by Al the Dalek » Sat Nov 27, 2010 6:48 pm
Ugh. Week long breaks from school+Deadline= Irritated Dalek. xD But I had fun writing it, so at least there's that! Enjoy!!!
Dear Noobcake,
School was interesting. Our not-so-genius teacher assigned us a group project. Group project?! I suck at deadlines. Especially in a group.
I hate working in a group. You know why?
Because I like to talk. And I can't stop talking.
We were in groups of three, and somehow I ended up with Gothie and Xanri. Beauty got shoved in a group with Sashay and some other wolf I don't know.
At least Xanri knows everything, so we won't have to worry about that. It's some smeg about the history of dirt or something.
It's either that or something just as interesting. Meaning not at all.
Boo.
You know what's exciting? I'm taking driving education. You know, I don't really need a car since I have wings, but it's just so much cooler to pull up in a car.
In a leather jacket.
You know, to impress the ladies.
I'm just saying.
The world better watch out, because Gothie's taking it with me and let's just say he's banned from all local parking lots for a while. Especially ones with small children in them.
Not that he hit anyone.
Ha. Ha. Ha.
Of course not. What would make you think that? He ALMOST hit someone. There's a difference.
Alpha spazzed today. I mean, seriously. I was in my room. Doing research smeg (blargh) and then he started attacking his reflection again. I didn't really think anything of it until he FLIPPED out of his bowl.
He was obviously trying to imitate one of those awesome ninja moves from the movies I watch and attempted to flip over his enemy. And flipped out. Thankfully, he wasn't hurt, because I put him back in right away.
He looked traumatized for a while and then just pecked at his rocks and started swimming.
What if I was a fish?
I'd be the most awesome fish there ever was. Like a ninja-flying fish.
I'm a ninja, just because I am. Because my mom (my real one) told me and ordered Greenbutt to enlist me in Karate.
It sucks. All of the pups there are like, Junior's age! And I'm sixteen. It's kind of pathetic. I'm standing there. All awkward. And then a pup randomly kicks me in the stomach and looks frightened when I actually double over in pain.
Don't make fun of me. They've got hidden strength beyond their years.
I told Beauty about it and she laughed at me. And told me she'd pay to see me attempt, and fail, to beat a pup.
But then we started laughing together when we saw Gothie drive past. He was apparently getting driving hours in. Mostly he was running down small children on the sidewalks.
Someone needed to do something.
...
So we watched.
No one got hurt.
Yeaaaaaah.
I went to a pretty sweet Thanksgiving dinner. Rainbowy made a lot of stuff (meaning she bought frozen things and "cooked" them), but it was actually pretty tasty. We were getting really hyped up on the Sweet Potato Souffle. I swear. It's made of pure sugar and happiness. When Junior shoved a straw in his nose and started throwing potatoes we knew it was time to maybe take a break from that joyful wonderousness.
But it will be gone by tomorrow if I take a long nap.
Anyway.
Bye Noobcake.