JOY! Cause vacation is coming! YAY!
I still have no motivation for writing any story...Since I've last posted something, I've had LOTS of new ideas...Damn the world for giving me so much ideas...
YAY! I have lots of christmas wishes...lots of 'em. Anyways, My parents are arguing about the christmas tree...they're arguing if it should be put on a small table, so it will stand out more or not...YAY! Yes, I YAY a lot...especially today...
And today, I tripped at the same time as my deskmate...are we spending too much time with each other?
CANDLES! That's what I'm getting from her(my deskmate) and my other good friend in class....
About the Sims-story...I'm too lazy to write it after all...but I can give you a sneak of what I've thought up(aka the only thing I thought up)
I sighed and sat down,glancing at the screen once before taking my book. But seeing the NEW CHARACTER message made me drop my book and turn back to the screen. I quickly clicked OK and watched as a character who looked exactly like me popped up. Her biography popped up. "Ashleen Cater, Aislinn's long lost twin sister." I read it quickly and continued playing. Right after that, Ashleen started flirting with James, which made me extremely mad. My character started fighting with her a lot. Every time she did, Ashleen would go crying to James. In the end, my character got into a fight with James and I stopped the game abruptly, but not before it could state "Ashleen is evil and has accomplished one of her goals." I wanted to groan, knowing that the next few days were going to be hell.
When the first period started, I wasn't surprised that a girl looking exactly like me was walking into the class. Except the fact that her blue eyes were twinkling in joy and she was smiling, being the exact opposite of me. James nudged me.
"Hey, she looks just like-"
"Me? No shit Sherlock."
The teacher cleared his throat and our small conversation ended. My evil twin smiled at me. "Nice to meet you, my name is Ashleen." She introduced herself and I felt like hitting my head against the desk.
There...I is not skilled and I know my flaws and I can't correct them, cause I'm an idiot....
Gingerbread,
H.
