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November 21th, 2009: 9:51 P.M.

Ugh. Why am I killing myself again? I do so many freaking things for extracuricular activities, because I'm worrying about schools. WHY KILL MYSELF?

Because I'm a freak. That's why.

I still have to write two lab reports, and an essay. Grah.

BetaReqests: CLOSED.

StoriesinProgress: YES:

The Outsiders: Land of Our Dreams: OFC/Johnny POV. No romantic pairings. -prebook-

Well, children, it all started with two things: My library teacher and homeroom class.

You see, as young TNS was lost in her platinum edition copy of "The Outsiders", her wonderful library teacher comes up to her, (before I go on, it just so happens for this lucky bookworm, that her librarian actually expresses JOY and - dare I say it? - FANGIRLISM for her beloved characters.)and what do you know? On this particular homeroom morning, her library teacher came with the movie, and it was a single phrase that made the gears turn in TNS's head:

"It was great, but is it me, or does Johnny look Mexican?"

So, yeah. I guess I'm a complete basket case, but that's what inspired the idea? Thinking of a Mexican Johnnycake?(1)

(1)Actually, this is a little dumb. Johnny must have ... some sort of Hispanic ethnicity to him, right? His physical traits all point to that (The whole, "white under the tan" thing could be debated - I mean, Hispanic people TAN, right?), but everyone keeps saying different.

Gah. Anyone want to clear that up for me? You'll get ... a cookie. Or some sort of prize like that.

Updates?

Pffftt.

Yeah. I have Chapter Five and Chapter Six all done, but guess what I don't have? THE FOURTH FUCKING CHAPTER.

Oh, God, I need help. Like. Uh. NOW!

Princess Diaries: Eye of The Tiger: Rocky POV; RockyxOC. -postbook-

And WHY you may ask, did I write a fanfic for such a tweeny, pop-culture, silly girl book like this?

Because you're a fucking moron if you think that, because it's SO not. I'm serious though. I'm having more fun writing EOT then I am LOD; it's so much fun!

Updates?

Yeah, actually. Chapter Five's all done, and I have ideas for Six. Go read it now. :)

De Factz Of Moi:

My writing style hardly ever changes – long, fluffy, and analyzing every detail to the quick. Sorry.

I’ve recently gotten into calling people on this site ‘love’, ‘darling’, and ‘hon’.

Crazy Glue burns your fingers, and should have a safety label on it. (I think it already does.)

I am repeatedly embarrassed by the stupid things I do, as they usually involve falling over things, and acting completely idiotic – I prefer to think of myself as NOT some dumb teenager, but I guess that’s what I am!

I wanted to buy a poetry anthology today, but my Mom wouldn’t take the hint. -_- And yeah, I’m a stuck-up, bigoted snob because I have to whine about it.

I dislike deep people. Those who try and act all profound and wise to everyone around them, purging out name after fucking name of poets and authors, trying to act like they don’t adore these people just because society tells them to.

I tried to go star-gazing one time, but I got mosquito bites under my arms because I raised them under my head.

I’m a very peaceful person, and I oppose war and whatnot, but I hate anti-war movements that talk of all the evils of war, and then give blatant disregards to those out there already fighting – as if the soldiers are doing something evil, and not protecting their country so they don’t get fucking bombed, or killed.

My penname is ’TheNightimeSky’, not ‘TheNighttimeSky’, alright? Yes, I know the fucking name is spelt wrong. It’s not a mistake … I just forget why I did it. You can call me that, or just ‘TNS’, or even Kim if you’d like. :) You could even call me Froofroo Obediah Leemorton III, but don’t be surprised if I don’t reply.

My iPod happens to be my best friend, thank-you very much. I just happen to hate it– don’t worry, we’re getting counseling. :)

I like a lot of things from the 80’s, but as soon as I told my friends this, my “thing” got stolen by them.

I live in po-dunk U.S.A. Yup.

I have a self-inflicted illness.

I have duct-taped Converse shoes. Yay-uh.

I get up for school at 6:30 every morning.

I wrote a research paper on child abuse.

I’ve been sexually harassed before.

My hair is brown, purple and red.

Life sucks, but that’s what kinda makes it interesting, right?

I write the shortened form of ‘because’ as ‘cause’.

Teddy Pendergrass’s friend lives in my backyard.

I hate Twilight. Meaning that I’d rather disembowel myself with a spork, and let myself get eaten by vultures Prometheus style than express any form of delight over it. And no, don’t tell me I’m being fucking over-dramatic, it’s called trying to get a point across to people that Twilight is one of the most loathsome pieces of writing to plague the writing works of the fantasy genre ...

Bullet points bring me strength, as does double-spacing things not that my stuff needs it – fluff maniac. :K

In The Outsiders movie, I know that a lot of people put Tom Cruise on their hit list for that (yeah, honestly – he wasn’t … Steve material.), but I happen to like him – as an actor, that is. I know that’s very odd to say, because I’ve noticed that not many people do like him because I guess he didn’t look like a movie star in his younger days, and that his viewpoints are frowned on by most, but I enjoy a lot of his works.

I realize that you can't hate the Bee Gees. You just ... can't.

Leonardo DiCaprio, Johnny Depp, John Travolta, Rob Lowe, Jonathan Jackson, Jon Bon Jovi and Tom Felton make me happy. :)

I try to live by “it’s the message, not the messenger”, I guess.

Blah … I’m pretty much done.

~TheNightimeSky~