I have another blog, this one mainly being about me and my encounters with a certain strange and chaotic force called life. (Melinda would've loved that sentence... it's not a run-on, yet it uses 100 letters and 22 words... not that I'm counting or anything...)
oh yeahh, you probably need the blog address...
http://www.pearlescentshine.blogspot.com/
soo yeahh, check it out...
p.s. Conaclova! Who does that remind you of?
Monday, September 29, 2008
Sunday, September 28, 2008
Enough anecdotes from my life. Story. Type now. Entries 5.4-5.7
Entry 5.4, day 24
Now- ugh. Lai is here. He says he needs to leave early, to meet Akira. I do not like him or Akira. I will strangle him if he does not stop singing (or attempting to sing) sprite songs. He is exceptionally bad at it, and I have never heard anyone pronounce "Njarsa" as "Najerza" before.
Anyway. I am working on an enclosed "black hole." Is time-travel possible, I wonder?
Ugh, I sound like a fantasy geek.
Goodbye.
Entry 5.5, day 25
"School" started today. So far, I have managed to perplex last year's "valedictorian," 2 teachers, and the entire class.
I have homework. Also known as self-inflicted-yet-adult-imposed torture. I have already finished it, anyway.
Okay. I thought it was impossible for one person to drone on and on and on about one single subject. Until I met Mrs. Conaclova, aka "the Volcano." Does she really think we are that stupid? ("we" being the class.) She explains every single thing we have to do in the "science" class. For example, she handed out a sheet of instructions and said, "Now let's begin by going downward on the list. Avan, can you read the list starting with the top and going downward?"
Then she proceeded to pause at least 32 times (I counted) to define every word.
There were only 7 things on the list. She clearly thinks we are the slowest natives on the planet. I don't like her.
Although I do like Mr. Corranil. He's strict, but I actually learned something in his class. He teaches social studies. We also now have something called current events. Basically we bring in something controversial to his class and debate it the entire classtime. I can't wait. I am going to be great.
Entry 5.6, day 26
First current event day tomorrow/tommorrow. I have had mine picked out for two days. Sprite's economy crisis.
Yeahh. Well, Lai's been going to school too, and apparently he's not having a good time. He is getting out of his school as rapidly as he possibly can. So that means he hanging around here, with Akira, trying for about three hours to get his homework done. He usually gets it finished (eventually) while I type these. Lai is kind of slow.
Entry 5.7, day 27
Yeah, I was right. I rule at current events. And I developed the laptop computer I was making. A perfect day, and no homework. I'm typing this from the laptop, as I have already transferred the files to it.
Great. Lai needs help with homework. I'll write later if I have time.
Huh. English is weird. Still.
Now- ugh. Lai is here. He says he needs to leave early, to meet Akira. I do not like him or Akira. I will strangle him if he does not stop singing (or attempting to sing) sprite songs. He is exceptionally bad at it, and I have never heard anyone pronounce "Njarsa" as "Najerza" before.
Anyway. I am working on an enclosed "black hole." Is time-travel possible, I wonder?
Ugh, I sound like a fantasy geek.
Goodbye.
Entry 5.5, day 25
"School" started today. So far, I have managed to perplex last year's "valedictorian," 2 teachers, and the entire class.
I have homework. Also known as self-inflicted-yet-adult-imposed torture. I have already finished it, anyway.
Okay. I thought it was impossible for one person to drone on and on and on about one single subject. Until I met Mrs. Conaclova, aka "the Volcano." Does she really think we are that stupid? ("we" being the class.) She explains every single thing we have to do in the "science" class. For example, she handed out a sheet of instructions and said, "Now let's begin by going downward on the list. Avan, can you read the list starting with the top and going downward?"
Then she proceeded to pause at least 32 times (I counted) to define every word.
There were only 7 things on the list. She clearly thinks we are the slowest natives on the planet. I don't like her.
Although I do like Mr. Corranil. He's strict, but I actually learned something in his class. He teaches social studies. We also now have something called current events. Basically we bring in something controversial to his class and debate it the entire classtime. I can't wait. I am going to be great.
Entry 5.6, day 26
First current event day tomorrow/tommorrow. I have had mine picked out for two days. Sprite's economy crisis.
Yeahh. Well, Lai's been going to school too, and apparently he's not having a good time. He is getting out of his school as rapidly as he possibly can. So that means he hanging around here, with Akira, trying for about three hours to get his homework done. He usually gets it finished (eventually) while I type these. Lai is kind of slow.
Entry 5.7, day 27
Yeah, I was right. I rule at current events. And I developed the laptop computer I was making. A perfect day, and no homework. I'm typing this from the laptop, as I have already transferred the files to it.
Great. Lai needs help with homework. I'll write later if I have time.
Huh. English is weird. Still.
Saturday, September 27, 2008
...i feel like posting... about what...
yeahh... nyhrr... I am falling asleep on the keyboard...
nyyrrrggghhhh...
i wish you were here, noah... i miss u... (and i don't care if i saw you yesterday, i want to see you now)
I love you, Noah...
-lora
nyyrrrggghhhh...
i wish you were here, noah... i miss u... (and i don't care if i saw you yesterday, i want to see you now)
I love you, Noah...
-lora
Okay....
typing all these entries is making my hands hurt. I guess I'll keep typing them (not like I have a choice, *cough* rachel *cough*) soo yeah I'll try and update later. Noah! Are you going to the surprise party today??? (plzplzplz *crosses fingers*)
ookay... that's all for now, I guess. Update/type/talk to everyone later!!
-lora
ookay... that's all for now, I guess. Update/type/talk to everyone later!!
-lora
Friday, September 26, 2008
adapting alien anarchy entries 5.2-5.3
Entry 5.2, day 20
Hrrr... I have realized that I have no driving concept as to why I create these "inventions."
I wonder why...?
I guess because I enjoy it, but to what benefit? I don't know. Confused here. That doesn't happen very often. Lai wants to go into town tomorrow/tommorrow. Meh. I don't want to.
And I can't get to sleep.
Entry 5.3, day 21
We went into town, after a "heated" debate.
Here's how it went.
"I can't believe I agreed to this," I grumbled.
"I can. It's because I pestered you to no end about it," Lai responded.
I sighed and crossed my arms. "We will stop by the gymnasts' area, right?" I asked sullenly.
"Maybe. People always stare at us when we go there."
"People stare at us anyways. How many other people do you see here walking side-by-side with a native?"
"By native you mean..."
"Sprites. Homosapiens paternus. Alaxans."
"Sshhh!! You know you're not supposed to use your home language!!" Lai hissed.
I rolled my eyes. "Huh. So??"
Lai rolls his eyes in return. "Whatever."
I growl and follow him along the street.
Later, as we come out of the bookstore, Lai is carrying approximately seven books.
"You know, you really should get your hair cut," I commented dryly as he practically fell down the steps. "It's much too long, apparently you can't see past it."
"I can too!!!" he protested.
"Then turn around," I suggested.
Lai did so and crashed into a girl passing by.
"Oh! I'm sorry!" The girl bent to help pick up his books. "Here you go."
Lai stood up. "Er- hi."
"Hi, I'm Akira. Akira Kitaura."
"Er- I'm- uh..."
"Laison, smart one," I supplied.
"Yes. Lion. Laison," he said.
"Lion. Roar," I said dully.
"So... I guess I'll see you around," Akira said, smiling.
"Uh- sure... Yeah."
"Are- you okay?" Akira asked uncertainly.
"You have merely rendered him incoherent," I explained. "It's not hard to do."
"Uh... right. I'll see you later, then. Bye!" she said, and walked off.
"Lai!" I said sharply.
Lai jumped. "What?"
"Wake up."
And then we went home.
Confused. Sort of. Not really. Don't know.
-melinda saysha
Hrrr... I have realized that I have no driving concept as to why I create these "inventions."
I wonder why...?
I guess because I enjoy it, but to what benefit? I don't know. Confused here. That doesn't happen very often. Lai wants to go into town tomorrow/tommorrow. Meh. I don't want to.
And I can't get to sleep.
Entry 5.3, day 21
We went into town, after a "heated" debate.
Here's how it went.
"I can't believe I agreed to this," I grumbled.
"I can. It's because I pestered you to no end about it," Lai responded.
I sighed and crossed my arms. "We will stop by the gymnasts' area, right?" I asked sullenly.
"Maybe. People always stare at us when we go there."
"People stare at us anyways. How many other people do you see here walking side-by-side with a native?"
"By native you mean..."
"Sprites. Homosapiens paternus. Alaxans."
"Sshhh!! You know you're not supposed to use your home language!!" Lai hissed.
I rolled my eyes. "Huh. So??"
Lai rolls his eyes in return. "Whatever."
I growl and follow him along the street.
Later, as we come out of the bookstore, Lai is carrying approximately seven books.
"You know, you really should get your hair cut," I commented dryly as he practically fell down the steps. "It's much too long, apparently you can't see past it."
"I can too!!!" he protested.
"Then turn around," I suggested.
Lai did so and crashed into a girl passing by.
"Oh! I'm sorry!" The girl bent to help pick up his books. "Here you go."
Lai stood up. "Er- hi."
"Hi, I'm Akira. Akira Kitaura."
"Er- I'm- uh..."
"Laison, smart one," I supplied.
"Yes. Lion. Laison," he said.
"Lion. Roar," I said dully.
"So... I guess I'll see you around," Akira said, smiling.
"Uh- sure... Yeah."
"Are- you okay?" Akira asked uncertainly.
"You have merely rendered him incoherent," I explained. "It's not hard to do."
"Uh... right. I'll see you later, then. Bye!" she said, and walked off.
"Lai!" I said sharply.
Lai jumped. "What?"
"Wake up."
And then we went home.
Confused. Sort of. Not really. Don't know.
-melinda saysha
Wednesday, September 24, 2008
NO ONE SUBMTTING NAMES nnnnnhhalkfsdfa;ldkflegh
err... title says it all... nhhhh
ah well. Sorry I haven't posted anything from the books yet- I've been overloaded with work. I am head of set design for the play, I have a part in the play, I have to do homework, I have to study Torah (I am reading torah on Yom Kippur) and learn the trope (music notes) to it and... I'll go on all night if I don't stop myself. Goodbye.
...that was as sudden as Melinda. I wonder...
NO. STOP TYPING. NO MORE.
mhrr... bye
ah well. Sorry I haven't posted anything from the books yet- I've been overloaded with work. I am head of set design for the play, I have a part in the play, I have to do homework, I have to study Torah (I am reading torah on Yom Kippur) and learn the trope (music notes) to it and... I'll go on all night if I don't stop myself. Goodbye.
...that was as sudden as Melinda. I wonder...
NO. STOP TYPING. NO MORE.
mhrr... bye
Tuesday, September 23, 2008
I am stuck. I need names. For a sprite. Idea=CONTEST!!!!
Name contest!!!! Think up of a cool name that a sprite would have and put it as a comment on this blog or send me an email at peach_and_rocky@yahoo.com!!!!
Tips: >Spell words backward, then create variations on the word.
>Use variations of different languages.
>Mix two or more words of human names together.
Tips: >Spell words backward, then create variations on the word.
>Use variations of different languages.
>Mix two or more words of human names together.
Monday, September 22, 2008
adapting alien anarchy entries 4.1-5.1
Melinda Saysha
Year 3025
Alaxan Galaxy, Quadrant 1
Sections 4-6 of the C37 File
Entry 4.1, day 17
I seem to be finding more and more time to write in this. Is that good? Hmm.
Alaxan "school" starts in Lehca. Right now we are in the middle of Lirpa. More human rules. I don't like them. The retest of the magnifyer/magnifier is scheduled for tommorrow/tomorrow. However you spell it. English sucks.
Entry 4.2, day 18
Computer power failure. The test yesterday was successful-however, major power drainage. Took too much power, hat to reboot the entire system. Why am I not speaking in complete sentences?...
I wish it was Lai's fault. No offense to him, but I feel like yelling at someone. Do I rag on him too much?
Entry 5.1, day 19
How would anybody reading this know what sprites look like? I don't know why I didn't write this in here earlier. You're probably thinking, little green elves or something. Try again. Let me explain.
Natives have armored skin- almost like insects. Like- have you ever seen that movie "Ironman"?? Imagine that suit a lot slimmer, like, human preteen slim, and about four feet tall. Now make the colors dark, leafy green and black. Delete the helmet, and replace it with a native's head. Big, black-green "bug eyes" and dark leaf-green skin. Females have two antennae on top if the head, and two behind the ears. Technically, natives don't have ears, but around that area. Males have four on top of the head.
Yeah, that's basically it. English has odd adjectives.
Have I mentioned how much English sucks?
-melinda saysha
Year 3025
Alaxan Galaxy, Quadrant 1
Sections 4-6 of the C37 File
Entry 4.1, day 17
I seem to be finding more and more time to write in this. Is that good? Hmm.
Alaxan "school" starts in Lehca. Right now we are in the middle of Lirpa. More human rules. I don't like them. The retest of the magnifyer/magnifier is scheduled for tommorrow/tomorrow. However you spell it. English sucks.
Entry 4.2, day 18
Computer power failure. The test yesterday was successful-however, major power drainage. Took too much power, hat to reboot the entire system. Why am I not speaking in complete sentences?...
I wish it was Lai's fault. No offense to him, but I feel like yelling at someone. Do I rag on him too much?
Entry 5.1, day 19
How would anybody reading this know what sprites look like? I don't know why I didn't write this in here earlier. You're probably thinking, little green elves or something. Try again. Let me explain.
Natives have armored skin- almost like insects. Like- have you ever seen that movie "Ironman"?? Imagine that suit a lot slimmer, like, human preteen slim, and about four feet tall. Now make the colors dark, leafy green and black. Delete the helmet, and replace it with a native's head. Big, black-green "bug eyes" and dark leaf-green skin. Females have two antennae on top if the head, and two behind the ears. Technically, natives don't have ears, but around that area. Males have four on top of the head.
Yeah, that's basically it. English has odd adjectives.
Have I mentioned how much English sucks?
-melinda saysha
Sunday, September 21, 2008
adapting alien anarchy entries 2.1-excerpt37A
Entry 2.1, Day 14
My first slioght accomplishment. Lai finally got over here, and helped me assemble the magnifier. Or is it magnifyer, with a y? Hmm. English still sucks.
Excerpt from File 27C. Power magnifyer/magnifier. Source: Computer Drive 4-6.
magnifyer/magnifier- uses regular heat-plasmode source for power. Diffuses energy through water to result in 4x as much power when remassed. Usual energy is electricity, for better conduction.
Entry 2.2, day 15
Today, Lai and I have been preparing the first experiment test of the magnifyer/magnifier. (My hands hurt from typing human words.) The test is scheduled for tomorrow- or is it tommorrow? With two m's? (English is complicated.) Ah well. Tommorrow/tomorrow at 10:00 "Eastern Time", whatever that means. Why can't we use our original time measure of 14? All this 12-hour stuff gets confusing.
Excerpt from File 34B, Year 6 Textbook
The 14-hour clock used by most Alaxans is based lightly on the ancient Alexis Emprie solar count, with 504 days total each year, with 36 days each month. Based on the circular rotation of our planet's orbit, the seasons are as follows: Erauna-Lirpa is summer, Lehca-Ittama is autumn, Alegra-Simetra is winter, and Avrena-Naxala is spring.
Entry 3.1, day 16
First experimental failure. Half my lab is blown up. There was a release of plasmodes into the area where the lithium is used. As my... dear friend Laison Smith says, "Big boom!!"
Note to self: Secure plasmodes (and Laison) before testing.
Excerpt from Video-recording Device 37A, Test 1 of the magnifyer/magnifier
"Lai. Hand me those ice cubes," Melinda says.
"The plasmodes?" Lai asks.
"Yes, Laison, what other ice cubes do you see?"
"Err- the plasmodes?"
Melinda sighs. "Just get them."
Pulling on gloves, Lai rolls his eyes and fetches the plasmodes form a freezer. He hands them to Melinda, who is stretched out under a large mass of wires.
"Ouch!" Melinda hisses. "Coundn't you have gotten me a towel too? Those cubes are as cold as dry ice!" She struggles out form under the machine.
"Well, you're the one with armored scales," Lai mutters, picking up teh ice cubes.
"Yes, our armor is thicker than yours, but it still has nerve endings!!"
"Sorry," Lai grumbles, handing her a pair of gloves. Melinda pulls them on angrily, then crawls back under the machine.
"Plasmodes," she says.
"What?"
"Give me the plasmodes, Laison!!"
"Oh. Right." Lai hands the plasmodes to Melinda. After a moment, he walks around to inspect the newly extracted plasma tanks. He tosses the red plasma tanks from hand to hand, then unscrews the cap.
"Laison!!" Melinda yells.
Lai jumps. He tosses the container onto a shelf above the machine, then runs over to Melinda. "Ready?"
"Yes. Finally." Melinda sighs and walks over to one of her computers. She types in a few commands, then presses enter. There is a revving noise that grows louder and louder. Melinda cocks her head to the side, confused. There is a noise like a gunshot, then a fizzing noise. Melinda types madly into her computer, trying to shut it down. Lai reads the screen over her shoulder.
"Too late," she growls.
"What do you-" Lai begins, then the fuel tank explodes.
"Oh. Big boom!!" Lai says.
Melinda glares at him.
End of Section 1-3
My first slioght accomplishment. Lai finally got over here, and helped me assemble the magnifier. Or is it magnifyer, with a y? Hmm. English still sucks.
Excerpt from File 27C. Power magnifyer/magnifier. Source: Computer Drive 4-6.
magnifyer/magnifier- uses regular heat-plasmode source for power. Diffuses energy through water to result in 4x as much power when remassed. Usual energy is electricity, for better conduction.
Entry 2.2, day 15
Today, Lai and I have been preparing the first experiment test of the magnifyer/magnifier. (My hands hurt from typing human words.) The test is scheduled for tomorrow- or is it tommorrow? With two m's? (English is complicated.) Ah well. Tommorrow/tomorrow at 10:00 "Eastern Time", whatever that means. Why can't we use our original time measure of 14? All this 12-hour stuff gets confusing.
Excerpt from File 34B, Year 6 Textbook
The 14-hour clock used by most Alaxans is based lightly on the ancient Alexis Emprie solar count, with 504 days total each year, with 36 days each month. Based on the circular rotation of our planet's orbit, the seasons are as follows: Erauna-Lirpa is summer, Lehca-Ittama is autumn, Alegra-Simetra is winter, and Avrena-Naxala is spring.
Entry 3.1, day 16
First experimental failure. Half my lab is blown up. There was a release of plasmodes into the area where the lithium is used. As my... dear friend Laison Smith says, "Big boom!!"
Note to self: Secure plasmodes (and Laison) before testing.
Excerpt from Video-recording Device 37A, Test 1 of the magnifyer/magnifier
"Lai. Hand me those ice cubes," Melinda says.
"The plasmodes?" Lai asks.
"Yes, Laison, what other ice cubes do you see?"
"Err- the plasmodes?"
Melinda sighs. "Just get them."
Pulling on gloves, Lai rolls his eyes and fetches the plasmodes form a freezer. He hands them to Melinda, who is stretched out under a large mass of wires.
"Ouch!" Melinda hisses. "Coundn't you have gotten me a towel too? Those cubes are as cold as dry ice!" She struggles out form under the machine.
"Well, you're the one with armored scales," Lai mutters, picking up teh ice cubes.
"Yes, our armor is thicker than yours, but it still has nerve endings!!"
"Sorry," Lai grumbles, handing her a pair of gloves. Melinda pulls them on angrily, then crawls back under the machine.
"Plasmodes," she says.
"What?"
"Give me the plasmodes, Laison!!"
"Oh. Right." Lai hands the plasmodes to Melinda. After a moment, he walks around to inspect the newly extracted plasma tanks. He tosses the red plasma tanks from hand to hand, then unscrews the cap.
"Laison!!" Melinda yells.
Lai jumps. He tosses the container onto a shelf above the machine, then runs over to Melinda. "Ready?"
"Yes. Finally." Melinda sighs and walks over to one of her computers. She types in a few commands, then presses enter. There is a revving noise that grows louder and louder. Melinda cocks her head to the side, confused. There is a noise like a gunshot, then a fizzing noise. Melinda types madly into her computer, trying to shut it down. Lai reads the screen over her shoulder.
"Too late," she growls.
"What do you-" Lai begins, then the fuel tank explodes.
"Oh. Big boom!!" Lai says.
Melinda glares at him.
End of Section 1-3
Saturday, September 20, 2008
adapting alien anarchy entries 1.1-1.4
Melinda Saysha
Year 3025
Alaxan Galaxy, Quadrant 1
Sections 1-3 of the C37 File
Entry 1.1, day 1
I do not suppose the humans would agree with this venture. As a "sprite", aka homosapiens paternus, humans already despise me. Perhaps Lai will help. Although he is human, he is nice, if somewhat slow. If his humans will not agree, then I merely shall not tell them.
Entry 1.2, day 6
An end to an unsuccessful try... power sources do not work, any research I try leads to dead ends... perhaps this is too much of a challenge.
Entry 1.3, day 10
Apparently, plasmodes (one of my own inventions; energy from frozen extracted plasma- to use, heat it up rapidly; refer to file 97B) do not work as power sources for energy remodels, or colliders. I have a green mark on the left side of my face to show for it. However, human "lithium" batteries seem to work just fine. "Lithium" is extremely hard to pronounce with tri-fold vocal cords.
Entry 1.4, day 11
More failures. Lai still needs to get my text message, and get over here. Sigh.
Something is bothering me. In case future inhabitants might be reading this, I might as well explain things.
Approximately 1,000 years ago, homo sapiens sapiens, aka "humans" built a super-collider called the Hadron. Long story short, experiment went wrong, earth now non-inhabitable, etc... etc... and the energy blast registered on one of our space probes, hundreds of light-years away. The humans took refuge on our planet. Now they have basically taken over, making "laws" and apparently "sprites", their nickname for us natives, have to follow them. Our economy, ever since the humans came, is about to collapse into a war over energy. "Sprites" are actually putting prices on energy!! I'm getting tired of typing human names. Let's try Alaxans. Humans better not be reading this. I'm risking innocence by using native language.
English sucks.
Yours truly, Melinda Saysha
Year 3025
Alaxan Galaxy, Quadrant 1
Sections 1-3 of the C37 File
Entry 1.1, day 1
I do not suppose the humans would agree with this venture. As a "sprite", aka homosapiens paternus, humans already despise me. Perhaps Lai will help. Although he is human, he is nice, if somewhat slow. If his humans will not agree, then I merely shall not tell them.
Entry 1.2, day 6
An end to an unsuccessful try... power sources do not work, any research I try leads to dead ends... perhaps this is too much of a challenge.
Entry 1.3, day 10
Apparently, plasmodes (one of my own inventions; energy from frozen extracted plasma- to use, heat it up rapidly; refer to file 97B) do not work as power sources for energy remodels, or colliders. I have a green mark on the left side of my face to show for it. However, human "lithium" batteries seem to work just fine. "Lithium" is extremely hard to pronounce with tri-fold vocal cords.
Entry 1.4, day 11
More failures. Lai still needs to get my text message, and get over here. Sigh.
Something is bothering me. In case future inhabitants might be reading this, I might as well explain things.
Approximately 1,000 years ago, homo sapiens sapiens, aka "humans" built a super-collider called the Hadron. Long story short, experiment went wrong, earth now non-inhabitable, etc... etc... and the energy blast registered on one of our space probes, hundreds of light-years away. The humans took refuge on our planet. Now they have basically taken over, making "laws" and apparently "sprites", their nickname for us natives, have to follow them. Our economy, ever since the humans came, is about to collapse into a war over energy. "Sprites" are actually putting prices on energy!! I'm getting tired of typing human names. Let's try Alaxans. Humans better not be reading this. I'm risking innocence by using native language.
English sucks.
Yours truly, Melinda Saysha
Friday, September 19, 2008
1st post, and the introduction of adapting alien anarchy...
Well, I have decided to start a blog, about the stories I write, and ideas I have, etc... etc... along with some other stuff. Well, basically adapting alien anarchy is a sci-fi book I am in the process of writing. I will put entries on my blog and please give feedback!! If you don't understand anything please say so, I need to know so I can edit. Thx!!
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