YAWN!

Life on planet Earth is uneventful. I don't know how you humans can STAND to be here all of your miserable short lives. I look forward to leaving this planet behind and never looking back. (Though of course I will... seeing a planet being destroyed is so FUNNY! You will not believe it!) The only thing that gets me through this miserable existance on this planet is knowing I will not be here forever. I will leave, preferably sooner than later. Oh my god.... times like these... I thought inspiration would strike. It clearly isn't, but I will blab on about my problems to you anyway, and maybe tell you a story Care told me at school. She's a huge fan of Jhonen Vasquez, (=P) so she wants to make it into a comic. Too bad she sucks at drawing.

Haha! I'm kidding. Fool, you thought I was serious, didn't you?!? I never insult my stink-human friends. Did I ever mention to you how Jhonen got the idea for Invader Zim? (He may have a different account on how it happened, but this is the truth! -or maybe not...- DUH DUH DUUUUUH!!!)

I was checking out planets for Tallest Miyuki with a bunch of other irkens, school buds. (We hated each other.) Believe it or not, it was Red and Purple, along with Skooge. We came to Earth, and began to search for it. Red and Purple forgot about it, which is why they thought they were sending me nowhere.

So, while checking out this strange planet, a human saw us. We didn't have our disguises on, so we quickly grabbed the little latino child. We couldn't agree on what to do with it- Red and I wanted to just kill the little creepy child, who was staring at us with these giant eyes but Purple and Skooge were arguing not to. So.. we put him down and hoped he'd just be assumed crazy. Cool story, huh? I know it's not, haha.

Hm... new topics. I'm sitting on the couch, trying to think of things to talk about. I don't really know much. I'm trying to write a real loooooong post so you people who actually read this won't bite my head off when I don't post for 2 days again. Well, I'll go to last resorts. I'll tell you Care's story. She's actually sitting right next to me right now, watching TV, occasionally peering over at me then turning back to look at the television screen as I growl and snap at her for watching me write. I hate it when people watch me write. I only do it if I reaaalllly have to. I'll post the actual writing of it when she finishes typing it... so it'll be a lot better. I'm not gonna include all the details. Here goes...

The story starts in a seemingly normal suburb. All the houses are exactly the same, except for one, in the middle of the street. What's this? There's movement! Every door excluding the middle one opens, and out of each house a man steps out. Each man looks exactly the same, from his balding head to his raggedy slippers and #1 DAD cup. They shuffle out toward the newspaper, and all in one fluid motion pick it up. They take a sip of their coffee and walk simultaneously back into their homes.

A boy pokes his head out of the middle home. He is normal, but not in the same "normal" way the neighbors are. He slings his bag over his shoulder and takes a step out of the door. In that millisecond he steps out of the door the bus appears in front of his house. He gets in and leaves.

around 6 hours later...

The boy returns home. He is practically hurled from the bus as it speeds away, barely waiting for him to leave. He enters his home and POP! His hair grows into a stylish emo cut. (She thinks that's stylish. I'm quoting here!) POP! His eyes grow bigger and more haunted looking. BOOM! His shirt turns from a smiley face to a skull. His Adidas turn into black converse high tops and his jeans turn into skinny jeans. He is now an emo boy. A cat twines itself around his legs and meows pitifully. He sighs and grabs a leash, clipping it onto the kitty's collar.

Outside, all of his neighbors are sitting on lawn chairs reading the same book. EVERY SINGLE ONE. (she doesn't know what book yet.) He begins to walk his cat when all the neighbors look up at him. He starts to get nervous, tugging on the leash to get his cat to move faster. A little line of identical neighbor boys walk up to him, holding a red ball in their hands. The same boy plays in each yard. They look up at Jay (that's his name)

"What's your name?" The little boys ask.

"Jay." Jay replies. "What's yours?"

"Tommy." The little boys all said at the same time. "Jay is a wierd name." They finish.

"Um... I guess." Jay says.

"Walking your cat is wierd too." They say, "Why don't you act more normal?"

" 'Cause I don't want to." Jay says. The boys start to shake. They begin to convulse violently, falling to the ground shakily. They open their eyes and stare at Jay, who backs up in horror when he sees their black eyes. They open their mouth and the inside of their mouth is black too.

"Kill the nonbeliever!" They shriek. Jay yells in fear as the children's faces split in half, exposing a new, buglike face underneath. A giant bug crawled out of the children's bodies, about the same size as the children were. He looked around and all of the neighbors had split open and hundreds of bugs are crawling towards him. His cat hisses and hides behind his legs. He shrieks and runs to his door.

There is a single frame of the insects surrounding his door before he opened his door and ran inside. He stands for a moment before collapsing onto his couch. He closes his eyes and when he opens them his parents are standing in front of him.

"The neighbors are complaining." The mother says, glaring sternly. "They say you're disrupting the peace."

"Why'd we have the wierd kid?" The dad grumbles.

"I don't want to be normal!" Jay presses. "I didn't do anything but walk the cat!"

"Normal is in your blood." His parents hiss, and their faces split, revealing the hideous bug creatures. Jay runs up to his room and locks himself in.

This is a really bad rendering of it.... I will put the finished one up when Care finishes it.

I'M GOING TO A 3 DAYS GRACE CONCERT!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! YAAAAAYYY!

Z OUT!