I WILL CONQUER THE WORLD, DAMMIT.

SO WHAT HAVE I BEEN UP TO? Besides the usual nefarious schemes (which is of course what I was doing to be grounded in the first place), I have: done homework. Played the Sims 2 every. day. Eaten. Slept [I've felt surprisingly rested the last week or so. Hurmmmm.]. Ipoded [So a word.]. Missed Sharicus, who has been absent from school for about a week [GET BETTER SHARICUS I MISS YOUUUUUU.]. Kermed. Moobered. Bennered? No. Dandaned? Somewhat. Wezzered? Not at all. I also had the great joy of completely reworking one of my firstest-ever stories, which was completely awful. It's a little bittersweet, because I'm changing so much, but at the same time the little voice in my head is going FINALLY.

HEY EVERYONE IMMABOUT TO GO ALL RAMBLING ON A WEIRDLY-NAMED STORY, SO IF YOU DON'T WANT TO READ ABOUT A STORY WITH A GUY NAMED 'ROP,' SKIP AHEAD.

When I call this thing old (which I haven't), I mean old. Like fifth/sixth grade old, when I first started really writing. It was about a girl named Danielle who ran away into the woods behind her home and come across the magical world of Ronal, and the furry woodland talking creature things that dwelled in it. There were five books, each with Danielle going back and saving Ronal once again. It was pretty much in inbred monster between Harry Potter and Narnia, with my own suckish writing and story-telling skills thrown in.

Now it's about a girl named Daniella (big change there, I know) who may or may not be insane. Woo.

See, she discovers a place NOT called Ronal, but Rowet, which is a kingdom of PEOPLE, not animals, in the land of Moetica. She's usually led there by a gray bird/lady who is, of course, some ethereal being, but sometimes finds it on her own (like the first time). It's all very real to her, of course, with the Guardians and the Faen and, yanno, the people, and the crazy vengeful queen from the north named Callia who is looking to conquer Rowet, who is actually the daughter of the young queen of Rowet, Ana. Oops, spoilers. Anyway. It's not like she goes around telling people she's there, but they still start to think she's crazy to some degree (like a big degree) and take her to a hospital and give her meds and when that doesn't work, send her to a psychiatrist to cure the crazy, and finally send her to a mental recovery place, where they send those crazy kids. All this time she's still going to Rowet and fulfilling her destiny and all that jazz. She doesn't have a particularly awful life, but her dad died when she was young, and she has no friends, and they all think she just has a chemical or two off that makes her so desperate to not be in her world that she creates her own idealized world in her head. But...COULD IT ACTUALLY BE REAL? Oooh, plot.

Oooh, I think I'll explain the Gaurdians and the Faen. Neither are gods, per se, but more like magical beings; the Faen are mortal and the Gaurdians are not. There are Gaurdians of Light and Darkness; of Light being Erebeas of the Moon, Adela of the Stars, Ferdean (fair-dee-an) of the Sun, Dolcene (dole-see-nee) of Fire, and Mebese (meh-bee-see) the Queen, who is of, roughly translated, 'the light within.' The Gaurdians of Darkness consist of Riparta of Chaos, Ven of Night, Salinoab of Shadow, Poresta of 'Nothingness', and Rop the King, of, roughly translated, 'the darkness within.' Yes, I have considerable fun making up names for these people. Personally, I would love the name 'Rop.'

AND THE FAEN. When I said they were mortal, I meant most of them. The ones that are equivalent to witches, or fairies, or something. The Sorien, the Forst Faen, are basically nymphs; the Helpsi, or Sky Faen, are basically angels. Both are like loosely-structured tribes of magical beings, taking many forms. The immortals consist of Ames, the Faen of Love, who is basically cupid; Ellia, the Faen of Knowledge, who takes the place of the ultimate librarian; she's the first person Daniella meets upon entering Moetica, in the Grand Hall, which is a library that stretches on endlessly. She's something like a fawn; entirely brown-colored and ancient and somewhere between withered and thriving. Finally there's Sepephna, Ferdean's daughter, who is the Faen of Fire; she could be seen as 'Spirit' or something along those lines.

So basically Daniella enters this world, with castles and crazy magic stuff, and defeats Callia, and falls in love with Caler, and ends up in a padded room. Zall good.

HEY EVERYONE THE RAMBLING ABOUT MY WEIRDLY-NAMED STORY IS OVER!

Alright. What have I done today? Not much. The other day I COMPLETELY showed up the teacher in understanding Shakespeare. The hell to the yeah. I almost did it again today, except no one was really sure what the line meant, and I threw out a guess, and he seemed to accept it, because he announced it to the class. THE HELL TO THE YEAH. And people say I'm not analytical. Pssht. PSSHT.

Tomorrow most of the day will be spent watching To Kill a Mockingbird in the auditorium. I still get the joys of math, science, and art, though.

TODAY I SKIPPED LUNCH AND HUNG OUT IN 3D ART WITH MOOBERS/SILVER. WOOT WOOT.

And now I will share my grades.

English 83.33. Surprisingly, this isn't bad.

Art 61.88. Because SOMEONE has so far not given me a grade on a 50-point assignment. Harumph.

Geometry 86.74. So apparently 9 points can bring your grade down 13--WHAT I GOT AN 86 ON THE BENCHMARK??? HOW??? IT WAS SO EASY!!!

Latin 90.80. I'm doing better in Latin than I am in my own language. Heh.

Science 90.88. I do amazingly well on the tests in this class, and yet I still have a 90. Wut.

World Civ. 90.23. This class makes me sad.

That....depressed me.