Fictitious Fun

Good morning to all,

This morning when i woke up my brain said "hey steph, you should write some cool type of story for your blog. you did say you liked writing maybe people can comment on your wrting style." and i said "thanks brain, you really are quite helpful." so now i am going to write some sort of fictional story for your reading pleasure.

i haven't actually decided what i'm going to write yet, if it all turns out a mess i'm sorry. here we go.... write!

flowers grew on the paths edges. they were packed in so tightly i thought they were going to explode out onto the path at any moment, then i would trip and fall and the day would be ruined. i would look like a complete cluts. i was thinking all this, yes, but i have no idea how i found the time. Callum had his arm around me. i thought my brain had stopped working until it started to babble about flowers, funny what you think about when something major is happening.

i'd just run into him the night before at the park. it wasn't what you'd call a fantastic reunion. as soon as my dog, who i was walking at the time, saw another person she pulled towards them. she pulled so hard that i flew over to him and then staright into him. it'd been three years since i'd seen callum, this was not how i imagined us meeting again.

he laughed it off, he always was good like that, never let anything bother him. it was part of his charm, you know the irrisistable one. he'd grown a good foot since i'd seen him and now, instead of his old skinny body, he was muscular and fit. i'd liked him before all this but who would say no if someone offered them the guy they like but way better looking?

he'd said hi. we talked about school, things we remembered, then he asked me to go out with him tomorrow... today... the day after we ran into each other.

right, now we're walking along this path. it down the road from his parents house, he lived on a farm so the only things around here are a couple of old farm sheds and little houses sparesly distributed through the big green hills.

and he was holding my hand. and i was holding his back. and we were walking together, just casually down the dirt road. the last thing i felt was casual.

"Holly," he turned to me and grabbed my other hand "would you like to have dinner with me? in the field i mean, we can get some chicken or something."

YES! my brain screamed at me, it could be very loud when it felt like it. i did want to stay, the only problem was my brother. i had to babysit him. "maybe another time." i heard the words come out of my mouth before i'd completely decided. i knew i had to babysit but this offer was making me want to "forget". at least my brain knew what was right in the end "i have to look after my little brother because my mum's out tonight."

"alright, i'll give you a ring some time." he smiled. he does have a lovely smile.

we both got into his car then and he drove me back to my house. he waved to me as i walked in through the door and i waved back. then he drove away. i hoped with every part of me that he would call. soon preferably. i missed him already.

well there's some story for you. i'm not sure if i'll continue with it or not. let me know what you think. if you want more, i'll write it.

today's question: who is your favourite muscian? (i know it's random but i needed a question)

Thank you for reading :) talk to you soon

Steph

The Novelty Of Novels (or I Love Books!)

bonjour,

i can tell i'm going to run out of greeting soon... anyway, as i have previously mentioned i am currently on holidays. for the first 5 or 6 days of these holidays our computer was broken so i had no internet access which left me to amuse myself for all that time. living without interent was not something i enjoyed that much but it wasn't completely unbareable. the reason for this is that i read lots of books. here's a list of what i've read so far:

-eagle day by robert muchamore (half way)
-vacations from hell by multiple authors
-the bad mothers handbook by kate long
-angus, thongs and full frontal snogging by louise rennison (for the 2nd time)
-looking for alaska bye john green (again, it's a really good book)
-brigands mc by robert muchamore (halfway)

so as you can see that's quite a lot of books. i'd also like you to keep in mind that i sleep in until 10-12 most mornings which leaves me with less reading time. i do love my books. i recommend every one of the books above to everyone though they are for teenagers and some are quite girly. give them a go anyway, it won't hurt you.

well i think that's all i wanted to say here. i like to recommend good books to people. if you read any of them let me know what you think! some of them are in a series so try and get the first one! read lots! (i put too many exclaimation marks in the paragraph!)
ByeBye now...

Steph

Brain Stuff

I'm back again,

it's now 2:45am and i'm feeling very teenagery, i am not sleeping. don't fear for my health though, as it is holidays i will just sleep in tomorrow. i know, i know, you're thinking "that will mess up your sleeping patterns". this is true for the most part it will be harder for me to get up early but really i shouldn't be getting up early. i have a little confession to make at this point, i'm a bit of a science nerd. point is, the teenage brain is different from other age groups in tha we get our sleeping hormone (i forgot what it's called) released much later. so our biology wants us to stay up late at night (although not too late) and get up later in the morning. sadly the world is cruel to us and makes us opperate on the same times as everyone else even though it goes against our biology, but we've gotten off track.

i'm acually writing this blog because i was lying in bed and then my brain said "you know how your username/blog title is weird? people probably won't get it." and i said "oh yeah, thanks brain, i might explain that" so here we are. (i'd just like to point out i don't have voices in my head i just explain the phenomenon of me having a thought in this way because i think to my self in sentences). I am neither from Oklahoma nor am i a giraffe. i do have some interesting stories as to the origins of this name though, so let's hear about them:

The Oklahoma part dates back to last year. my friends and i watched "friends" on tv each night as it had replaced the Simpsons and held a time slot that we were accustomed to watching tv for. also it's a really funny show. one particular night we all watched (from our own houses and although simoltanious it was not together) and on this episode the charcters played a game. i can't remember what it was called, something along the lines of "Chandler's states game". the next day at school we discussed it.

the idea of the game is you try to name as many states of america as you can within six minutes. we tried this and failed so miserably alex (one of my friends) and i hatched a plan.

the plan was to learn all 50 states of america in alphabetical order so that if we ever had to play that game we would win. we were very successful with this plan, both of us can recite, in alphabetical order, all 50 states of america. i'll throw them in here for you:

alabama
alaska
arizona
arkansas
california
colorado
connecticut
delaware
florida
georgia
haiwii
idaho
illinois
indiana
iowa
kanas
kentucky
loiusiana
maine
maryland
massechuettes
michigan
minesota
mississippi
misouri
montana
nebraska
nevada
new hampshire
new jersey
new mexico
new york
north carolina
north dekota
ohio
oklahoma
oregon
pennsylvannia
rhode island
south carolina
south dekota
tennessee
texas
utah
vermont
virginia
washington
west virginia
wisconsin
wyoming...the end

now i know there's no way i can prove i typed all of those out from memory just then but i did. anyway that's not the end of the story. this year we've been saying the states a lot and one day we were talking about naming our children after the states (if we had 50 children that is). when i got a new giraffe toy and didn't know what to name her i eventually decided on Oklahoma. we call her Okie. that's her:

now there is a giraffe side to this too and i think i need to share it with you. i have a love for giraffes. they're so cool really. they have long necks and are really tall and are really pretty and their tongues are blue. they are my favourite animal. so i collect them.just toy ones not real giraffes but i have soft toys and magnets and statues and a mobile (baby toy thing) and so many other things. the one called Oklahoma was from my aunty for my birthday.

i would take a guess that after reading this post you would have decided that i'm weird. i mean, not many people memorise states and collect giraffes. i completely agree with you, i would call myself weird but i wouldn't say it's a bad thing. what do you think?

that's all for this one. thanks for reading to the end if you did. if you jsut skipped ahead then you don't deserve my thanks but i can't stop you from getting it. Goodbye

Steph

p.s. i'm going to try to ask a question at the end of each blog. tell me if you like this idea. also i would like it if you replied to my question. :)

p.p.s. although you may not think the title is very discriptive i would argue that at the start i said things about brains and memorising things in done in the brain AND i think about giraffes in my brain.

First

hello,

I'm Steph. i'm writing this because i have very little else to do during the holidays and so i am releasing my thoughts through text onto the internet for all to behold. if you dislike beholding thoughts of any kind this would not be a place for you to find enjoyment. if you don't like teenagers then you probably won't like this either. if in fact you do like those two things you might find this a less than painful experience and might wish to continue. (p.s. i would like that)

Tonight i don't have any particularly interesting things to say. i'm only really writing this because i know that if i don't start now i will've forgotten by the morning and will never return. so here we go, let's lauch ourselves into this world with some useless blabber.

Well, OK, i do have a real-er reason for starting this. i've started writing a novel. it's not the first novel i've written (tried to write is more acurate) but this is one i'm very fond of. the thing is i always get halfway through writting and loose my enthusiasm. i think that if somebody else was reading it as i wrote it and was waiting for the next part i'd have more motivation to keep going. i'm not going to put any of it into this blog entry because i obviously have no readers yet and putting it here isn't any different to putting it in a word document at the moment. we'll get to it later.

That's all for now. i'll be in touch. i fell like an idiot for typing conversational things to a computer. goodbye.

Steph

p.s. i like comments. can we do that here? if we can please do.

p.p.s. be nice to me.