OMGHARRYPOTTERANDTHEDEATHLYHALLOWSPART2AHHSQUEE!!!

I'm pretty sure that by now, everyone on Earth is aware of the Most Important Day In Like Ever, which is coming up July 15th. What makes it so important, you ask? Well, good sir, that would be the day when HARRY POTTER AND THE DEATHLY HALLOWS PART II is released in theaters.
Are you following me? I said, HARRY POTTER AND THE DEATHLY HALLOWS PART II!!!!
Do get the gravity of the situation here? It's the LAST Harry Potter movie coming out.
EVER!
 Actually, it's the last Harry Potter anything ever coming out. I've been a die-hard HP fan since I was nine or ten, and so has Venom. It was all we ever talked about for years! Later on, Venom showed me Maximum Ride and I contracted OMRD, I'm sorry to say Harry was forgotten for a little while. But recently I've been rediscovering the series, first in books then in movies. And I'm happy to say, I STILL LOVE IT! Maybe even more than before. When I was younger, I didn't sometimes understand what was going on, even though I was a pretty deep kid. But now I totally get the whole thing.
July 15th is going to be a bittersweet day for me. I mean, when the Half Blood Prince had just come out, I found out there was only going to be one more book, and I cried. And now, there aren't even any more movies to look forward to. WE HAVE NOTHING TO LIVE FOR NOW!
Well, I have Part II to look forward to now. But you know what I mean.
Then again, let me just express my views on how I think the movie will be:
OMGEPICAHHHSOCOOLSOCOOLSQUEEE!!!!!!!!!!!
Better than the last one even! If the commericals are any indication, this could quite possibly be the GREATEST.
MOVIE.
EVER.
Me and Venom are going to see it on the 16th, but we're also going to have our own launch party, either the night before or after. We have no lives, so it's just going to be us. We're even making matching shirts to where to the movie :D Deathly Hallows or Bust!
Oh my God, we are such geeks.

Signing Off,
Sweet but Insane

Random AIM Lifestream #1

KaylaMcFly is Teenage Venom
Jessyka McFly is me
You don't know anyone else.

Jessyka McFly
What does Nick Jonas even have to do with oats?!

KaylaMcFly
Okay... I'm kind of tired now. Night Night I suppose :)

KaylaMcFly
WIDE AWAKE!!! YEEAAHH!

KaylaMcFly
Shower. Bed. Need Jessyka's help with a story tomorrow because my brain went flop.

Derrick
im sleepy
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sgdx08: Wake up;) haha.
KaylaMcFly: Night Night :)

KaylaMcFly
I wish I was St. Fang of Boredom. How does everyone know her screenname Why is she so famous in the fan fiction worlD? Lucky Ducky.
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Jessyka McFly: I know right! She's brilliant.
KaylaMcFly: IKR! But she's like 20
Jessyka McFly: I wonder how long she's been writing...
KaylaMcFly: ...Yeah.

Jessyka McFly
I love Romeo and Juliet
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KaylaMcFly: Decaying skin peeling off their bodies as the smell fills the air.
Jessyka McFly: That was NOT R&J...
KaylaMcFly: :) That was my brain.
Jessyka McFly: You scare me very much. =)
KaylaMcFly: Thank you!
Jessyka McFly: Welcome.

KaylaMcFly
I want to, like, suck your blood, and like, be your ever loving girlfriend, like, right now! LOL!
Nudge as a vampire?

KaylaMcFly
AH! WTF, BAD FANFICTION ENDING!!!
8 CommentsKaylaMcFly: AHHHH!!!!! WHY!!!!! AHHH!!!!!
Jessyka McFly: Rape?
KaylaMcFly: NO. IT WAS LIKE ALL LEADING DOWN TO FAXNESS. THROUGH THE WHOLE THING!!! THEN... AHHHHHHH
Jessyka McFly: ...Rape?
KaylaMcFly: Fang DIED and max committed SUICIDE. WTF?!!!
Jessyka McFly: Romeo and Juliet spin off?
KaylaMcFly: I don't even know!
Jessyka McFly: Looking back on it... Fang = Romeo, Max = Juliet, Lissa = Rosaline, Dylan = Paris...

KaylaMcFly
Iggy.
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Jessyka McFly: OMGIGGYAHHSQUEEE!!!
Jessyka McFly: OMGIGGYHAZWINGZAHHHSQUEE!!
Jessyka McFly: OMGIGGYIZBLINDAHHSQUEEE!!!
KaylaMcFly: O_O
Jessyka McFly: OMGTHATREMINDEDMETHATIGGYHAZEYEZOMGAHHHSQUEEEE!!!

KaylaMcFly
Fanggggg... You stole all the G's to my heart... Or something!

KaylaMcFly
My name is Kayla
Yeah
I'm really cool
Yeah
I fly around
Yeah
And I don't like school. :D

Jessyka McFly
EFF YOU, LARS P. WINTHER!

KaylaMcFly
Fang.
Fang.
Fang.
Fang.
Oh, and one more thing...
FANG.

KaylaMcFly
I dig your DNA.

Jessyka McFly
OMGHARRYPOTTERSHOEZSQUEEE!!

KaylaMcFly
Squeeze the Vlarpin!

Jessyka McFly
Rated T for Tater-Tots.

Jessyka McFly
AHH SCREAM I HEARD OMG!!!1!!
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Kayla McFly: ;D

KaylaMcFly
I hate the number nine. It sounds so whiny. Niiine... Ninnnnnee. Meh.

KaylaMcFly
YOP! :D
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Josh: POY

KaylaMcFly
Maybe the sixteenth...
OMGTHESIXTEENTHAHHH
YAHHHHH!

Jessyka McFly
HARRYPOTTERANDTHEDEATHLYHALLOWSPART2OMGSQUEE

CHIBIS!!!

Yes, that's right. Chibis. Those cute little manga-cartoon-things with big eyes. I found a website where you can make them (http://www.lunaii-dollmaker.com/) and I've been creating them all day. They're just so dang cute...
And then, of course, my Obsessive Maximum Ride Disorder took over.
And now, ladies and gentlefreaks, I present to you... CHIBI-FLOCK!!!

Max! (Battle scars and signature eye-roll included)

Fangles!

Iggabelle!

Nudgiekins!

Gazzy!

Angel! (Pre-FANG)

I even made one of myself:

AND my OC from Winging It, Snow!

She looks like a Mary-Sue, doesn't she? I'm so glad she's not... And I'm not just saying that to say that. There was a time, long long ago, in the earliest drafts of Winging It, when Snow was as Sue-y as they get. I even refer to that time as the Mary-Snow Era. It was forever ago, though, and she's better now.

This post was rather shorter than usual.

Signing Off,

Sweet but Insane

Ramble, Ramble, Ramble

 School's out! I never thought I would get out of that hellhole (At least for three months, anyway). I have absolutely no plans this Summer, except for get better at updating my fanfiction. A task much easier said than done, seeing as I have ADD, which makes it nearly impossible to write what I want, when I want. It's like I have some mutated-writing-gene-type-deal that just flares up at random moments, usually around the Witching Hour. Since I also have insomnia, I'm almost-always awake at this time.
Of course, just because I don't sleep doesn't mean I'm not tired. So when I write at 3 AM, I'm usually loopy and off my rocker with sleep deprivation. Fortunately, writing makes me sleep better. So I'm prone to waking up in the morning with a killer headache, the lights on, and pens and markers uncapped and scattered about my desk, bleeding ink onto the many pages I have no recollection of writing. Sometimes, the writing is brilliant -- like, my best work. Other times, I seriously wonder if someone put a little hallucinogens in my Fruit Loops.
One example would be the Maximum Ride fanfiction I wrote around Christmas last year, in which Fang meets the Ghosts of Christmas, who are Gazzy, Nudge, and Iggy, respectively. I'll try to post it on fanfiction, soon. I was going to hold off until next Christmas, but after re-discovering and re-reading it last week, I think it's just too great to not post. I don't know when, though, because the optimum time for FF-posting is between noon and four, and I usually don't have access to a non-prehistoric computer that doesn't crash in hysteria every ten minutes until five-ish.
I've also been wanting to do an Iggy/Ella fic, possibly an AH, for a while. A BandFic would be nice, since maybe I could show dem betches a thing or two about music. Or, you know, being in a band. I very much doubt any of those people have even picked up an instrument typically used in a rock band, while I've made pathetic attempts at playing all of them (I can't carry a tune unless I'm singing, and my pitch isn't so hot with that anymore). But hey! I'm a good listener. And I can coax one ditty out of a guitar, but only part of the song. Freak Out by Avril Lavigne. I know the words too, so that's a cool trick. Even though a monkey could play those chords...
Anyway, I'm pretty sure I started that paragraph off talking about Eggy. I think it's really cute -- Plus, I love Iggy. And I can relate to Ella pretty well, I think. But in any case, I couldn't handle an AH Eggy BandFic right now. I'm already struggling to update Winging It, and I'm completely in love with the plot. I don't know how I would ever be able to update something where I'm in new territory with the plot... I mean, I already had to give away my first fic, Chasing Yesterdays. It belongs to KaylaAnonymous, AKA Teenage Venom now. She'll do a great job with it, if only those Project Aero bitches would leave her alone. They're completely wrecking her Writer's Swagga, and such. If she would just listen to people who actually know her, and what they're talking about (Me and our friend Josh), and just freakin' accept that she's a good -- No, great writer and WRITE SOMETHING ALREADY!
I hope you fucking heard me, Venom. I'll send my Mary-Sue after you if you dont update something soon. Preferably Empty Spaces.

The Greatest Poem In The World: Part 2

Previously on... The Zombie In My Locker And How It Got There

To the driveway we descended
To make a decision
Should we face certain death
In the Land of No Livin'?

Or should we stay home
And watch Dr. Phil all day
His mustache is distracting
It lead thoughts astray

In the end, the decision
Was sort of made for me
A man driving a bus,
Aged four thousand and forty

It arrived with a squeal of breaks
And an ominous death-rattle
From inside, a small voice shrilled
"I'm gonna tattle!"

It's color was yellow
It's vibe was annoying
Inside me I felt
A sense of dread growing

The door swooshed open
With a hiss and a squeak
The wrinkly old driver
Hadn't moved in a week

On the inside I screamed
On the out, climbed aboard
It's the fastest way to school
I rationalized and deplored

Once inside the aging deathtrap
I wandered down the aisle
Passing screaming children
And a hobo with a pedosmile

One hour later
Chance of survival was bleak
When we pulled in the school
Our sanity mushy and weak

I hopped to the pavement
And sprinted to the door
But I ran into five people
And they fell to the floor

Standing in the hallway
Where we always stand
Were Venom and Jaybrams
And That Guy from That Band

"Guys!" I ran up and yelled
"We've got a situation!"
Venom gasped "Will it save us
From our torturous education?"

Jaybrams screamed, suddenly
'Cause she saw the zombie
So we ran down the hallway
Venom, Jaybrams, and Me

We chased it through the H-S
Screaming "CEASE AND DESIST!"
Ran past Eric and Ryan
And Joey and Chris

It ran up the stairs
And we cornered the focker
It made a mad dash for freedom
Straight to 210, my locker

And it's still in there
It's out of your hair
So fear not, and go STEALTH-KILL! Devin
But I've got a problem
And my problem is...
I'm late for English 7

Okay, I admit it. This is a terrible poem. It's rhyming is half-assed, at best. Rhythm? Nonexistent. But I do -- sometimes -- write serious poetry. Or some crap I make up that sounds serious. And, like, deep. That's why I've started a poetry blog (Accessible from my profile)! I haven't posted anything yet. But I'm going to. Like, right now.
Later much!

Signing off,
Sweet But Insane

The Greatest Poem In The World -- Part One

"The Zombie in my Locker and How it Got There"

Part One

By Me

There's a zombie with the munchies

And he's in my locker
I knew I shouldn't have watched Zombieland
Instead of seeing Little Fockers

There was a close-up of the undead
And then it jumped off the screen
Like Lady Gaga, messed up in the head
And acting really mean

It snarled and growled
And ran 'round my house
It ate half a sports car
And my imaginary spouse

And it was going for me
When I shot it times three
But two bullets missed
And hit the indestructible cat, who hissed

The zombie ran away
Hid under my porch for a while
It built and rode a subway
But it hopped the turnstile

Meanwhile, aboveground,
I was getting ready
I got Iggy, a rocket launcher
And a lobster named Freddie

We stormed in the subway
To take the next train going out
The vendor gave me a key chain
But he charged me five dollars, the lout

We crowded on the subway
It smelled like peanut butter
That, combined with claustrophobia
Turned me into a nutter

A nutter, by the way
Is British for lunatic
Like Ozzy, or Venom,
Or that Jersey Shore chick

"Hot damn!" I shouted
"I think I'm going crazy.
That guy in the corner
Doesn't even look shady!"

We escaped the subway
Iggy, Freddie, and Me
For some reason we were by the ocean
When a voice rawred with glee

"Steve!" squealed me
"Third person much?" muttered Iggy
Freddie added "OMG!"
"GRAAWRR!" warbled Steve

I climbed on a boat
And threw a rope to the shark
And I fired the rocket launcher
It lit up the dark

I commanded "Fetch!
There's a zombie to catch!"
Steve pirouetted across the sea
In hot pursuit of the hungry zombie

By the time that we docked
We were back where we started
My house, the hide-out,
Of the Nearly Departed

The zombie in question
Was crossing the river
Toward the school, where he'd find
Inevitably, his dinner

To the driveway we descended
To make a decision
Should we face certain death
In the Land of No Livin'?

Or should we stay home
And watch Dr. Phil all day
His mustache is distracting
It lead thoughts astray