Browsing all posts from March, 2012.
Friday, March 30th, 2012
I believe this is writing adventures four, I could be wrong, probably am, and the excuse is I’ve lost count and am too lazy to sift through my blog posts to find out. That in itself is an easy task, but as I sit hunched over a table, in my schools cafeteria, I feel to [...]
Thursday, March 29th, 2012
After finishing the third draft of Just Jump, I read through it on the look out for pesky grammar mistakes and typos. Yes, I found tons, and some were funny such as the “gut sitting by the bat.” It’s supposed to be “guy sitting by the bar,” but what can I expect when I type [...]
Wednesday, March 28th, 2012
Clouds tumble in. Their bellies are black, gray, blue, like torched wood. They throb, and there is this pressure. Wind scrambles, brings with it a smell of pine. Swing swings. Rain worn metal rings as if there are children. The Trio of Trees Uhg. Crap. Pretentious crap. Try-hard crap. I write this with a constipated [...]
Wednesday, March 28th, 2012
If you read this in thirty seconds leave a comment telling my of your feat. This is one of those rare games you stumble upon, buy because you’re bored, and then wonder why you can’t stop playing it. It’s one of those games where your friends steal your phone just so they can play, and [...]
Tuesday, March 27th, 2012
I will come out right away and say, I wasn’t a huge fan of Angry Birds. I don’t know why. Maybe I needed to rebel against the popular. The gameplay to me was ‘meh’, and it felt repetitive, lacked challenge too. Also I didn’t like seeing the series get milked as it was transformed into [...]
Sunday, March 25th, 2012
Steam is the greatest place to find games as a PC gamer. I’m always finding myself strolling trough the store considering what I am going to buy on impulse. For some odd reason I looked up DOTA in the search where I discovered I was able to download and play DOTA 2. Honestly I can’t [...]
Friday, March 23rd, 2012
The continuous rumble of the bus made my stomach twist and turn as if it were a yoga student. We hadn’t moved in twenty minutes. I was hungry. The bus was warm, and I couldn’t stand being pressed against smelly teenagers any longer. Checking my phone for any news on the unexpected traffic jam, I [...]
Tuesday, March 20th, 2012
It’s one of those days where the sun shines in a cloudless sky. The air is still, and the spring birds chirp. Hell, there’s barely any traffic on Deerfoot too. The winter blanket has been folded and put away, so the brown and yellow grass has been revealed. And much needed water from the melting [...]
Sunday, March 18th, 2012
This is the second episode. For the first: The Girl With The Hatchet and The Shotgun The crackling fire woke him. Jones looked around; every other muscle was aching to the rhythm of his heart beat. The mysterious woman prodded the fire with a stick. The sky was nothing but clouds and moonlight. Cracked concrete [...]
Friday, March 16th, 2012
Pretend there is orchestrated music (something you’d hear during the Oscar’s), and you’re in an audience, the crowd is clapping, and I’m on a stage behind a podium. I reach for a folded piece of paper, tucked away in my back pocket. The crowd you’re in settles. I flatten my notes on the podium, clear [...]