In Case You've Missed Me...

I'm Moving!

How fitting that the 200th post should tell you that I'm moving.
Anyway, I decided to switch blog servers. I really like the looks of WordPress and I think that's where I'll go.
Drop me a PM on Fanfic/FictionPress or an email if you know it and I'll tell you the new URL.
If worst comes to worst, who knows--I might be back here at Blogger.
(Of course I still like Blogger. I love all of Google's products.)

xoxo

As much as I like Blogger...

I'm thinking about moving.
I really like the looks of WordPress.
But then again, I'm too lazy to move.

Story time.
Last year I changed email addresses because technically the email I had been using was an email addy that my friend and I had made together and she had picked the screenname. It was one that didn't really scream Maddie so I decided, "Hey, how hard could it be to switch emails?"
It was actually sort of difficult.
Once I made my new email, I added Amy, Sophie, and my FF friends on chat then went, "Okay! Time to forward all my emails from my old account to my new one! Cuz, you know, I really do enjoy looking back on old emails."
(Gmail makes this easy to do, btw)
However, it took about two hours to wait for a year and a half's worth of emails to pop up in my inbox so that I could mark them as read and subsequently archive them. I think at one point I checked my new email and screamed because it said Inbox (239) or something.
I ended up getting it all settled.

Anyway, I might move, I might not. I really do like all of Google's products.

ETA: I'll be messing with the blog's layout for a bit. Don't be surprised if you come here and it looks all out of whack and half-finished.

Lots of updates!

I would greatly appreciate it if you read and reviewed (:

Rhapsody Academy of the Seas
Chapter 3: Politeness
And if you haven't read it yet, Chapter 2: Proactive

Westchester's Suitehearts
Chapter 18: you're out of line and rarely sober

And my new story, A Clique Lover's Garden of Oneshots
First oneshot: Happy Holidaze

Gmail chats are always interesting.

Avery: why are dylan and josh always drunk in your stories?
me: that's a really good point actually
Avery: haha
i figured there was a reason... guess not?
me: no, not really
i always thought that dylan had a wild streak
that's pretty much it

Reasons Why I Should Not Be Allowed Out in Public

Okay, remember this passage from my FF story, Last Year's Wishes are This Year's Apologies?

“You got any fudgesicles?” Cam asked as he raided Massie’s fridge.
“Nope,” she replied. “I’m all about Luna bars now.”
“The whole nutrition bar for women? No way am I eating that. I’ll grow boobs.” Cam declared as he threw a Nutz Over Chocolate across the room.

Yeah, well, like most events in my stories, it was inspired by real life. So I got on the bus yesterday and was talking to a boy we'll abbreviate as T...
T: Remember last year you had that granola bar thing and you said that if I ate it I'd grow boobs?
Me: Yeah, it was a Luna bar and it was called the 'whole nutrition bar for women' so you said that if you ate it you would grow boobs.
Me: -thinking- Or maybe it really was me that said that and I just confused somebody with Cam Fisher from LYWATYA oh crap.

I belong in a cage, srsly.

Just when you thought Twilight was about to go out of style...

Bam! You find another blogger making fun of the pop culture phenomena and you're sucked right back in again.

This time I have renewed my love for the lulz of Twilight in the form of Sparknotes' online community, aka the reason I'm procrastinating when I should be studying.

Lately the contributors at SparkLife been having writer Dan Bergstein read and blog about Twilight. While it seems silly at first, the more Dan blogs, the more I'm snickering and laughing out loud at his sarcastic comments, crude drawings, and predictions for the rest of the book.

Take the blood typing chapter, for example:
"Bella realizes she’s going to be late for biology, and Edward tells her he’s skipping class. We quickly learn why: The biology teacher is requiring the students to prick their fingers to determine their blood type. In this age of AIDS education, I find it unlikely that bloodletting would be assigned in the classroom. Perhaps this teacher will also conduct biology labs called “Everybody Smoke,” and “Let’s Find Out What Knives Taste Like.”

At the sight of blood, Bella gets squeamish and nearly faints. Mike offers to take her to the nurse. As they walk to the other building, two things happen. First, Bella needs to lie down on the cement. And second, I realize that whoever built this school in rain-drenched Washington was an idiot. Build a damn hallway. Or tunnels. Also, from what I gather, this is a pretty small school, so why does it feel like Penn State University as the kids walk from building to building?"

It's almost as brilliant as Cleolinda's infamous recaps.

The first installment is here.