HI!!! I just wanted to reassure all of my devoted and loving readers *coughNOTcough* that I have not disappeared off the face of the earth! I will continue writing my Faith, Trust, and Pixie dust story. I just realized that I created a dead-end for myself while writing and couldn't go where I wanted to go with the story! Therefore, I have decided to redo and rewrite all of the previous chapters before moving foward. I promise they will make much more sense when I'm done! THANK YOU FOR YOUR PATIENCE!!! I LOVE YOU ALL!!!! *goes off to write some more*
YAY! MY MESSAGES ON LIVEJOURNAL MAKE 123!!!!
Though, that means I haven't deleted 123 messages.
Why do I get so excited about these things? *Sigh.*
The Boy (Girl Actually) Who Cried Anaphylactic Shock!
(An LEGIT! explanation of why she hadn't posted, once again, from a writer to her readers)
Once upon an April Fools day, a lovely writer decided to deviously trick her friends. She set up a masterful plot, concerning her severe allergy to shrimp. She pretended to eat noodles that had "shrimp" in it, and managed to fool her friends into thinking she was going into anaphylactic shock. She laughed at their betrayed faces when the trick was revealed, and went about her merry way. Little did she know that a month later, on the eve of the girls theater production, a cup of noodles she so selfishly stole from a friend would be hiding the evil shellfish within it's colorful Chinese package. Once the girl had unknowingly eaten the noodles, she dug around in them with her chopsticks to find the vegetables, of which there were none. Because this was shrimp noodles. Once she had found the little shrimp floating about, she called out to her friend, "Are there shrimp in here?" To which the friend replied, "Yeah, Why?" The actress froze in shock, and carefully said, "I'm kind of highly allergic to shrimp." Then, a knight in absolutely no armor, gallantly whisked her away in his off-white Suburban to her house. Because the girl, who had tricked her friends weeks ago, had left her EpiPen in her schoolbag where she had placed it after pulling the prank. The girl quickly grabbed her EpiPen, and was rushed back off to her school to make it back in time for her performance, in which she had a major lead. Of course, all of her fellow theater friends made a dramatic affair of asking "So, you haven't died yet?" To which the girl snapped, "No. Now shut up I'm trying to breathe." Then, her EMT brother and fellow theater member asked her if she wanted to use her EpiPen, which the girl refused. As she reasoned, "If I use my EpiPen, then Ill have to go to the hospital. There is no way I'm going to the hospital dressed in this ridiculousness and have the doctors laugh their asses off." And gestured vaguely down to her theater regalia, which really was quite comical. So the young thespian refused her EpiPen, took two Zyrtec, and prayed that the hives and swelling would go away and her throat would stop closing up in time for her solo. And then proceeded to put on a three hour musical-comedy in which after every scene she struggled to breathe. After the show was done, she loudly cried, "HURRAY I'M ALIVE! I MADE IT!" And then went home and started typing a lovely letter to her faithful readers telling them why she didn't post another chapter of her story today, and instead postponed it to tomorrow. "Next time," she grumpily exclaimed as she was made to go 24 hours without sleep to make sure she didn't suffocate to death, "I'll take the damn ambulance."
Yeah. So. Remember that time when I used to update regularly? And that other time when I said I'd update soon, and then I didn't? You don't? Well good, that means I didn't break any promises. You do? Well, shit.
It just so happens that I am really not good at updating frequently, and I really want to thank the people who have been patiently waiting for my next chapter, have been disappointed, now really don't care at all, and probably will not read this post.
Anyways. I'll probably have the next chapter up in these next few days, because the mini-haiatus I took and didn't inform anyone about is OVER! The reason for it in the first place was because it was the week before school vaca, so I had stuff to finish up before taking a little trip down to PA, where computers are a no-no. At least at my relatives house. Then my lovely mother decided to use up her vacation time in the hospital.
So. Yeah. Not much time for writing. BUT I'M BACK!!!!!! So three cheers to the people who actually read this and care, and thanks. I just thought I shouldn't clutter up another ending of a Chapter with an explanation, and skip to the fun stuff. So there.
PS. Yes, I know I spelled schedual wrong. I really couldn't bother. You get my meaning anyway, right? Why am I talking to people who I can't see? *sigh* I need a life.