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The car stops. "Clunk-chitter-chitter-sump-lump-hisssss. " If cars could talk this '87 Chevy would scream each time you tried to start it: "DO NOT RESUSCITATE!!! ERK!!! ERK!!! ERK!!! REPEAT -- DO NOT RESUSCITATE!!!" -- then softer -- "Really -- have a heart. Just release the brake and let me roll, downhill, to the bay." Kris and Stem Cell, two girls dressed in hooker costumes for the Indie-Pen-Dance ball, get out. "Shit!" Kris yells. "You dumpling piece of freaking, smoking shit!" Stem Cell takes a three-second drag-and-exhale off her Lucky Strike. "Hey. I don't talk like that to you." "I'm talking to the freaking car, shirttail." She pops the hood. Steam rises like a cloud of ancient, Vulcan gods, ready to erupt. "And look ... where ... the ... fuck ... we are," she says, looking down the street. ( more ... )
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Hello, I'm new here. I'm Ceilidh (pronounced Kay-Lay), I'm 18 years old and hope to be a full time writer in the future. I adore writing, I always have some idea or other swimming around inside my head. My favourite writers are Jeffrey Eugenides, Margaret Atwood, Neil Gaiman, Chuck Palahniuk, JK Rowling, Stephenie Meyer and Gaston Leroux. My main problem though is my complete and utter lack of self confidence in myself, nothing I write ever seems good enough to me. It's not a particularly good quality to have, although it can be good when making constructive criticism of my stuff, by which I mean tearing it apart and starting again. I'd love to talk with other writers and get some opinions on some of my stuff. As an indroductory gift of sorts, I'm posting a short thing I wrote yesterday out of boredom. It's also on my LJ page along with some other stuff I had saved on my computer. Hope you like it. Title: Death After LIfe Author: Ceilidh-ann Rating: N/A but it's nothing violent or anything. Summary: Josie wakes up and finds out she's dead.
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My Dad and I had a really great day today. After work, we hanged out, went shopping and out to lunch. He told me a secret, I told him a secret and we both laugh at how LAMMMMMMMMME and TAMMMMMMMEEEEEE our secrets are, but still, it's a secret. He's awesome and cool and we listen to Sublime on the way home and we both knew all the words. I finally got The Black Parade is Dead! in the mail two days back. I got Bob's mask. I'm not thrilled, but it's better than Mikey's. I haven't watch it yet and barely getting the live music put on my ipod, I totally lack the time these days. But tonight, I will watch and get back to you on it. Yesterday, I went and experienced Warhammer and the crazies at Gameshop (???). O_o;;; After that, there was a massive Rockband Battle and some Puzzle Fighter action. Plus my Uncle NEVER calls a woman ugly, but he did call this ONE girl ugly and it was amusing, because I hated that bitch and he wasn't aware of how I felt about her and how she hates me.. (So, that was funny.) Anyway, at the mall, I added more to my OPI collection with three more colors. I was very close to buying white. (One day, one day..) But I got talked out of it. I got one sister into Queen and the other into Dorama's. We shall see where this leads up. Work had fireworks for the residents. Three years back, a residents clothes and blanket caught on fire, so I sure hope nothing happens to them. Everyone in the building watched Independence Day. All the residents LOVE Will Smith. They refer to him as 'The Prince' (LOLZZZZ.) So yeah, I saw the film three times. I could quote that stuff if you asked me to. Currently have a headful of bleach, really pushing my luck with leaving it on this long. Redoing the sides and hope to get it bright and not so red. Ugh, I didn't realize just HOW ugly it was. Wish me luck!~ Pics soon! Tags: life, mcr Current Mood: determined
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