Do you want to care?

This is a poem
That’s right
No lighthearted intro
This wasn’t even planned.

This month
I decided
I had to write a poem
And this poem
Is the type of poem
I’d write
On yellowed college ruled paper
From last year

This poem is me
Just feeling
Not happy?

And if this was really yellowed paper
This would be the type of paper I’d tear up
And pretend I never wrote.

I’m not a person who asks a lot of deep questions
The most important one I’ve asked was
Did we have homework for science?

No.
We didn’t.

But I am the type of person to question
I know a lot of things
Am a lot of things

I have
Six different personas
And I keep track of them all

School Persona One
Only a certain group of people know me like this
Maybe this is the persona that appears on the blog the most
I’m studious
Awkward
Maybe a bit outspoken
I pretend to try to be funny
And I criticize myself before anyone else can.

School Persona Two
I’m shy
Quiet
Kind of adorable?
And now resisting the urge to type a disclaimer like (lol nope)
And here, I get to be the one who complains about a ninety three

School Persona Three
Invisible

Home Persona
Either a great kid
Or a nightmare

Stranger Persona
Respectful
Sweet
Great grades
Golden child

Little Kid Persona
Self deprecating
In the most humorous way possible
I’m one of them

And then there are the quirks
I’m surprisingly a lot of things
I’m known for disliking exercise
I’m actually quite strong
I’m ridiculously awkward
But when it comes to it
I’m quite clever
If only someone listened

Which leads me to where I began
Do you want to care?
Or are you just going to like this without reading it?
Or maybe refrain from saying anything because, quite simply, you don’t know what to say?

Whatever you do,
It’s fine by me
That’s another thing I do

I endure.

Happy April + COLLAB WITH THE DARLING VIOLET GRAY!!

Hello one, hello all, and I am back (as you may be able to see), with a post after, what, two (?) weeks? I apologize. HOWEVER!! To make up for it I am doing my second collab with my friend yay. So, her name is Violet, and you may know her already, and she’s cool beans, and her blog is called Vibrantly Violet and that’s coolio too, so check that out. So, this post was supposed to be all spontaneous and stuff, and unplanned, or whatever, but that didn’t really work out… This was supposed to be posted a couple days ago, and so yeah… Oh, and so I realized that a couple of days ago was the two month blogiversary of  this blog, so that’s a good thing?  And also, it’s now April, and I should be pranking you, but I’m not going to. ALSO, TODAY IS FRED AND GEORGE’S BIRTHDAY SO YAY!! ANYWAYS ON TO THE IMPORTANT STUFF!!

I am now realizing I have not explained what we are doing. I will do that now. So, it’s basically like a ‘who knows the other better’ type of thing. ish.

1. At the moment, which fandom is the other child discovering (or rediscovering…)?

Ivy (answering for Vi): Harry Potter (or at least she better be)

Vi (pronounced ‘Vee’, cause Ivy said so)(answering for Ivy): Ummmm… I DON’T KNOW

Ivy (speaking as Ivy): …You disgrace…. Lord of the Rings, obviously, have you not listened when I was talking about how great everyone’s hair is??

Vi (speaking as Vi): *Cries*

Ivy: WAS I RIGHT MATE?? DON’T LEAVE ME IN SUSPENSE!!

Vi (as Vi): Kind of… Close enough!!!

Ivy: What was it??

Vi: Harry Potter was one of them so you were correct

Ivy: One of them, the rest being…

Vi: Stufffffffffffff

I: ugh. QUESTION TWO!! This one’s on you, Vi.

V: Okay, lots of pressure

I: As there should be.

2. In all of your academic life, what was your least favorite year?

I: Gosh darn it, you’re out to get me!! This is your revenge?? Darn you… Um, I MUST TRY.

V: Hahahahaha I laugh at you

I: *shaking head* Okay. Not sixth, ‘cause that’s when you met me *winning smile*…

I: Umm… third. No second. No first. Yeah, okay, first. NO. Kindergarten? NOOOOOOO. Kindergarten, final answer.

V: *Evil grin* NOPEEEEE TOO LATE. It was fifth

I: WHAT NO NO NO WAYYYY

V: Umm, I’m guessing Ivy’s least favorite grade …

I: Oh, you won’t know this. This is your downfall.

V: …is fifth???

I: HA!! See, you would think that, because my teacher was somewhat rubbish, but I disliked my second grade teacher even more, and I disliked my school back then as well.

V: GOSH DARN IT!!!!!! We both failed, except you had like five billion guesses and you still failed!!!

I: Gosh, no need to rub it in… QUESTION THE THIRD!! FOR NARNIAAAA!!

V: And FOR ASLAN!!

I: YOU’RE MY FAVORITE PERSON DID I MENTION THAT??

V: You should, much more often

I: yeah, yeah. But would you believe me if I said that I knew you were going to say that?

V: Wow, now you’re saying I’m predictable?

I: No…

V: Or you know me so well!!!! *grins*

I: yup, that’s it.

V:  Question, Ivy?

3. Is the person a dog person, or a cat person?

I: Dog person, obviously.

V: OHHH Cat person, correct? You told me.

I: yeah. And you own a dog so…

V: Yup You are right, LOVE YOU JUPITER

I: You know that newish Little Mix song, shoutout to mY ex? Well, this is shout out to my pet… 🙂

V: HA you’re so PUNny, Ivy

I: I KNOW IT’S A GIFT DON’T HATE ME CAUSE I’M BETTER THAN YOU OKAY

V: I would if you were…

I:… yeah I had that one coming. Okay, next question is yours.

4. Who is the other person’s (current) favorite band?

V: I know yours but I don’t think you want me to say it, do you?

I: I’m warning you, I may kill you…

V: So, How well do you know me???

I: I didn’t even know you listened to bands…

V: Well I do…

I: Ugh. I’m going to say twenty one pilots because they’re quite popular at school right now.

V: Nopeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee

I: Don’t tell me you listen to k-pop??

V: Yeah but which BAND

I: Are you serious??

V: Dead serious

I: Okay umm BTS? Exo?

V: BTSSSSS YESSSSSSSSSSS

I: Oh my gods you’re one of them

V: I’m sorry but a proud ARMY here

I: Oh gods I need a moment. Okay done. NEXT QUESTION!!

5.  Who is the other person’s current favorite artist ( singular, no bands)

V: What if I don’t have one….

I: Wait do you even have one? Yeah that’s what I thought (by the way, we’re typing simultaneously, so, yes, I am a psychic.) I would call this a victory.

V: Yes you are. Ed Sheeran???

I: … darn it.

V: Yesssss *dances on the inside*

I: Okay, your question now.

 

AND THUS PART ONE ENDS!! Ivy with 4 points (mwahaahahahahahaaa *breaks out into coughing fit*) and Violet with the grand total of… 1!! No, sorry, *sigh*, two… POINT IS, IN ROUND ONE, I HAVE WON!!! CONQUERED THE WORLD!! DEFEATED THE VIOLET!! ACCIDENTALLY USED THREE EXCLAMATION POINTS INSTEAD OF TWO BUT REMAINS TOO LAZY TO FIX IT!! Okay, so, in part two, I didn’t do so well. IF YOU WANT TO READ THAT  (which we all know you do, come on, don’t lie) GO TO VIOLET’S WEBSITE, BECAUSE SHE’S COOL BEANS AND CHECK OUT OUR COLLAB THERE!! I apologize for the overuse of capitalization, but yup. 

Ivy and Violet, where spontaneity meets procrastination. Thank you for reading.

-IVY

My Awkward Obsessions

Heyo!! Agh, who am I, Rico? (Anyone who gets that reference, you get a gold star.) So today, I was thinking about my weirdness. Which I have quite a lot of. And a big part of my weirdness is built off of my obsessions. Without further ado (who says ado? seriously? oh wait….), let us begin:

Name Meanings

I kid you not, I am somewhat slightly a little bit obsessed with name meanings. Not just that, I’m also fascinated with it’s origin, where it’s used, and just kind of everything. Like, recently, I discovered this new website which is everything I have ever dreamed of it is wow. For me. Because I’m weird. So yeah. Whoops. The thing is, if I think your name is cool, I will google it. Not- not that I have done that. Of course. Obviously. Pfffft. I mean. What kind of a weirdo would do that? …moving on.

Quotes?

Okay, so  you may think that this isn’t really weird, and many people love finding inspirational quotes and stuff. Problem is, the quotes I find or try to find aren’t so much inspirational as slightly scary? And then people worry about my twisted mind? But also, I fall in love with so many lines from books? Like, for example, in Crooked Kingdom, knives drawn, pistols blazing. Because that’s what we do. ” – Leigh Bardugo (Kaz)

Characters

Charries are the actual best thing. Don’t tell me it’s just me that spends more time analyzing the charries than it took to read the actual book?? Speaking of which, I’m immensely sad, because today, I just finished Crooked Kingdom (and by just, I mean yesterday), and I’m currently in mourning. I literally reread this one part 4 times and kind of teared up (i was crying on the inside…) in class. Which is bad. Because in school, I’m the cool kid (lol nope). But, those who have read it, I assume you know the part of which I’m speaking of…

Just kind of Netflix in general…

Netflix is just so great. Just. Yup. Okay, so currently, I’m in the midst of two shows and in one of them, season three hasn’t come out yet and I’ve been waiting forever and ever and ever. And the other one has like 45  minute episodes and like 7 seasons. And then there’s moreeeee. AGH. I’m on like the 3 episode of season two? It’s been a long journey.

The Interweb

( Yes, I meant to say ‘interweb’). So, I don’t think that you understand internet obsession until you’ve met me… I’m slightly obsessed with Google –  the doodles, etc. I would totally work for Google. Maybe. I mean. It depends on how much work is involved, really… I’m also quite a big fan of the various websites for like everything I enjoy. Exhibit A: Pottermore. IT’S A PLACE WHERE I CAN BE HAPPY AND MYSELF AND A RAVENCLAW AND A THUNDERBIRD AND HAVE LIKE THE BESTEST WAND (it has unicorn hair and it’s silver lime wood and it’s like 10 1/2 inches and it has a slightly yielding flexibility and no i did not memorize all of that). Yeah. Yup. Uh huh. NEXT!!

Grammar (and just kind of writing stuff in general)

So, you know that really annoying friend who you text ever so excitedly, eager to tell them about some random thing and you accidentally ( is that a word??) say ‘your’, and so instead of focusing on what your (see what I did there??) (no sorry I feel bad) (*you’re) telling them, they respond just saying ‘*you’re’? ( I wish I could say that was the longest sentence I’ve ever written, but honestly, it’s not even close) Yeah, that’s me. ‘Nuf said.

LOTR ( and other assorted fandoms)

It is no uncommon fact that fandoms are the most common thing to be obsessed with. The real question is, how many are too much?? So, I am now going to assemble a list, and go on into a rant about LOTR, because that is the main focus of this little section bit. Keep in mind, in this list  is not every book/movie series I am a fan of. These are books/movies that I am a genuine expert (or aspiring expert) (or kind of expert) (you know what, every fandom with a capital ‘E’, I consider myself an expert in, no questions asked. I will elaborate as I go. Because that’s how I do things).

  • HARRY POTTER – E
  • PERCY JACKSON – E (this includes Greek mythology. I’m also quite good  at Indian, Roman, and Egyptian)
  • THE HUNGER GAMES (I am quite a big fan, but I’m not as good at a bit of Hunger Games trivia as at, say, Harry Potter. And I’m pretty good at Hunger Games trivia) (Fandoms are the one thing I will take pride in) (which could lead me into a rant about how society has conditioned people to deny compliments, etc. )
  • none really come to mind…
  • LOTR

Okay, explanation time!! Let us begin. So, LOTR, I know a lot about the movies, like the filming, cast, etc. and I’m pretty good at the story, but I’m still reading the books, so…

SHIPS

The reason that this isn’t in the fandoms section is because it is special and deserves it’s own section. See, ships are the most important thing in popular series. Example: Team Gale vs Team Peeta. Which one are you? And am I the only one who is mildly peeved that Luna didn’t end up with Neville? And when you discuss a really good book with your friends, don’t you discuss the ships first?? Or is that just me and now I am an internet outcast? I rest my case. Maybe.

 

Okay, so this list has gone on for a somewhat long-ish time, but I’ve enjoyed writing it, and so maybe I’ll write another one? Maybe? I don’t know, I’m sure I have more. So. Tell me if you relate so I don’t feel lonelyyyy. Please and thank you. Oh and also!! Did you like this? Genuinely? Because I feel like out of all my posts so far, this was one of my favorites!! Is that bad? Anyways, I think it might be because I spent the most time on this post? Okay, so, yeah, that’s it. 🙂

-Ivy 🙂

Poem Time!!

Hello, all. So, I am back. Yay!! CUE THE ROSES!! Actually, no, not roses, they have thorns… CUE THE… DAFFODILS!! Because daffodils are underrated. I had the nerve to not post for over a week?? I am ever so sorry, by the way. Oh, so, Beauty and the Beast came out yesterday, and I have been waiting my entire life for the moment I could finally watch it, because I am a fan of British/English things/people in general, so I kind of freaked out when this movie came along with its variety of actors and actresses, mostly from fandoms I was previously affiliated with. See, this movie literally has Hermione, Bard, Gandalf, Obi Wan Kenobi, and, of course, though he is not British or English, Olaf. Yes. Olaf. I don’t know what to do with myself, I must watch it. I MUST WATCH IT!! So then I did and it was literal perfection. I highly recommend it. 🙂 Now, because that awkward little rant that I wasn’t supposed to go off on is over, let the poetry begin.Actually, no. See, I’ve realized that poetry is something that comes easier to me than entertaining people, and so I’ve been slightly overusing it? But that’s okay, because you are all quite lovely and understanding people.

Light Blue World

We will always remember
The dark purple silences
That overcame us
When we lived
In a light blue world

Everyday we try to forget
The terrible black screams
That haunted us
When we lived
In a light blue world

All of us, together, revere
The deep blue words
That taught us
When we lived
In a light blue world

We hold in our hearts
The soft gray mistakes
That helped us
When we lived
In a light blue world

We were inseparable
All of us, a rainbow
Living in a light blue world
Our light blue world
Where we were happy
Until the light blue that we loved
Darkened

Our bond was pushed apart,
Red worming in
Through the gaps of our
Linked hands

We stood together
And watched
Our light blue world
Become purple

And all hope was lost
For our light blue world
To become light blue again

 

Okay, so, yeah. I have a thing with colors, as you will see in the next post. Maybe. Or the one after that? I’m not sure, that one’s in my Language Arts notebook, so if I remember to bring it home. Our teacher doesn’t really give a lot of homework that has to do with the notebook, so I leave it in my locker mostly… ANYWHO. I’m hungry, and my  toe hurts and I just want chocolate. Oh well. Bye friends!!

-Ivy

Stupidiocy with Ryan and Ivy!!

Okay, so me and Ryan are good friends, and we, as friends, share a multitude of experiences. She wrote a post last night about her birthday, and the story of stupidiocy. Basically, we had an argument about if the word ‘stupidity’ was better, or if the word  ‘idiocy’ was better. We compromised on stupidiocy, but I still want to know which one you like better!! So, because I like talking to you children (no, this has nothing to do with proving Ryan wrong…) ( yes, actually it has everything to do with proving Ryan wrong) (I’m not contradictory, you are!!), comment which one you like better. OH and why. Oops, here I go again turning things into school assignments ( sorry…actually not really, but a very tiny little) (I just like knowing what you think. Whoops that’s a bit creepy…). And because you guys are lovely little marshmallows/snowflakes (whichever you like better…), here is a poem.  HA!! Didn’t see that coming , did you?? No, you didn’t, because it’s not in the title. MWAHAHAHAHA. Time to find the real snowflakes/marshmallows. Marshmallows/snowflakes. Remind me to write a post explaining that… Anywho, ONWARDS MY NOBLE STEED!! THE POEM/PEOPLE AWAIT!! (ooh, poem people…)

Flowers are Pretty

Bundles of flowers
One on top of another
Petals crumpling
Leaves folding
Tearing

Suffocated by a vase
And people
Who don’t really care

Being cut, split, broken by
Scissors
Blades on stems
Blades on leaves

Away from the
Sun
From the
Grass
Away from life

Because flowers are pretty.

 

So, yeah. That’s that. OH! So I’m going to be travelling a bit for the next week, and I think I’ll be back in maybe 4-ish days? But I will post after that. Hopefully. You know, I should just stop leaving you, agh, I’m sorry. I could try to post from my phone? But that´s hard, and I’m lazy…  Blech. So yeah,  sorry about that… But I gave you a poem? I suppose that is it. I may post tomorrow, but don’t get your hopes up, because then you’ll be sad if I don’t. And being sad is bad (haha I rhymed teehee, I’m a poet and I didn’t even know it… lol yeah I kind of did…), so don’t be sad (wow I’m so inspiring and philosophical and stuff…)

See you later, children.

-Ivy

Poem+ Some Shameless Promo

Hey children!! Okay, so I have lied to you. I know I said I wouldn’t post until Friday (? Maybe? I don’t actually know what I said…), but I missed speaking with you. Here we go!!

So, first, I may or may not sort of write a little bit of poetry. Here’s the problem. It’s a tad bit creepy? Or sad-ish? I tend to write about a lot of nonexistent people, and they always end up dying? I don’t know, I’m sorry. Anyways, to ease you into my writing, I’m going to start of with the happiest poem I have. It’s called Night Train. Ooh, how mysterious. *Spoiler Alert* *whisper* It’s actually not… So, here we go…

Night Train

Walking the streets
Next to a night train

Toeing the line
Between too good
And not good enough

On the brink of tears
But so close to 
Hysterical laughter

My day was warm
My night is cold
But inside the night train
Were people

People laughing
And talking
And eating
And drinking
And just being
Happy.

Women with short hair
And sparkly dresses
Men with suits
And just loosened ties

All with heads thrown back
Grinning and laughing.

And me
Walking down
Next to the night train
rolling on beside me

Fantasies
Went through my head
Grabbing a rail
Pulling myself up
And laughing with
The rest

The train keeps
Moving, looking
Warm and toasty 
And happy.

People were
Together
Making memories
With strangers
To remember for
Life

And then there’s
Me
Walking the streets
Next to a night train
Going nowhere

So, tell me your thoughts on that, because I like reading those!! However, you probably shouldn’t ask me to explain anything (and this goes for future poems too) (yes, there will be future poems), because I don’t know what I’m writing. And those awkward periods, yeah, they weren’t there on accident. And the lowercase ‘r’ in ‘rolling’, yeah, that was purposeful too. Nothing I do in poetry is accidental. Also, check out my darling friend’s blog, because she’s cool. However, right now, she’s going through a bit of a  hard time, and she’s not completely active right now. However, she does have a couple of posts, which I recommend you read. If you do, this next part will make a lot more sense…

Gods, how I hate Cecil. Agh. Go away, Cecil. Blech. Bad Cecil.

Well, that’s it. I’ll speak to you later?

-Ivy

Oops, I forgot. I had a note. So, this was supposed to be up yesterday, but the poem was in my Language Arts notebook, which I forgot in my locker… Whoops…

Happy March!! + WARNING!!

Heyo guys (anyone who gets that reference gets a gold star…but not a real one… shout out then)!! Guess who’s back, back again. Ivy’s back, tell a friend.

*clears throat*

Sorry. Got a bit carried away there.

ANYWAYS!! Happy March!! This month, a multitude of my friends are turning old, and so is my iddle sister. Yay. I mean, YAY!! So, yeah, happy birthday and stuff.

As for the warning, I will not be posting for a week. An exact week. Really. No lie. I’m sorry. I’m not very regular with posting anyways, but this week, I discovered I had a social life, so that’s new. The last time I did this was way back in the beginning of February. Yes. But I thought I’d change… spoiler… I didn’t. So, yeah. This weekend, I will be giving up second breakfast, elevenses, and supper (again, if you get the reference, you get a gold star…or shout out…probably shout out, because I’m running a bit low on gold stars…)!! I know!!

So, yes, that’s happening. Yup. I have no goals, no aspirations, no- OH I FORGOT!! I’m going to attempt to start a bullet journal. *happy clappy cheering noise*

Well… That was quite short. Whoops. Alright, well, too bad.
No, sorry, I’ll make it up to you next time though. Hopefully.

-Ivy

One Month Blogiversary?

Hello, children, and welcome to yet another post. Yay. I mean, yay!!

So, I need to explain something. It’s confession time. Today… is not really my one month blogiversary. It was technically yesterday. HOWEVER!! When I first began this blog, it was quite late on the 24th of January. Because I was still unaware about the whole time zone thing that I had to change in the settings, on the calendar in the sidebar, it looks like my first post was on the 25th. Yes. I know. Confusing. Blame May.

Now, because I am a cool human bean, I’ve decided that we’re going to roll with this. From now on, the 25th shall be the blogiversary date. Thank you.

Also, I’ve seen a couple things about giveaways for blogiversaries, and sorry to disappoint, but I am broke. Whoops. And now, I will present you with the statistics of this blog.

 

  • 8 posts (this post makes 9)
  • 366 views
  • 70 visitors
  • 40 likes
  • 155 comments
  • 17 WordPress followers

*cue the applause and roses*

Thank you, thank you. But seriously (and that’s not very common), thank you all. I don’t have any physical presents (sorry), but I do have this…

So, yup. This should probably be longer, but it isn’t. Sorry. Have a nice day?

-Ivy

The Collab We’ve All Been Waiting For… ft. May Everly… YAY!!

1.Hello you lovely people! Names?

A: Alaira.

R: I apologize for her rudeness. I’m Ryet.

M: And I’m Mery! Nice to meet you!

F: Fynn Halleck, pleasure to make your acquaintance.

A: Why so stiff, pretty boy?

C: *coughs* I’m Chislon.

2.What would you bring if you were stranded on an island?

A: I’d bring my weapons. *spins daggers* You never know when you’ll need ‘em.

R: I would bring my maps, and my survival kit stuff.

M: My clothes! And food. Food is important. Especially chocolate.

R: Oh yeah! I forgot about food. *nods* Yes. Food.

F: Water, clothes, food, and other supplies to survive.

C: Um, I don’t know. What they said?

M: C’mon Chislon! There’s got to be something you’d want to bring!

C: Um… *blushes* A blanket? One my grandmother made me.

Chocolate.

3.If you could only eat one food for the rest of your life, what would it be?

A: This is an impossible question.

M: I agree.

R: Ditto.

F: Well, technically speaking, you can’t survive on one food for your whole life. But… I’ll say onions, because it’s very healthy and contains water, and gives you almost all the essential proteins and nutrients to live for a long time.

R: Um, you know it’s not asking you that seriously, right? It means something like CAKE or ICE CREAM or PIE or―  

M: ―CHOCOLATE.

R: *nods* Mm, yes, chocolate.

C: …I like apples.

4.If you had to lose a sense, what would it be… and why?

A: I would lose my sense of… smell. Everything else I just can’t imagine living without, like hearing or sight, or feeling, or taste.

R: Especially taste.

A: So you agree?

R: Uh huh.

A *mutters* That’s a first.

R: Hey!

F: AHEM. If I had to, I would lose my sense of hearing, since that can easily be recovered with the technology we have today.

A: But it’s not the same!

F: Says the girl who chose the option that won’t ever be fixed.

R: *snorts*

C: I think I’d lose my sense of taste.

M & R: *stares in shock*

M: Chislon! Do you know what that means? YOU WON’T EVER GET TO TASTE CHOCOLATE ANYMORE!

C: And? What sense would you want to lose?

M: Well, if I had to, my sense of feeling, because I’d NEVER want to lose my sense of taste!

C: So you’d rather taste chocolate than feel the smoothness of your pretty dresses?

M: …

5.If you had could go anywhere in the world, where would it be and why?

A: I just want to get out of Adimen and Folasia and all these clusters of little cities. I want to go beyond the ocean. It’s so… plain… here. There’s so much out there to explore!

R: Same. Especially because we don’t know what’s beyond this droughtland.

M: I’m really not knowledgeable about what’s outside of the droughtland… But maybe the Oceanside! Chislon’s from there and it sounds just wonderful.

C: *mutters* Not after seventeen years.

F: Does no one want to visit the mountains?

M: Where?

F: The mountains. In the north.

A, R, C, M: …

A: We never learned about that.

F: Oh.

Oh.

6.Would you want to live forever?

A: No.

R: Nope.

M: Maybe?

F: Perhaps.

C: No.

F: Why not?

A: Because then you live on forever and forever and what if you want to die to escape something?

R, M, F, C: …

R: I was thinking more of how all your loved ones will die and you’ll keep on living and be left all alone.

A: That too, I guess.

7. Dream job?

A: Anything but a soldier. Well, actually, it’s quite fun. Just not training. But great self-defense. And weapons. Don’t forget the weapons.

R: I, um, actually want to be, er, a…

M: A…

R: *blushes* *mutters* A historian.

A: A historian?! Why?

R: History is so interesting! Especially how all of this droughtland came to be. And maps are so cool.

F: So do you want to be a geographer?

R: NO. Old maps. I like old maps. Studying old maps. Although new maps are nice too.

C: You’re embarrassed.

R: What? No! I’m not!

A, M, F, C: *pointed look*

R: Okay, fine, maybe a little. But do you have any better aspirations?

M: I wanna be a cook! Or a chef. Or a baker!

F: A scientist. I’ve always wanted to be a scientist…

C: Can I be a pilot?

A: Chislon. You almost threw up when our Orb was falling.

C: Yeah, but… But… *clears throat* What did you say you wanted to be again?

A: I’ll just be a journalist. Like I used to be…

R: *pats back*

8.Would you rather have feet for hands, or hands for feet?

A: Hands for feet. More hands to carry weapons. And hit people.

R: *mutters* Why do you always answer first? *is punched in shoulder by Alaira* Hey! Hmph, fine. Hands for feet. I’d be like a monkey then.

M: Hands for feet!

F: Hands for feet.

C: Hands for feet?

F: Honestly, who asked this question? It’s obvious that we all want hands for feet.

Ivy: *is hurt*

((BTW, that “Ivy” part was me. May. As in May Everly, and not Ivy’s character May.))

 

 

ALRIGHT!!

So, yes, first collab, done. We’ve been working towards this for a while. Now it’s done. So, yes, it is an Ivy Ashtyn trademark to have no form of entertainment other than word. No picture, gifs, or graphics of any sort. Of course, with May, everything has changed. Yay. Okay, so that’s it. Hope you enjoyed. May’s blog’s link link (haha, loving all of the possessives… no I’m not), because I’m obligated. Actually, no, because she’s a somewhat nice person. Okay, moving on. And, the actual post.

-Ivy

Short Little Promo Thingy (because I’ve been feeling guilty all day)

Okay, so, I plan to make, like, two shoutouts to my two blogger friends, who happen to be somewhat new to the blogosphere, and I said I would make a shout out to but haven’t and today happens to be a birthday of one of their’s, and yeah.

Point is, happy birthday, Amelie.

And:

Amelie from Scary Pear

Cas from Lemon Lullabies

So, this was short. That’s okay. I wasn’t planning to post today, anyways.