Tuesday, September 21, 2010

W.A.L.T:put it together. production

Plan: Halloween dance, not fun, embarrassment, weird, jump jam, scary face, back rows, crazy, scary ripped shirts, Blood red paint, funny feeling, nervousness, weird feelings.


We are doing the Halloween jump jam dance and we have to have silly scary faces like you're a malicious monster. On stage you're really apprehensive in front of 800 people. Our costumes are weird because they are all different. We have to supply our own. On stage all you can do is do the dance and do it well.The lights are really bright and you have to look up and at them. The great green and big blue lights are very annoying and make you feel weird. Big Bat arms and hop running. What weird stuff.


A not so fun bit is the green room. The huge room equals 3 other classes 12,4 and 3. we had to share in a huge room with no separate areas. Everyones talking and the noise is deafening. it's happening because everyones trying to talk over everyone.

When we go to get on stage there is still two dances before we start.

Sunday, September 19, 2010

20/9/10 W.A.L.T: put it all together

My Plan.

Lightning,bed,birthday,friends,wind,rain,shadow,fright,dark,1:00 am,loud,person looking round,trees blowing in the fast wind,street lights flashing shadows on the street, wind bouncing off the road.


Pitter Patter Pitter Patter. friends at a party. Rain bouncing off the streets and roofs. wind whipping the trees. Pitter Patter. Rain wont stop. Its almost going forwards instead of down. The street lights destroy the blackness as dark as the tigers stripe. The Shadows are like knives reaching. You cant see out. the windows, Fogged. Flash,Fright. A huge Strip of light tears the darkness. reaching through the window making the splotched rain marks show in the light. We all look out the window. A shape like a person. moving. Camera. Maybe. all black lives across the road, turbo too. not so fun at 1'o clock. everyone of us staring waiting for the face. the windows fog annihilates the wiping motion of our arms. it comes back. it goes. The Rains sound on the roof is horrible and the winds still tearing the trees. Mum comes in. we're quiet.

Monday, September 13, 2010

Making boring writing come to life

W.A.L.T. Make tired writing come to life.


A hot dog thats red with lots of mustard.

1.there's a hot dog that's as red as the metallic paint of a car. mustard covers him with a quick style.
2.There's a hot dog that's going blam boom kapowwy attack charge. He's got mustard yellow bright yellow and his sausage is a missile.
3.A hot dog with a stupidly unintellengent look with his red mustard and yellow sausage.
4.A heated hated hallucinated hot dog doing his fitness and making his mustard red.
5.A Crazy cave hot doodle dog that's has mustard and tomato sauce racing stripes with a super duper sonic blue turbo jet sausage
6.A super spunky hot dog that's got red raking racing sausage.