i am }} IRON MAN && **
Hey hey hey, readers :) I just got back from Iron Man. It was my second time watching it, and, yet again, I was blown away. Amazing movie, folks :) I'm not a comic book type of person, or superhero, really. I've never even seen Spiderman. But my dad dragged me along, and I'm very glad he did. Robert Downey Jr. did great in his part, and I'm glad to see he made a comeback. I'm not happy he's in Tropic Thunder, though. That movie sounds terrible. Who am I to judge, though? I'm very excited to see him more in action in The Incredible Hulk 2. I'm thinking Iron Man and The Hulk team up to beat some big guy? Oh yeah.
Today, I went swimming with Hannah. Than we hanged at my house for awhile =D My Dad sent us grocery shopping, and it took us ten minutes to find out there was no such thing as a white cabbage. Why he wrote that on the list, I'll never know. I haven't seen Hannah in awhile, so I'm glad I got to hang with her. I suppose I'll be spending a lot more time with her, once the school year starts.
It's incredibly humid right now, and I'm wondering I'm going to get to sleep.
Here's a very short piece I started about a plane crash. I'm not good with action, but this came to my mind. I'm still thinking about how to come about the actual crash, injuries, etc.
Baker woke from an unsettling sleep at the sound of a high-pitched scream. His instincts told him to jump up to see what was wrong, but instead he simply raised his head. A women sat on the edge of her seat, on top of the man beside her, pointing out the window at a large wing. "T-th-the en-eng-engine fell off!" Baker shook his head, sitting upright. He stared out the window the women had been pointing at, and noticed that something had fallen off the wing, but not an engine.
"It's the propellor, not as serious as the engine, but we should probably tell the captain," a man said. Baker turned his head, and saw it came from an old, short man who stroked his beard as if to say, 'I know everything, and I am right.' Baker nodded, and, after seeing if anyone else would volunteer, stood up.
"I suppose I wi-"
"Yes, go, go, little boy!"
Baker rolled his eyes, than jumped over his seat, landing on an empty chair behind him. It occurred to the boy for a moment that it would have been easier to go the normal way. However, by the time he thought this, Baker was already at the cockpit door. "Er, captain?"
"What, what! I'm busy! A propeller just fell off, you know!"
"I know. Never mind." Baker was sure he heard an irritated sniff from inside the room, but made no assumptions.
The way back was made the normal way. Baker sat in his seat again, doing up his seat belt.
"He-"
"We heard him, kid," the man said, as if talking to his own son.
"I would do up your seat-belts."
Several passengers nodded, while others agreed verbally. Within seconds, every passenger saw safe in their seats. Baker sat near the window, an empty seat beside him. Although tired, he was to afraid to sleep. What if something happened?
Bye for now! Have a good night!
Today, I went swimming with Hannah. Than we hanged at my house for awhile =D My Dad sent us grocery shopping, and it took us ten minutes to find out there was no such thing as a white cabbage. Why he wrote that on the list, I'll never know. I haven't seen Hannah in awhile, so I'm glad I got to hang with her. I suppose I'll be spending a lot more time with her, once the school year starts.
It's incredibly humid right now, and I'm wondering I'm going to get to sleep.
Here's a very short piece I started about a plane crash. I'm not good with action, but this came to my mind. I'm still thinking about how to come about the actual crash, injuries, etc.
Baker woke from an unsettling sleep at the sound of a high-pitched scream. His instincts told him to jump up to see what was wrong, but instead he simply raised his head. A women sat on the edge of her seat, on top of the man beside her, pointing out the window at a large wing. "T-th-the en-eng-engine fell off!" Baker shook his head, sitting upright. He stared out the window the women had been pointing at, and noticed that something had fallen off the wing, but not an engine.
"It's the propellor, not as serious as the engine, but we should probably tell the captain," a man said. Baker turned his head, and saw it came from an old, short man who stroked his beard as if to say, 'I know everything, and I am right.' Baker nodded, and, after seeing if anyone else would volunteer, stood up.
"I suppose I wi-"
"Yes, go, go, little boy!"
Baker rolled his eyes, than jumped over his seat, landing on an empty chair behind him. It occurred to the boy for a moment that it would have been easier to go the normal way. However, by the time he thought this, Baker was already at the cockpit door. "Er, captain?"
"What, what! I'm busy! A propeller just fell off, you know!"
"I know. Never mind." Baker was sure he heard an irritated sniff from inside the room, but made no assumptions.
The way back was made the normal way. Baker sat in his seat again, doing up his seat belt.
"He-"
"We heard him, kid," the man said, as if talking to his own son.
"I would do up your seat-belts."
Several passengers nodded, while others agreed verbally. Within seconds, every passenger saw safe in their seats. Baker sat near the window, an empty seat beside him. Although tired, he was to afraid to sleep. What if something happened?
Bye for now! Have a good night!