Hey, guys! Guess what? I started Chemistry this semester and there's a good chance I might not finish this story because it could KILL ME…unless my teacher beats it to it. He is so serious and strict that I'm too scared to do anything while I'm in classroom for fear he might give me detention or something horrid. Thursday was my first day in his class and I have already taken a quiz on Chapter 1, been assigned a paper due by Tuesday about five different careers involving chemistry, given a list of 80 ions to memorize, and I'm having a quiz on 92 of the elements on the periodic table and another quiz on Chapter 1 on Monday.
Excuse my venting, I'm just a little stressed.
Promise me you'll never take chemistry. Don't do that to yourselves! It'll only kill you! Unless you like science, then go for it. Other than that, promise me you won't if you have the option like I did!
Reviewers that'll hopefully take my mind off of my life:
KlausBaudelaireTheBookworm – xD Aww thank you! I'm glad you liked it! My funny bone is wearing out, mine likes to bang on stuff too and it makes my arm laugh uncontrollably until there's no oxygen in it. Wow, I just made it sound like I have a serious problem. O.o Anywho…thank you again! :)
Aphroditegirl700 – What? No! Curse Hermes! I swear to Zeus my chemistry teacher is his son, too! Why must he hate us? Dx On a happier note…thank yiu! I'm glad the chapter was too your liking. :)
Dancingchocolatesmudge – Oh goodness I hate it when an animal dies in movies! I didn't cry when Hedwig or Dobby died, either. Actually, the only time I can recall crying during a Harry Potter movie is when Sirius died and Harry was screaming (I swear you can still hear it even if it's muted). Harry Potter just has such a large impact on my emotions I don't know how to respond. :p Oh my gosh I love Aladdin and Beauty and the Beast! I've got reprises from those movies stuck in my head all the time! I watched the Hunchback of Notre Dame the other day and it was so dark. O.o It was so cool! Aww, well I hope you can get your stuff back. :P Happy Holidays to you, too. :)
Luna Baudelaire – xD I know how you feel. Please warn me should your need to freak out grow….Seriously, you can quote it? You've seen it that much? :) Aw, I'm sorry. :( Hey, next time I go to Disney I'll sneak you in with me! And I'll make sure you're not sick so that you can have fun. X)
Pottergirl1 – xD I know right? The only reason why I'll watch Spiderman again is because of him. *sigh* The heck? Klaus is being a jerk! Either punch him in the throat or send him to my house so I can punch him in the throat! That would be so much fun…Good luck! :)
CaffeinatedKitty - *spazzes everywhere* You have three?! *wipes tear from eye* I'm so proud! I got one of his albums from Amazon and the seller was a public library and the album was not in good condition and it was yellowed and stuff. My first reaction: How dare they treat an Owl City cd this way! Yeah, I fail, but if I made you laugh I succeeded at something! :)
book lover – Aww thank you I'm glad you still like it! Romeo and Juliet — maybe not; I'm not getting any inspiration there. But the love triangle—that's a possibility. I was actually thinking about that but the details aren't totally worked out yet. If it does pull through it'll show up pretty soon. :)
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FreezingSapphire – Yes, it is a great movie! I love it! You were close, but we actually watched The Lorax before I started typing. :) We went to watch Anastasia. I fear I may have gotten him addicted to it…I was a radio host? *goes on spiritual journey to learn more about soul*Thanks, glad you liked the chapter! :)
Nutellaa – xD That's alright, I don't have much of a life either. I was on fanfiction when midnight came around. :) Yeah, that's probably the funniest part in Let It Grow. That's also, like, my new favorite song! Thanks, I'm glad you liked the chapter! :)
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smoreo1235 – Woah, that's weird! Haha, that's the part my brother sings all the time and sounds really weird because he's a nine year old boy… It's the most adorable part in the song I love it! :D What is NERDOM? Well in Pottermore, I'm a Hufflepuff so we'll say that and my godly parent is Aphrodite because I just love love. Like, for real, I think I may be in love with love itself. I wish people would let me set them up! *glares at best friend* Camp Half Blood, definitely. I swear, Lupa would probably eat me if I was Roman. Yeah, sign me up for the Greeks! What about you? :)
Over 400 reviews guys! Well, like, two over…but still! This is, like, a really big milestone for me here…like, I can't even…
Thank you for making my day on multiple occasions! I don't even know how to thank you in a big enough way for sticking around. It's not helping I'm drop dead exhausted…so, in a few words, I am extremely grateful! :)
Disclaimer: How many of these have I skipped? Oh well I hope you know without me telling you that I don't own ASOUE. Or the band Red Jumpsuit Apparatus.
The Isadora Diaries:
My Morning:
Friday, March 23rd
So I woke up this morning, freezing nonetheless, and I found out something very intriguing. When I stepped out of the dark abyss that is my bedroom and into the seemingly black hallway, I immediately felt warm air.
Wait a second, I thought to myself. Something's not right.
I took a step back to where I was standing just outside the threshold to my bedroom. I could feel the cold air coming out of my room. I stepped into my room and I immediately became ten times colder.
To investigate more on the subject, I visited Duncan's room to see if it was as cold as mine.
Normally, I would've stopped to make fun of Duncan's position on his bed (he was lying sideways across the bed) and how he snored (like a monster from my nightmares), but I was too busy focusing on how warm his room was.
Was the rest of the house like this?
Was I the only one freezing my face off every day?
Was my room the coldest in the house?
Then I got scared.
Ghost hunter people always say that when there is a ghost present, the atmosphere gets colder. I don't really believe, but it all made sense! My room was practically an iceberg and the ghost (if there was one) must've been haunting me because I was a walking snowman half of the time.
"Duncan!" I exclaimed, jumping on his bed.
Duncan jumped up, now awake. He looked at me a little annoyed. "Isadora! I was having a perfectly good time dreaming about—" he stopped himself abruptly. "Never mind. What do you want?"
"I think my room is haunted, Duncan!" said with fear evident in my voice.
Duncan groaned and rubbed his eyes. "Isadora. There are absolutely, absolutely, no such things as –" he stopped and started staring at something behind me. I turned around and standing on the threshold to the bedroom was a white hooded figure standing in the doorway.
"Ghost!" Duncan screamed like a girl and jumped behind his bed.
"What? Where?" the figure asked with a voice I recognized too well.
"Quigley?" I asked.
"Yeah," he said. "Who'd you think it was?"
Duncan popped up from the floor. "We thought you were a ghost!"
"He thought," I corrected.
"How…?" Quigley's voice trailed off.
"Because you look like one in the dark!" Duncan answered.
Quigley sighed and flipped the light switch. "Try turning the light on next time." Quigley had his whte bed sheets wrapped around him with part of it on his head like a hood. After turning the switch on he took the sheet off of his head and brought to his neck so it looked more like a cape. His hair was a black mess and I could tell he just got out of bed.
"You look like you just got out of bed," I said. "What are you doing here?"
"I did just get up, " he said. "I came to get Duncan to make me some breakfast."
"Why me?" Duncan whined.
"Because you make the best pancakes ever!" Quigley said matter-of-factly.
"Hey," said my father who appeared behind Quigley in the hallway. "Keep quiet; your mother is trying to sleep. Come downstairs , I'll make you breakfast."
So as our dad led us downstairs, Duncan and I grabbed the bottom corners of Quigley's bed sheet that were dragging on the floor and we made the sheet flap in the air. It made Quigley look like a king! A really young, messed up looking king…
"Or a really sleepy messed up bride. Don't brides have long trains like these?" Duncan added after I mentioned Quigley looked like he had a king's cape.
"Yeah, you're right!" I confirmed. "Hey, Quigs, you're a really sleepy messed up bride!"
Quigley threw his head back and began to sing lazily, "Going to the chapel and we're gonna get ma-a-aried! Hey, Iz, who am I marrying?"
"Um, hold on," I said and quickly ran upstairs to my room, grabbed my teddy bear Bea gave me last Valentine's Day and ran back downstairs to the kitchen with it. I found Duncan still playing with Quigley's train and Quigley was princess waving at the furniture. My dad was just making breakfast. He's learned to ignore our stupidity.
"Here's your bride, Quigley!" I smiled, holding out my teddy bear to him.
"I'm the bride!" Quigley corrected me loudly.
"I mean, you're groom!"
Quigley hugged my teddy bear. "Teddy bear!" He shoved the teddy bear at Duncan. "Marry us!"
"But then it wouldn't be legal," Duncan pointed out. "It has to be done by a judge. Snicket said so in The Bad Beginning."
I narrowed my eyes at our dad. "Dad's a lawyer. That has to count for something."
"Dad!" Quigley exclaimed, running to him.
"Hush!" Dad yelled. "Didn't I tell you to keep quiet?"
"Sorry," Quigley whispered. Then he continued in his normal tone. "Hey, Dad, can you marry me and this teddy bear?" he held out my teddy bear to Dad.
Dad frowned. "There's something wrong with this picture Quigley."
"Teddy bear!" Quigley exclaimed happily shoving he bear in our dad's face.
My dad calmly pushed the bear away. "Quigley, this is not the correct way to express your emotions after a break up."
"What? Violet and I didn't break up! This as Violet as a teddy bear."
My dad sighed. "I now pronounce you husband and wife. Quigley, you may now kiss you r bride."
"I'm the bride," Quigley said through gritted teeth.
"Well excuse me, Princess," my dad mocked and went back to cooking breakfast while humming Michael Jackson songs, but not before mumbling, "Teenagers and their puberty."
A few minutes later my mother came downstairs to find us all sitting at the counter eating breakfast. As my dad got up to make her a plate of eggs and pancakes and my mother began to pour herself a glass of milk, I decided to give her a heads up on something. "Hey, Mother, Klaus and I are going to watch The Avengers at his house today. Are you alright with that?"
My mother almost dropped her glass. "You're going to watch a movie with Klaus? Alone? By yourselves?"
I opened my mouth to answer, but my mother cut me off. "I knew you two loved each other!"
My dad smirked at me. "She's already planning your wedding."
I didn't believe him until after I heard what my mother said. "Alright, how about this. The theme colors are pink and yellow!"
My dad made a face. "Pink and yellow? It'll look like a little six year old girl threw up all over the place. Pick something else."
A ponderous look crossed my mother's face. "Pink and black?" I mother looked at me for my opinion. I didn't really answer her because I was staring at her in horror. The way she was talking about this sounded as if she'd been thinking about this before!
"You're right," my mother agreed with my silence. "It'll look more like a funeral than a wedding. Wait a second—" she looked at my father with excitement. "White and red."
Duncan's eyes grew wide. "We could have the band Red Moons perform!"
My dad shook his head. "We are not letting any of your crazy rock bands perform at your sister's wedding."
"What about Red Jumpsuit Apparatus?" Quigley asked.
"What about my opinion?" I butted in. I swear, no one in my house cares what I have to say about anything.
"Well, you like the colors red and white don't you?" my mother asked.
"Yeah, but all I wanted to know was if I could watch a movie with Klaus this afternoon, not if I could marry him."
"How about the theme 'A Night in Paris'?" my mother asked, completely ignoring me.
I groaned.
"That was our wedding theme," my dad frowned.
Mother crossed her arms. "Well, the theme isn't going to be 'A Night in America' if that's what you want. Goodness knows what kind of hoodlums would show up looking for casinos and fast food restaurants!"
"Have fun in Paris, then," my father saluted me before leaving us to get ready for work.
I sighed. "Mother, please just say yes to Klaus and I watching a movie later and you can plan the wedding to your heart's content later."
"You can go," my mother said. "But if you're going to be watching a movie with him at his house, I want someone to be with you two. Oh, and you need to be home before six. Your cousins Marie and Noah will be staying with us for a week and they're coming today."
"What?" my brothers and I yelled in unison. Marie and Noah are our least favorite cousins. Marie is a year older than I am and she is such a brat. I prefer Kaley and Haley over her. Noah is ten year old tornado. If he doesn't get what he wants, he throws a huge tantrum until he gets it. Even if he gets what he wants, he still runs around complaining. And he breaks things for fun.
I can't stand them.
"You're Aunt Josie was picked out 300 people to represent the company she works for here in a very important meeting. So she'll be staying here with Marie and Noah while she's needed here. I know the last time the three of you were with Marie and Noah, it didn't go so well. But it has been a while since then so, please, try to get along."
My morning was officially ruined. A week with Marie and Noah? Oh, yeah. This should be fun.
Not.
This is what came out of me after being terribly lonely and terribly bored in school the other day. It was going to be longer but what I wanted to add wouldn't fit to right in this chapter so I'll be putting it in a later one. Sorry for any errors, I'm too sleepy to go over it.
By the way, Red Moons isn't a real band, but Red Jumpsuit Apparatus is.
Hey, if you like the song Call Me Maybe, check out the cover by Dave Days, Alex Goot, and Chad Sugg. It's addicting. :D
"On crystal sand we sleep hand in hand while soothing words hover like hummingbirds…"
~ Early Birdie by Owl City
You know that cute little music weird sound thing that plays when you turn an Apple laptop on? It always reminds me of that song Early Birdie so I start playing the music on the keyboard and I start singing that part, and only that part up there. I almost got in trouble for doing that once.
Almost.
See you soon.
;)