Hello one and all that read this! biggrin i have been to many differant sites where i get to show my thoughts and feelings to people and every time i get a new aducience and a new way of saying things razz i am 15 years old, female and in this website i'm going to be a whole differant person rofl now if you want to know the real me then just e-mail or message me and you can do that all you want but in Gaia i am called Lusalma, i am 15 and if you want to know anything about me, just read the stories of my life 4laugh now most of these stories are going to be so far-fetched they arent' remotely real..and they aren't! but this is my life and i get to do anything i want with it 3nodding most of these stories will be random and completely irrelvant to anything i have talked about so far, most of them will not even go in order of what happened in my life as Lus but all of them DID happen (here at least) and if you like me, if you like my stories and if you can relate to some of the stuff i'm writing, comment all you like, i don't mind i love attention heart and so we start with the first event of my life: (i'm 14 if you want to know) lol
"LUSALMA!!! COME HERE RIGHT THIS INSTANT YOUNG LADY!!" that is my step-mom Milas who never seems to stop finding anything wrong that i do with the things i do cry it can be lessons, work, chores, The Job, my social life anything. And she always does it at the most in- "LUSALMA!! DON'T MAKE ME REPEAT MYSELF!!" eek uh i better get done there * turns from typeing and runs to answer Milas; just like the obeadiant little puppy i've become *heartfelt sigh* sad * when i got there Milas was tapping her foot and scowling at the big pile of dirt that was sitting in the middle of the hallway. When i got there she turned to me with a scowling look > evil and said "I told you to clean the floor, NOT LEAVE IT FOR EVERYONE TO TRACK EVVEERRRYYYWWHHEERREE!!!!" I looked down at the dirt tracks and i tried to keep my face straight I really did...<.<...but i never was very good at lieing. Milas looked at me and it seemed as though she started to swell up with fury and i couldn't help it i really couldn't!! i didn't mean to laugh but when she was looking like she this > scream you can't really blame me for choking!! really!! well i imagine the neighbors several estates away heard THAT blast when it came. * 30 minutes later* after the lecture i recieved over something so trivial Milas banished me to the West Wing of the house...the boring one if you couldn't guess. There is never anything to DO there!! mad and i never seem to find anyone to bring me stuff to play with...at least they have a laptop in every room biggrin so here i am typeing to you guys again, wondering if i'm ever going to get any comments, if so what when this beg 'CLANK' came from the next room!!...yeah yeah i know it's kinda cheesy but it's TRUE!! IT IS!! *sulk*so this big 'CLANK' came and being the curious mischivious child i was....ok maybe i was a llliiitttllee stupid but hey who isn't?!...anyway...i went to the next room and there i saw aaaa.......suit of armor toppled over in a dimmly, lit, musty smelling old room that hasn't been used in centuries. yeah yeah me too i understand * patting back of anoymous crier* so i go their find an suit of armor and decide to play with it...Hey i don't have anything better to do >.>... so here i am in a suit of armor clunking around, imagining i'm in a battle in Sherwoods forest FIGHTING those evil little creeps who dared get close to my Robin when someone knocks on the door to the room i'm "Banished" to...you know what i NEVER get why people are always so polite to me!! i mean come on!! i know my dad is one of the super powers of the world and my mom is the local idol for perfection but i'm only a TEENAGER!! hello!! i'm NOT my parents!! does ANYONE UNDERSTAND THAT!!!!! stressed * panting and trying to calm down after little rant...actually i feel kinda good after that maybe i'll do that again sometime* so anyway a person knocks on my door and i answer it rolleyes who is but my DARLING big sister!! note sarcasm so here i am in a suit of armor staring at me older sister and you know what she has the audacity to do?! she LAUGHS!! yes ladies and gentlemen she LAUGHS!!! AT MMEE!! so enraged i give a berserkers whoop i think it was a berserkers whoop, it might have just been my scream of fury *starts dancing in a mad manner around the room* so i give that big whoop and tackle my sister with 50 pounds + of armor...BBBAAAADDD idea. After the clattering and screaming finally stops my Dad...the last person i want to see...comes over and begins to scream, shout, and generally carry on about how 'we're a disgrace to the family name', 'we should be acting like our ages', and...my personal favoirate....'if we don't shape up he'll send up to Hell Academy' that one is the one that usually gets us into line and like always it works. After the lecture was done, and i was out of the armor dinner had finally arrived!! exclaim my sister decided to punish me by > talk2hand instead of actually talking to me, myself... ninja ....well you get the idea. so anyway here me, myself and my sister come and who else is at the table then none other then my delightful benefactress Milas!!! *note sarcasm* and since she and i aren't on the best of terms i decide to play a little trick on her whee when the prayers, the serving, the washeing, the idle chatter and the formal inquires into the day that they already know almost everything about the main course finally arrives! my faviorate tenderly, splayed calf with mozeralle liberally melted on the top, spices and sauce dripping down the sides and a steaming mess of beef and brocalli as a side dish *drools* so i dig in and watch as Milas starts to apply the 'altered' sauce to her rabbit food. i eat as fast and as neatly as i can because i know that as soon as Milas has eaten about half of the rabbit food she'll break out and as she is one of the most vain people i have ever met when she sees herself she think of me and...hehe blaugh sorry hehehe....i will be fittly punished *dramatic pose* As i predicated right before every scrap was eaten Milas looked in the mirror and let rip a scream that broke all nearby glass....there goes my desert ....after sputtering and moaning and increbulously touching her face she looks up and seeing me says in a very scray voice "YOU!!!!" i smiled beignly before i lurched back, just as she lunged at me might i add, and started to run towards the safety of my room leaving the rest of the family sitting there sighing, shaking there heads and countining with there life.
mrgreen i think that is a good episode in which to show you what it is usually like from ages 7 to 14. *sitting there remiancing with a smile on her face over the good old days* neutral so anyway that is one of the episodes of my life...hehe a pretty funny one too wink ...and if you want any more, well just read. If i don't send some fast enough for you tell me but i'll get them out, oh and if you have any comments, just ask away!!!
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