Monday, January 10, 2011

An Interview with a Receptionist in Japan

I am not joking, she really is a receptionist, her name is Anju Maaka, she is from Japan and she works for Bandai Namco in Tohoko Japan. I actually met her on accident as i do with many other people. She works for Ella's cousin who is the first person i met. He is also the reason i accidentally met Ella but were not here to tell that story.

So she is the secretary for Nathan Sayles a friend of mine. And i was talking to her last night and i was thinking "this would make the perfect random interview" she agreed and here we are so lets jump into the awesomeness that is the things i write.




Q Why Did you agree to do this interview?

Anju: I was interested in it.


Q What is a meme?

Anju: Meme?
me: yes
Anju: Its something that everyone else notice and enjoys and likes to copy
Anju: Lol is a incredibly popular meme
Or I think the phrase over 9000 was at one point
Internet memes are the most common
Anju: yet they can be dropped down to a simplicity like putting on socks


Q What is your job and how long have you been doing it?

Anju: I am a receptionist and assistant to one Nathan Sayles at the Bandai Namco building in Tohoko Japan




Q What kind of education have you had? what is education like in japan? How many years did it take?

Anju: Well basic schooling in japan starts in around kindergarden
Anju: you learn basic math
Anju: Both Japanese and English
Anju: And usually a slight understanding of science
as you progress
Anju: more topics are given
Anju: I have a literary degree
I attended Crystal High School
Anju: And I got my degree online
I also have several computer courses I've taken
Anju: And it all took about 15 years

Q So we've talked about your parents before, would you like to explain who they are and what they do?

Anju: My father is an illustrator and small time local author of romance nevels
Anju: novels and manga
Anju: my mother is currently unemployed
Anju: But used to work at a bookstore
Me: didnt she write too?
Anju: mhm
Anju: Thats why my parents fell In love I think
Anju: I use to have a cat
Me: cat? (this was random and not apart of the interview, she brought it up)
Anju: yes
Anju: Her name was yurei
Anju: or ghost
Anju: since she was so white
Anju: she died while I was in high school of feline leukemia. I've never had another pet
Anju: But I doodle her sometimes
Anju: I adore romance novels because of my father
Anju: And writing appeals to me.

~she got kind of random at the end of that question, sorry.




Q Top 5 favorite things about Japan? Top 5 favorite things about America?

Anju: Japan
Anju: I love tempura bowls
Anju: I enjoy the resturants
Anju: I love the beaches
Anju: And I love manga
Anju: And I like my job
Me: im surprised you didnt say karin lol
Anju: Would it be alright to say I like the fact
Anju: Thats what I was about to say
Anju: I like that she lives here
Anju: I love japanese music
Anju: And the number of stuffed animals and action figure I can buy

**America**

Anju: In america
Anju: I like the more open space of it
Anju: the people are interesting and the conjugation is different
Anju: I love american rhythm and blues music and I like rap some
Anju: The people are way more polite yet way more intrusive in america
Anju: Most people don't randomly say hello over here
Anju: And I love the price of entertainment
Anju: its very cheap


Q Now that you have mentioned Karin, who is she and what does she mean to you?

Anju: Ummm
Anju: Karin is my
Anju: umm
Anju: Special someone
Me: is that all you have to say?
Anju: I love her
Anju: And she means everything to me
Anju: I'm kinda shy about talking about how I feel

(I like to prefer dangerous conversationalist over tricky conversationalist. Yes i did bait her into that question some)

Q What is your favorite color and why?

Anju: Um well
Anju: I like several colors
Anju: I like green
Anju: And white
Anju: my eyes have a slight greenish tint
Anju: and when its really bright
Anju: they look like dark emeralds
Me: you stare at your eyes often?
Anju: sometimes





Q How do we know each other? How did we meet? stuff that explains are past

Anju: Me and you?
Me: yes
Anju: I met you through my boss once when I was turning off his computer at the office
Anju: about a year or so ago
Me: That all you want to say?
Anju: I enjoyed talking to you
Anju: and you introduced me to Xane-chan (<-- i hate that person btw)
Anju: and Ellany


Q What did you think about this interview? Did you enjoy it? Anything you would change?

Anju: I enjoyed this interview it seemed to be about as interesting as I thought it would be
Anju: And I don't think I would change the interview



Conclusion

I know this is random but im on this interview fix lately. The @brianspaeth one should be coming eventually, i gave him alot more questions though (sorry brian). Next i hope to connect with a random follower on twitter then maybe a random family member of mine.

I did this interview to get some insight on the life of a secretary who works for a japanese gaming company. I hope you enjoyed it.

Random (update)

Ok this post is just random to keep you up with whats going on and random thoughts im having.

First off. Saturday i baby sat for 8 hours, two separate jobs. Then i left my laptop at the last one and didn't get it back till the next day. Then i played basketball with javy's friends. Kids can't play fastbreak defense, it was ridiculous. Then i got sick from walking from indoor game to outside cold. Which is weird because i can play basketball outside during winter and not get sick.

So basically important writing on hold till im better, sorry Love Taxi will have to wait.


Random Thoughts

I was tweeting this morning on my twitter thing (@cazjuice) and i was talking with @AllThatAmar about squirrel survival during this really cold winter and climate change thru out the solar system, it was cool.

Then i talked to @JoannePistonFan about answering and or not answering questions in high school. Apparently she did it alot. But i never did myself that much.

Either i said pass randomly which then made my teacher go "that's not an option" or i would play with hot wheels and ignore the question till the teacher would be all like wtf hot wheels really. I read alot of magazines in some clases. I skipped math or watched family guy during it. My biggest skill was my perfect disinterested look that when a teacher looked at me they would think about how much class time it would waste to ask me so they would ask someone else. I used that look thru college too.

And yes i did really play with hot wheels in high school. Senior year science. The look on my teachers face when she walked around to my row of seats and saw the toy cars. She was like "justin are you serious.... give me the cars" Her face got so red, it was awesome. By the way that was one of my all time favorite teachers too.

More Random Thoughts

Ok you all know i basically stalk brian spaeth or i like to make him think i am. Either way i dont know the answer. But he made another e-movie or just a trailer for it but it looks really really really really good and i want to see it really really really bad. Here is the trailer.



This is done by @brianspaeth who also wrote and starred in Who Shot Mamba? and has written 4 books with actual words and stuff in them. and here is his website http://www.brian23.com/

My fav parts of the teaser are

"nice moon huh?" "Its like the earth had a small baby and it lights up when it breaths"

Also towards the end when he grabs his two guns and gives that look before rolling around the wall. It just yells "here we go again *eye roll*"

Im sick and im just laying around today so this is what i do when i have no energy. Now all you need is a bottle of diet coke and a bag of chips and you could be me for halloween.

Saturday, January 8, 2011

An Interview With Myself

Ive decided to interview myself because i think im so awesome that i may be possibly the only person on the planet who could handle interviewing me. Or im just really bored. Hint: Its most likely im really bored.


1.Why did you decide to do this interview with me?

A~Well your me and your pretty awesome, i couldn't really say no to a person like you.

2.Whats the earliest memory you have?

A~It was dark, squishy, and hard to move around. Im joking. I remember back, i think for my 6th birthday, me and my sister beth were making a cake for me and it was chocolate. We put a sonic the hedgehog toy on the top, it was awesome. Then we all went to pizza hut and ate the cake there too (so used there the wrong way ha take that grammar cops)

3.What was the first book you read?

A~My memory is really bad so i don't actually remember that. But growing up i was a horrible reader. In the first grade i thought reading was really boring, all the books they had for us just really sucked. By the 4th grade i still wasn't really reading that well then my teacher introduced me to harry potter and i was off like a Fn rocket. I went from reading boring see spot run to like 400 page chapter books.

4.What are three defining moments of your life between the age of 0-13?

A~These won't be in any chronological order i think but here you go.

-In the 6th or 7th grade during basketball practice the coach had us running suicides till we couldn't run anymore, literally because i almost broke my foot during them. I told him it hurt really bad so he tied my shoe back up and had me keep running, eventually he stopped the running and practice after a few more but i ended up going to the hospital for x-rays. I was on crutches for like a day before i stopped and just limped everywhere. I felt way too vulnerable and weak using crutches so i just didn't use them. Also it turned out to be a really really really bad muscle sprain thing with my foot, it lingered for almost ten years after it happened, its gone these days thank god.

-When i was little, i don't remember how little, maybe 6 or 7 or 8. My brother timmy went off to college at Aquinas in Grand Rapids. When he came back from school for the summer i went down to his bedroom in the basement. I stabbed his waterbed with a knife and told him i didn't like him anymore and then i walked out of the room like nothing happened. I use to be kind of attached to him when i was really little i guess. I don't really remember to be honest, my memory is just horrible.

-After the christmas break in my 8th grade year. I was sick alot and i missed alot of school. Before that we stared 3-1 in basketball and i was starting and doing really good (who honestly doesn't play good in grade school?). Then i got sick, missed alot of school, grades dropped. Then my dad kind of like died february 1st. And then i spent a week in my friends/neighbors basement. After that week i think i aged 8 years. That probably did more to my life then anything else. It was just like some kind of natural disaster that i still haven't recovered from.

5.What do you think is wrong and right with the world today?

A~ Whats wrong with the world today is that we don't look into the future to see the repercussions of are own actions. Whats right with the world is that we try to help each other as much as we can.

6.Why do you think people don't read your stuff?

A-they obviously have better things to do. Like cutting out miley cyrus press clippings and playing bridge with the ladies at 3.

7.Favorite color and why?

A~Blue, its very calming.

8.Do you think your a good writer?

A~No, i honestly don't think im a good writer. I just feel like i have things to say because people need to hear them. I don't write normal. Normal stories tell you the answer, i want you to decide the answer for yourself, i want you to think, i want you to be a part of the story. If you finish reading something i wrote and go "i don't understand" i am very happy and you need to think more about what you just read.

9. Stranded on a deserted island. what 3 things do you take with you?

A~A boat, enough gas to get home, and enough food to make the trip with. I take that question seriously but if i had to play along with the non-existent "rules". Ella, a basketball, and a basketball hoop.

10.Dreams and Goals?

A~To become a professional writer and for my writing style to be generally accepted by the public. Dreams, to marry Ella.


Conclusion:

Me: Thanks for finding time in your busy day to do this interview with me.

Me: HA! you said it like i actually have busy days.

Friday, January 7, 2011

Love Taxi Part 2

As Roxane pulled up to the curb i looked out the window to see 3 bubbly girls of college age falling over each other. They were obviously very drunk. Roxane turned around and raised an eyebrow at John. John just replied by shrugging and saying "if you want"

The three bubbly drunken girls fell into the back of the Love Taxi squishing John against the right side. the girl on the left side of the taxi was shoving her friends in further "move it, i know there is more room, there is only 2 of you wide asses" the girl closest to me replied back "oh shut up fat ass theirs a dude back here so we gotta squeeze our fat asses in" the middle one just smiled and laughed for no reason.

After we all situated in the back Roxane asked where they wanted to go. The closest one to me answer back with "The Mint on 43rd, we bitches wanna keep partying all night long!"
the other two girls yelled out hell yeah and Roxane sighed and took a right turn.

The girl next to me started texting and laughing for no reason next to me. Then the middle girl started tickling the girl on the left. The girl on the right started laughing like a hyena "stop that sarah, hahaha stop hahah being a hahaa bitch" so apparently the middle one was sarah. Then the middle one replied back "you know you love it when i touch you jamiey" and then sarah had her hand under jamieys shirt and was making honking noises....

the girl next to me just went "lesbians.." then sarah and jamiey replied back in unison "we are not lesbians marcy!!!! stop telling everyone we are!!!" then marcy whishper to me "then why do they sleep in the same bed every night?" At that point i realized Roxane was staring back thru her mirror at me giving me worried looks every other minute.

So as we were driving things got weird, Jamiey and Sarah moved onto more "intimate" things in the back seat. Roxane tried to get them to stop but they ignored her so she gave up. John was obviously freaked out by this so Marcy tried to calm him down by talking to him.

Marcy asked John questions and he asked her questions. They talked about life and what they liked and didn't like. John noticed they liked alot of the same things. He didn't think much of it till she said she liked skittle covered pizza too and kept smiling. John has never met another person who liked skittle covered pizza before. Roxane was still giving him worried looks as she drove.

Marcy then continued to ask John if he wanted to come to the next club with them. John had a feeling he should look to Roxane for an answer so he did. Roxane was frantically blinking really fast trying to say no to John. John told Marcy he had to be at work at 5 AM even though he didn't. Marcy frowned and leaned up against him "well if you don't will you at least take my number?" John couldn't do anything but say yes so he took her number.

Soon after that they arrived at The Mint. John started to wonder how Marcy could smile so long and stare without blinking, it was starting to weird him out. When they stopped Marcy shoved Jamiey and Sarah out the Taxi, Sarah's dress below her chest and all. That garnered some attention for them. Marcy winked back at John and said bye. Then the three bubbly girls walked past the long line and right thru the front door as Sarah pulled up her dress.

As we were driving away Roxane gave me a stern look and demanded the number Marcy gave me. John handed over the number without hesitating, he seemed to trust Roxane, at least more then those three other girls. Roxane took the piece of paper with the number on it and tossed it out her window. Roxane proceeded to state "i pick up those three same girls 3 times a week, there always going to another club, either that girl who was talking to you is on top of some guy on the way to his place or she is antagonizing her friends and humiliating them in public for her own personal entertainment"

John told Roxane thanks for watching out and she said no problem. They were on there way again to John's loft/urban apartment again. Then her radio went off, it was her boss.

Thursday, January 6, 2011

Love Taxi Part 1

Its one word story time. I asked my followers on twitter to give me one word for my one word stories. I received Echo, Love, and Taxi. As adding echo in the equation would make it too complicated i am running with Love Taxi so enjoy my descriptive children's story like format.

It was dark, much like it is tonight. The snow whipped thru the streets of Chicago and taking no prisoners as it did. John walked wrapped his coat tightly around himself and worked his way down the road. He put his hand out hoping a taxi of some form would heed his message and pick him up.

Each taxi he saw passed him by. It was getting late. How late you ask? Around 11:45 PM or so. He needed a ride home to his loft/urban apartment. He had a big day ahead of him tomorrow.

The 23rd Taxi in a row had passed him just now, he knew that because he was counting them 1 by 1. Why can't a 20 something white male get a taxi in this city!

Suddenly two beams of bright light pierced the darkness around him. He squinted his eyes and saw a taxi slowing up towards him. I am saved he shouted as he ran towards it.

As john walked up to the taxi he froze, not from the cold conditions he was in but from the striking appearance of the taxi was standing in front of. Well to be more correct, the Love Taxi he was standing in front of since Love Taxi was plastered on the Hood of the car and on the side.

After a few minutes of John staring at the strange sight in front of him a ladies voice emerged from the "Love" Taxi demanding what the hold up was. John snapped back to real world and decided he needed a ride, it was late, and he didn't see any other taxi's stopping for him.

As i leaned into the back of the Love Taxi i realized how odd the driver was. She was definitely not your average taxi driver. She wore huge loop earrings and had a pink streak going thru the right side of her brown hair. She obviously had a thing for the color pink.

As he sat down she asked where he was heading. He gave her the address of his loft/urban apartment. She told him that was all the way across town. He told her it was ok, he just wanted to get home tonight. She nodded and started the Love Taxi up and they were off.

She made small talk with John as she drove, told him her name was Roxane, that she started driving this taxi to pay for college, she dropped out of college and drove the taxi full time.

John noticed she didn't explain the whole pink love taxi thing so he asked. Roxane kind of frowned at him thru her rear view mirror. She said it was her bosses idea to attract more business for her. She went on about how she already made the most money but that her boss wanted her to make even more. She still didn't want to do but her boss had it painted as a Love Taxi anyways.

As they were talking fondly about the Pro and Cons of driving a Love Taxi Roxane started to slow up. She asked if he minded her picking up some extra passengers on the way to his place. She stated since the drive was so long she would be losing money taking him home. John shortly agreed after that statement by simply saying "why not, what could possibly go wrong"

Wednesday, January 5, 2011

New Years (view into my life)

Ok first off i always talk about my life, as my individual life minus all the people around me. Tonight im going to talk about what i did for New Years. For those willing to read thru this you may catch some nice little tid bits and interesting things but thats about it. I should explain why this is important to tell and how it involves my sister beth.

My sister beth is a teacher, she teaches the 2nd or 3rd grade or something. She is a good person, but i dont think i would call her nice. Anyways she was on "christmas" break just now so she had alot of free time, which equals more drinking and watching the rest of my families kids for a bit. Incase you have figured it out by now, those two dont mix together well.

She was watching one of my nieces while drinking a lil too much wine so i hear. I was really bored that night so i went and picked up javy to do some sh*t or whatever where ever i live. I didnt even notice her drinking while i was there, she seemed fine. Then everything went just i dont even know what while me and javy were gone for a few hours.

(this is going to be longer then i thought, i expect no one to actually finish reading this)

So not long after i left with javy, my other sister krystal called beth and thought beth was drunk (not sure if she was or wasnt) and had her husband go pick up the niece, by the time he got there they were asleep and the door was unlocked (because me and javy didnt have a key) so he didnt know what to do and he called krystal and it was just comon if you want your kid back go and get her....

Then the next day... Krytal was very upset and handed beth a letter (i still cant believe it was a letter but i understand why at least) and told beth she couldnt watch her kids anymore and stuff like that. Soon after that beth disappeared for a few days.

beth showed up on christmas eve because her kids (javy and averie) talked her into it. But besides that the family has been keeping there distance from beth.

I highly disagree with the distance thing. A few years ago around christmas me and her got in a big fight and i stayed away from her from 8 months, it didnt do a dam thing, she hasnt changed. You cant help someone by being away from them.

So no were at the new years part (that took forever) She got tickets to this domestic problems concert up in grand rapids at the intersection (that place i tried to take her earlier this year for a mike posner and far east movement concert...... she backed out... no one went....)

I think it was her doing this thing for her friends (college friends. girl and not straight guy) I think she was also doubling it as a way to find out more about me considering i think can only actually think when she is at some form of club or party...

I didnt want to go cuz of money then she was like we can take care of it then she is like ill pay for it. So she convinced me to go. I think she also need a designated driver really bad (like that was a big part of her having me go with her -.-)

We went to the beltline bar up in grand rapids (google this sh*t if you dont believe me lol) We sat at the bar and like waited an hour for the table, her friends hadnt showed up yet. I had water, she had a coke and something, we did this trivia thing on the bar. I enjoy guessing, and i tried to avoid sports as a category, one time i did it i only got one question wrong, how many is a tennis grand slam thing, so easy... but for some reason i thought it was 3.... (it was 4)

Then her friends showed up, i knew one and not the other. Ive been around amy alot. But not the dude mike. i knew nothing about mike besides the fact people seemed to like him.

So we sit down we talk, well they talk and i just listen and nod (boring stuff) waitress is like some old lady that forgets stuff alot. Im like its cool, then my sister and there friends must of flipped back to there college days cuz they pissed at her. Seriously this place is packed, has been for hours and will be till they closed. Give the old lady a break...

Mike is cool, travels around alot. Like teaches doctors customer service and junk. He talked kind of weird like if your paying attention so far youll know i mean the not straight way.

I hate assumptions, i hate making them and i hate other people making them, I decided to let it be, he could be whoever he wanted, nothing should dictate who he is. So i just let it all roll for the night.

Instead of resolutions they do words, like complete and mindful, and fearless. Beth talked about me not working, so they were like yours is revenue. One thing, fuck that and its Write. I want to write alot this year, good start on it so far.

We eat our food, they complain about the old lady waitress somemore, then we goto the intersection for the concert.

Honestly ive never listened to Domestic Problems before. All i know is they use to be called Plumber Butt and that they started up at aquinas in grand rapids. My sister was in school there when they stared. Members left the band cuz of life, new people showed up then they became Domestic Problems and made money.

So at the intersection, its nice. walk in the front door and some dude with a guitar on the lil front stage singing alone, he sounds pretty good. Then some band named waterbelly is playing as a opening act thing. (i love it how opening acts try to wake the crowd up but they never do lol) Its really loud in there, sis and friends are saying things i cant hear and we walk around, then they stop.

So she pulls me back to the group and introduces me to this random guy. She yells into my ear that he went to hackett (i went to hackett too) we shake hands and stuff. They yell/talk for a minute then we go and steal seats eventually.

It wasnt intill domestic problems came on state did i realize that was the lead singer she was talking about. I knew she said he went to hackett like me but i didnt realize she was introducing me to the guy.

Thing is historically hackett has produced like super high school students. They went off to colleges and did amazing things. Even the non good students did. Lately that has stopped, now they goto college and party too much and have to come back to the local community college, i know cuz i saw them there too.

I one time met a grad from the late 90s, he thought my hawaii hat was a hackett hat. (ironic, i know) we talked for a second, i told him about the school, he seemed surprise, he was a notre dame grad.

So eventually Domestic Problems comes on and there awesome. half of the band is from the original plumber butt band and the other half is the new people that showed up later. They got the lead singer that writes the music, he also plays a guitar time to time, the lead guitar, the bass, the drums dude, and two horn players, one does sax and flute and clarinet and stuff, and the other does trumpet and a Ukelele thing (i think thats the right word and im guessing) they do like dance routines and little comical things during the songs, its awesome.

Some of my favorite songs were El Matador and My Only Love. I bought there live album when i got home.

SO during the concert they all go up to the front alot, and im like i can see them from here and i have to save the seats, and i wanted to go up there for El Matador but everyone was gone -.-

During the show i find out for sure that Mike is not straight, they say he isnt, big weight off my shoulder. I really hate stereotyping people. You should be allowed to decide who you are.

They slowly get drunker as the concert goes on. Mike doesnt really change how he acts and he has been drinking the longest, Amy gets quiet, she is always quiet cuz she is thinking but now its just a drunken quietness. Beth my sis gets well tipsy and shit.

Around near midnight i really regret not being home to talk with Ella, i really wanted to stay home and just be with her. But i had to go out with my sister and take care of this problem. I have a firmer hold on the issue.

So after the concert were walking and beth is just wow.... are you kidding me? she is plastered i guess (horrible with drunk terms since he dont drink) She is like we need to goto the gay bar with mike because we have to dance. All i can think is me trying to explain to Ella is that i was gone on new years because i had to dance at a gay bar..... the thought alone mortified me...

Mike was still very undrunk like and was like i dont think the person im meeting is there, i think he is still sick, so we go to his house as planned. We were planning to stay the night but i wasnt sure.

At his house they just snack out like a bunch of MoFo's cuz there drunk. He had all that random like health fancy food, like fruit covered nuts (wow did i just say that?) anyways beth is way out of it, amy is still buzzed, mike is mike. and there talking about random stuff and things are slippping out ( mean by me but this is kind of liek pay back for her getting drunk and telling her other friends about Ella... im not dumb i can imagine her wording)

Over the night i have figured there a guy that Amy talks to alot who is cool. I can tell amy likes him and doesnt really care how the friendship turns out. mike and beth of course want them to get it on in some form.

I have noticed Mike is really a nice and cool guy. And in the morning when all the bowl games are on i find out he enjoys the rose bowl parades and knows football. His personally combination is weird.

While they were drunk talking i found my sister has had alot of threesomes. Which concludes with the knowledge of like foreign men, mostly latino and junk. For as bad as her ex husband is she is pretty bad too. I really have lost respect for her beliefs and what she says. Her worlds hold no weight to me. But i love her, she is my sister. I dont like her though, this sucks, alot.

As they were talking, beth is just way out of it, says she needs to sleep, and stumbles to the bed i was suppose to use. It wasnt pretty. Mike and Amy get her into the right bed eventually and we all goto bed.

It was a sad end to 2010. Didnt really want to learn about the kind of person my sister is. High obsessed, what makes her feel good, selfish happiness. I hate these things most. This is why i stick by her. I care about her. I want better for herself even if its not what i want for her. I want her to have a happy life and not just be happy with a life.



While i was gone Ella was online waiting for me, just like she was on christmas when i was at beths. She wasnt very happy with me after new years even though she knew it was going to happen. I inturn am not very happy with that. I dont want to talk about it because i dont want to acknowledge it, i love her. I just dont like the whole trying to keep my sister thing while trying to make Ella happy. just...

Ive been trying to carve this all out, and these things are impossible to do at the same time. Im trying though. I cant make everyone happy no matter how hard i try, no matter how much i wait, no matter how many times i watch there kids, no matter what i do no one is going to like me.

I am ok with letting myself define who i am and not the rest of the world. I am Happy.

Sunday, January 2, 2011

Cool Afternoon

I walk briskly into the park trying very hard to avoid anyone's attention which is rather hard... Everyone stares up at me as several people are distracted by my sisters...

some winking at my sister jenn on my right while others cower in fear from konnie my oldest sister on the left. or they just give me a snide look of disgust or chuckle and point.

I smile weakly and try to bear myself ignoring their taunts. I pull my sweater tight with my hands and sit on a park bench as I study my chemistry homework.

A boy with dark black hair and girl with short blond curls walk by and snicker at me. I can't help but over hear them....

"What is that thing is it a boy or a girl?" "She's like a string bean Arnie and she doesn't even have cleavage." They start to laugh as the one called Arnie suddenly utters a curse word and runs from konnie.

My oldest sister is always protecting me and beating up boys for some reason. My other sister jenn has stepped in now because i think she is asking me if I'm fine.

My mind races and i start to freak out as I wish I was anywhere else in the world. I quickly dash toward the area behind the tennis court trying not to cry a suddenly impact into someone as I turn the corner.

I fall backwards and my arm is suddenly gripped to prevent me from hitting the ground. I look up or more correctly in front of me I am in an odd position. The young man pulls me to my feet and I stare at him.

I realize I've seen this boy somewhere before and I believe he recognized me as well because he suddenly seemed as lost as me. "Aren't you that L girl?" He says this very flustered.

I stare and then realize I met him at that dance. "Oh, I didn't mean to bump in to you your probably busy making people feel alienated. He suddenly seems a bit shocked. "Look I'm sorry about all that stupid stuff, i just saved your life didn't I" He says awkwardly.

Then he lifted me and up and stood me up straight and said "I promise I just suck at talking to cute girls." as though his mind didn't register what he said.

Inside my mind I feel as though my jaws dropped. "Gosh" I stuttered, "You thought I was cute?" I feel the box around my sad heart suddenly rip a little.

"Well you are really interesting I think." He says smiling almost embarrassed.

I suddenly realize I may have pegged this boy wrong he wasn't like the others. He seems to find him self slowly doesn't he.

"Um hey whats your name I mean like your real name?" He looks rather earnest as he says this.

I think about it and say my name, "Ellany, my name is Ellany." I grip my homework. "Um well I'm Justin." He grips the basketball under his other arm.

We stare at each other kinda lost for a second suddenly a gate to the tennis court opens behind us. I step back instantly as the creak of the gate snaps me back to reality.

"L? What are you doing?" says my friend Bebe. "Oh Um Hi Bebe thought I saw you." I squeak as I follow her away in panic. Bebe looks at me confused as we walk away from the gate and Justin "Who was that?" she asks. "Just a boy Bebe" I say as we walk toward my sisters and there car. I think to myself, who was he really?



(This was written by Ella as a continuation to Snowy Knight http://cazjuice.blogspot.com/2010/12/snowy-knight.html i edited her version to fit into my format and because lines and line and lines of words in a row hurt my head)