Monday, November 13, 2006

I think people has been getting a bit confused.
So i'm gonna lay it all out.

Firstly, some people were thinking that my daughter, Anne is my niece.
Anne is my daugther, and that's that.

Second. some people think that this blog wasn't going to be updated ever.
I have an explantion for that, and here it is.

I was worried about my daughter, Anne, and i was panicking all around the island.
I went to the person i share my field with, he hadn't seen Anne.
I basically did that all over the island, but leaving Rector for the last.

So, i came up to his house, and started to knock-

But i heard some speaking from the back of the house.

So i crept around the house, and saw that there was a red transit van there, and Rector was there, with the dratted Tourism Head of the Council.

"-he has been poking around each and every house you know." This was the Tourism Head's whiny voice.

"Yes." - I was shocked by how Rector said this - he was usually raspy. but it was like...Well i don't know what like.

"You don't think we should do anything...?"

"No. We have his daughter."

Now this was shocking. A bit too shocking. I gasped like a little girl would do.

"What was that?"

Oh SHIT! Now you've done it - i can remember me thinking.

The Tourism Head pulled a FREAKING gun out, and shot at a bush - completely the wrong side of where i was, thankfully.

"Stop it you IDIOT. Why don't you use that big thick noggin of yours and THINK."

"Sorry sir.. sorry sir.. sorry sir." the Toursim Head mumbled.

Rector sighed. "We'll see about you when we get to the temple."

With that, they climbed into the van, and drove off.

Thinking quick, i thought logically - Do you ever want to see your daughter again or do you want to stay on this island and live a quiet life?

You can guess what i chose.

I ran after the van.

I saw that it got onto a ferry, so i did something that James Bond would probably do, AKA, I hid in a crate.

I followed the van once we got to the mainland(a shock), and i saw them going into a secluded wooded area, but leaving the van.

I'm currently in a motel, BTW.
I might be doing a new blog soon, incase Rector cuts off my blog.
I'm going to go and find this "temple" they were talking about tomorrow.

See you


Thursday, November 02, 2006

Oh g- hel- sugar. It was bad enough knowing that my niece was missing, now i'm worrying even more now that she's my DAUGHTER!!



I need to go hyper ventilate.


AIM not for the Past Tense, but the order. such as "Play", not "Played"

Wednesday, November 01, 2006

I'm back - Finally.
i kept going on aim via my phone incase she logged on to her aim
Sadly, i did not bring my niece back home with me - i stayed there longer than i thought i would - i was panicking like HELL!

But she wasn't there.

I waited in the lane for our house for 15 minutes

But she wasn't there.

I don't know WTF to do! Please! Someone! For Go- Sat- Hoso- FOR SOMEONE'S SAKE! HEEEEEEEEEEEEEELP!!!!
im typng ths VIA mble bll rng 4 skool 15mins ago + niece hasnt cme out yet - will wait 15 mins more.

When the crypt doors creak and the tombstones quake
Spooks come out for a swinging wake
Happy haunts materialize
And begin to vocalize
Grim grinning ghosts come out to socialize

Reason why i'm posting this song as because three trick-or-treaters came last night as the Hitchhiking Ghosts - You know, the ones from the Disney ride "Haunted Mansion?"

Anyway, my niece is at school right now - Being taught by one of the Council's "select" teachers, teaching "select" histories to "select" kids, probably.

Now don't close your eyes
And don't try to hide
Or a silly spook may sit by your side
Shrouded in a daft disguise
They pretend to terrorize
Grim grinning ghosts come out to socialize

So, tonight is the 2nd night of Hallow's End's Halloween - HEH, for short. -, More trick and treaters tonight, but a lot more tomorrow night.

As the moon climbs high o'er dead oak tree
Spooks arrive for the midnight spree
Creepy creeps with eerie eyes
Start to shriek and harmonize
Grim grinning ghosts come out to socialize

And i suspect i'll be visited by the hitchhiking ghosts - Perhaps i should give them something other than candy...maybe a book with "DON'T PANIC" on it? Anyway, I have to go shopping and get some more candys. Bye.

When you hear the knell of a requiem bell
Weird glows gleam where spirits dwell
Restless bones etherealize
Rise as spooks of ev'ry size
Grim grinning ghosts come out to socialize


Tuesday, October 31, 2006


Happy Halloweeen! Or, atleast it would have been, if it wasn't for Rector shaking a wrinkly old finger at me this morning.

They're like... little white pickles....ones that can touch you...


Anyway. Erm... Happy... halloween? *sighs*.

I'm the only one around here who doesn't like the 5 day long halloween.

Oh. You didn't know that, did you? Hallow's End's Halloween is a 5 day long one. One of the council's stupid(Sorry Rector) ideas.


Feel free to email me... i won't be going anywhere, except maybe to the door to give the candys.

Monday, October 30, 2006


Not even a talk show.


I hate TV some times.
Mmmm.... Hooray hooray, for Monday nights. The greatest telly day of all time!

Pardon me, but whoever says that is either A. A Happy Time Employment..giver..thingy, or B. A psycho.

Hang on.

*reads over last sentence*

Damnit. Damn Council is forcing ideas into my buh-rain.

Anyway. Because it's nice to have your name mentioned - Hallo Catherwork! Hallo Chris! :)


Back to searching for a decent show.

Nooooooo! The council has pressganged me in an email, saying that i should post their "accurate" history of Hallow's End.


Better humour them.

And i'll edit it in places... :)

Hallow's End is the only town on one of the small islands surrounding Great Britain. The island's name used to be called "Island 13", signifying this island as one of the fourteen discovered by the world's worst explorer ever, Gege "Johnny" Aba. The island's name now, thought out carefully by the town's council, is now "the 13th Island". Most people use the former name.

The town has been visited by a great number of famous writers, directors. Such as, Joss Whedon, Stephen King, Stanley Kubrick and Jason Voorhees. Strangely, tourists point out every year, that all of them have one definite theme together. Most residents ignore them.

The town is governed by a strict council, called by all, the "Council". The head of the council is Dr. Rector M, PhD in town psychology. (Quackhead.)

One of the sights to see in the town is an abandoned house on top of a hill. Most tourists point out that Stanley Kubrick visited here, and that the house looks a lot like the one in The Shining. See above.

Don't forget, to (not) visit Jack Holl's house, for a (not) thriving description of the Island's history, (much better than the one written here in any case.)

We hope you enjoy your visit to Hallow's End.

Hallow's End Council, Tourism (thick)Head.
Yawnnn.... Good morning, all those who got the email. I let my niece sort out a few email addresses for me and i just sent them.

This blog is about Island 13 and its one town - Hallow's End.

This is a blog about my life in Hallow's End.

Probably things will go along as follows.

"8:00am: Woke up.

9:00am: Had breakfast.

10:00am: Went on the beach for 3 hours

02:00pm: Attended the daily Council meeting - A total of 7 members were there. Everybody else was "busy".

05:00pm: Got home, talked with niece.

08:00pm: Did tea. Got niece ready for bed.

09:00pm: Watch telly

10:00pm: Fall asleep infront of telly."

People say i'm a lazy man. I'm not. It's everything else that's active.