Aliens Don't #quote me on this, but my mom works for Bechtel, one of the largest construction companies and firms in the world. They are going to begin mining asteroids in a few years. I'm pretty sure she just said that there where people holding a hearing in Capitol Hill, they wanted the government to confess that they had evidence of aliens and were hiding it. The hearing is supposed to last 13 hours. And I thought what my brother sings in the shower was weird.

Nagrokstar's Untitled Story: Chapter 3 I finally woke up, I was in my room, just for a second, then I was lying on air or something, surrounded by purple mist. Oh, also there were loads of multi-colored blurs all around me. I began to sit up. "Finally," Said a raspy eerie voice from behind. I no longer took my time in getting up, once my feet were below me, I spun around to find myself face to face with a floating purple gargoyle. I took a few steps back, only to realize that I was surrounded, truly within a wall of gargoyles, in any color you could think of, and all were flying. The creepiest thing was they all had soulless eyes, black holes into nothingness pitch black like the last thing you see before your knocked unconscious, I would know. Hundreds of black eyes followed me, as I looked around, then walked around, testing if I was truly trapped. There were so many gargoyles piled so thick that I was definitely going nowhere. I guess now was a good a time as any to ask one of the millions of questions blaring through my head, I ended up squeaking "W-what are y-you?" The "space" I was in was filled with the cackling and howling of gargoyles, or whatever they were. "Well isn't somebody a bit direct?" More howling filled the room. I was a bit embarrassed. I should've had more confidence. "We are the Meledion, an ancient and powerful idea that-" "Hold on!" The purple Meledion raised an "eyebrow" at that, but seemed robe listening. He had a smirk on my face as though my outburst amused him. Wait, is it a him? Do the Meledion have a gender? I'm going off topic. Anyway, I don't want to think about it. "What do you mean "the most powerful 'idea'"?" "All around us, but not in material, there are thoughts, or ideas, everywhere because people are always daydreaming. In fact, we're in someone's daydream right now. Ideas that enough people believe for, or one person devotes their soul to began to grow into living 'worlds' that can exist at the same time as the real world. "You're from the 'real world', the place where ideas come from, the house of mortality." "All right." I say this with confidence, but I'm confused. This whole worlds/ideas thing is messing up my head. " What about the gift?" I had no doubts that they were involved with it now, but at the time I had no idea I was entering the last and the first journey from this world.

Mom's Travel Woes My moms in China for business, She can't eat eggs or bird Due to infamous bird flu. The time zone is really off, My friend once told me, when #life gives you lemons, Throw them back and ask for cookies. That's what my mom did. Business class on the plane was full. She took first class instead. The hotel had run out of rooms. She got to stay at an apartment instead. Same price. If only we all had that luck.

Braces. Did I Really Want Them? Omg, I'm getting braces tomorrow, so many people have them and they look really cool! Ok, braces today. I have heard they are painful. How bad can they really be? I mean, I'll only not be able to eat my favorite things ever. Braces, braces braces braces! I'm ready right? The orthodontist is expecting an answer. Sure..... Right, I have a bajjilion things sticking out of my mouth. It's is only really uncomfortable, but it won't be so bad with the braces on. Right? Wrong. These medieval torture devices were fine, for two hours! I can't eat a cracker without a jolt of pain going through my teeth. I'm just about ready to rip the damn things out of my mouth. Do you want some painkiller before you go to sleep? What do you think? The official worst part: I have to keep these in for over a year. At least my teeth will be straight. Big f- ing deal.

Really Late Easter #poem/ Ducks Sorry it's really late, I didn't have an opuss last Easter. Kids shimmied scooted Wobble-and- weaved From their colored eggs Where parents waited, Eyes peeled For cats Ducking in the grass Sunny skies made A warm start To the event Parents waddled up to kids Reminding everyone to "Say quack!"