Daisy Pulls it Off. Will we?

How positively ripping! We're doing an English schoolgirl play set in the 1920s! Oh, wouldn't that be topping!

The problem with this play, it seems, is the absolute lack of a plot. Daisy Meredith is a full-fledged Mary Sue.

This is a quote from a review:

The play itself, and by this I mean the written play and not Hatfield’s production, was dire. The plot was about as transparent as French toilet paper. The dialogue was trite and uninspired and the characterisation was a mathematical impossibility, scoring well below one dimensional. But, and this is quite a substantial but, it was a fantastic production.

To give you a rough idea of the plot, and really, no great length is needed. Elementary school girl Daisy acquires a scholarship to attend Grangewood School for Young Ladies. Whilst at the school she suffers the plottings of Sybil Burlington and her doting follower Monica Smithers who feel it is their duty to keep the school clear of Elementary school types. She hears of its financial difficulties and vows to seek the treasure hidden somewhere within the grounds of the school. However she has a competitor in this, Mr Scoblowski, the enigmatic Russian music teacher. The play comes to a head when she cracks the clues, finds the treasure, rescues Sybil and Monica from certain death on a cliff face, finds her missing father is the mysterious janitor, and also the heir of the estate to which Grangewood belongs AND wins the hockey finals for the school. All whilst being locked in the Sanatorium after being set-up as fraudulently winning the poetry contest, cheating on a Geography test and stealing a rare book from the library (not exactly Shakespeare is it? – ed.)

The dialogue was horrendous and yes I could have scrawled the entire plot of the second half on the back of a napkin in Hatfield bar during the interval. But even the fact that the characters somehow manage to have less depth and conviction than a Blyton novel didn’t matter one bit. This was an absolutely wonderful production.

Among other things, Daisy Meredith has (not grammatically correct)

• An amazing singing voice
• A general aptitude for studies
• 96% for Geography tests
• Excellent poetry recitation; she wins a contest for it no less (prods the quote)
• Is excellent at hockey
• Got a scholarship
• Everyone is prejudiced against her except for Trixie Martin
• Plays pranks
• Is pranked on
• Is threatened to leave Grangewood in a fortnight or they'll say she cheated on a test
• Locked unfairly in the sanatorium
• Searches for hidden treasure
• Her mother is an opera singer trying to make ends meet
• She has a plethora of siblings
• Her father is supposedly dead

The list goes on. On and on and on. Maybe.

I know what roles my classmates and friends would want to play. All the characters are set into these roles:

• Mary Sue heroine
• Peppy, eccentric sidekick
• The Queen Bee
• The Queen Bee's drones
• The teachers
• The enigma

I have no idea what will happen and I prefer not to speculate.

ONTO OTHER THINGS

I cut my finger on a knife. Mr Tay was right: It really does bloop out like that. (A year ago he was describing how a girl, while doing dissection, chopped off her fingertip and the blood went bloop bloop bloop [he mimed it]. He was joking about chopping it clean off, but still.) Amazingly it's only the second time it's happened in my entire life. The first time was in Primary Two when I tried to open my friend's bathroom's magnetic shower door. There was a whole lot of blood. All I remember was that it hurt and I didn't dare to open it again.

My sister cut and straightened her hair. She has a side parting now, and a fringe, and straight hair somewhere around the neck and shoulders. I dread the day when it becomes curly again. It may not turn out well.

It looks nice now, anyway.

BACK TO THE PLAY

We get the script on Wednesday. I can't wait, because I always can't wait for such things. I do feel rather demoralised based on the things I've heard about the play though.

Hm. I have nothing else to talk about. Farewell!

See My Name in Lights

1. Use fanfiction.net's Search Story By Summary and look up your name in Harry Potter
2. If there are any Mary Sues that share your name, pick the worst-sounding ones and post the summary. (I didn't do this. I just picked everything I could)
My name is just so common. It's a noun too. So, yes. Here I go.

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Grace is done with this, done with everything. Can one night change her mind? Song fic to SelfConclusion by the Spill Canvas. One shot.

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Sequel to Puttin' 'em Through the Program. Sirius and Grace can never get along. James and Lily decide to blackmail them into a NEW kind of program.

ginny likes Hary but he likes hermions cousin so shes jelous and wants revenge but dose harry really like Grace (when I read this, I could pretty much tell it was on purpose)

When Grace is five she's kidnapped by Deatheaters. Not just any Deatheaters, but by the Malfoy's, who think she's their kid. Follow her as she remembers and finds her real family once again. PostWar. Grace's POV. AU fic. Rated M for strong language.

THE best SBOC story on Emily Grace is new to Hogwarts and she is ready to put her past behind her. But can she escape her future too? Can Sirius and Emily Grace ever have a future together?

There was a title that said "Being Grace Diggory"

Grace Aglaia has a lot of problems in her regular life, but add Hogwarts, secret admirers, mysteries, plus her secret crushing on a Slytherin boy, how much more complicated can it get?

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They thought they were safe. They thought the terror was over. They were wrong. And now, will Grace have to pick up where her parents left off and claim the Dark Mark as her own? Sequel to Never Turn Back

Draco and Harry have kid named, Grace get lost in fear Street. Draco and Harry have to help her get out. What happens when Harry gets lost also.

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It's been over 25 years since Voldemort was defeated. Odessa Grace and Hastings Applespice are now professors at Hogwarts, along with Sirius Potter and Gabriel Lupin. It appears to be a normal year, until Voldemort's heir decides to follow in his steps.

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VERY COMMON TERMS I ALSO FOUND:
Three Days Grace
Saving Grace
Graceful, to describe a character

Uhhuh -shrugs- I don't read Harry Potter.

It was rather interesting, nonetheless.

Cheerio

I skip church today.

I'm not very sure how this happened, but it happened anyway. As it turns out, my sister is sick, she's going to the doctor this morning, everyone either woke up late or just made time to go to the doctor this morning, and they're going to the two-o-clock service while dropping me off at [cchiaranus]'s place earlier.

Sooo, I skip church today, which means I have about an hour to prepare to leave.

HOMEWORK LIST (ripped off YH's blog)
Chinese zhou ji review thing - Nope, haven't done it yet. It's due next next week and I can't digest the book.
DONE: LS readthrough
LS worksheet - I didn't bring my file home. Doing at recess and before school
EDIT-DONE: Art writeup - HAHAHA! I HAVE FINISHED!
DONE: Social Studies - Oh, no big. It was just... copy-paste.
DONE: Math - Long since. I have a sign change error I just can't get rid of, though
Haiku - Oh no. That. Not yet. I have an idea on what I'm going to do though.
Chemistry AB - I am not going to do this. Please.
DONE sort of: ISO - AFTER FOUR HOURS OF HARD RESEARCH I HAVE 10 PAGES OF 11 pt CALIBRI.
History Test - -.-
Chinese Test - -.- -.-
DONE: Psychological Analysis for LA - Pretty much done.
LA Competitions - You seriously think I had time?
GEL CARD: I've finished the first page and it's due next next week. Or at least Friday.

I NEED TO PRINT EVERYTHING. GAH. I don't even know if the printer's working anymore. It's like a dog. Snuggle on your feet one minute, then claw your face off the next.

Ah well, signing off now. I have a lot to cover.

Kkori

It seems I've suddenly hit the eye of the storm.

We've been having a lot of homework this holiday, and all of a sudden I find myself with absolutely nothing to do.

It's happened a lot recently, but once this is done I'm going to end up with a lot of homework again. I wish this wouldn't happen one day before school reopens. I cannot rush things on Sunday. Especially now with the printer being broken.

But now, I'm going to do a quiz I ripped off my classmate's blog because she tagged me. I use online monikers though. You should be able to recognise your own.

Losing My Edge

If you don't wanna read depressing and paranoid stuff (the pink stuff) that I'm probably going to end up wondering about ("why the heck did I post this") later, scroll from this part to the next green part.

You know at some point in your life you suddenly find your calling? Something you know you're good at? Something you're destined to do? All my life I always thought that writing was going to be a very major part of my life. And for some reason, I'm losing confidence in that niche.

I don't think the Commonwealth Essay has anything to do with it, or at least not directly. Not being selected is not important. I never liked Class C anyway; I'm looking forward to being able to start on Class B. Ahaha.

Somehow it got me worried. I mean, what would one do if there was something she thought she was good at, and then she found out that wasn't true?

Obviously they'd be sad. But I've been writing for almost all my life. If that was taken away goodness knows what would happen to me. Ever since I was young I placed being somewhat "superior" or "special", as in, standing out of the crowd just a little, in top priority. My dream was to get a prize on Founder's Day. It still is. When I found that something I was good at, I was so happy. Every time my teacher read out my composition or printed it for everyone to see, or selected it for a competition, my heart would leap inside. I know one should be happy when they get credit for something, but it seems that I've had an overbearing sense of pride.

It's not like this has happened already. But...

Ah ____ this. Never mind. I can't get my thoughts straight. SKIP TO BEYOND THE GREEN SECTION.

This is the next green part. Carry on.

CJ7 was disappointing. I didn't get the ending at all. I mean what, all of a sudden a thousand and one CJ7s come to replace the dead one? What's that supposed to mean, true friendship can be replaced? Bad morals, Stephen Chow. Bad morals.

Ah well.

I really should be doing my homework now so I guess I'd better go.

i'm not there yet
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