shell_mel: (Writer Keeper)
2009-08-27 06:16 pm
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Fanfiction Writing Update!!

First Chapter is up!! =D

Title: Filling In The Gaps
Author: Shell Mel
Rating: T
Genre: Drama/Mystery
Summary:  He’s sick, hurt and has no idea who he actually is. He awakes to a place he doesn’t know and people who seem to want to help him. But are these people really his friends? Or is someone lying to him?

Links -

SS: http://www.5wwwww5.com/forum/viewtopic.php?t=12228&start=0&postdays=0&postorder=asc&highlight=&mforum=stealthystories

FF.net: http://www.fanfiction.net/s/5312860/2/

shell_mel: (Writer Keeper)
2009-08-19 09:34 am

I Write!

I'm writing again! Yay!

At the moment it's fanfiction... but it's better then nothing.

So TMNT... I was going to continue that Donnie Dabble I did... But...

I had set myself the task of at least planning it out the next day. But that night, an evil plot bunny attack me... And this one gave me the whole story. Not bits and pieces, everything! So it would be easier to get me writing more because I would be less likely to hit brick walls.

So... Yay me!

http://www.fanfiction.net/s/5312860/1/

Anyone who's interested please tell me what you think... I want to improve and get better at writing!
shell_mel: (Zzzzz)
2009-08-12 10:25 am
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*giggles at the logic of her dream*

Or the lack of logic anyway.

I had such a strange dream...

I had gone round Dis's house for lunch. There we were mucking around and there was alchol around, but I didn't drink as I knew I had to drive. We went outside to play a game of netball (as Dis now has one at her house) with these random girls that came out of nowhere. Though we were having too much fun to play by the rules. So we used bo staffs, which seemed to annoy the girls for some reason.

One of the girls grabbed a spare staff and came over to me to smash my head in. There was a loud crack, and the bo staff was broken. I put a hand to my head, frowning. That hit me... and I'm still on my feet and not feeling pain...? I can live with that. ^^

The girl look horrified as I ran after her. I tackled her to the ground, punching the ground right next to her head, actually causing the ground to crack and become indented. Needless to say the girl was scared, she wouldn't stop screaming. I had just wanted to warn her not to do it again... No need to overreact or anything.

Then the cops came and arrested me. For some reason Dis thought this was all her fault and wouldn't stop apologizing. But then simply left after she asked me to keep her informed of the situation.

I was taken to the police station, but was soon released on bail for the moment. But I was going to go to prison according to them.

I shrugged and walked up, when suddenly I got a call from Sandy's mum. For some reason she was lost in Rundle Street, in Adelaide. I told her how to get to me. Walk out of the alley and take a left then keep walking until she saw me. Though she said she didn't understand. So I decided to go and meet her. Though I didn't go to Rundle Street. I flew, not in a plane or anything, to Finland to see her. It had taken 4 hours but I had made it.

Apparently Sandy had only just gotten back from Australia, so she was still tired but gave me a hug anyway. I showed her mum how to get to where she wanted... as I was suddenly in Rundle Street again. Then I was back at Sandy's and my mum and little brother was there. I told my mum I had been arrested. She sighed heavily and was not pleased but she was very supportive.

We met up with my dad and we tried to tell him that I had been arrested but it didn't make sense to him. So we just walked along with very sunny path with pink and yellow marbles the size of netballs. I started to play with them as I went. I connecting them all together with a metal rope and started to use it as a giant toy. I waved them over my head (the thing being about 20 metres at least over my head), when suddenly the momentum of it all lifted me up. Like a helicopter!

Then the cops showed up, shooting at the marbles to get me down. But as I fell fire started to come out the ends of my feet, like astro boy! Then it hit me... this whole time I had been a robot! I flew down to the cops and started in my defensive for my earlier arrest, that the girl had been in no danger. Due to the fact I was a robot and that I could be so precise, there was no way she was in any danger.

They called me crazy, despite the fact I was flying!

My parents took me house hunting. We found a nice one in the Adelaide hills. Which turned out to be a mental hospital... This is where I was going to serve out my prison sentence. I was not happy. But I went in willingly. They welcomed me and I was the only young person in there. The rest were all really old people...

I walked around and explored. Everyone seemed normal enough, except in one room a guy was taking bets for a fight that was apparently going on. They were having tournaments. I told him I'm normally in the fights rather then taking sides on one. He said I should join in next time. I smiled and accepted. What could a bunch of old people do to robogirl anyway?

So I went back to the desk and asked for the password so I could use the computer. I needed to let everyone know I wouldn't be online for a while as I might be here a few years. The password was 'Heroin.' But when I got on the internet I just check my emails and left without actually doing anything. Suddenly one of the old men came over to me, claiming he had a brilliant idea. He was going to make a fake cake out of a toilet seat, then get the nurses to eat it.

I told him I had a better one. Together we rallied a group of old people and managed to get hold of some drag cars. From there we went out hooning. I wasn't worried about myself. I was robogirl! But I was worried for those I dragged along with me. We didn't get very far before we crashed as people seemed to go out of their way to hit us.

We were in big trouble when we got back.

Though for some reason I was not suspected of having been the Mastermind behind the idea. So they tried to get me to accuse someone else, otherwise my punishment would be to:

-Do the kids program and entertain them for a hundred hours. (I don't like little kids in this dream.)
-Never get to use the internet again.
-And be sedated whenever I wasn't with the kids.

I laughed at the guy and told him I would love to point the finger at someone else but I was told I had to always tell the truth. And this was the truth.

He sighed and went to sedate me. I grabbed his wrist, twisted it, took the sedative and threw it so it impaled the wall. The guy looked horrified while I had a rather evil small smile on my face. I told him there was nothing he could do to me.

....

Then I woke up.

>_< Illogical... But so logical in some areas.

There was a lot more detail but this is just the main idea of what happened.

And off I go! As robogirl, the insane prisoner of Adelaide Hills!
shell_mel: (Idiot)
2009-08-10 08:08 pm
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Then I close my eyes and see how fast time flies...

-Last Man on the Moon by SR-71

Since the 30th and up until a day ago or so I have been sick. I was hoping to get better quickly. That didn't happen. Sadly...

Due to the tablets I had I was knocked six for six every night. I got 8 hours plus every night. A rarity for me. But this means I now am having trouble sleeping now I'm off the tablets. So this means a lack of sleep once more. *Sighs*

So when I start to feel better. My head is clearer but I still had the cough and the blocked nose.

That's disappearing now so I feel fine, right? WRONG!

I'm asthmatic. What does this mean? Basically my lungs reject the normal way of breathing and try this new funky way where you don't use all of your lungs and that the air gets a higher level of moister then it should so it can't be absorbed too well.

So  this means it takes me longer to rebound off cold and that they hit me harder then they do most.

I'm fine with this. I've lived with it everyday of my life. But what does this mean to those who don't have it and like the spotlight on themselves? Hmm... Apparently I'm full of shit? That's right? 100% Bullshit. =D

I love my father but unless it is about him he just doesn't get it. I told him I wouldn't be going to karate again (as I did not go last week) because my asthma hasn't settled yet. His reply? "You're letting it to the Shizen-Housen-house."

This confused me for a number of reasons.

1. I know what Shizen-housen means. I know it's German. What I don't get is why he was using it. My father is very bitter with some countries due to his dad and the prejudices his dad had due to the war. Dad kid of inherited it from him... So he was never too fond of Germany or Japan. A number of my friends are from these nationalities, so to prevent them from getting big war-like lectures I just don't tell him. So if my dad doesn't like Germany and has never used that phrase before... what does that mean? Has he been replaced? Getting Senia? Or mum finally got him replaced by a robot?

2. He knows I love my karate club. I go whenever I can. And today would have been one that everyone would have wanted everyone there for. A little girl's parents have both died within a year of one another. Her father died yesteray. That's so sad. So Shihan Scott is going to adopt her as their families have always been close.

And Finally!

3. Yesterday I thought I was all better. Or at least enough to no longer have to hold back and just be my normal energetic self at work. I was fine talking, standing, sitting, walking. But when I sprinted from one end of the store to the other, then back again for a customer. She needed a replacement and we were really busy so there was no one avaliable to get it for me. So I ran (as I had a line). I got back, gave her the meat. She thanked me, turned to leave but quickly turned back to find me on the floor.
That's right. I practically passed out. I suddenly my chest had started to feel really tight, a hot flush came over me and a wave of dizziness hit me. Then suddenly the world tilted and I was on the floor with people all around me. So yes. Despite feeling fine, I was obviously not. It always takes my asthma forever to go back to normal after being sick.

So yes.
 
2 minute run = faint.
90 minute karate = ?

Please tell me that someone sees my logic?!

Why does he not? Because he is the only family member I have (in this house) that doesn't have asthma and doesn't understand how it truly affects us. How hard it makes things? Simple things, like breathing become an impossible task.

Oh and my mother is sick. She also has asthma... Hmmm... What does this mean? Oh yes. On his days off from work he is going to make her slave around which is not helping her get better.

You're a winner dad. Though maybe instead of sanity pills we should have got you logical one?
shell_mel: (Grrr)
2009-07-18 09:41 pm
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Work...

I rarely discuss work here or rant about it... but today was very... special.

Let me just start by saying I am a check out chick and have been for three years and a half. This year I was promoted to superviser (yay me!). I have a strong work ethic (oddly enough it only appiles at work). Basically just do your best. There are very few people I dislike. Very few that make me groan when I see I'm working with them for my shift. And looking back on these people I see why I dislike them. THEY ARE LAZY TOAD!!!



First off we have horse face toad. Her name is Chloe. She smiles a lot and I can get on with her outside of work. But in work? No...

Chloe came to my work place a year and a half after me and was promoted within 6 months. I don't mind the promotion. She was able to work full time and that's what they were looking for at the time. What I do mind is when I worked in bakehouse (as I used to do this once a week at the time), she'd do the day shift in that department. She'd leave an hour early claiming everything was done...

Done meaning put out the fresh bread, fully filled all the products, dumped all out of date and damaged stock, put the balfours out when they arrive, put aside the stock in the fresher for Monday's breakout of specials, reduced all the items that will go out of date, sweep and there are a few other bits and pieces.

When I come in... well... lets just say I'd be better off not coming in.

She does the basics. Fresh bread out, filled products and reduces items... that's it! The balfours are in the fridge waiting for me, so the shelves are empty and I have another load coming in that day so I'll have way too much and I'll have to leave it some for Monday's shift to fill. The dumps will be left there for me so I'll have a lot of dumps on my name rather then hers. And she doesn't set stock aside for me to take to the fridge for the monday breakout!!!!!

She has FOUR whole hours to do her job. I have three. On Saturday you get four, on Sunday you get three. So I have three hours to do all my jobs and hers. I have told management and guess what? Nothing ever happens. Now she is manager of bakehouse and I don't get shifts in there even though I want them.



Next we have wanna-be princess toad. Her name is Crystal. She started working here a week before myself. Just a week. She is laziest of all the toads I will mention. She hates to serve costumers, she won't do what anyone says, even her superviser and she speaks to you like you're a pick of shit! Crystal is a superviser. She got promoted 6 months before myself. Why? Don't ask me. Maybe because she kisses ass.

We have a new 2IC, Tanya. Our old 2IC of check out was very nice. Her name was Anne. We got on great and she was the one that suggested my promotion. We've been friends for a while and now she's left we still are. I was fearful that the new 2IC would be a shit like Kirsty (I'll get to her, don't you worry). But no. She's just like Anne though she's a lot more stuble then Anne was about things.

Today Crystal was put on the floor (one of the big registers) rather then express as she wasn't supervising. Crystal did bugger all while she had no customers. When I had none I managed to date code all confec, clean all the registers and collect trolleys. I think Tanya may like me because of my willingness to work and get the job done. Finally! Someone who notices!!

Tanya told me she may log Crystal. (A log is like a warning, an offical one. You get three logs and you are fired!) Crystal spole to Tanya like she was a piece of shit. Refused to go to lunch when told to claiming it was way too early (while forced all the lunches back leaving them short when I left). And when she went on her tea break (15 min) she was 10 minutes late! She's rude to the customers, and refused to do anything Tanya said. WTF?! You don't refuse the 2IC!

Now Crystal will probably be stuck here all her life. She finished high school and even though she completed a TAFE course, no one will take her on. Probably because she can't get a good reference.

Then there is her mother. A snoby bitch! She is so proud her daughter is superviser and seems to hate me for no reason. She makes loud comment about me being a suck up when I smile and say hi to the manager. Hello! I do that with everyone I work with. I even put on a smile for your daughter! She demands special treatment because Crystal works here. And everytime Crystal superviser she comes over to me and makes comment about, making it very obvious that she commenting that I am not current supervising. Example:

Me: *Doing trolleys*
CM: Oh... Hi Michelle (very fake smile)
Me: (equally fake smile) hi there
CM: Doing trolleys I see... Not supervising today?
Me: Not today, tomorrow night
CM: So not when Crystal's working. (Smug smile)
Me: Nope.
CM: Well I guess someone had to do trolleys. Sorry you drew the short straw. (trying to smile nicely but is smug)
Me: Short straw? Are you kidding?
CM: *looks confused*
Me: I don't have to worry abotu anyone doing their job properly, no superviser to bug me out here (or there mother's), sunshine, exercise. It's so relaxing in comparison to supervising. (all very true facts)
CM: (smile fades)
Me: I should take this role in. Enjoy your day now. (smiles brightly)
CM: (looks sour and storms off)



Kirsty... The queen of the lazy toads. She is the manager of check out. And well... she favours the lazy toads and exploits the good workers. Enough said on this one.



The newest laxy toad, Christina. New girl... so lazy. I asked her to clean express the other night. All you have to do is wipe down the registers and sweep. A 20 min job in between customers max. It took her 2 hours! And we didn't have that many customers. I went in there when she left and found I had to do it myself as the job wasn't done! It took me 5 minutes! WFT?! I caught her just standing there more times then I can count and reminded her on what she had to do. She told me she would... but continued to stand there.

She did trolley round up for me... she took an hour and a half for a half hour job. She brought in 5 trolleys at a time. You have to be able to do 12 at a time!!!! 

From now on I'm not giving her extra jobs or putting her in express. She can go out on the floor so I can get people who will work moving. I have given so many chances to prove herself but she has failed me so many times. I give up on her!!!!



Well I better go to bed... I have to get up at 5am. Going to pick up Sandy from the airport!!! Can't believe she's going to be here!!!!!!
shell_mel: (Falling)
2009-07-18 12:25 am
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Painting...

I know I haven't posted on my birthday... and I probably won't. So please don't hold your breath as I will probably lose one of the few people that reads this thing.

There is one thing I'd like to mention though. By my dad's friend, Brian (I'll be calling the village idiot*), I was given an easel. That was very nice of him... only I can't paint...

It would seem that my father had wanted to out do the village idiot by buying me all these paints and canvases....

So now I have a couple of books from the library on painting. I'm going to try because I've always wanted to know how to paint.

So I'll probably be posting on my experiments and what not.

*The reason he is the village idiot is not because of anything recent. He has always been that. A great example of that was when he told me that you could cross a river (water up to windows full river) was by taking off your fan belt. Not some people may have taken this and believed it. But if you happen to be the daughter of a full wheel drive enthusiast then you know that you NEVER take the the fan belt off your car. Not to cross a river at least. Why? It won't go anywhere...

Now he wasn't having me on. He's not that type of guy. He was just tricked himself as he is very gullible. I would call him a baby boomer but I feel he is too old for that... But he fits the term none the less. Don't get me wrong, the guy has a heart of gold just don't go to him and expect a conversation with all the facts to be right.

I know I have a tendency to be a dunce myself... but this guy... Yeah... he takes it to a whole new level.
shell_mel: (*Screams*)
2009-07-16 11:55 pm
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*Sighs Rather Heavily*

You think cooking would be easy... in fact it is. It's just who's in the room with you that makes it difficult.

My father was constantly trying to tell me how to cook, what ingredient I should use (he's never made quiche), and basically trying to get me out of the kitchen. Well... sucks to be him because I wasn't going anywhere.

Tonight I cooked the family quiche. It was very nice but I used a little too much pastry as the base so it has a frilly part to it. Made it look very cute. ^^

So apart from the fact I practically had to lock my father in the stables in order to do this without him interfering, it went well.

Nobody got sick (yet).

Everyone enjoyed it. Even my brother which is saying something. He's a little picky with his food.

Now... what to do next week? I have that many cook books I'm sure I won't run out of ideas or inspiration.

Just hope I have the energy to put up with my dad. Ah!!!
shell_mel: (Fly Away...)
2009-07-12 12:41 pm
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The Dragonfae

I've had an oracle deck for a while now have been a little too lazy to put up my readings.

My deck is that of the Dragonfae and has 43 cards in the set. It's an Australian set and has one of my favourite Australian artists in it.

I would add more detail but I have to write this all out from my book as none of it is avaliable on the internet. So just the quick divinatory meanings. There is also meaning on how to work with each card but... I'm too lazy to write all that out.

Anyway I did the 'Seeker Journey' layout.

First card: Now

The Lady Alfreda - Justice Will Prevail

It is time to get real and own what you have previously blamed on others. This does not mean blaming yourself. Instead, work on shifting you own karmic residue and understanding the connections between what you have sent out and what you have created. Issues of law, justice and karma. Fearful thoughts around what you see to be the darkness or black magick, not understanding just how the natural Law works, thus this card asks you to look to your own intent. Clear your space; work with your own dark times to understand the lessons. Make friends with your shadow and thank it for the lessons.



Second card: Moving Forwards

Aine and the Guardian - Born Innocent

Your sexual expression may be feeling restricted, or you may have been criticized for being command of your own sexual destiny. There is a feeling about you that you should be more hidden, less conspicious and less daring in your expressions of freedom. Older men may wish you to behave in less overt ways and wish you to settle down and be "good".  This card signifies your absolute right to your own freedom and selfhood. Do not yield it.



Third card: Obstacle and Struggles

Lady Titania - Be Joyful

Bringing people together in life-changing, sacred and meaningful gatherings; mothering others joyfully; being greater than you appear to be; understanding the need for joy and happiness and gatherings that delight in the company of soul mates; family agreements and pacts that are reinforced through celebration; coming together in community with friends. Find your soul family. Being protected and nurtured by friends and soul-family.



Fourth card: Letting Go

Queen Mab - Your Ancient Wisdom Is Awakening

Getting back to the basics of enchantment and magick, reconnecting with old ways, and seeing them as eternal. Understanding the karmic history of your area, and applying the principles and lessons in the present moment. Telepathically receiving messages, and trusting in them. Knowing that your thoughts have energy, and can have an immense impact on what happens (think of the treefold law...). Indulge in some old-fashion magick, believe in your own abilities, and trust in the ancient ways of wisdom that run in your blood, as well as in the planet's heart.



Fifth card: Your Wisdom

Wu-Wang - Wild, Pure Heart

Know you are innocent and cultivate that aspect of yourself. Know that your innocence and goodness lies within you no matter what actions you hve taken in the past: This present moment is a chance to reclaim that pure and wild heart. When you do that, you will be able to see, feel and sense clearly the presence of magickal beings, including the Dragonfae and particularly the Unicorn. Wu-Wang will help you to eat organically, well and heathfully. Take nothing into your body without contemplating whether it will erode or grow that wild pure heart and act accordingly. Dance, sing, play music and make love... all of these acts, done with innocent, wild joy, are healing and part of the sacred act of Love.



Sixth card: Your Loved One/s

The Listener - Sacred Silence

A time for peace and quiet, literally finding a quiet space, softening noise. There could be increased noise sensitivity at this time; finding that it is hard to contemplate or think of what needs to be happening, or hard to decide on the best course of action for you due to interruptions and almost constant demands and distractions. One thing after another may be demanding your time and your desire for a peaceful time-out for contemplation may seem an impossible dream.



Seventh card: Your Abundance

The Sovereign - Gentle Power

Refusing to acknowledge yourself as the Creator in your world, blaming authority figures, seeing only the trappings and the not the humanity and the responsibility, being too influenced by others who you see as successful, powerful others, thus giving away your power. Not taking care of the little things in your own domain, seeing what is yours now as unworthy of great care or interest.



Eighth card: Mother Earth Want You to...

Gaia's Dargon - Divine Union

Bringing into balance matters of Earth and matters of the heavens, balance of the celestial and terrestrail, union between man and woman, beloved child, pregnancy, fertility, creations coming to fruition, meeting true lovers who are faithful, caring and protective, understanding your own sexual nature and being free to be who you are, balance of masculine and feminine in your world.



Ninth card: To Keep Going

Melusine - Love Who You Are

You may be facing rejection from others, particularly due to traditional family, religious or cultural expectations. Being thought of as unacceptable in some way. Struggling to fit into an environment that only loves part of who you are. Finding people want you to hide some of who you are, so that you fit in.



Tenth card: The arrival

The Guardians - Fly High

Travel, change of address or circumstance, be prepared to carry what you feel is yours forth into the new place that is calling you in the world; a new time, a shedding of your sacred place-skin, a return to ancient home; a calling to a future self, and an answer. Help from powerful companions when it comes to relocating, friendship in faraway places. Astral travelling to lands that are sometimes known as "fantasy" realms, but which arein fact dimensional realities you have assess to - now. Promotions, recognition, increase in attention in your career.



Eleventh card: The card of destiny... the why and how of the situation.

The Elder - Heed Wise Counsel

Studying seriously, working towards a goal, feeling like abandoning a task before it is completed, being disrespectful, feeling threatened by another approach to learning; wanting to leave "school" before it is time; having authority issues.



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This reading was insightful into my relationship with my father and how I allow him to rule my life and become my excuse. It is causing areas of my life to suffer. Friends, love, school... I'm going to try and become a little more confident around my father.

For example, I don't cook due to the fact he prefers me not to. He constantly tells me I'm not oing it right or giving me judgmental looks. Poor excuse I know but it puts me off being in the kitchen while he is there. I often cook for me and my mother when he goes away camping without me. Thus I have talked to my mother and we have spoke to my father. I will be cooking once a week and he is forbidden to be in the same room as me while I cook.

Very (very) small step I know. But don't all steps start off small? 

At least if he can see I can do things for myself maybe he'll slowly start to let go and allow me my own life? Hope so at least.
shell_mel: (Writer)
2009-07-07 10:10 pm
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Second Vote. (very small compared to last time. Just for writing sections) Please?

I would really like to thank everyone who voted. However... There were any ties, so there is a second (much smaller) vote. So if it’s not too much trouble could you please vote again? There is more of an explanation this time.

Story:

It was a three way tie. So here’s a little more info one these three.

Number Seven:

Earth, one of the many dimensions that run parallel to one another, has an atmosphere that can’t properly sustain ‘magic’. Or what humans would call magic anyway. But that does not mean that it isn’t practiced or used. Far from it. An organisation specialises in tracing down children with the gifts and properly training them in its use exists. Every child is trained, schooled and raised within these communities. After a time they are to Master their training and then they are free to enter the world or stay and teach others. Normally it takes at least 20 years. A child had been born and within 16 years, he had already completed his training. Axel is about to become the youngest to have ever completely his training. However half way through the induction ceremony, Axel disappears into thin air.

When Axel opened his eyes instead of being inside a temple at night, he’s outside in the middle of the day. In this world he feels, different. Stronger, more powerful. Like he had been chained down and now he was free. This new place he has appeared in is another dimension where there is no barricades blocking his magic. There are four people who have summoned him to this new dimension. They want his help, they believe him a saviour, but is it really as simple as that? It’s every boys dream to be summoned to play the hero but is he being played for a fool?

And if these people plan on using Axel, are they sure they can handle him?

Number Eight:

After each life you have, you soul will slowly become purer and purer. After a time and you reach that certain level of purity it is time for you to ascend. That’s all well and nice for them, but what about the people who were put on the Earth without a soul, those who are there to test those with a soul? Since there is a way for the soul to become purer, there is also the opposite effect. If a soul becomes so damned, it just disappears and that person will just become a tester. They can always earn their soul back, but it would seem that some of them would rather just take them. A group of testers have discovered that they don’t have a soul and have also discovered a way to gain one by stealing it.

Shaii, an old soul, is just a normal school girl with an upbeat attitude. Shaii is friendly to everyone she meets, but isn’t afraid to stand up for herself. So what happens when she runs into a tester who’s looking for a soul just like her’s? Shaii will have to prove that she has earned her soul or possibly lose it. And if she does lose it, then she doesn’t become a tester. No, she’ll off worse than the testers. If you lose your soul is lost a tester, you lose the will to live. Hopes, dreams, goals, you lose them all. The poor person will fall into a coma then once their lifetime is up, they just disappear, never to return.

But Shaii’s not the type to just give and let that happen. So these testers are going to have to try if they want to take this soul.  

Number Ten:

In a distant world the fate and the way of life of the people of this world is decided by their ruler. Not in the everyday way but in the way their land functions. When the time comes he must chose one of two girls to sacrifice. Both hold the powers of a god locked inside them but their powers appose one another. The one that is chosen to live much provide the ruler with his heirs, they will take on the powers of the two previous girls. Then when the time comes, the choice must be made again, another sacrifice is made and life goes on. But one day one of the girl’s questions this tradition, not something new. But she wonders why the land should have to survive on the grace of a god. Shouldn’t they thrive on their own?

Mia is one of the girls with the power of the gods and she questions it. She has become aware that questioning is causing the decision of sacrifice her way. The time of sacrifice is coming but one day as Mia gazes out into the world something happens to convince her that it’s time for the world to take things into it’s own hands instead of relying on the gods. So she runs with the help of a new found friend.

The kingdom is looking for Mia, there is a reward on her head for her safe return. One treasure hunted takes up the task to find her, but by the time he takes this mission on it has been a few years since she ran. Can he find her before time runs out for their land and the anger of the gods consume them? Or will he find her too late?

Fan fiction:

And we have a winner here. FF1! No surprise but all the surprise was actually how many votes my vampire fic got. Very encouraging, thanks guys!

 

FF1:

Continue the story for this prologue:-

They always expect me to be able to able to fix everything.

“Don something’s wrong with my Shell Cell.”

“Donnie, the microwaves broke.”

“Hey Don, something’s up with my gameboy, it’s speaking backwards.”

 “My son, I regret to inform you but the television is refusing to work and let me watch my stories.”

But it’s not just things around the home they expect me to able to fix. They expect me to fix them. Whenever one of my brothers is hurt or unwell then its...

“You’ll be okay, Don will patch you up.”

“That’s a nasty cough you got there bro, go see Don.”

“Don, come quick he’s gotten himself hurt again.”

“My son, your brothers require your attention.”

I’m an engineer not a doctor. I don’t have any training only what I can look up on the internet. So far we’ve been fine with this but what happens when something happens to someone that I can’t fix. I can see it now. In a fight with an enemy one night, one my brothers will be critically injured. We get him home but there’s nothing I can do. It’s beyond me. The rest of my family saying:

“Don you gotta help him, you’ve gotta make him better.”

“You can do it Donnie, I believe in you.”

“It’s okay bro, Don’s gonna fix you up, right Don?”

“My son, how is your brother fairing?”

My family expects so much of me but have they only built me up. Am I really as good as they think I am? Or are they just under an illusion of my abilities? I have and I will always try my best to help my family in every way I can. Whether that be through my engineering skills or through my limited medical knowledge I will always do my best. But what if one day, my best wasn’t good enough? What will my family say then?

AMV:

Since my vegas is working I am doing my TMNT one again. But it’s half way finished so that really good news! =D

Icons:

Well TMNT won hands down. Then randomly picking came next, so... yeah?

Art:

There will be a massive update of my dA. All my uni work. So look forward to that! See what I have been done for the past 4 months.


shell_mel: (Default)
2009-07-02 11:21 am

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If there is one person or more on your friends list who makes your world a better place just because they exist and who you would not have met (in real life or not) without the internet, then post this same sentence in your journal.

shell_mel: (Gimme!)
2009-06-20 11:56 am
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*Insert Biggest Smily You Can Ever Imagine*

If anyone remembers my TMNT AMV I was working on stopped working.

But....

I now possess a copy of Vegas Pro 8.

So what does this mean?

MY VIDEO NOW WORKS AGAIN!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

I am so happy! All my hard work is back!!!!!

*Huggles Vegas and her project*

I think it was just my version of Vegas 5 that was the problem. As it was messing up my homework video too. Which is now working again too!

So yeah...

I'm pretty happy.

=D
shell_mel: (3vil)
2009-06-16 11:47 pm
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;_;

After having The Vampire Lestat for 6 months I finally finished it.

Thank you Cloudy for letting me borrow it.

I had one issue with the book... It ended.

;_;

*Wants next book*
shell_mel: (Writer)
2009-06-01 06:49 pm
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Can I Ask A Favour? Please? *Puppy Dog Eyes*


Okay... I need to ask a favour. A big one. I would like to ask everyone who reads this to vote. I need help deciding what to do. I’m stuck with too many ideas and things to do. So I would really appreciate it if everyone could vote for what story, fanfiction, amv, icon I should be going along with. I have all these great ideas but I have too many. If I look at them all... I don’t write... I don’t do anything... I avoid it. So by helping me with these votes I’ll be back to writing and being productive once more. I don't need help in the art section... I know what I'm meant to be doing. A picture for Heather is on the top of that list!

So if it’s not too much trouble could you please vote for one story, one fanfiction, one amv and one icon.

I know this is a large post and a lot to think about... but maybe you can now see my problem. ^^;

If you want any extra info on anything just let me know. When things have been narrowed down a little more there will be a second vote with more info.

My Stories

Only picked my more well formed stories to present to you. I know some of them have some childish ideas, that may be because I was a child when I originally thought it up. But I only keep these because I thought I could take them further later.

 

Number One:

Have you ever met a nice, sweet girl who’s too quiet? Of course you have. The world is full of people like that. Trish meets a girl just like that, Rochelle. It’s nothing new, or is it? Little did Trish know when she invited this girl to sit next to her in psychology class; she was getting a whole lot more then what she ever expected. Rochelle may seem like a normal girl with her head in a book all the time, but there’s a whole other side to her that no one sees.

 

Number Two:

Hope Hopkins just wanted to see her mother, the woman that abandoned her all those years ago when she was born. Why would her mother leave her? It wasn’t like anyone knew of what she was capable of at that point, so why? Seventeen years about her mother left her with her father, Kye and took off. Without a word, a note or any explanation. Hope has always been a little different. She can see into the future, but this is one future she didn’t foresee. While looking for her mother a series of unexpected events leaves to grave circumstances. Will she ever she the woman that abandoned her? Or will her questions remained unanswered?

 

Number Three:

Spruse, a human sized basilisk wakes up inside a capsule with a human boy, but he has no idea who this boy is or even himself. All he knows is that he’s no in a place he belongs and in the possession of seven jewels. They call him, whisper to him and provide him with power that could be deadly in the wrong hands. But how does the boy know him? And what do the beings in this new world want with him?

 

Number Four:

Hannah and Otto. A vampire and a werewolf. Friends? A little odd but then again even by vampire and werewolf standards they are a little odd. Hannah’s a vampire, but it would seem a scientist had been able to modifier her before meeting a gruesome end. With the ability to pretty much be a normal human being, expect for the cravings for blood she is a new vampire genetically modified in a strive for perfection. Otto’s a werewolf, a true born. No getting bitten for this one, he was born a beast, giving him a few advantages in the field. An evil being knows they’re different, and see’s things she’d like to take to meet her goal. But can these two figure it out before it’s too late?

 

Number Five:

In a time of peace and happiness there is no longer a need for armies or fighting in the world. Everyone gets along and all is well. Or is it? An army is in operation unbeknownst to the public, fighting a war that most of the world has no idea is even going on. But what does this have to do with Paige and eleven of the people in her neighbourhood? They’ve been selected, kidnapped by the enemy for experimentation. What exactly is this enemy up to and why is being kept from the world? Only time will tell, Paige just hopes to survive to find out.

 

Number Six:

A bloodline has been there to protect the Earth since the first man ever walked the Earth. But happens when this bloodline’s true heir is lost due to one father’s arrogance? An islander girl is out casted by her family, not worthy of them due to the fact she was a girl. Though her grandfather couldn’t care less, he’s just happy to have a grandchild. He takes her in and cares for her, he knows that one day the heir will be needed, man or female. If only he could turn her into a warrior... instead she’s clumsy, too trusting and has no real ambition for anything in life. But before the grandfather can right these, it’s already too late. She’ll either have to learn the hard way or they’ll have to rely on the father’s vision of the true heir, her younger brother, Seth.

 

Number Seven:

Earth, one of the many dimensions that run parallel to one another, has an atmosphere that can’t properly sustain ‘magic’. Or what humans would call magic anyway. But that does not mean that it isn’t practiced or used. Far from it. An organisation specialises in tracing down children with the gifts and properly training them in its use exists. A boy is about to take the leap into manhood, to be recognised by the organisation as a mage, he simply disappears halfway through the ceremony. He doesn’t run out, but vanishes into thin air. In another dimension, the boy appears and it would seem this new world has a different take to magic. It flows freely, no barricades, allowing him more use of his magic. But why was he summoned to this world? And by who?

 

Number Eight:

After each life you have, you soul will slowly become purer and purer. After a time and you reach that certain level of purity it is time for you to ascend. That’s all well and nice for them, but what about the people who were put on the Earth without soul, those who are there to test those with a soul? They can earn a soul, but it would seem that some of them would rather just take them. Shaii, an old soul, is just a normal school girl with an upbeat attitude. So what happens when she runs into a tester who’s looking for a soul just like her’s?

 

Number Nine:

Angels and demons. The figures of mythology and religion. They have been with us ever since there have been stories. But what if they got it wrong? What if the angels weren’t really the good guys? What if the demons were? Two hidden races, submerged into human society are on the hunt for one another. An age old battle that has survived to modern day without too much notice from the humans. When this battle finally ends it will decide the world’s fate. Who will win? The Angelicans? Or the Deanominas? Angels or Demons? The angels have the advantage with numbers but the demons are restricted, only ever a maximum of thirteen ever inhibit the planet. And what makes it worse? The demons that are here? They’re still just kids. The oldest being twenty-one. So do they stand a chance? If they have been able to buy a millennia before, so maybe they can do it again?

 

Number Ten:

In a distant world the fate and the way of life of the people of this world is decided by their ruler. Not in the everyday way but in the way their land functions. When the time comes he must chose one of two girls to sacrifice. Both hold the powers of a god locked inside them but their powers appose one another. The one that is chosen to live much provide the ruler with his heirs, they will take on the powers of the two previous girls. Then when the time comes, the choice must be made again, another sacrifice is made and life goes on. But one day one of the girl’s questions this tradition, not something new. But she wonders why the land should have to survive on the grace of a god. Shouldn’t they thrive on their own? The girl runs away before the time to chose arrives. The kingdom is looking for her, there is a reward on her head for her safe return. One treasure hunted takes up the task to find her, but it has been a few years since she ran, can he find her before time runs out for their land and the anger of the gods consume them?

 

Number Eleven:

A duchess brought up on tales of love and happiness is starved of her own. She must wait for the day her father finds her a suitor and until then she must wait. But what happens when she falls in love with the local bakery assistant? A perfect suitor is found by the father of course. A champion fencer who serves the king. She has a duty to her family to marry the fencer, but a duty to her heart to be with the local boy. However the boy betrays her, tells her the marry the fencer, breaking her heart. He only lusted after her, never loved her. Broken hearted, she submits to the marriage, but at the last minute she runs. She runs away from everything she has ever known. The local boy follows her and tries to convince her to go back every step of the way. So out in the world she must not only learn how to do an honest day’s work but figure out where she should go. Back to the fencer? Or stay on the run?

 

Number Twelve:

In a post war society an evil empress has taken control of their land, with the help of her army of out casts. Long ago the people of this country of this world were out cast due to their lack of powers, the ability to use magic. But now they have come back and gained control over the world. Their empress had discovered a way to render the people’s magic useless against their technology and those who are strong enough practice despite this are hunted down and killed to prevent a rebellion. But to a little girl and her pet spider this means nothing. She worries more about surviving each day and finding her next meal then about who rules over the world.

 

Fan fiction:

I know it’s been forever since I’ve updated... but I’ve come to a decision. My current story ‘Coming to terms’... I’m putting that on hold. I know my writing and ideas have come a long way since I’ve started that one so I’ll put it on hold while I refigure it. But while I do that, I’d like to still write. So here are some ideas. They’re all TMNT.

 

FF1:

Continue the story for this prologue:-

They always expect me to be able to able to fix everything.

“Don something’s wrong with my Shell Cell.”

“Donnie, the microwaves broke.”

“Hey Don, something’s up with my gameboy, it’s speaking backwards.”

 “My son, I regret to inform you but the television is refusing to work and let me watch my stories.”

But it’s not just things around the home they expect me to able to fix. They expect me to fix them. Whenever one of my brothers is hurt or unwell then its...

“You’ll be okay, Don will patch you up.”

“That’s a nasty cough you got there bro, go see Don.”

“Don, come quick he’s gotten himself hurt again.”

“My son, your brothers require your attention.”

I’m an engineer not a doctor. I don’t have any training only what I can look up on the internet. So far we’ve been fine with this but what happens when something happens to someone that I can’t fix. I can see it now. In a fight with an enemy one night, one my brothers will be critically injured. We get him home but there’s nothing I can do. It’s beyond me. The rest of my family saying:

“Don you gotta help him, you’ve gotta make him better.”

“You can do it Donnie, I believe in you.”

“It’s okay bro, Don’s gonna fix you up, right Don?”

“My son, how is your brother fairing?”

My family expects so much of me but have they only built me up. Am I really as good as they think I am? Or are they just under an illusion of my abilities? I have and I will always try my best to help my family in every way I can. Whether that be through my engineering skills or through my limited medical knowledge I will always do my best. But what if one day, my best wasn’t good enough? What will my family say then?

 

FF2:

I don’t expect this one to get any votes but I’m putting it up there. I want to write a TMNT vampire story. That’s right. I’ve seen so many bad ones and I want to try my hand at it. I love TMNT and I love vampires and I have no interest in making either look stupid. Though I’m not doing twilight! No way! I’d probably cross it with ‘The Last Vampire’ by Christopher Pike. A good book and one that would serve my purpose. Again, don’t expect anyone to like this idea just being honest.

 

AMV:

I have Vegas working again! But... My current AMV refuses to work. ;_;

I will go back and redo it one day but... I can’t do it so soon after losing it. So I’m going to try another first. But I’m only mentioning what I’m using video wise. The music is still being fiddled with.

 

AMV1:

A Lion king one. Got a great idea in my head for it.

 

AMV2:

A Death Note one.

 

AMV3:

A House one.

 

Icons:

Can’t decide which movie, cartoon or anything to do... so again, please help me. And if they have a series/sequel then they are included in the orginal as I will work my way through them.

I know I’m not great at making icons and such... but can’t get better unless I practice.

 

28 Days

300

A Bug’s Life

Agent Cody Banks

Alien

Avatar

AVP

Batman

Black Adder

Black Books

Bone Collector

Bourne Identity

Brave Heart

Casino Royale

Crimson Tides

Dare Devil

Dexter

Die Hard

Duets

Footloose

Garfield 2

Gladiator

Harry Potter

House

Inside Man

John Q

Jurassic Park

Love Actually

Man on Fire

Mean Girls

Mulan

My Best Friend’s Wedding

NCIS

Notting Hill

Patch Adams

Pink Panther

Predator

Remember the Titans

Resident Evil

Shallow Hal

Shriek

Sonic X

Spiderman

Step Up

The Incredibles

The Man in the Iron Mask

The Negotiator

The Net

The Siege

The Silence of the lambs

Titanic

TMNT

Top Gun

What A Girl Wants

While You Were Sleeping  

 

So please take pity on the overwhelmed girl and help me out. Please? ;_;

shell_mel: (Cute)
2009-05-27 10:21 pm
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Hi, I’m Dory and you are?...

I’ve always had a bit of a problem with my writing, reading and such. My family and teachers had put it down to me possibly being dyslexic. Not a big enough problem that I can’t read or write but enough to become annoying to me and my readers.

Now I’m in Uni. I need to be writing at a higher level, one that takes me longer to achieve then most. So before I could get help, I need to go for testing. I had tried testing through my gp but I was just chasing my tail there. Everywhere I was sent, they couldn’t help me. The Uni however has it’s own testing area.

Now this testing area is mainly for honour psychology students to get some practice in the field. I didn’t mind that, the student and the teacher overseeing were very nice.

So anyway, over two weeks we did the testing and on my third week the results were in.

I’m not dyslexic...

But I do have a problem.

Now before they would tell me that assure me I am intelligent and that stupidity isn’t my problem. For if it was, I wouldn’t have made it as far as I had. But my problem is preventing me from going further on my own.

My results:

  • Full Scale IQ = 45% (better or equal to people in my age group)
  • No significant difference between verbal and performance abilities as both fell in range of full scale IQ.
  • Verbal Comprehension Index = 39%
  • Vocabulary and verbal reasoning abilities were average but general knowledge was low.
  • Perceptual Organisation Index (non-verbal, practical problem-solving abilities) = 86%
  • Significant difference between VCI and POV.
  • Strengths = Perceptual reasoning abilities
  • Weakness = Processing speed and working memory. Both of these in the 8% to 9%

 And this means?

I work things out better if I can see them rather than them just being in my head.

My working memory or short term memory doesn’t work as well as it should. How does this affect me?

Well when you first learn something it all goes into your working memory, then is categorized and stored in your long term memory, and unnecessary things are chucked. So instead of things being stored like they should, my brain is just chucking it out. So basically, I have a short term memory loss issue.

Dory: I saw a boat.
Marlin: You did?
Dory: Yeah, it went by not too long ago. Follow me.
[few seconds later, she starts zig-zagging in front of him and glancing back]
Dory: Would you quit it? What, the ocean isn't big enough for you or something like that? You got a problem? Huh? Do ya, do ya, do ya? You wanna piece of me? Yeah, yeah! Ooh, I'm scared now! What?
Marlin: What? You said you saw a boat.
Dory: A boat?
Marlin: YES.
Dory: Hey, I've seen a boat. It went by not too long ago. It went... this way. It went this way.
Marlin: Wait a minute, you already told me which way the boat went.
Dory: I did? Oh, no...

Not quite as bad as that. I’m learning somehow, as information is being stored and I have a certain level of intelligence. We believe I learn better through visual aids, like a slide show in a lecture for example, rather than just hearing the facts.

So now it comes down to how they’ll help me.

I get:

  • Extra time on assignments when required.
  • A recorder for lectures (or personal use. Hehe)
  • To do exams electronically to help with spelling/grammar issues.
  • More time for Orals.
  • Extended library loans

We also concluded that doing visual arts was probably the best thing for me as I am a visual person... now if only I didn’t want to be a technology teacher. XD But that’s a visual things as well. So it’s all good.

Now we know why I don’t remember some conversation. XD

shell_mel: (Default)
2009-05-15 10:52 am
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Warning: This contains much sadness so I'm sorry if it upsets anyone. I Miss You Rachel.


At 1pm on the 9th of May the world stopped. Not for everyone, but for the friends, family and those who knew Rachel Bassett. A girl whom I have known all through high school but only really got to know her in year 11 and 12, and I regret our time for so short.

Rachel was the type of girl who got along with everyone. She didn’t start fights and could strike up a conversation with even the most unlikely of people. No matter who you were, she’d talk to you and get along with you. She always made me smile, just by her smiling. She knew how to make me feel good even when I was down.

The kind, sweet, quiet little girl I once knew is no longer with us. On an unfortunate Saturday afternoon, Rachel was killed in a car accident. A boy in the backseat was also killed when the boy driving the car hit a tree. Thankfully he is okay physically but I worry for him mentally.

People say I should be mad at him for what he had done, for the fact he was hooning down that road. But I would only be mad if he continued to do after this. There is a chance he will either be charged with manslaughter on two accounts or reckless driving.

The funeral is expected to be next week some time; however the only details that are known are where it is being held. Disxox and Cloudy are welcome to get a lift with me if they wish to attend. I’m not going to pressure you to if you don’t feel like going but the option is there if you do.

In this time of sadness I would just like to direct the reader to a quote that autumndandelion posted today.

Rob Thomas did an interview with London's Daily Telegraph music critic Neil McCormick this evening via Twitter.

Neil: Do you think you can answer the really big questions in 140 characters or less?

Rob: you can stick your foot in your mouth in less than 140, however.

Neil: Lets try an easy one: What is the meaning of life?

Rob: to smile more than you cry.

Rob: i guess that's more the secret than the meaning. shhh.


Yes this time is sad but because of it we need to appreciate the life and the time we have even more. I will always cry for Rachel and for the fact I won’t be able to spend any more time with her but I will always smile when I remember the times we had together. Not one of my memories with her is bad so I know that when I think of her, even though there may be tears in my eyes, I’ll be smiling.

I’m sorry to all those who knew her and sorry for those who didn’t.

I will miss you Rachel.

Rest in Peace

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(Her two best friends, Emma and Samantha, Rachel)

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(Rachel, Her two best friends, Emma and Samantha)

shell_mel: (Fly Away...)
2009-05-09 12:45 am
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So that was an update with the lot and fries on the side?

I know... it’s been forever since I’ve posted a real journal. But guess what? I have so much to say! So hopefully that will make up for it all. But to make it easier, I’ll break it up into sections.

AMV

That’s right. I’m making an AMV... though I’ve been making it since about August. It’s done using the 2007 TMNT movie. Half way done. Hoping to get back to that soon. It’s so unfair... I have so many ideas... *Bangs head against the nearest wall*

However the world is against me... something is wrong with my Vegas. It won’t show what it’s playing. You can hear it but you can’t see it. It wouldn’t show you any type of video. ;_; Not cool.

Art

Hmmm... What’s happening in the world of art? Well the fact I have too many ideas that are distracting me from my current project would be one thing. >_< Why give me these ideas now? Though an upside is when I do get round to finding time I do have over 10 things to upload! =D But that’s school work, so that had to distract me or I would fail... not a good plan.

So anyway. My current project is... Portrait of Heather! Done the draft, just need to draw up the good copy! I think it’s going pretty well for a still life. I don’t normally do them, due to the fact I prefer fantasy over real life. But it was an art request when she won the competition I held last year with the song guessing game.

Dreams

I’ve been having some unusual dreams. Normally my dreams don’t freak me out no matter what happens in them. But... there is one thing lately that has been making a little nervous.

I’m being stalked. They never approach me but stay in the distance often covered by shadows. I’ll only see a white face or a dark figure but it’s the same person. I feel like I’m in danger and he’s going to hurt me, in my dreams that is. But it is affecting me in real life because of this I have actually felt the need to lock my door. I have no idea why. Out where I live... in the middle of nowhere as some of friends like to call it, I don’t lock my door. Never at night, and rarely at all. I’m in a granny flat on my parent’s property.

Here’s a meaning I’ve found:

Stalk
To dream that you are being stalked, indicates difficulties and problems which you are not confronting. Your avoidance of these problems is not making them go away. If you are being stalked in real life, then this fear may be carried over into your dream state.

To dream that you are a stalker, represents your shadow and the negative part of your Self. It is symbolic of a bad habit which you have unsuccessfully tried to break.

I don’t think I’m avoiding anything. I’m falling back into some unsocial habits due to not having time to see people lately but I’m finishing my course for this semester soon so I’ll be able to fix that...

I don’t know... but I just feel unsettled at the moment by these dreams.

Family

Well I don’t have too much to report. My father is actually doing that little bit better and is actually doing things around the house now. He was meant to redecorate the spare room at the start of the year. He started two weeks ago and he’s done! Yay!

My mum. She’s overworked, under paid. But aren’t we all?

My little brother is still a turd, only he’s taller now.

One of my half sisters, Ria, was going to have another baby, she’s already had three girls, ... but it died. ;_;

Friends

I miss you dearly. ;_;

Unfortunetly my ‘holidays’ was devoted to morstly school work and I’m sorry. I’ll try and organise a sleepover with disxox and clouderlla soon.

I met with whiteadelphi!!!! I’d just like to say thanks for meeting with me again, it was awesome! I’ll try to drag you out the house more often. XD

Sandy, one of my online TMNT friends, is coming to stay with me for a week in July!!!! I want her to meet you all!! All of you that live close to me that is. Being clouderlla, disxox and whiteadelphi.

Love

Me and my boyfriend are still going strong. =D

*Is very happy*

Karate

I study Zen Do Kai. A style of marshal arts that is a mixture of tai boxing and traditional marshal arts. We also do stick fighting, a Philippians style of fighting using stick. Every Monday night we have fun beating the crap out of each other.

Anyway, we had a grading a couple of weeks ago. I was a white belt, but now I’m a yellow belt!!! Woot! Josh (Boyfriend) is an orange. Where I should be but due to some family stuff couldn’t attend the grading. But I’m pretty happy where I am. I was told that I did everything nearly perfectly, except for overhead punches and body rips. I tend to pull back before actually hitting the target. So got penalised there.

So what’s the lesson? Don’t hold back, just beat the crap out of your partner and get full marks.

School

As most of you would know, I go to Uni. I’m an art student! Yay me!

Anyway Uni is doing very well. But you’ll have to excuse me while I have a small rant here.

Last year in drama I had a horrible teacher. The dragon lady. Now I had some trouble writing essays. My spelling and grammar is all over the place due to a dyslexic issue of mine. Now I don’t want a pat on the back and a fake story about how you can pass year 12 without doing any on the spot written work like exams. I knew I would really have to work hard in order to try and do my best.

Now what I didn’t need was her. I wanted help, I wanted to be told how I could improve, help in structuring my work so I could do well. I got that help, in every subject except drama.

What I didn’t need was for her to basically sit be down and say that I would not only fail at year 12 but would fail horribly in Uni, if I got in.

Dragon: Hmmm... you’re not doing very well in my class with your written work...

Me: I know. Can you help me?

Dragon: You do know that if you can’t even write an essay for drama you’ll never make it in Uni

Me: But if you hel-

Dragon: Never! *Hisses*

And that was pretty much the gist of all of our conversation about me in her class. Let’s just say I didn’t have high hopes in Uni for great grades because of her.

The grading at Uni is as follows: -

High Distinction (HD): 85-100%

Distinction (D): 75-84%

Credit (C): 65-74%

Pass One (P1): 55-64%

Pass Two (P2): 50-54%

Fail One (F1): 40-49%

Fail Two (F2): 0-39%

I have two practical subject and one theory subject. We had a test and I was panicking. It was about Representing Visual Culture. I spent most of my time drawing on my test and answering as much as possible. The drawing was the only thing stopping me from panicking to the point of running out the room. Why such a reaction? Surely it’s just a test? It was worth 20% of my final grade and the dragon’s words of my assured failure was still flying around my head.

The next lesson after the test, we got our results. I didn’t have high hopes. I just wanted a credit. But then she said five people had failed.

Me: O_O;;;;;.... what?

Then we went up one by one to discuss our test.

Teacher: *looks at me and searches for my name* Hmm... Ah... here we are. HD

Me: O_O... HD?

Teacher: Yeap.

Me: You sure?

Teacher: Sure am.

Me: You are looking at Michelle Taylor, right? (we have two Michelle’s in the class)

Teacher: That’s right. Congradulation. You were only two marks off of a perfect score.

ME: O_O... *Walks away stunned.*

So stick that in your pipe and smoke it, dragon lady!

*Her confidence has returned and now dismisses the dragon lady as someone who likes to make people miserable for absolutely no reason what so ever.*

Spiritual

Hmm... I had a really weird experience when I was working. I was out doing trolleys quite happily. Then out the corner of my eye I saw something that made me turn. A large black tail of a cat disappearing behind a van. Too big to be a cat but what else could it have been? I ran over to the van and started searching round but I couldn’t find anything. It was so strange...

My spiritual animal is the Black Panther. But could I just have imagined it?

I don’t know but I’m not ruling it out.

The next day something similar happened I saw it again, just the tail disappearing into a bush. I went over to investigate but again nothing. I ended up missing my train to Uni but I always leave one train early anyway, so no loss.

So I was waiting for the train when an elderly lady approached me. She explained that she hadn’t used public transport before and was wondering if I could help her. I happily helped her. We travelled to Adelaide and showed her to her destination. She had no idea where she was going so I didn’t mind helping. We talked a lot and she was really nice and had a lot of interesting stories.

But if I hadn’t gone on my search for the black panther I would have made the train and not have helped the lady. So I was glad I missed it... just a little concerned as to why I missed and if there is more meaning to it then I can see.

Or I could just be on the verge of mental breakdown due to being overloaded at Uni... I don’t know...

Work

Nothing too exciting. Still a check out chick, still a supervisor... Though there are a couple of new kids that I want to kill. They are so bossy! They just close off their registers with talking to their supervisor and have no respect for anyone. I don’t care if they don’t like me but part of doing your job is doing as asked. Not ignoring me and reading magazines on your check out!!! *Stranges them*

Then the customers... We close at 5pm on Sundays... They don’t care. They shop and walk around the store at 5.30, convinced that we have all the time in the world. We only get paid til 5.30. It takes half an hour to cash the money up, clean, get all the trolleys back and do all the other jobs. What makes them think that we have to stay around til 6 before we can go home! We have a life!

Then there is the plastic bags... they’re gone. Customers are chucking their stuff at me demanding bags though we don’t have any. Some customers leave full trolleys behind because of it... As if we haven’t advertised it enough! BRING YOUR OWN BAGS! Or buy more. I don’t care but don’t get mad at me. Don’t you think it might inconvenience me on the other end of the check out as well?

So concludes my mini rant... or work that is.

Writing

I’m be putting up a post soon about this. But I want to focus on two stories... just not sure which ones. So I’ll present my ideas and leave it to a vote. Not really pressuring anyone to vote but it might really help me out. I can’t focus when all these idea just jump around as they do. I need to focus my creativity. I need a main story to work on and a side story for when I get writers block.

Again for fan fiction need time and my beta needs time. So I won’t bug her. She’s busy as it is.

Then there is my memes... I’m a little behind and I will do them! Promise! Just very busy!

Which reminds me... I’ve fallen behind on people’s journals... sorry!!!

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Anyway... Thanks for listening. Hope all is well in your worlds!
 

shell_mel: (*Screams*)
2009-04-25 06:44 pm
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Attention All Vegas Users! I Require Your Help!

;_;



Vegas doesn't like me....



I have Vegas 5.0. I was using it to make an AMV.



I thought since I had some spare time tonight I would work on an AMV I started in August. But... For some reason when I loaded it up I got this message:



Warning: A error occurred accessing project media.

Some streams in the media file could not be opened.



I have not moved any of the files or anything. In fact I haven't touched anything to do with the project since I last was working on it. And it was find then. The audio is still there but the video is gone. I can't even get my source files to show me something. All I know is the time they run for.



Please someone! Anyone! Can you help me?



Could it be to do with the internet? *Has no idea if Vegas relies on the internet to function properly.* Mine is flickering due to the poor weather due to a greedy company that refuses to fix the lines they use.



;_;
shell_mel: (Tongue)
2009-04-16 05:41 pm
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People I Know

Stolen from [livejournal.com profile] autumndandelion



You Want to Impress People You Know



You want friends and family to think you're beautiful. You mostly focus on inner beauty and being a good person.



You want your friends and family members to think you're smart. You like been seen as insightful and wise.



You are at your most playful when you are around people you don't know well. You're more serious around those you're close to.



You let strangers see parts of you right away, but you believe in keeping some things private.



You don't become close to many people. You only let people you've gotten to know very well in.

shell_mel: (Default)
2009-04-12 09:38 pm
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My Black Panther

Stolen from [livejournal.com profile] autumndandelion 



You Are a Black Panther



You see through people. You understand others' motives and plans.

You have a knack for predicting the future. You just know what people are going to do.



People are attracted to you. You are naturally able to influence other people's thoughts.

You have the charisma to be a beloved guru or dictator. It's all about how you handle it.


Ummm.... Cloudy? I can't help but be pretty proud of this one. XD

Though I don't know if all that's right. But I love the animal I got!
shell_mel: (Tongue)
2009-04-08 08:34 am
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