Crime and Punishment. It was painful reading it, but in the end I liked it and it's actually been helpful for writing.
  • Ben franklin
  • I just want to meet the brilliant man

Sunday, June 7, 2009

Exicution of the PALN!

Hello my fellow...people, with a couple of exceptions. Let me tell you a story. There was once a little girl with a dream. That dream was to...be something. That little girls dream...is trying to come true, but there are those who want to take that dream away. But what are the last two letters in the name Camille, le which is completely meaningless, but none the less you ask me if I have a plan, well of course I have a plan! I have a PALN plan! If they come deny everything! Just act dumb!

Friday, June 5, 2009

Continueing cake adventures

*blurp* My search for the perfect piect of cake was a failure, but no matter I shall continue to search the universe. Since my first adventure took me to space my next search in the universe was the great planet of dihydrogen monoxide (for stupid people such as myself it was the planet of water.) I floated through the world of water a schoool of fish floated by. *blurp* "Hey waz up kids" *blurpity blurp blurp blurp birp* I saw a crab "mine mine mine mine" they don't like to share. I swam through...you don't actually need oxygen on planet dihydrogen monoxide...don't ask me why, it's cool though. So I was in search of my fluffy frosted cake...on a planet of water...go figure...it doesn't make sense, but whatever. As I swam through the planet I saw...jelly beans are gone...*evil giggle* my blurps where now a rainbow of color *grin* I glurbled through planet dihydrogen monoxide. I searched everywhere...ohhh something shinny! FOCUS! Oh right, right. Fluffy frosted cake. Ok...this is a world under water...THERE IS NOT GOING TO BE CAKE HERE! Oh well I got to eat jelly beans with a rainbow of flavor.

Search for the perfect fluffy frosted cake.

I have roamed the world in search for that perfect piece of cake. Yes I searched for several years for that piece of cake. My search has led me to the far reaches of the universe only to be redirected by Pluto. I wondered across to the other side of the galaxy in search of my piece of cake and wondered if Pluto was still sour about being demoted and was just sending me on a wild goose chase because I happen to be human (at least that's what Pluto thought.) As I continued on my search for that perfect piece of cake with lovely fluffy frosting, I dreamed of chocolate and sexy men. I floated through the eternal space and saw a dove eternally circling the earth and every hundred thousand years the tip of its wing would graze the earth. It would take eternity for that wing to wear away the earth...I contemplated the super cool awesomeness of my ability to have cool deep meaning and then laughed at myself. I continued floating looking for that perfect piece of cake with lovely fluffy frosting, when I came across...a stapler. What? Why a stapler? The stapler spoke. Yes the stapler spoke. "What hast though journeyed here for?" "Cake with lovely fluffy frosting." "That sounds good." "Do you know where I can find it?" "Why of coarse!" " You will find it...Find it WHERE?" The stapler didn't move. That's when I suddenly realized...it was out of staples. Great! Now what was I supposed to do? I needed more staples to find out where my lovely fluffy frosted cake was. Where was I supposed to get staples in the middle of the galaxy? I floated on in search of staples to find my lovely fluffy frosted cake. I floated flying past the milky ring of chocolate and cookies. Yes, I stopped and ate until I could hardly move, but then I moved on. I passed the unseen sword said to be so sharp it would slice your finger just by looking at it...OW THAT HURT! I continued on I passed the flying chip of the holy android. COOL! The moons of dust remover. Whatever. THERE! It was here all along! My science paper that was split into a million pieces floating in mid air. What was it doing here? I had to copy Rachel's after throwing it away...wait...what was that? AHHH THAT'S THE SOCK I LOST! This must be the place where all lost or unwanted things go...wait...I'VE BEEN LOOKING FOR THAT I WANT IT BACK THIEF! Then...I spotted it...staples...YATA! I raced across the galaxy back to the stapler. I was excited everything was intense. I filled the stapler. "Find it WHERE?" "You shall find your lovely fluffy frosted cake in the land of lost and unwanted things." Stupid stapler. "I heard that." "I didn't say anything." "You were thinking it." Why on earth would cake be in UNWANTED or LOST things? Everyone loves cake, therefore it's not unwanted and as long as someone wants it then it can't possibly be lost! On top of that, that's where I found more staples for you!" "Fine! Don't take my word for it." Next time I'm going to settle for water. I flew back to earth to my cute bed that called my name from my long journey. I shall return another night. Join me on my next adventure.

Thursday, June 4, 2009

Exclamation

Why "Exclamation"? It's far more energetic than a question mark. What would I do with a period? Yes all women get them and they end a sentence, but they really don't care about life except the rules. Commas make run on sentences and run on dry lives. Semicolins...they're ignored...apparently by me too, sad, but unavoidable. Basically anything after that is truly unimportant for titles. Exclamation point, it means "ROCK ON! LIVE LIFE! KEEP GOING! YOU GOT THAT! WHAT UP!" take it from there. Really what more can I say? No don't answer that!

Lines

I've always wanted to say a line. You know like in those movies; "no...this was...murder!" Alas no music setting has helped realize the line to be. I miss it. I blame my sudden desires to see shinny objects. hmm....shinny!

I wish I had a vampire to fall in love with. *purrr*

what are your weekly colors.

Have you ever thought that maybe everyday of the week has a color? I would think that Monday is Yellow, Tuesday is green, Wednesday is orange, Thursday is lavender, Friday is blue, Saturday is silver, and Sunday is purple. That's what I think. What about the rest of the world is there color for the day of the week? Then again my favorite number is 13.

Life is bad, life is great, life is...life.

Why is it when men are sick they act like giant babies and when woman are sick all they want is for the entire world to disappear?

I was sick for a week. My father was trying to be helpful and loving and all I wanted was for him to go away.

*sigh*

I'm better now. So life is fine.