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Charlene sighed in exasperation. She cursed herself for firing her last secretary, as she now had to hold job interviews. Blegh. She shook her head sending the sicking sycophant out her door with a false smile and a wave. God, interviews were nearly draconian in its joy meter. She looked at the next name on her list.  "Lane, Kathleen."  A petite woman practically skipped out of her chair and Charlene felt her stomach plummet. It was that nefarious little dunce of a woman from the store! "Hello ma'am.  I'm here to apply fo-" Charlene raised her hand stopping the woman.  She saw the look of consternation on her face and felt a rush of vindictive glee. Smirking, she raised an eyebrow. "Why on earth, do you think id hire a charlatan like you to work for me?" her smirk turned into a grin as the woman across from her turned puce and started trying to vindicate herself. "Ms. Lane, you can be quiet now." Her grin was wide now, and Kathleen was flushed realizing that her words years earlier had had a pernicious effect on the lady she was now trying to be employed by.  She harrumphed and stood.  "Well Charlie," she hissed practically foaming at the mouth, "if you didn't have a case of anachronism you'd hire me. But because I know you're a backwater stuck up hick, I'll go find a job elsewhere." With a quick turn she strode out the door, or tried to anyway.  Charlene laughed as Kathleen Lane ran face first into her office door; and her laughter only got louder as the frustrated woman tried to open it the wrong way.

I'M SORRY (NOT SORRY)

1. Computers
2. Cosplay
3. My Drawing Tablet
4. Poppy Seed Muffins
5. My Girlfriend
6. My friends
7. My Family
8. Fanfiction
9. Books
10. Supernatural
11. Seasons 1-5 of Doctor Who
12. My Phone
13. My Cats
14. My Dogs
15. The Internet
16. The Zoo
17. My drawing Skillz
18. Snowmen
19. Scarfs
20. The smell of peppermint
21. Turkey Casserole
22. MY BEST FRIEND IN THE WHOLE WIDE WORLD(ILY BBY)
23. Squishy Couches
24. Combat Boots (THE MOST COMFY SHOES IN THE UNIVERSE)
25. Trench Coats (I FEEL LIKE A FRICKIN SUPERHERO)
26. Anime
27. Short Hair (MY HEAD IS LIKE A CLOUD)
28. Manga
29. Blondes
30. Knock-Knock Jokes
31. Contacts (RED EYES)
32. Mermaid tail Dresses (LE SWISH)
33. High Heels (CLICK-CLICK I'M COMING TO STEAL YO MAN)
34. BRIGHT COLORS (THE RAINBOW SO PRETTY)
35. Biscuits and Gravy
36. HOMESTUCK (I'M TRASH AND I'M SORRY NOT SORRY)
37. ANDREW HUSSIE (THE GOD OF AWESOME)
38. ALEX HIRSCH
39. GRAVITY FALLS (THE CUTEST 12 YEAR OLDS EVA)
40. GAMZEE MAKARA (THE PSYCHO DEAD BABY)
41. KARKAT VANTAS (TEH CRANKY DEAD BABY)
42. TEREZI PYROPE (JUSTICE!!!!!)
43. KANYA (the poor thing)
44. DAVE STRIDER (TIME GOD RAPPER EXTRAORDINAIRE)
45. JAKE ENGLISH (DAT BOOTY DHO)
46. DIRK STRIDER (MY POOR GAY BABY)
47. JANE CROCKER (WATCH OUT FOR THE BATTERWITCH)
48. ROXY LALONDE (SHE DRUNK ALL THE TEME *TIME)
49. JADE HARLEY (SHE IS SUCH A SWEETIE)
50. ALL THE ALTERNIA TROLLS

Latin Base Find-a-Word

Beth was lying in her hospital bed, thinking about the past summer. She recalled the collision that took her mother. She remembered almost every detail vividly. She remembered the screeching sound of a car unable to stop fast enough, the tang of fresh blood, the crunching of glass as it rained down on her. She remembered the pounding in her head, the far away voice of the EMT saying something incoherent. She recalled when her father lost all composure, and knocked out the doctor. The loud voices causing a commotion in the waiting room. The police saying something about the corruption of wall street bankers.

Beth shook her head. She knew now that her mom was dead, she was going to live with her dad. It wasn't something she was looking forward to. Looking at her legs, she thought about the damage that had been done to her face. The long pink scar curling from her temple to the edge of her chin. Her stitches had only been taken out the other day, and she constantly found herself running her hand over it. She sighed, shoving her legs off the side of her bed she gathered her courage. Time to face the world.

Oh, fun, MORE pain.

What to say about "Ender's Game"? People have died, admittedly by way of accidents, and it has caused Andrew "Ender" Wiggins no end of guilt.  Seriously, read it yourself so I don't spoil it for you! Anyway, Ender doesn't want to play the mind games anymore. He wants to go home and see Valentine and his parents. He wants to have the weight of gravity pushing down him.

This book hurts me.

After finishing up with Alice and the gang, I've started a new book called Ender's Game. I remember listening to it once but I wasn't paying much attention then, now though I can't stop reading until I start to cry. Ender's Game is what amounts to psychological torture for Andrew "Ender" Wiggins, a six year old. In this world, the government only allows you two children, yet Ender is a Third. A third is the third child in the family, and as you can tell, that is abnormal, freakish. Ender is teased by the school children and bullied and abused by his brother. It's actually really emotional, and if you have a strong stomach and a mind built like a steel trap you should read this book. PLEASE DO NOT READ THIS IF YOU FAINT OF HEART AND/OR AN EMOTIONAL PERSON. TRIGGER WARNINGS FOR THIS BOOK: ABUSE, WAR, PSYCHOLOGICAL TORTURE, AND PSYCHOLOGICAL TRAUMA.

More on the Madness of Alice

Book Update!!!
So on Alice and Wonderland, having continued reading the book, I seemed to realize that the most confusing aspect of this story is the way it is worded. Gives me the nastiest headache this book; Anyhow~ Alice is transversing the land and shes come upon the card guards and the queen. Much yelling about chopping and heads follows. Morbid stuff, really. Read the book yourself for exact wording, I should think. Honestly it takes me at least twelve reads before I understand fully but~.

The Thing That I Love Most

There are many thing that I love, but none can compare to what I love most, and that is life. I love the fact that I'm alive and that because of this life I can travel and learn.  It makes me smile to know that everyday that I take a breath and that my heart still beats and I can see the happiness of others that I truly enjoy all that I have.  Because I'm alive I can sing, read, dance, and write. Because while I'm alive I can love so fiercely that I can hurt so deeply. It is because I have life that I can understand the way others act and because I too go through what they do.  Life is something that I love because it will continue to go on long after I have been taken by the unstoppable force know as death.