Why do revision? Why do schoolwork? You are useless; nothing you do is going to work. Not a good friend. Not a good student. You're going to fail in the exams so why bother revising. So I'm just going to sit here, last day of term, and stare and bits of paper and pretend to revise. But why bother? I'm not clever. The information never sinks in. Oh, we have passed 4444 views. Clever us. I can't get to sleep because a voice in my ear tells me how useless I am, and as a sidenote hoe I should go and throttle my brother in his sleep. Ah, these are the days. School again. Let's think positively, shall we? I actually woke up at a good time this morning. Eight-of-the-clock. Sure, I'm aiming for seven-of-the-clock, but it's progress! Last night I managed to do four or five stupidly hard Sudoku. You know how you need 1-9 in each row, box and column? And they give you numbers at the start? These guys don't give you numbers. They give you clues to what the numbers may be. Grrrrrr. Well, from left to right on my favorites bar (the websites I try to visit daily) I have the following news: -RANDOM WORD GENERATOR: didn't click it. -FLIGHT RISING BETA TEST: one of my baby dragons has grown up. The rest of the litter will mature tomorrow. I have seven dragons: my two starter dragons, and their two children, and three adopted dragons. The two adopted ones have matured so far, giving me four adults to use in battle at the Colosseum, and three little babies to admire all the time. The soon-to-be-adults are Eliza, (a purple mirror dragon named after a character in Fire World), Emerald (a completely green dragon, who is adopted. I love her so much: so cute!) and Bluetongue. Despite a green mother and a grey father, the purple and blue dragons are in fact naturally born into my clan. Weird. -SMITHSONIAN DINOSAUR BLOG: didn't click it. -GOOGLE TRANSLATE: didn't click it. If you are bored, go onto google translate, type something funny in, and make the voice-person say it. -CUCKOO YOUNG WRITERS MAGAZINE: didn't click it. -FACEBOOK: had a look through things. Today I was tagged in a picture of a really cute Cthulhu; d'awwwwww! (Cthulhu being the tentacled god of madness. Look him up, then read some Lovecraft. Like Poe, but more aliens) -HOTMAIL: didn't click it. -ROMANTICALLY APOCALYPTIC: it updated! The people who make it are moving into a new studio, so the picture isn't done by Alexius, but by another artist who does fantastic drawings of the adventures of Stalky and Lifealope. This week one of Annet's robot-thingys woke up, and found a patch of grass which is ILLEGAL! So she summoned lots of robot bugs called 'Gardeners' and burned the place down. -HOMESTUCK: it updated! The adventures of Jane Crocker, who is upset at the minute because Jake is being an arsehole. Also, Roxy got covered in glitter, so even if she is invisible and can fly, she is being tracked through the streets of Durse. -POST OF RANDOM STUFF: I'm here aren't I? I've also checked the blogs at the side: James Gurney (who wrote Dinotopia!) made a post about abandoned buildings (huh, should he read Romantically Apocalyptic?) and also, I felt inspired to post something today. -DEVIENTART: Alexius made a post about the new studio/office/thing, his new intern, and a book which has one of his artworks on zee cover (I had a look at it. Post-apocalyptic love story anyone? I'm not too keen on love stories myself). Someone thanked me for 'fave'ing an epic sketch of Flight Rising dragons, and a paleo/fantasy artist has returned to his art school which has better internet than his house so he is posting pictures like billio. -GOOGLE: What would I need to google at this time in the morning?
Ah, school. How I hate thee. I was revising most of yesterday for the chemistry resit. Today I need to revise some more. But I can't be bothered. So I'm putting this post on the blog, then I am off to write some more of my story, Draconic Entomology, and then I'm going to work on the fanadventure with my friends (it's like a role-playing fanfic for Homestuck) and maybe I'll do some more stuff on the Beta Test of Flight Rising. I'm a beta tester guys. And when this game comes out, if you choose to play it, you shall be addicted to it just as I am. SO MANY DRAGONS! And with that, I shall leave you with:
I promise not to get sentimental as I go over the events that happened this year. In fact I wont. Because a lot of bad things have happened, (such as wars and those who died in them) and then a lot of boring things happened (such as school and the Olympics) and not much else happened. However I will say that Britain had its wettest year in recorded history. ...And Mcdogface has not said much on this blog this year. Um... This was the year I discovered and became obsessed with Romantically Apocalyptic, and this was the year that I had a truly awesome Christmas. I'm halfway through my GCSEs, going to resit some of them in January, and I think 2013 will be a lot like 2012, although I only have one calender (in 2012 I had three) and there wont be a huge doomsday prediction. That's it really. See you guys in 2013! Dark Dragon
Surprisingly the day with the most awesome date ever was not that different from any other day. We now need to wait 89 years until we have a year with all the numbers the same again. For our generation it was an annual occurrence, but for the next group of humans they may never experience it. When I'm older I shall turn to my friends and ask "Remember when every year all the numbers were sometimes the same?" and they'd nod and say "Yeah, before 2013 right?" Ah well. Twelve is my lucky number. Here are some facts about the number Twelve: -While twelve means a dozen, a baker's dozen is in fact thirteen. This leaves a chance for error when baking, so if one of the loafs gets burned then they are still selling twelve loafs. -Magnesium, a metal used frequently in chemistry lessons, has the atomic number 12. -A dozen dozens is a gross. -A system of counting with dozens rather than tens is called a dozenal system rather than a decimal system. -A group of twelve things is called a duodecad. The ordinal adjective is duodenary, twelfth. The adjective referring to a group consisting of twelve things is duodecuple. Some places where the number twelve can be found: THE CALENDER Twelve months Twelve Zodiac Signs THE BIBLE 12 apostles 12 sons of Jacob 12 tribes formed after Moses left Egypt And um... Somewhere else? Most alphebets have 24 letters, and half of 24 is 12. Let's face it, twelve is a cool number. Happy twelfth of the twelfth oh twelve! Dark Dragon
I'm back again. I had so many wonderful things to talk about on the blog, but I've forgotten them all. Um... This week was one of the last dates which is the same backwards as it is forwards, because the easiest way to get a date which mirrors itself is to have it in the 11th month, so 1 and 1 are in the middle. 21.11.21 (Americans would disagree for they write the date thus: 11.21.21) Next year, we cannot have 31.11.13 because there are not 31 days in November. 30 days in November. K? Also, this is going to be the last year where all the numbers in the date can be the same, for there are only twelve months in a year: 12.12.12 2012 is a special year, no? But I digress. Stegosaur plates, what are they for? Read this: http://blogs.smithsonianmag.com/dinosaur/2012/11/stegosaurus-plate-debate/ I just digress again and again. I digress, I procrastinate, I lie, I cheat, I shout and... Ya know I'm not feeling too good today. Woke up from a nightmare where everyone was turning into monsters necro-morph style, including one weird one who was a chav from my school who had her face stretched over her new angular head and a dark green scorpion sting which frothed and fizzed with venom in an unhealthy way. And yesterday I had a bad experience with some slugs. I am terrified of slugs, and they had somehow made a circle around me, or rather I had accidently stepped into a CIRCLE OF SLUGS! And my throat is raw and painful, and I have lost the ability to do maths. I spent half an hour staring at 7x8=14 and trying to work out what was wrong. I am in the top math's set for fuck's sake! My brain is no longer safely operational. However, my recurring nightmares, not the ones with people-monsters and bad horror-movie plots, but the ones involving a sinister individual called Marz Souleater, are getting annoying and also... Second thoughts, best not dwell on that subject. So... Can I write anything that'll make a good blog post? The answer is no. This is the blog post you are getting. Be happy with it. Oh, and here is a video of my friends Jenny and Freya, who got banned on camfrog for saying 'I thought I saw a gay man once, but it might have just been lettuce'
That last post? Scratch that. Life has nearly returned back to normal now. I now have six Biffy Clyro CDs: The Singles Puzzles Revolutions Infinity Land Blackened Sky Revolutions Live at Wembly Um... I'll make a more interesting blog post soon, I promise! Anyhoo:
Right, I was going to make a blog post about Hallowe'en, and the history of its traditions, and stuff about All Saint's Day and The Day of The Dead. I was going to talk about the subconsciousness and Things That Go Bump In The Night. There would have been funny videos. But something has happened. Now, although this is a blog, and therefore essentially an online diary, I'm not going to tell you what happened, because it is a personal matter to do with my family. But I am going to say this: There is not strictly speaking 'good', 'evil', 'right', 'wrong' or a correct order of the universe. Our actions are either 'sensible', 'silly', or 'reasonable'. Everyone in my family is being 'silly'. The crying is 'reasonable'. Some of the things that were said were 'reasonable'. The rest were extremely 'silly' to the point they can only be labelled as 'stupid'. Whatever happens next will be decided today. November the first, twenty-twelve, the start of Dark Dragon's life really. I feel angry and I want to rip things apart and smash them and I also feel vulnerable as if a hole will open in my chest and my blood will quietly drain away like smoke and I will just crumple. All sides of the family argument think that I am blameless and a helpful bridge between them. I am beyond neutral. I am 'a very grown up girl' and 'coping well' and 'I'm sorry to dump this on you but...' and FUCKING HELL SHUT UP AND GET YOUR LIFE BACK TOGETHER. JUST LOVE YOUR FUCKING FAMILY. WE SHARE THE SAME GENES FOR FUCK'S SAKE. LOVE YOUR SPOUSE AND YOUR CHILDREN, LOVE YOUR PARENTS! They're being friend's for the minute because Dad needs to go to hospital, but when they get the results of these tests Things will be decided. I love my life, you know? I have a really big house, a pet snake, a loving family, great great GREAT friends, an Xbox 360, all the books I could read... I don't want to loose my loving family. Well, okay, all sides think I'm a great person, and no matter what happens I will stay in contact with all of them, but I want them all under one roof, co-operating. Actually this kind of shit has happened before. They argue for about a month and then forget about it. But these things have been piling up... Anyhow, happy 1st of November! Dark Dragon
