Bleah has this link that you who you write like. These are what I got:
The Dragon Story: J.R. R. Tolkien (me: *blank amazement*)
Whispers: Stephanie Meyer (Oh goodness)
Ice Crystals: Stephanie Meyer (Hrrrrrr)
Outcasts: Stephanie Meyer (If I get her one more time...)
Awaking: Rudyard Kipling (who now? *googles* urm....no)
But the most I got was Stephanie Meyer?! Okay, just because I have werewolves doesn't automatically connect it to Twilight. THE NERVE!!! *rant* Stephanie Meyer is a good writer (not to mention she has the first half of my pen name: Stephanie Sky), there isn't a doubt, but I hate how obvious the connection between my book and hers is!!!
*takes deep breath*
Anyhow, I'm making sugar cookies!!!! They have chocolate chips in them, and I don't like it because it's hard to roll them into perfect little store-bought-looking shapes, but my mom like them so....blah. I'm told that I make the best sugar cookies, but for some reason I can never eat my own cookies. It's weird. I just don't want to eat them...except chocolate chip cookies! I love those, and I don't make them enough. I tried making oatmeal cookies not to long ago, and they didn't turn out too well...
I NEED NEW EARPHONES! I hate the ones I have on my iPod right now. They hate me and I hate them.
Speaking of hated items, last night my mom and I went grocery shopping at 9, and I got this cart that I named Elsie. It's a slur of 'ELC', Evil Little Cart. Elsie hated me and I hated Elsie, right away. When I selected her (you'd think she'd be grateful for the work, the bum) and started to drag her out, she fell over! Making a fool of me already! So grumbling, I righted her up, and pushed her over to where my mom was waiting. Her front wheels start doing this spazz dance, singing and moving left and right with the speed of Charry when he sees Inora. Her voice isn't very pretty either. And when it all ends, and I put her back, the stupid cart started moving on its own right back toward me!
Beware of Elsie carts.