THIS IS THE LAST F-ING STRAW!

UUG THAT IS IT.

Time for a rave. First, the background info.

I dated a ten year old. get the laughter out now. Gone? Thank you. Now, One day his cousin had her best friend over at his house (Which is next door, btw.) Dalton was flat out flirting. i told him to stop and he denyed it, so I let it pass. The next day, on MSN, he breaks up with me, with no explination, PLUS, he uses the forbidden line. "We can still be friends". I mean, I wanted to slap him. I tell him to f off, the normal reaction. His cousins mom comes on and starts telling me off. my mom and "Shay" who is the cousins mom have a blowout on MSN, ending with Dalton (the "boyfriend") coming over and yelling at me. I laughed in his face. Also, his cousin and I were friends. I had told her there was this wonderful new guy in my class. Who of course didn't exist. I had even made him an MSN account, all for such an occation. So after laughing I claimed to be going out behind Daltons back with Edward, the fictional boy. He stalked off in a huff. NOW! All of my friends, Daltons prior friends (XD) And my brothers were on my side. He had no one. Recently the Gossip Girl in the crowd came to me, telling me that after our breakup, Dalton had not only gone out with his cousins best friend, BUT ALSO HIS COUSIN. Anyway, my mom forced my brothers to play with him one day. Now he's walking around my f-ing house like he owns it. And he's convicing everyone that I broke up with him, that I was the one who was rude and mean and violent, and that it was all my fault! I WAS OVER THAT JERK! AND NOW HE IS JUST SUCKING ME BACK DOWN TO HIS IDIOTIC BABY LEVEL. 

The world is out to get me.

are you random

ok i was seening to much red so i decied to put this up. awnser each quistion with the awnser closesst to yours. keep track of what letters yopu got.

1.would you die your hair pink
a NO
B why
c ok sounds like fun

2.what is your fave colour
a brown
b red
c 546

3.what would you name your kid
a bob or doris
b i dont know what ever is unusiol
c sarah if it is a boy and dude for a girl

4. 2625237423465892346587349278537
a what
b what ever
c oh 37175065365785256234866252835665

5.what do you think the folowing said hibobisiiisbobandfredisbobtoo
a huh i dont understand that
b it says hi bob is i i is bob and fred is bob too
c it says herhhjowhjgusugfiwigjioehjo;io;hw ejkjlqehry


AWNSERS

mostly A's mostly
get tht stick out of your but
and lossen up and have some fun

mostly B's
yay your normal

mostly C's
ohh god your nuts

Part 4

My story Part 4, Chapter 2. Hope you like it! “Three plane tickets to El Salvador, please.” I adressed the woman at the counter. She nodded and typed on her computer. Five minutes and we had our tickets, waiting outside terminal 4. Apperantly the plane was to board in fifteen minutes. I talked to Ivory to pass the time.
 “So tell me about your family.” I instructed her, and she turned, white eyes glaring.
 “Private.” She made a sound like wind cracking branches. I nodded slowly and shifted. We had stopped at the mall on the way here, and I now had a bathing suit, new clothes, and a pouch full of “identety invention” equipment. Make-up, wigs, hair dye, rub on tan... and a notebook full of people all over the world who could make fake I.Ds and such. Just in case, Jess had told me. I was starting to like the whole goddess thing less and less. I had exchangd my sweats and sweatshirt for really classy jeans and a camo v-neck t-shirt, with a cute camo hat to go with it. The speakers announced our flight, and in no time we were in the plane. When we landed in El Salvador, the first thing I noticed was the heat. It was scorching. We stepped out into the midday sun, and examined our surroundings. It was hot and dusty, like those days that your gym teacher strives for, just so they can make you run laps as a form of modern tourture. But we were far from running laps. We walked down streets, exploring the town. There was a baazar going on in a big park. We explored the stalls until my necklase began to pulse and glow. 
 “Look! We’re close!” I exclaimed. Jess shook her head.
 “Those arn’t white magic pulses.” She said, scanning the crowd. Her eyes locked on someone at a stall, and her eyes grew wide. “Go!” Jess spun and ran swiftly through the throngs of people. I shot a glance at Ivory, who returned the glance, and we both spun and headed in the same direction as Jess. We found her ducking into a dark ally, and we collapsed, breathless, onto the tightly packed earth. 
 “Okay, what’s going on?” I asked Jess when I regained the ability to breathe again.
 “Maybe you should read the book to find out.” She was peeking around the corner, wary eyes exploring the crowd.

 White and Dark Magic

 There are more than one type of magic. First, white, that of the gods. (And goddesses) And then there is dark, that of the witch craft. There are many differances, but one main point. Dark magic is used for personal gain, or for selfish reasons. If a farmer-god of, let’s say animals- created a chicken to feed himself, that would be dark magic. But if it was to feed his family as well, and those intentions went straight to the heart, it would be white magic. But if that same man created a chicken to feed his family, but he was really only doing that so he would eat without the use of dark magic, it would still be dark. Using dark magic is like having a child out of wedlock. Not illigial, but a thing most look down upon. I myself have used dark magic many times. But I am not proud to say so. Others will be proud. Many of your enemies will use strictly dark magic. This is why the fifth generation is so important. If too much dark magic is used, so much that it overpowers the good, the fabric of time and reality will collapse. Imagine a scale, with the earth in the middle. One side has dark magic, the other white. If it tips too far to the dark side, everything becomes dark, dreary and evil. If the scale is to the white side, happiness for all. At this point, it’s almost like a subconcious war, and the scales are balanced. But when the flex comes, it will not be a flex of white magic. Which is why you must even out the mesurements by taking out the supreame dark magic users, before everything is enveloped in shadow forever. 

  I looked up from the book, staring at Jess. 
 “What? We have to ‘take supreame users out’???” I whispered harshly at her. 
 “Like....kill them?” Ivory asked, fear in her eyes.
 “Well I’m sure it doesn’t mean take them out to dinner!” I snapped at her.
 “Yes, you must. The fate of the world is literally in your hands.”

Part 3

Part three I guess.

Two days later I had made my way through the first parts of the book, detailing my mission. It was a rainy Tuesday as Jess and I set off to find one girl on Rhode Island. We drove through the streets, watching my pendant. We talked, and I asked what it was like to never die. 
 “Well, I get only fractionally older year by year, and it will stop compleatly after the fifth generation is together.” I smiled at that. Jess was nice. There was something about her bubbly personality that was infectious. Suddenly I felt a pulse, and glanced down. My pendant lit up.
 “Look! It’s glowing!” We stopped the car, searching for a blonde girl. This was a pretty deserted street. We walked around, watching my pendant glow brighter and brighter. We stopped infront of a nice little house, almost like a cottage. A girl about my age was locking the door behind her as she left. Her hair was blond. Her eyes were pure white.
 “Um, May I help you?” She asked, frowning. Her voice was lovely, like a feather on the wind. Light and happy. Jess elbowed me.
 “Oh, ya. Are you Ivory?” She nodded. I cringed. I had no idea how to go about this. Jess had given me her book, it had a white cover and the same leather band around it. “ Could I talk to you privatly for a sec?” Her face became wary. 
 “I’m not supposed to speak with strangers.” She took a step back.
 “Wait! Tell your...umm,” 
 “Mom!” Jess whispered to me.
 “Yeah, tell your mom that Lilian from the fifth generation is here. She’ll understand.” Ivory examined me for a second before opening the door again.
 “Mum! Lilian of the fifth generation is here? Say’s you’ll understand.” Ivory shouted into the doorway. A blonde woman with the same white eyes appeared at the door, spatula in hand.
 “As in...the fifth generation?” She looked at me, and saw my pendant.
 “Yes. And I need to speak with Ivory.” She started shaking her head in shock.
 “She’s...one too?” I nodded. “ Have you gotten everyone together yet?” She asked, tossing the spatula to the ground, and advancing toward me.
 “Ivory and me so far.” I told her. She nodded stoutly. 
 “Ivory, hun, talk to these people. Believe every word they say.” She smiled at me, going back into the house. Ivory glanced at me warily.
 “Okay, what’s going on? What fifth generation? What am I part of?” I sighed.
 “This is yours.” I handed her the book. 
 “Erm...no.” She looked at me like I was insane. Well, I probably was.
 “Actually it is. The information in there is vital to our world.” i told her, trying to sound official. Jess giggled, not improving the situation. I glared fiercly at her.
 After an hour, Ivory’s eyes looked like they were glued wide, trying to take it all in. 
 “This...this necklace,” She said, touching the jewlery at her neck, “ Is magic?” I nodded. She sighed. “And we seriously gotta go to every contenient?” I nodded again.
 “You were easy to find. But we have to find Ameilia in all of Romania. That’ll be tough.” She nodded in agreement. She went inside, where her mother had already packed a bag for her. We said our goodbyes, and the three of us headed out to the airport, bound for El Salvador, on our mission to find three kids amidst the world. 

That's the end of chapter one! Wow. So much happened. Did I rush it? Please tell me if something looks wrong!

My story Part 2!

Okay, here's part 2 of Super Sensations!

“This...is big.” She said sternly. “This. This will change your life. For the worse. But you must tell only the designated five. No one else.” She handed the book to me slowly.

 “Do I have to read it...now?” I asked, examining the cover. It was thick. The most heavenly baby blue leather cover was in place. Around it was a leather band, multi-colored. Smooth move. It wrecked the whole flow of the cover. There were five colors on the band, deep blue, only a bit darker than the cover, green, red, white, and black. Jessica nodded, and led me upstairs to a small white room. Everything from the bed to the walls to the carpet was white. She sat the book and my bag on the bed, glancing at me warily as she left. I stood in the middle of the room for a long minute, before examining the room again. There were three doors, with signs over them. The one Jessica had left through was marked “Exit”. There was one labeled “Bathroom” and one declared as “Closet”. I went into the bathroom. There was a note taped to the mirror, telling me this was my bathroom, non-comunal. Thank goodness for that. I looked at my reflection in the glass. My hair fell just past my shoulders, into messy disarray. It was that shade of black that was pretty much brown. My eyes were a brilliant blue. My skin was pale and freckled. I glared at my reflection, dragging a hand through my hair, before going back into my new room. I moved the book to my desk, and plopped into the bed. No way was I reading when I had major jet lag. I fell unconcious eaisily, visions of the ocean filling my head, as they often did these days. 
 I woke to the smell of bacon. Walking downstairs I found Jessica at the stove. I grunted my greeting and she turned and smiled. 
 “The book?” She asked. I was confused for a minute, then remembered my hectic arrival. I shook my head. 
 “I was majorly tired, Jessica.” I informed her. She smiled. 
 “Call me Jess. And you can read it today. I’d actually rather me here to explain it to you.” She turned back to the stove. It was silent for a moment, before she handed me a plate full of bacon and eggs, my favorite breakfast. After I stuffed my face, Jess commanded that I retrive the book. After we were settled nicely on the sofa, she twisted the band off. I pulled the cover back, and examined the title page. It was blank exept for five little pictures in the center, arranged into a circle. A raindrop, a flame, a four leaf clover, three swirls that looked like they were supposed to represent wind, and a hand, palm out. I flipped to the first page.

 This isn’t a story. This is in no way fiction. This is everything you need to know. Need, not want. In fact, you probably don’t want to hear any of this. But you have to. If you are reading this, you need to know this is true.
 First you must learn of your family tree. Five generations backwards in fact. There was you. Then your parants. In your case, your mother. Then your grandfather on your mother’s side. Then your grandfathers mother, or your great grandmother. Your great grandmother’s mother. And last, your great great grandmother’s parents. Your great great great grandparents. Their names were James and Kathren. And they wern’t always human. After this, the truth winds like a legand. But belive every word, or there will be terrible concequences. 

 I looked at Jess in dismay. She flipped the page and pointed at the letters. I continued to read, not sure what to think.

 James was god of the elements. God, as in Zues and Mars and Artemis. And Kathren was Godess of the Mind. They met, and fell in love. How or why is not important. Only that they did, and got married. This was a taboo. The mind and the elements must always be kept seprate, for they are very differant things. Thus they gained many enemies, which you will learn of later. They had to escape from one terrible man, Kathren’s father. So they made a change that changed their, and your, lives. They became human. This was a terrible thing to have to resort to. And compleatly permenant. They made the transformation, and bore five children. James and Kathren had no magic left, but it was revealed that the mix of mind and elements had made their children half breeds, capable of godship and humanity. In horror of what they had done, they scattered their children across the globe, one on each conteient. One child, by the name of Ransom, could predict the future. And he predicted that in the fifth generation of their children, there would be a flex in the relm of the gods. And all hell would break loose. Literally. All the old enemies of the couple would gain new powers, and the only hope to save the earth was to idetify and bring together the fifth generation of the five children, the magic flowing with their blood stronger than ever before. Ransom tried to warn the others, but they disregarded him, not beliving that mixing magic with blood that many times would even give them a slight liking for their element. Ransom had seen clearly the fate of the world, and refused to give in. He looked deep into each of his siblings futures, following the line of their blood down to the fifth generation. It took him three years to simply predict names and elements. After fifty years, he had discovered every single detail of the fifth generation. He wrote his notes clearly and persisly, and died writing the very last sentance. That is when I, his sister Marie, turned them into five books, one for each child. I was the only one who belived Ransom. He had never been wrong before. I know everything about all of you. Lilian, Jason, Kari, Ivory, amd Amelia. This book will detail everyhthing about Lilian, Goddess of the Water.

 I looked up at Jess. She stared at me. I didn’t belive it. It was a wonderful story, and my name was of course Lilian, but...water goddess? Sooo not my scene. 
 “Do you believe?” Jess asked me, eyes wide. I shook my head. She cringed. “You have to Lily!” I looked down at the elagent script. It had to be a prank. 
 A prank where someone writes a book, flies you to Rhode Island, and causes your mother, the strongest person on this planet, to cry? I doubt it. 
  I ignored the longing voice. This was a myth. I mean, powers? No way. No way. Never... I flipped the page.

 

Hello, Lilian. Ransom stated in his notes your human name is Lily. The reality of the situation is you have the elemet of water. It will obey your every whim. Ransom was convinced you are the first link. You will bring the fifth generations together. You must find them each in the correct order, and convince them of their abilities. First Ivory, Goddess of the Air, then Kari, Goddess of the Earth, then Jason, God of the Mind, and last Amelia, Goddess of Flame. They will be on these conteints in order: North America, South America, Austrailia, and Europe. They each have a short description on the next few pages. But first, donn the necklace of the waves, the outlet of your powers.

 I blinked and put the book down. It seemed too real. The only conteinent missing was Antartica, where I was from. My name was Lily. I always loved water, and it did seem to do what I wished, I always found a warm area when I was cold, huge waves avoided me, and I always had enough hot water in the shower, even after my parents both had theirs. I had always chalked it up to luck, but what if it was more? What if it was true? What if I now had to trek across the globe, collecting people? I needed more that this book. I needed proof. The necklace! I rushed up the stairs and dug it out of my pack. I examined it for a moment. It was a pendant of a raindrop, linked onto a silver chain. I fastened it on, and waited. Nothing. No burst of power, no sudden stairwell from the sky. I sighed, walking downstairs slowly. Jess was reading the next page. 
 “Can we take a break, please?” I begged. She nodded, getting up and getting me a glass of water. 
 “Nothing? At all?” She asked, motioning to the necklace that was now around my neck. I shook my head. Taking a sip of water, I pulled out a chair at the bar-like table. I stared down into the water, smiling. I heard Jess gasp. I looked up abruplty. 
 “What?” She pointed to my neck, a huge grin spreading over her face. I looked down. The necklace was glowing. I gasped too, staring down at it. The glow faded and it settled back into it’s former position. I looked up at Jess, stunned. She was practically hopping with joy.
 “It’s true! It’s true! I just felt the power surge! It settled! It realized you were it’s true owner! The book! It’s right!” She was jumping now, squeeling with delight. I blinked, fingering the necklace.
 “You...felt what?” I asked, eve more confused than before. 
 “Oh, I got a little of the magic forever ago. Marie granted me forever life and the power to feel magic flex. That was her abitliy. To grant others with magic and life. If I didn’t teach this to you, I would die. It’s the rules.” She was still rejoicing as she clarified without much clarity. I didn’t know what to do. If I didn’t belive before, I did now. And that meant I had to trek around the globe. I rubbed my temples. 
 “So...what in the world do I do now?” I asked.
 “Read the book of course!” Jess handed it to me, and I opened to the next page.

Ivory (Female)
Location: Rhode Island
Eyes: White
Hair: Blonde
Pendant: Cloud
Title: Ivory, Goddess of the Air
Kari (Female)
Location: El Salvador
Eyes: Green
Hair: Brown
Pendant: Shamrock
Title: Kari, Goddess of the Earth
Jason (Male)
Location: Sydney
Eyes: Black
Hair: Blond
Pendant: (In the form of an anklet) Hand, palm out
Title: Jason, God of the Mind
Amelia (Female)
Location: Romania
Eyes: Red
Hair: Black, red streaked forelock
Pendant: Flame
Title: Amelia, Goddess of Flame

 I sat the book down, and a feeling of dread came over me. How would I find one specific person in El Salvador? Or Rhode Island? Or Romania? It was totally insane. 
 “The pendant. It will lead you to the biggest magic pulses in the area, which happen to be the fifth generation.” She smiled. I nodded, thinking. Maybe it wasn’t impossible. Maybe...just maybe.

My Story

Hey, I'm making a luverly story, about the Super Sensatios! Five stories, each from another P.O.V. This one is from Lilian, Goddess of the Water.

                                      Prolouge
     

     “We’ve got a breach.” Jess whispered to me. I nodded and took up my station.
 “Ready?” I thought to Jason, who responded with the signal. I held my breath. This was it. This was what everyone had waited five generations for. My life had been torn apart, pulling me into a realm that shouldn’t exist. And I did’t regret one minute of it. I had a family now, my real one. I had everything I could ever want and more. And this mad woman was convinced she could waltz in here and tear it all apart again. Not on my watch. The air in front of me rippled, and I tensed, the familiar swirl of water blurred my vision. I watched the signal slowly go around, and I felt Jess come up beside me.
 “The flex!” She said, her voice pained. The air tured solid and purple, a mist surrounding a new portal. We backed up. And then my nightmare came to life. A voice sounded from the gloom.
 “Hello, Sensations. Charmed, I’m sure.” And a flex of magic so strong it knocked me off my feet. “ Welcome to your nightmares.” And all I could see was black.
   
                                                 Chapter One



 My bag sat in my lap, and I stared at it to distract me. I never knew I was afraid of flying. But I must be. Since my stomach slipped away from me a while ago. I watched out the window of the plane I was stuck on. Nothing to see but clouds. Not even the pretty ocean was under us anymore. Everything was a big mush of green, brown and white. Not even a flash of blue to give it some life. Where I came from, in-go ahead and gasp- Antartica, everything was blue. Blue and white and blue again. My parents were acting squirmy and shifty, almost guilty before I had left. And they should be! Randomly popping into my room and telling me to pack my bags quickly and quietly. Suprise! Now I was on a plane to North America. Specifically, for seemingly no reason, Providence, Rhode Island. Mom got all teary eyed at the sight of the plane, telling me once again the mysterious instructions and also to always remember Rhode Island’s motto. “Hope.” That’s it. One word. What in the world would I possibly need with the word hope? Whatever it is, it must be important. Because mom told me that hope would pull me through the rest of my life. And then Dad led her off crying. I dug into my backpack, pulling out the envelope I had recived. Mom told me that this was the most important thing in the world, besides me apparently. There was a woman named Jessica Karnes that I had to give this to, and she should give me a book. Then I was to read the book, and most importantly belive every word. Then I had to locate a girl named Ivory. And we had to do everything the book said. She didn’t tell me why. She didn’t tell me how. I was to sleep at Jessica’s house if I couldn’t do this in one day. I had also been given a wallet full of hudred dollar bills. I tossed the envolope down into the bottem of my bag. That was all I got. One backpack. My mom said everything would be okay in the end, and we wouldn’t see each other for a while. My bag held a few changes of clothes, the instructions written on the inside of a resteraunt menu, the wallet, the envelope, and a necklace. According to mom, it had been passed down through many many generations. And I couldn’t wear it until I read the book. I was pulled from my reverie when a flight attendant tapped my shoulder.
 “We’ve landed, honey. Are you meeting family here?” I shook my head slowly. Her kind face looked dismayed. “Well, are you okay?” I nodded, not trusting myself to speak. She nodded and reluctently led me towards the exit. After Customs and such, I saw a woman who caught my attention. It wasn’t the big sign reading “Lily Remenca” which is my name, or the bright yellow color of this sign, but her flaming red hair, frizzed and bushy. I pulled out of my pocket a picture of Jessica. Same hair, same bright face, just a little taller in person. I smiled and went over.
 “Hey! You must be Lily! You look exactly like your mom, you know.” She told me brightly. I smiled, not sure how to handle the situation.
 “Did...did my mom tell you...what was going on?” I asked. She frowned.
 “No, actually. I mean, I know that you...need a place to stay for a while, and that she sent a letter with you explaining...everything. Now, how much do you know about...water?” She looked a little uncomfortable all of a sudden.
 “Uh, it’s wet?” I asked, confused. She seemed to relax.
 “I see. Nothing about your family history then.” I nodded, thoroughly confused. What was she talking about? She led me to a shiny black car, and sat me in the back. As we drove, she talked about her town, twenty miles out of Providence. It was named Burrillville. We arrived quickly, and she pulled into the driveway of a small house. It was made of red bricks, had a simple wooden door, and at least two floors. From what I could see. Jessica reached quickly into the potted plant beside the door.
 “I always put my key there. So I don’t have to fumble in my purse, y’know?” I nodded and followed her into the dark. A light was flipped on, revealing a short foyer, leading to one big open space. I gasped, taken aback. It was huge. Probably used to be a bunch of rooms, but all the walls got knocked down, leaving this. In one corner was a stairwell, one half of the space was taken up by a sitting room arrangemet, another quater by a kitchenette, and the last take by simply books. Mounds and mounds of books. She moved around comfertably, grabbing mugs and filling them with rich hot chocolate. I sat down on one of many silver chairs, digging the envolope out of my backpack. I handed it to her after she set the hot chocolate down. She smiled brightly, moving to the kitchen to read it. I watched the swirling chunks of power in my drink. Exactly how I liked it. How did she know all this stuff about me? My thoughts were interupted with a crash and a gasp. I turned around, jumping up with speed I didn’t know I had. Jessica had dropped her mug, and she stared at the paper, stunned. Everything was silent for a second before she turned to look at me, fear in her eyes. She ignored the mess on the floor, running to her bookshelf. She started frantically pulling books out, searching for something. Jessica seemed to remember some vital peice of information, and opened a compartment on the side of the shelf that I wouldn’t have even noticed if she hadn’t pulled it open. Slowly a book emerged in her hands. She cradled it almost lovingly. I stood stock still as she walked slowly toward me. Finally, she broke the silence.
 “This...is big.” She said sternly. “This. This will change your life. For the worse. But you must tell only the designated five. No one else.”

Thats not even one chapter. But I'll post peices now and again. PEACE! 

Breaking Dawn

I'm glad you think so much of our precious blog Bethany. :(. But anywayz, I wanted to talk a bit about Breaking Dawn. Please don't read tis if you haven't read BD yet.  It'll ruin the experiance.

First of all, it was an awesome book, don't get me wrong. But in a lot of areas it was a huge disapointment. The mariage was well thought out and nice, but the fact that it was bam bam you're done, married, go was a little disconcerting. Then the honeymoon was loose and rushed. The pregnancy from Jacobs POV was a little maddeing, due  to the fact I despise him, but it was a stroke of pure genious. The seprate pack was creative and just purly beautiful! But then a name like Renesmee came along. I mean, she couldn't have spet just a little time on a better name??? Carlie was nice, I'd rather that as her first name. If I write any stories concerning her, she will have decided to take her middle name. I don't blame Jake for nicknaming her Nessie. Much easier to type and say. The change was nice, the skipping the newborn thing entirely was eeehhhh, but the length of the collecting witnesses makes it obvious she had a goal amount of pages.  The J. Jenks plot was obviously for filler. The sheild was fine, and the training was cute. The Volturi was a little drawn out, but when Edward said "Yess!" I knew immediatly of Alice's plot. In fact, I knew of her plot for quite a while. A nice little breadcrumb trail leading to the discovery. The endig was okay, a little cheesy, and a hint rushed, but other than that, sweet and cute. I think there was a lack of ExB fluff. All in all, a beautiful book and a wonderful ending to the elaborate tale Stephenie has weaved. And she has probably inspired my friends to take an angry mob to kill her, because I'm even more obsessed with Edward than before, which is saying something. If they thought I couldn't go a day without talking about Edward before, whoa, are they in for a suprise. Muhahahahahaha!  

EMERGENCY

OMG OMG PEOPEL ok i have had no sleepovers yet AHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!! i no random just had to put it

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OOOO ITS AWN!

First in response:

1 The term was first applied to Edward.
2 And Edward isn't?
3 Does he have a wicked awesome cottage in the woods? Did he go to Isle Esme for his honeymoon? I THINK NOT! 
4 Edward is funny too!
5. And no one has heard the name Jasper exept during the civil war
6.EDWARD IS FACED WITH HIS LA TUA CANATE! AND THEN HE FACES THE VOLTURI! FACED WITH JAMES AND VICTORIA! I could sit here for hours and list things Edward has done. 
7. In Eclipse he says AND I QUOTE! "I'm over it." Bella: "You got over it? When? How?" "I lived through an etire 24 hours thinking you were dead, Bella. It chaged the way I look at a lot of things." "Did it change the way I smell to you?" "Not at all. But...having experiaced the way it feels like to think I've lost you...my reactions have changed. My entire being shies away from any course of action that ould inspire that kind of thing again." UNQUOTE. In other words, He  is immune to her blood now. But since you only read Twilight, I won't call you and yell at you.
8 Err, fictional charactor? Helllooo? 
9 In what way? Edward is smart, sensitive and Jasper....lunges at people because of a papercut...hmmm... 
10 But if somethings bugging you Edward can read your mind and tell and help. 
11 Same as #9...
12. Same as #9...
13  Same as #1...
14. Same as # 5...
15.Hello, he is EDWARD.

And MY list THAT MAKES SENSE!

1.His crooked smile

2.He tried to kill himself when he thought Bella was dead. 

3.Because of aforementioned event, he is IMMUNE to Bella's blood. Not to mention she is his La Tua Canate, baisically her blood is the most appitizing to him than any other humans.

4.He fought a huge list of enemies on Bella's behalf. (Including but not limited to Victoria, James, and The Volturi)

5. He's the main charactor.

6.  He has a preferance for Mountain Lions, and their preferences are indictave.

7. He's not too tall (Jasper) Not too bulky (Emmett) Not too young (Jacob) Not too old (Carlisle)

8. He survived the Spanish Influenza. All Jazz survived was a war.

9. When Bella kissed Jacob, or when Bella admitted a part of her love Jacob, he even tried to convince her Jacob could be better for her, because he's a "monster" So he is very selfless ad generous

10. He worked together with, and is best friends with his mortal enemies.

BEAT THAT!

my list

ok here gose my list
1 jasper brings sexy back way better then edward
2 he is serious
3 he is romantic
4 he is funny
5. the name edward sounds like some geek or old grampa
6.he is brave
7. at least he dose not want to eat his wife
8 hello have you looked at him latley
9 he is way better boyfriend matterail
10 if your sad he can make you feel happy
11 duhh he is hot
12. look at his face
13 wach this video and it will explain everything http://ca.youtube.com/watch?v=lgJ_VGHQUdI
14. the name
15 hello he is jasper

Jasper or Edward?

Yeah I'm bored, so this is my list of 10 reasons why Edward pwn's Jasper! Bethany can go ahead and make her own Jasper list. 

1. His hair is BRONZE! Blond is plain. But BRONZE!

2. He is the most "boyish" of the group

3. He's bringing sexy back!

4. He can read minds! Like, AWESOME!

5. He isn't covered in yucky battle scars!

6. He is selfless

7. Edward is the best ame in the universe, 10000 times better than a random name like Jasper.

8. He gets jelous easily, and boys are so cute when they're jelous!

9. His wife is awesome, and he now has a daughter.

10. He is compleatly devoted to Bella in every way. 

This has been Sarah's "List of Pwn's" for the day. YAY!

Quote

This is our quote of the day! Straight from the desk of...well, US!

"Sarah says: (1:03:29 AM) cant ya handle my witty antics and magical adventures?

brady says: (1:03:52 AM)HEY IM BRADYS FRIEND SND PEOPLE ONLY SAY  YOUR MOM WHEN THEY HAVE NOTHING ELSE TO SAY  SO GO FUCK YOURSELF DO WHAT YOU DO EVERY  NIGHT STAND ON THE COUNER AND TRY TO  GET A DATE NOT LIKE YOU CHOULD

Sarah says: (1:04:54 AM)Hello random dude who knows nothing about me and is probably a cocky jerk! Nice to meet ya"

I said "Your mom." Which caused this! And since that one sucked AND contained foul language, I'll give you another.

Me: Brady is a rude chicken nugget!

Christine: Why?

Me: Cause he was all meeeeeeeeeeeeeeeny like. So I have deemed him a nugget of the chicken variety.

Mmkay! Thats it.

Intro

Hey peeps! Today Breanna comes home from her cottage, and I get to see her for the first time in a MONTH! Rawr. I went to the movies yesterday to see Mamma Mia. It was wicked. I suggest you see it! Wow, I have like no life. Like the other day I had a long convo with my other friend Christine about her boyfriend (Now her Ex) wanting naked time with people. I'll post it for ya.

christine says: (5:59:28 PM)Bradys not going to kill u with anything or kill u period

Sarah says: (5:59:37 PM)Brady's gonna kill me with a hacksaw and tic tacs. AND YOU KNOW IT

christine says: (5:59:49 PM)No hes not

Sarah says: (5:59:52 PM)Uh huh

christine says: (6:00:01 PM)if i have anything to say about it

Sarah says: (6:00:28 PM)But you wont. HE WONT EVEN KISS YOU TILL arm whatever is imment

christine says: (6:01:07 PM)plus i told him i hope he gets killed on his way back today and i dont really care

Sarah says: (6:01:33 PM)Mr and Mrs Smith had a spat, did they?

Sarah says: (6:01:55 PM)What are you going to do about the children? Sarah says:

(6:02:28 PM)Kids in the back seat cause accidents. Accidents in the back seat cause kids.Was there an accident with you and Brady in the back seat?

christine says: (6:03:53 PM)Very funny sarah we dont have kids

Sarah says: (6:04:15 PM)Oh you put them up for adoption then?

Sarah says: (6:04:20 PM)Cruel Christine!

christine says: (6:05:51 PM)your so dead

christine says: (6:06:10 PM)Im hoping not to have a kid till im married thank u

Sarah says: (6:06:19 PM)HOPING exactly

Sarah says: (6:06:45 PM)But wait! You're already married!

Sarah says: (6:06:50 PM)TO COLE!  (He's a kid in our class)

christine says: (6:06:59 PM)EWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWW!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Sarah says: (6:07:05 PM)And you're having hanky panky with brady

.Sarah says: (6:07:13 PM)NAWTY NAWTY!But sadly, Cole likes u, u like brady, and brady has a man crush on cole!

Sarah says: (6:08:15 PM)ITS A LOVE TRIANGLE!

christine says: (6:09:18 PM)cole doesnt like me first of all and second brady doesnt have a man crush on cole and third brady likes me not cole

Sarah says: (6:09:35 PM)HOW DO YOU KNOW?

Sarah says: (6:10:03 PM)BRADY WANTS NAKED TIME WITH COLE AND JACK AND CEDENO

Sarah says: (6:10:19 PM)Eddy poo told me

christine says: (6:10:22 PM)fourth im not married or pregnant and i know brady no he doesnt

Sarah says: (6:10:32 PM)But eddy can read minds

Sarah says: (6:10:54 PM)And eddy said He wants naked time with the above mentioned

christine says: (6:11:06 PM)no he cant sarah he can read minds in his book

Sarah says: (6:11:08 PM)Brady wants naked time with them, i mean

Sarah says: (6:11:12 PM)Not Eddy

Sarah says: (6:11:38 PM)Its a non fiction book!

christine says: (6:11:38 PM)yeah eddy poo wants naked time with juliana

Sarah says: (6:11:48 PM)Not Edward though

christine says: (6:12:03 PM)not edward what

Sarah says: (6:12:41 PM)Edward doesnt. This "eddy poo" who I have never met, might. But Edward cullen doesn't. cause He only wants naked time with bella

Sarah says: (6:12:58 PM)cept I'm writing a with him story, so he has to fall in love with me

Sarah says: (6:13:09 PM)Even if he wants naked time with Bella

Sarah says: (6:13:23 PM)SO THERE!

christine says: (6:13:31 PM)oh so then u want naked time with juliana

Sarah says: (6:13:47 PM)no, you do. And brady, jack, cole, and cedeno

christine says:(6:14:10PM)EEEEEEEEEEEEEEWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWW!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Sarah says: (6:15:22 PM)You just say that. I know the truth. You all want naked time with each other. You, Juliana, Brady, Jack, Cole, Cedeno, and Mike Newton, for he is a stalker creep type person and that's just the way it is. He wants naked time with everyone

Sarah says: (6:15:56 PM)Even Edward.

christine says: (6:15:59 PM)MIKE NEWTON????

Sarah says: (6:16:05 PM)but edward hates newton

Sarah says: (6:16:17 PM)so Edward will make him have naked time with you.

Sarah says: (6:16:24 PM)Mike newton, from twilight

christine says: (6:16:30 PM)ewwwwww!!!!!!!!!!