Rock Me Amadeus

So I'm Obsessed with Mozart...

And my mom tells me, there's a song that goes "Amadeus Amadeus" and I'm like, where have I been?! Well, I was surfing the web and was on a Mozart website, when I saw a link to "Rock Me Amadeus" by Falco. I listened to it and at first I was like, "What the heck is wrong with this guys voice?" I was actually intrigued by the voice, so I listened to more and then I just fell in love with the song. Of course, I can't say it sounds like he's saying Amadeus. It sometimes sounds like he's saying "Hot potatoes hot potatoes" or something of the sort, but really it's a great catchy song and it's about my one true love Mozart so why would I not like it?! In fact, I love it so much I want to do a cover of the song and write my own Mozart song, because I've been meaning to do so, but I just have no inspiration at the moment. I did write a song the other day, but I really don't have any inspiration. No tunes are coming into my head, so it's difficult for me to write something new down, when I don't have a thing to write it down to. Luckily, my mom is thinking of buying me an acoustic guitar and from there I'll be able to get an electric guitar if I do really good, after that I'll ask for a keytar and then I'll ask for a synthesizer.

Well, here's the song, he's singing in German so...the lyrics are translated, but German is very close to English so if you speak English, you might here some of the words in there. XD If you're French (and it seems a lot of French people look at my blog) then please enjoy the song. 

The Burden of my Projects is Slowly Lifting Off My Shoulders

Long Title, huh?

Well, as I mentioned before I have four projects to complete. For one I just need to find the differences between the two cells, for the other one, I just need to draw on it. I'm barely starting my Health one today and for the last one, it's not a project more so I shall say it's an essay, but it's all the same to me. I have a new project, but for now I just have to make five hypothesis and that's about it right now.

Long title, short story.

My Impression On A Band 11.7.14

I just heard the song "Casual Sex" by My Darkest Days. It was good, but it wasn't a song that would stick with me in my opinion. It's very catchy, but then there isn't much about the voice that interests me to listen to more of their songs. Also, it just seemed like they wanted to be something they couldn't and so that made it not so good. I only clicked on it, because the name of the song (LOL) and so would I listen to the song again, maybe if it came up again, but to search for it, no.

Here's the song. Tell me what you think.

The Dream World

She stared blankly at the snow that was playing it's fuzzy noise on the TV. For some reason that noise always calmed her down when she couldn't sleep. It was like a background noise that for some reason was able to sink her mind into a different world. It was like she was in a different world completely, when she heard the snow on the TV. After all, the dream world was a place not to different from the real world. Really, the only difference was that in the end the dream world was a place that could be controlled or not.

That's why tonight, she stared intently at the snow to see if anything would happen. To see if a hand would come out and take her into the dream world or if someone came to sweep her by her feet and just make her day complete by escorting her to a magical place that was part of her beautiful dream world.

No, none of that happened. She didn't expect it to happen, so slowly as her eyes became heavy listening to the snow for such a long time, she fell asleep in her bed...

The next moment, she was awake, but not really. She was in that dream world she'd loved her whole life.

"ARE YOU SERIOUS?!" she yelled looking at the place in discontent. "HONESTLY I STAYED UP ALL NIGHT JUST WAITING FOR THIS TO HAPPEN AND THE MOMENT I FALL ASLEEP I'M HERE!"

"Well, you can't just get into the dream world without falling asleep unless you can sleep with your eyes open, but that is quite a difficult skill to acquire," one of the sprites in my mind said as it flew around me.

"Yeah, yeah, whatever," I said flicking it away to somewhere else far from here.

Of course, in the dream world it never mattered how she acted to whoever was there. She pushed them around and she told them to disappear or to shut up or to bleed to death and they would, because she cared for only one person and one person only, herself.

"Young maiden, will you help me?" a woman asked her.

"With what?" the girl asked wishing to be out because the dream world never truly interested her. It only interested her in the beginning, but it was all a child's fantasy in her eyes now.

"Well, you see I can't seem to pick any apples from the tree over there," the woman said. 

The girl rolled her eyes and said, "Look, here are your apples!" The apples fell on the woman's head and she lay unconscious on the floor. "Too bad, she seemed really nice, too." The girl laughed as she continued to walk in the magical land that seemed to be in ruins after she arrived.

"You know, you should probably help us not hurt us," another sprite said buzzing around her face.

She squashed this one and wiped the blood on her skirt that she intended to suffocate one of the villagers with if she had nothing better to do.

"Miss, miss, my brother's been hurt can you help him?" a young girl, no older than four it seemed asked.

"Ah, he's been hurt and you want to help him?" the girl asked with the most sincere tone in her voice.

"Oh, yes please," she said begging on her knees.

The girl took out a magic wand and tapped it on the head of the girl and then the head of the boy. "He's all better, but now you have to pay the price."

"Brother, it hurts, my body hurts all over!!!" the child wailed wishing she had never approached the girl.

"HEY STOP IT!" another sprite said. The girl tried to knock this one away, but found it hard when she realized he was very quick and seemed to have fast reflexes.

"You're just a sprite, you can't do anything about it," the girl said. "This is my dream world, not yours!"

"It may be your dream world, but I can put you in shock and that will send you into a wave of compulsions on the outside. You won't be able to do anything about it and you'll never be able to return to the dream world. I beg of you please, don't hurt anyone else."

She rolled her eyes and ran away to a secluded area in the forest. It was quiet except for the sound of a crying baby. She looked at the baby and saw in his eyes innocence. She looked at this innocence and smiled maliciously at him. She saw that she could harm the baby in so many ways. She thought, "Why not?! It's my dream world, I would never do it in the real world, but here, everything's okay!"

As she was just about to hurt the child, someone came up and pushed her hard into a tree. "Girl, you have done too much harm to the dream world and the people inhabiting it. We warned you, didn't we? For disobeying our rules, you will be reprimanded with the most horrible punishment of all."

The girl could feel that she could no longer think, she could no longer control the dream world. The power to control her dreams was out of her hands now. She saw everyone she had hurt in the dream world come and submerge her into a darkness. Into a darkness she could never come out of. That was the lesson she learned that day. A lesson she learned a little too late.
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Twelve Year Old Found Dead in Bed

"Twelve year old, Odile Mills was found dead this morning in her bed, due to convulsions that occurred during the night. Her parents claimed to have heard their child scream, "No, I'm sorry!" at night and that is when they rushed to her bedroom to find her body going up and down as though she were possessed. It was too late when the ambulance came... [Read Page 4 for the rest of the story]".

Regards to the Story 11.6.14

I'm not sure when I'll complete Chapter Three of my story "Those That Which Are Talented". I don't think I will have much time due to my projects at school. (I'm really trying to get straight A's and I have four classes with high B's [P.E. is the exception, low B and I don't care as long as it doesn't drop to a C]). There will be many more projects to come and so I might only have time to post short stories. I really am trying, dedicated readers, because it is you guys who make my work so much better. 345 people have seen my blog as of right now and for some reason such a minimal number, makes me extremely happy. I don't even know if the same people have viewed my blog, but it makes no difference to me. Just one visit here is a lifetime of smiles for me. If you have any questions feel free to ask, I'm always happy to reply and don't worry if you don't speak English, I'll use Google Translate to reply ^_^ Well, Chapter Three is under construction, but here are all the parts to my story so far.

Those That Which Are Talented: Chapter One (Part One of Two)

Those That Which Are Talented: Chapter One (Part Two of Two)

Those That Which Are Talented: Chapter Two (Part One of Two)

Those That Which Are Talented: Chapter Two (Part Two of Two)

Thanks for reading!!!~

Today 11.5.14

Today Was A So-So Day...

Well, my friend (And this is a follow up to this story) wasn't at school today. I'm guessing she was sick, but dunno yet.

The boy I used to like (let's refer to him as that because I hate having to put the first initial of their name and then the asteriks afterwards) passed me twice today. First during lunch, when my friend M**** saw him and said, "Hey!" to me and I was just like "I don't give a shit about that kid anymore" and a second time when me and my friend O****** went to go get his free dress pass (BTW we did not get his free dress pass). The first time the kid just turned his head around to see if I was looking at him I guess, but I was talking (secretly looking in the corner of my eye) to A***** and then the second time I just tried not to pay attention to him, but I could feel that he was staring really hard at me. Do you ever get that feeling?! Well, I do.

Well, there was your daily dose of Lovely Fortune. ^_^

Four Projects All Due On The Same Week

This Is Very Stressful From My End But I'm Trying My Hardest...

I have two projects due in Biology next week, luckily I'm done with one of them and the four day weekend will help me get a boost on my other projects.

I have a partner project due in Health the next week as well, but I doubt me and my partner are even going to work together.

I have a project due in English (more like essay), that I will have to argue in class next week for "Animal Farm". I really wanted to pick Napoleon, but you have to get three pieces of evidence (don't see why when we're only going to use one) and I could only find two that were substantial to support my case.

Well, I'm working as hard as I can and really I need to all my grades (except P.E.) are High B's and I want them to become A's so my only worry is P.E.

Well, that's how school is going for me. Wish me luck!~