Author has written 1 story for My Candy Love.
Well, I love to write. It takes me forever, but I'd like to think I'm good at it. I love anime, though I don't know much about it, I love to read, I suck at art but I really like to do it, and I want to learn to speak German and Japanese. Such are the dreams and aspirations of Daphnae. And that's pronounced Dafnee just like the character from Scooby-Doo :) I am in tenth grade and I plan on being a doctor for a humanitarian organisation called Kidship International. Google it. YOu'll be amazed. And it just so happens that the founder is my adopted mother and I get to spend every summer working at her camp. I'm afraid I'll just have to gloat, sorry :) I have a strange new found obsession with nineteenth century clothing, and I spend way too much time on the phone. That's about it.
Here's to those random moments when...
You and your friend break out into song in a public area
You pretend that you're Russian (complete with accent)
You argue with yourself over whether or not you should move
You find the dirty joke in the most innocent of comments
You realize that you're the weirdest person you'll ever meet
You start laughing in dead silence over something that happened yesterday
You and your best friend communicate through facial expressions from across the room
You realize that you're secretly dating an anime character in your head
You pretend that you're Scottish (complete with accent)
You look up from writing and realize that your family has filed a missing person's case
You notice that you're talking to yourself
You realize that without the little voice in your head, you wouldn't be able to read this
You accidentally walk into a wall because you're talking to someone and not paying attention
You look around to see if anyone is watching and then dance like a seizure prone asthmatic kid to your favorite song
You wonder what the earth would be like if plants were blue, the sky was green, and the oceans were yellow
You decide that you absolutely hate and detest the one stupid girl that always turns everything back to herself
You realize that the song you've been singing for three weeks is out of a Disney movie
You wonder why your backpack is so heavy then unzip it and find eight books, Galileo's first telescope, your computer, that Algebra homework from two weeks ago, a treasure map and the Holy Grail
You notice that you're the only one in the theater that's laughing while some important character dies
You mock the teacher behind their back
You make dirty jokes out of everything your best friend says (especially when he's a guy)
You pretend to be British (complete with accent)
You go digging through two giant trash bags full of potatoes, ketchup, hamburger meat, onions, and carrots to look for a camper's retainer. Twice.
You find yourself singing the most random songs
You dance with joy at being rewarded with your scuba certification
You finally feel free because you have a license
You trip over air
You buy an nineteenth century looking outfit, because you can
You drop your book in the bathtub while you're trying to take a bubble bath
You feel euphoric while posting the last chapter of a story
You're happier when it's raining
You borrow a bobbed wig from your Grandmother and scare your parents by telling them she insisted you needed a haircut
You scare all your friends the next day at school with self same wig
You run to the bed as soon as you turn off the lights so the evil monsters can't get you
You find yourself watching Blue's Clues even through your three year old nephew has already gone home
You realize you act like you're seven years old- all the time
You have sticky notes posted all over the background of your laptop
Your stomach decides to teach the class the mating call of a blue wale-- in the middle of finals
You're happy with being just the way you are
YOU KNOW YOU'RE AN AUTHOR IF...
You talk to yourself a lot. (A lot meaning all the time...)
You talk to yourself about talking to yourself. (e.g. 'Why do I constantly ask my self random things?')
When you talk to yourself you often talk to yourself like you're talking to someone else. (e.g. 'Have you ever noticed that deliver could mean someone's liver?')
After uttering a profound piece of wisdom like that above, you stare at the cookie in your hand with awe and say, "Wow,this stuff is great for sugar highs...'
You live off of sugar and caffeine (the two greatest things ever discovered!)
You'll check your e-mail every day of the week and then disappear off the face of the earth.
You're e-mails tend to be pages long and incredibly random.
When replying to an e-mail, you'll never actually address the point of it.
No matter where you are in a room you never have to get up to find a pen/pencil and paper.
The letters on your keyboard are wearing off.
Your friends and family think that you have carpal tunnel syndrome.
People think you have A.D.D.
You think it'd be cool to have A.D.D.
You constantly start talking in third person, present or past tense.
You start thinking about making lists like this and start giggling for no "apparent" reason
Your friends stopped looking at you funny for no apparent reason a loooooong time ago.
And FINALLY, the one way to tell if you're a good writer: You failed English Classes.
HERE BE THE FAVORITES!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Favorite Movies:The Phantom of the Opera (Gerard Butler version) and Pride and Prejudice (Keira Knightly version) and V for Vendetta
Favorite Songs: World So Cold by 12 Stones, anything by Breaking Benjamin, Skillet, Falling in Reverse, Sleeping with Sirens, Bullet for My Valentine, Ghost Town, and last but not least Pierce the Veil
Favorite Color: BLUE!!!!!!
Favorite Subject in School: Science
Favorite Animal: Dragon. If not the most amazing mythological beast of all time, then a cat will do just fine.
Favorite Game: Super Mario 64-- on the original 64
Favorite Thing to Collect: Cards
Favorite Book: Don't go there honey. Don't even make me choose. I don't remember all the books I've read, so how can I pick a favorite?!
Favorite Season: Winter!! I hate being cold, don't get me wrong, but I love that it's almost always dark during winter. As a night owl, I work best in the dark. So when it's dark for more than twelve hours a day, it kinda perks me up a bi.
Favorite Weather: Overcast/thunderheads. I love clouds, rain, darkness that clouds bring, thunder, lightning, the whole works
Favorite Flower: Cornflower. It sounds strange I know, but look it up and you'll see why.
Favorite Country I've Visited: I hate to choose so I'll name off a couple that I liked a lot. Germany, Austria, Russia, Italy, Estonia, and Ireland.
Favorite Star: Sirus
Favorite Planet: Pluto is still a planet, I don't care what NASA says!!
Favorite Constellation: Andromeda
Favorite Galaxy: IC 342
Favorite Nebula: Helix Nebula
!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!All the Things I Hate!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Weather: Sunshine. I hate it. I'm pale as death so the sun doesn't suit me. It's too happy all the time. Blech.
Music: Rap. I hate it. "Oh look I can talk really fast and there's some guy behind me spitting into a microphone calling it a beat. Woo-hoo." Sorry to all those who are rapper fans, but I can't stand the stuff
Books: Anything with main character death. I hate it. Or if it's a western. I hate those too. And poetry. More often than not, I hate that most.
Movies: No westerns. I hate it. Blech.
Subject in School: Math/Algebra. I hate it. I like Geometry and Calculus though. Those are good. But not Algebra. I hate it.
Places: France. I hate it. Rude peoples everywhere (no offense to you lovely French people that like me and are lovely and nice.)
Animal: Iguana. I hate it. If you think it's weird, look them up. If you've ever been to Mexico, you'd understand. They're creepy little creeps.
Colors: Pink and red. I hate it. I just do. It might be because I look horrible in warm colors.