I don’t know why but it’s so hard to say. Once my best friend came upto me and asked,”Do you like my new hair?”And I’m like OMG, what should I say?! She looks like she just dragged herself out of bed with a seriously bad case of bed hair…
“I luurve it! It totally makes,um…your eyes seem bigger?”
Hey, don’t judge me! It wasn’t meant to end up as a question. Have you ever experienced this?
Toodlepip,
Anonymous Dork, over and out
No school for 19 days, people!!!!! I can even do an Irish jig right now.(cue for Irish folk music) Whoa, not LITERALLY, ya idiot. (Conscience: Could’ve said so, ya idiotic moron!) Wow, sheesh kebab, outwitted by MY OWN conscience. Not cool. I’m going to carry on with the story now… Yes, I know I’m a total weirdo but who cares? ( the conscience part was true though😅)
“Understatement of the year much?” Alyssa mumbled. Instead of agreeing with her, he just laughed. Alyssa thought his laugh sounded like rich creamy caramel she used to adore when she was a little kid. Actually, she was still a lover of all things sweet. But anyway, back to the novel.(awesome synonym, I know🤗)
“So, uh, can I have your number, Alyssa? I know I kind of surprised you a few days ago but still…” He scratches his head, messing it up more.
“I don’t even know you but I feel like I can trust you not to lead me away and murder me. Give me your phone.” As he hands the phone over, she gives him her phone.
“You know I said that we moved here because of my mum’s job, well, it wasn’t completely true, also with my sister going to school here was a white lie.” Alex stated.
“Why the hell did you lie?! Everybody actually belie-” Alyssa was cut off
“No my mum is actually here for a job but it isn’t her actual job, you are. You see you aren’t exactly a normal human. You are the future Magicia Kuini! Your dad wa-“Alex was interrupted by a storm of questions.
“What is her ‘actual job’ then? Me, not a normal human? Of course I’m normal! Who the hell are the Magicia? What is a Kuini? How do you know my dad? Where is he?” Her speak was almost animated.
“Seeker. Yeah, that was what I said. No you are not. They are a tribe of what humans call ‘witches and wizards’ but without the ugly looks, black clothes, wands, cannibalism, disgusting potions and we’re the good guys and gals. Queen.He is the rangatira/prince of the Magicia. At the Magicia kuhawa/gates.
Ooooooh the suspense is killing me.😲
Toodlepip,
Anonymous Dork, over and out
P.S Sorry if you are Irish by some chance.
I didn’t post for four days! How could I? You’re seriously an idiot! I didn’t mean you guys, just myself.
At least the Easter holidays start on Thursday. I’m still thinking about what I should do next in the story…
Toodlepip,
Anonymous Dork, over and out
Sometimes I ask that question. You probably do too. Why are we here? Why does space go on forever? Why is the government so hell bent on making the SATS so hard it makes life for us in year 6 so b****y miserable? I think I’m going to continue the story to stop myself from swearing.
After class finished, Alyssa jumped up and headed toward the door. Thank god Izzy was in her next class.
“Wait!” a masculine voice reached her ears.
She turned around and saw Alex a few steps behind her.
“I kinda need to, um, talk to you?” It sounded more like a question.
She waited for him to explain.
“Out in a place we can’t be seen or heard… Maybe the park after school?”
“Uh, okay…”
It was a tiring day and Alyssa felt like she could collapse in exhaustion. But she had to meet Alex in the park. She got to the park to see him listening to some music with some headphones on. His head but bobbed to the beat. As if sensing her presence, he looked up.
“Ok, so I know this was kinda random…”
Very mysterious, huh? I’ll post as soon as possible!
Toodlepip,
Anonymous Dork, over and out
… I’d be seriously happy. But the problem is, you can’t exactly do that. Your future is changed by the decisions you make. Life could be different if you had chose some other path. So if you chose to have an apple for break instead of a jumbo chocolate bar, it could be healthier and you could save the bar for lunch. But if you chose the bar, you might get told off for not having a healthy snack. Always be careful about the decisions you make in your life because you can’t EVER go back on it unless you design a time machine, which is not likely. Please keep this in mind.
Anonymous Dork, over and out
(The girl is now called Alyssa)
Alyssa ran into class, fearing she was late.
“Ah, Alyssa, you’ve decided to join us finally,”smiles Mr January,”please take a seat.”
Flustered, she ran to her usual chair at the back. For a change, there was someone even later than Alyssa for a change. The door was flung open by a tall, messy brunette boy, his eyes darting around the class.
“Ah, someone even less punctual than Alyssa. Someone like that only comes around in a millennia,” the amused teacher chuckles,” and you MUST be our new student. Why don’t you introduce yourself?”
“Uh, hi I’m Alex Fletcher and I just moved here from Los Angeles ’cause my mom just got a new job and my sister is gonna go to high school here. I think that’s it.” he glanced around at everyone and looked at Mr January. Mr January nodded at him. As Alex came closer, Alyssa realised it was the boy from the park. Alex seemed to sense her eyes on him and winked flirtatiously at her. No one noticed his wink since the boys were leaning back in their seats listening to Mr January blabber on about Shakespeare’s Midsummer Nights Dream and the girls were gossiping about the new ‘hottie’ from America and the latest sale at the mall.
I hope you enjoy the story so far!
Toodlepip,
Anonymous Dork, over and out
P.S No comments or likes yet! 😦
People say their names when they are asked this question. But does this actually tell us who they are? I’m known as Anonymous Dork. None of you know me in person. Hence the Anonymous part of the name. I’m just a dork behind a screen writing on a blog about nonsense with glimpses of my life.(the next paragraph is a random story I wrote)
“Who are you? I’ve never seen you around and I’m pretty sure I haven’t seen you at school,” she stated, standing up, curious about the boy who had found HER secret place. “I’m a lover of tennis, chocolate and dogs and a jock who hates peas…” He replied, winking at her, confusing the puzzled girl further. Then he kissed her cheek and ran off, faster than the wind. She just stood there, blushing furiously and staring love-struck after the mysterious boy.
I hope you liked the story! I’ll write the next part tomorrow hopefully!
Toodlepip,
Anonymous Dork, over and out
What are dreams? I really don’t know what they are. Maybe they are visions of the future, like when I dreamt that when we went on the trip to Buckingham Palace, I would be partnered up with Taylor Swift (as in my friend, not the world famous singer) and, hey presto! Or maybe dreams are inspirations!
So sorry for not posting on Thursday. I had written it and left it as a draft!
Toodlepip,
Anonymous Dork, over and out
… don’t bother coming again another day.’ It has been raining WAY too much. It’s like the sky is trying to cry her heart out or something. I always think that rain means the sky is sad and sunshine means happiness. Snow means guilt and hail means fear.
Today was one of those days. I got splattered with disgusting, gloopy mud! On my FACE! Not cool boys, not cool. I’ve got “It’s raining tacos” stuck in my head and, of course, it rained cats, dogs AND buckets! We were meant to have netball OUTSIDE but because of stupid rain, we did netball INSIDE. Our supply teacher should consider seeing a physiatrist and I’m being serious.
Toodlepip,
Anonymous Dork, over and out
It’s true.
Like the fact I got FULL marks on the stupid maths test was BRILLIANT, but the fact that everyone else was staring at me and going, “What?! Why is it always her? She must have a calculator in her head!” And yes, they did say that. To say it was embarrassing was the understatement of the year.
This morning I read Juliana Chang’s post. She seemed very honest and I really liked that. Some people find it INCREDIBLY hard to admit their feelings and their opinion on a subject, like me. That is one of the reasons I started this blog. I felt really insecure about my appearance and basically everything about me apart from my studies. (I feel confident about my studies and intelligence because I know I try to make an effort) Now I’ve realised nobody is gonna care if you don’t tell them how you’re feeling and go along with anything, even if it hurts your interests. What are your thoughts on this post?
Toodlepip,
Anonymous Dork, over and out
P.S Do you like the over and out thingummybob? It sounds a tad ridiculous and dorky, but hey, I’m a dork. ( It’s in the name🤓, people)
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