Imagine having an interview with a vampire. For me, it depends if i know he's a vampire or not. If i didn't know it, i'd be like "wow this creep is awesome". if i DID know it, i'd be running for the hills, like the idiot i am. anyway it all comes down to this: if you love vampires, WATCH INTERVIEW WITH THE VAMPIRE!!!!! Its an oldish movie, made in 1994. Basically its about a modern day guy, interviewing a 200 hundred yr old vampire called Louis (brad pitt). Louis tells him about his life and how he came to be...what he is. It is an exciting watch. I've already watched it 3 times, since i've burned it onto my ipod. Its quit addicting. Anyway, i am not going to watch it anymore, you eventually get sick of a good thing.
Now, i am going to record a video for science. Finally a project that is actually fun! We are studying primates and we have each been assigned a certain one and we have to do somthin unique and creative about the monkey. So im gunna write a song. I've got the melody, just needa right the lyrics, and to write the lyrics, i need to hear the melody, and i cant hear the melody without playing it, and i cant play and write, so i have to record just the melody, and then add lyrics. So listening to Longview, i say good bye.
(if you are wondering if i am always gunna say "while listening to bla bla bla" i most likley am, so deal with it.)
Here are the other main actors in INTERVIEW WITH THE VAMPIRE: Brad Pitt, Tom Cruise, Antonia Banderas, Kirsten Dunst.
Wednesday, February 18, 2009
Tuesday, January 20, 2009
a story
Betrayal
By:Julia Randall
I woke up to the hum of my air con, and the sunlight seeping though my curtains. It was Saturday, and I had made it through the night. The night of horror, and pain, and sorrow, and fear that would haunt my dreams forever. But it was just the beginning. I knew that. Stating it was just a known fact. It was the night I had fed one of my best friends to Vampires.
Please don’t automatically judge me as some kind of selfish person that doesn’t care who lives or dies. I wish I had a choice to let everyone who has risked their lives last night live, waking up to the sun just like I had. But it wasn’t that way. And I guess I couldn’t live with it because as I rolled over to stare at the other side of my room, I lazily tilted my alarm clock to check the time. One thirty pm. I decided it was time to get up. I sat up, but no sooner had I done so, it immediately felt like the air had been knocked out of me and I fell back down against my pillow. Then the nausea came. I got up and ran over to the bathroom and lifted the toilet seat. Ugh. Hang over.
At that moment, I had an entire flash back of last night. I could see my pale skin in the moonlight race through the jungle as I lead the way through thick air that was closing in around me. I had no idea where I was going. But I had to keep him safe. We had to get out of here. And that was far too late. Because as I looked over to try to yell over to Brendon, I couldn’t; he was gone.
“No!” I screamed, my voice echoing through the walls of trees.
I turned back to find a trail of blood, and then my guts twisted and my muscle tightened, because what was in front of me were four vampires, feasting on my childhood friend Brendon.
His guts were all over the place, along with an eyeball, skin torn and flung across the forest floor landing on plants and insects. I was angry. And I could feel it. I was changing. My skin ripped as my bones grew, but quickly reforming over them, pale as the moon and as strong as kyptonite. My teeth turned pearly white and 4 teeth extended over the others, sharp as a blade. And then, my eyes turned black and red. Soon the transformation was complete. I had transformed into a vampire.
I woke up to the hum of my air con, and the sunlight seeping though my curtains. It was Saturday, and I had made it through the night. The night of horror, and pain, and sorrow, and fear that would haunt my dreams forever. But it was just the beginning. I knew that. Stating it was just a known fact. It was the night I had fed one of my best friends to Vampires.
Please don’t automatically judge me as some kind of selfish person that doesn’t care who lives or dies. I wish I had a choice to let everyone who has risked their lives last night live, waking up to the sun just like I had. But it wasn’t that way. And I guess I couldn’t live with it because as I rolled over to stare at the other side of my room, I lazily tilted my alarm clock to check the time. One thirty pm. I decided it was time to get up. I sat up, but no sooner had I done so, it immediately felt like the air had been knocked out of me and I fell back down against my pillow. Then the nausea came. I got up and ran over to the bathroom and lifted the toilet seat. Ugh. Hang over.
At that moment, I had an entire flash back of last night. I could see my pale skin in the moonlight race through the jungle as I lead the way through thick air that was closing in around me. I had no idea where I was going. But I had to keep him safe. We had to get out of here. And that was far too late. Because as I looked over to try to yell over to Brendon, I couldn’t; he was gone.
“No!” I screamed, my voice echoing through the walls of trees.
I turned back to find a trail of blood, and then my guts twisted and my muscle tightened, because what was in front of me were four vampires, feasting on my childhood friend Brendon.
His guts were all over the place, along with an eyeball, skin torn and flung across the forest floor landing on plants and insects. I was angry. And I could feel it. I was changing. My skin ripped as my bones grew, but quickly reforming over them, pale as the moon and as strong as kyptonite. My teeth turned pearly white and 4 teeth extended over the others, sharp as a blade. And then, my eyes turned black and red. Soon the transformation was complete. I had transformed into a vampire.
Friday, December 26, 2008
Monday, December 8, 2008
waiting
Have you ever wanted something so bad you coudn't wait. Like for winter break, you cant wait for it, but then, when the time actually comes closer to the time that last bell rings till atleast a week or 2, you actually don't rlly wanna go? I feel that way rite now. Its december and winter break iz rite around the corner. Sure i wanna go snowboarding and have snowball fights, but i sorta just wanna hang @ home listening to music, buy cd's, and sleep in. i can't make up my mind. first i rlly rlly rllyy wanna go and get out of this hot place, then i dont wanna, now i do wanna. I can never make up my mind, and when i wanna change my mind, i can't.
hope your mind isn't as confused as mine.:D
XxJuliaxX
a different type of music
ok, i mite b posting a lot today, i cant seem to focus on my homework. I just remembered in our xmas strings concert, we performed a part from this song http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=uwVNoeEIcKc its about the bombing of hiroshima. I rlly like this penderecki guy(the composer) and his pieces similar to this. Its different than the my chem, green day thing, but i like it :D
XxJuliaxX
XxJuliaxX
2 tiny black shoes, a donkey costume, and a block of wood
Last night my lil sister and my dad were watching Mr. Magorium's Wonder Emporium (i had to look up the name on google, its one hell of a name for a kids movie.) I came at the end when this girl wuz controlling all the toys and stuff making it fly around the room. all the kids were running around all happy and stuff. The only thing i could think of wuz that if i wuz there i'd be screaming my lungs out and run from that place. Or id just think it wuz all remote controls or sumthin like that. But that also reminded me of the episode of kenny versus spenny i had watched earlier that day on youtube. It wuz the competition of who could stay in a haunted house the longest. (http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=I2s4vO6jJds&feature=PlayList&p=A841BEFB95427974&index=0) Of course ppl kept freakin out cuz kenny wuz trying to summon a spirit and stuff.
But that night wen i wuz just lying in bed thinking of nothing, a random line just popped into my head: It can either be haunted or magic. I have a pretty good feeling that i wud say it iz haunted. I dunno wat im referring to az haunted, but i kno whatever it iz, i'd chose haunted...
what bout you?
XxJuliaxX
Thursday, November 20, 2008
ME
Hi, meet me. This is the regular me; the emo girl, the suicidal kid, the person who slits her wrists. The My chemical romance freak. This is what I’ve been marked with by wearing wrists bands, chains, and wearing all black (besides the white t-shirt that is our uniform.) People just judge. Only a handful of people recognize my story, but I’m ready for others to know.
I’m really only 13. I pretend to be older so people to mark me, as they have before. I’ve learned a lot from hanging out with people older than me. One that I’m going through the same things they are. It’s not encouraging, its sucks knowing how much longer I’ll have to deal with the same problems I have.
I’ve recently (a year ago) fell in love, or at least I think I have, with a guy in a grade above me. This has changed my life so much; I don’t even think it’s my life that I’m living. That’s an entirely different story.
XxJuliaxX
Ps. Read the my chemical romance freak Hyper link. (the post title iz my, my chem story)
I’m really only 13. I pretend to be older so people to mark me, as they have before. I’ve learned a lot from hanging out with people older than me. One that I’m going through the same things they are. It’s not encouraging, its sucks knowing how much longer I’ll have to deal with the same problems I have.
I’ve recently (a year ago) fell in love, or at least I think I have, with a guy in a grade above me. This has changed my life so much; I don’t even think it’s my life that I’m living. That’s an entirely different story.
XxJuliaxX
Ps. Read the my chemical romance freak Hyper link. (the post title iz my, my chem story)
if the link doesnt work just go here and look for da title www.torturedteenager-idioticpunk-emofreak.blogspot.com/
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