Random Writings

Yay! I can post again! Just a couple days ago (like, two), I couldn't get Wi-Fi. But now I can! I still hope some people will email poetry, stories, or art to my blog. Remember, my email is readwritelivenikki@gmail.com
That makes me sound like some commercial. Oh well.

My Vacation

Wow! It's been a week since I've come to Tucson. It feels much longer. I guess that's a good thing. So far we haven't done much. Mostly, we swim. Last night, my mom's friend came over. She was really sweet and it turns out that she once met Weird Al Yancovic (I have no clue how to spell his name!). For those who don't know who that is, he's really famous. He writes parodies like White and Nerdy (derived from a rather bad song called Riding Dirty)and makes them really funny. Another one is Fat, which is his version of Bad by Michel Jackson (who incidentally, died tomorrow, which incidentally is my half birthday).
Anyway, so now I am waiting to see another friend of my mom's, and her kids. I hope they're nice!

Dear Diary: I DOEn't Get It! V1.2

So there we are, cruising through outer space, and Doe-Doe decides to get hungry. 
 "What are you eating?" asked Jake to Doe-Doe. There was a gray lump in Doe-Doe's hand. Then Dophine looked at the control panel.
 "Is there supposed to be a gash in the panel?" she inquired. It turned out that that gash was supposed to be filled in with the chunk in Doe-Doe's hand!
 "Stop eating the control panel!" I screamed.
 "But it tastes so good!" whimpered the ever stupid Doe-Doe. Red lights flashed above us, indicating that Doe-Doe's mistake had done more damage than we expected.
 Then the whole ship plummeted. 

New Email

Finally, if you have a zany story to write, and don't know where to send it, fear not! I have made an email where you can send them. It's readwritelivenikki@gmail.com 

I happily await wonderful stories!

Nikki

Challenge

It's been a while since I've done this! So for this week you have to include this excerpt in your story. Please make your story at a maximum of 6 paragraphs.
Dialouge does not count for paragraphing.
When you see a _____, it means add what you like.

Excerpt: ______ felt like sobbing. This was supposed to be the best vacation ever! Not the worst!

Tucson, Tuscon

Hey everybody! I'm in Arizona, which is on the other side of the states from Pennsylvainia, where I live. So on the 18th, we took a short 1 and a half hour flight to Chicago. While we waited for our layover to AZ, I ate at this Greek joint called Pegasus. I got a funny thing called a gyro(which is pronounced yer-oh). It is pita bread stuffed with sliced meat, tomatoes, and onions. It is sort of like a Greek taco. It was good. Then, we boarded our plane. It took 4 hours or more. We got to AZ at 9:00PM in PA, but that's only like 6:00 in AZ. We ate at In 'n' Out Burger, got some groceries, then came home(which was scorpion free, I might add!). We went to bed at 11, but that's 1:00am in good ole Philly. Here I am now, just waking up at 7:00 in AZ.

Note: So I don't have to do the annoying task of saying, "1:00am in Philly and 11:00pm in AZ," I'm just going to tell you that Philly is 3:00 hours ahead.

Storytime: Part 1.1 of Dear Diary: I DOEn't Get It!

So every once in a while, I am going to write part of a story. Once a story is done, I'll take suggestions for a new story.  Here is my first story! It was inspired by a story we had to make at school. I did it with my friends Samantha and Ian.

 Hi! I'm Dosaphine. I know, it's a weird name. On my planet, Treedozium, we're crazy about the sound doe. Anyway, it's the year 3000, and everything is edible and tastes like steak, fries, or s'mores. We don't know why, it just does. I have 4 siblings. Dophern is 15, and he loves small animals. Doe-Doe is 13,  and dumbest. I'm the next oldest at 12. Then there is 10 year old Dophanie. For some reason, the littlest Jake (Nobody knows why he is named that) is the smartest.
 Back to the story. The whole story began with a fishing trip. Well, an astroid trip. I'm explaining. Doe-Doe said he was craving an astroid, and astroids around Treedozium taste like watermelon. It's a nice change from steak, fries, and s'mores, so Dozites (people from Treedozium) fish for astroids.
 Then everything went wrong.

A Good Book

The Red Pyramid

By: Rick Riordan

In this exciting book, Carter Kane and his father travel to visit Carter's sister, Sadie. When they visit a museum, their father disappears after tampering with the Rosetta Stone. An unknown relative, Uncle Amos, picks the two up, and takes them from England to New York in 5 minutes. The kids are plunged into the magical world of Egyptian mythology. They are the kin of powerful pharaohs, and can do magic. But when they get attacked when Amos leaves, the two know somebody, or something powerful is after them...

Random Writings of Nikki

Hey y'all! School just got out, and my eyes are burning! How fun! I went to a friend's house and they tried to spray Silly String in my face, but instead, mysterious liquids came out. I'm okay, but my eyes sting.
WARNING: Never spray Silly String in anybody's face.
I am going to Tuscan in 2 days! So I have something to look forward to...