Friday, November 26, 2010

Why do I write?

I write because of the way it makes me feel. I write for the love of creating new sentences, phrases, paragraphs, that have never been written before. Because it allows me to make the fantasy place in my head into something real. Because it keeps me sane. Because I might explode if I don't. Because of my love of the complex beauty of the english language. For my love of watching a blank sheet of paper turn into something meaningful. Because I can create a world where anything is possible. Because of an undying desire within me to do it. Because of "if there's a book you really want to read, but it hasn't been written yet, then you must write it." (Toni Morrison)

To put this all together, I write because I love writing.


"The role of a writer is not to say what we all can say, but what we are unable to say." ~Anaïs Nin

"A word is not the same with one writer as with another. One tears it from his guts. The other pulls it out of his overcoat pocket." ~Charles Peguy

"And by the way, everything in life is writable about if you have the outgoing guts to do it, and the imagination to improvise. The worst enemy to creativity is self-doubt." ~Sylvia Plath

"The act of putting pen to paper encourages pause for thought, this in turn makes us think more deeply about life, which helps us regain our equilibrium." ~Norbet Platt

"Fill your paper with the breathings of your heart." ~William Wordsworth

Thursday, November 25, 2010

Things to do

Just so you know, this is not a bucket list. Just a few things I want to do in the near future for fun.

Things to do:
1. Build a pillow/blanket fort in the living room again with someone I love.
2. Slow dance, regardless of my lack of dancing ability and awkward glances. (Who cares anyway?)
3. Get *someone* to read the epilogue of Deathly Hallows. (You know who you are.)
4. Harry Potter non-stop movie marathon. Lots of sugar required.
5. Try and figure out the exact time of death of Harry Potter characters. (Maybe not. This sounds sad.)
6. Disney song singing contest.
7. Sing "This Isn't Hogwarts" by Hank Green in front of a substantial number of people.
8. Learn to speak Klingon.
9. Own way to many books for my shelves to currently hold.
10. Get caught under the mistletoe with the right person. (haha, yeah right.)
11. Finish watching all the Star Wars movies. (I am a failure as a nerd.)
12. Finish any of the books I have started writing. (haha, more wishful thinking.)
13. Finish my story about Mint. (Next post, I promise.)
14. Restore peace to the galaxy.
15. Have a wizards duel (Which leads to 16. Get a wand.)

And, for right now, that is all I can think of. There are MANY more things I want to do, but these are just a few I was thinking about right now.

Please comment if you want to do any of these with me! Actually, comment no matter what. Seriously. PLEASE!

"In the sky, you and I, are floating in space. I the moon, you the sun, locked in beautiful embrace. Everybody's come together, so blindingly bright, they chase away the night." - Guilty Beauty Love by Vic Mignogna.

Wednesday, November 24, 2010

Mint (aka Vladmir)

The Story of Mint (Part One)

Just a little background: Mint (aka Vladmir) is a koala. He was given to me today by Emi-chan and he is adorable. I would show you his little, adorable self except for the fact that my camera is mysteriously missing one of its two batteries. He is gray, fuzzy, and is holding some little green leaf. This is his story.

The world could be a cruel, cruel place. Sometimes the only company you have is a small green leaf that flew out of the sky and landed in your paw. And when you are lost and alone in a big scary world, you cling to that leaf like a lifeline and keep trudging forward. So what if your top-heavy? So what if you have tiny legs? None of that matters. You keep going and never turn back.

The little koala bear crashed head first into a puddle, getting soaked once again. "Oh, why does this keep happening to me?" he thought with a sigh, dragging himself back up and cursing his large head and puny legs. This was the 10th time today he had ended up in a puddle. At this rate, he thought he might drown before he could ever reach his destination.

Which was what again?... Oh, right. He didn't know what his destination was.

The koala clutched his little leaf in between his paws and looked up at the sky. "At least it stopped raining," he thought, and trudged on, an unknown destination ahead. Only him and his leaf, moving forward, hoping for a brighter and warmer future. "One little step at a time."

When you are a small koala bear with very small legs, you don't get anywhere fast. The koala stopped on a curb on the edge of a street, taking in his surroundings. He seemed to have wandered his way into a small town, people rushing back and forth all around him, all to distracted by their own pursuits to notice or care about a sad, cold koala. No one. No one, that is, until a small girl with brown piggy tales picked him up.

"Look, mommie!" she exclaimed, bouncing with joy. "I found a little bear!"

"Uck! It looks like that thing has been through hell!" the girls mother commented, looking down at the koala with disgust. "Put that in the trash, honey. Someone must have just thrown him here out a car window."

The little girl with the brown piggy tales looked sadly into the little koala's eyes, but followed her mother's wishes and dropped him into a near by trash bin and walked on, chatting excitedly once again about her upcoming birthday party, never again to think about the sad little koala now trapped in a can full of the other things nobody wanted.

And so, the koala bear had been shunned.

The little koala worked hard all night, building up sturdy things he found in the trash can to make a pile to climb up to the top with. His small green leaf was places carefully on a soda can, waiting patiently for the little koala bear. At dawn, escape finally in sight, he picked up his leaf and climbed carefully up bottles, cans, and foam containers until he could see the sky once again.

And fell to the ground with a thump. Where he was then kicked into the gutter and fell down the storm drain.

And that is the end of part one! I hope you all liked it, and part 2 shall be coming soon. You'll find out where Mint came from and why he is traveling in the next part, so stay tuned! Please comment on this post and vote on the poll at the bottom of the page. Feed the fish if you wish.

Saturday, November 20, 2010

YoungLos

Look at that picture of Los. Now back to here. Back at that awesome picture of him, now back to this. Sadly you are not that guy you were just looking at, but you can hear his music. Look, now your on YouTube and MySpace, his voice filling your ears. He is the guy your ears could be hearing.

Sometimes the best musicians are the ones who are yet to be discovered on a wide scale. YoungLos is one of those musicians. I found his music because he was promoting his YouTube links on Facebook. I've known him for years, so of course I was interested. I clicked the link, and was suddenly hooked. I couldn't believe that super tall kid I once new was able to make music this good, that anyone can connect to, and sounds better than 90% of the new music that comes out now. You MUST check this guy out. He is going to be the next big star, I can tell.

Keep it up, Los. You know your awesome.

http://www.youtube.com/user/TheLos209 -his YouTube channel. I suggest starting with Greatness.
www.myspace.com/thelegacy209 - his MySpace page.

So show Los a little love. You know you want too. This is the music you are looking for.

A Bad Day

The past two days... well, to put it simply, they sucked. I was totally tired on Friday because I was running on one hour of sleep and the pure energy given off from Neville Longbottom. I think this, and me failing a test and getting in trouble, led to me having a totally break down at lunch. But whenever something like that happens, it reminds me of who is really important to me. That is why todays post is dedicated to the 3 musketeers, Nekozawa, and Harry Potter.

Today sucked for many reasons. Those many reasons I don't really want to get into. I'm actually just typing this post in the hope that it will help my fingers warm up. It is finally that time of year where I am freaking freezing. Meh.

I think we need a random Urban Dictionary word of the day. Woah, this was on the front page! I love it!

1. Coming out of the cupboard
"coming out of the cupboard" is a figure of speech for popular or non popular people's disclosure of their secret obsession for Harry Potter.
The term comes from the well know phrase "coming out of the closet" which refers to a person revealing that they are gay/lesbian.
The "closet" part is replaced by "cupboard" because, as we know, Harry Potter lived in the "cupboard under the stairs" in the beginning of the book series.
I guess I'm finally coming out of the cupboard. I didn't really want people to know I was secretly obsessed with Harry Potter.
Now, I shall depart to go try and warm up, possibly fall asleep, and do pointless things on the internet when I should be studying for a history test. Love to all!

"I'll give half of my life, so you give me half of yours!" "Are you stupid! You can have the whole thing! ...well, maybe not all of it..." -Edward Elric and Winry Rockbell (Chapter 108 of Fullmetal Alchemist)

Tuesday, November 16, 2010

Darren Criss


Yep. Darren Criss. Did I ever mention that I LOVE HIM?! Oh my god... Maybe I just have a thing for any guy who plays Harry Potter in any form. Darren played Harry Potter in A Very Potter Musical and Sequel and recently landed a role as Blaine on Glee. He is now the only reason I started Glee. HE IS SO FREAKING AWESOME!!! I love how soon the whole world may have a crush on him soon. I love Darren Criss so much that I had to make a blog post just about him.

Check this video out and then you may understand my love of him: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Cn8IkrxLOfY&feature=related

Ok, this sounds weird. There is something that I need to explain about this. I say that I love a lot of people, Darren Criss included. And maybe it is true. But I need you to understand that no matter how much I say I love these guys I have never actually met (and some fictional guys), I still love one guy more than any of them. And by "more" I mean 10000000000000000000000000 times more. That guy is my boyfriend, Neko. But you probably already guessed that. I just thought it was necessary to explain that I don't love any of these other guys so much that I would die for them and leave my boyfriend for them if they show up on my doorstep.

In retrospect, I don't even know why I made this post. It really had no point.

"Bad spellers UNTIE!"

Sunday, November 14, 2010

Something About Llamas


Llama llama llama! I needed something to talk about today and my wonderful boyfriend has suggested llamas. They apparently can spit at 100 miles per hour.

One time I was talking to my parents and my mom misheard something I said as "llamas in police uniforms." This lead to me running to the computer to do a Google image search for "llamas in police uniforms." I DO NOT suggest doing this, because almost all of the images ARE SOOOOOO NOT LLAMAS (unless llama is code word for something i don't know)! Very... disturbing. But I found an article! It was about llamas being used in this one country as "police" for sheep! I think.... Anyway, it was hilarious to all of us. I never did find a picture of a llama in uniform, but at least this gave me a short story to tell in this post.

My only other experience with llamas comes from watching Jimmy Neutron.

"It's what you do in spandex that makes you a hero."



Saturday, November 13, 2010

Next Week

(I'm having MAJOR formatting issues with this post. Blogger is fighting me. Sorry if anything looks weird!)

I am thinking that next week will be on of the best of my life. Next week on Wednesday, Krispy Kreme is reopening. This is amazing thing number one. Oh the delicious doughnuts, hot a fresh from the line, floating in my memory, soon to be real once again. It shall be excellent to see that "Hot Fresh Doughnuts" now sign lit up in their window once again. Sweet deliciousness ready to melt onto tongues of people across our city once again. Yes, I know this makes me sound fat. I don't care.

Next week on Thursday night (technically Friday since this is occurring at midnight) is the opening of
Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows-- a title I have been forbidden to speak again in my house. My mom got sick of me begging to go to the midnight premiere, and made a deal with me that I could go as long as I did not mention the title again. That's how sick she was of hearing about it. BUT I GET TO GO!!!!!!!! Amazingly excited. I practically start happy dancing every time I think about this movie.

A while ago I thought of writing a book retelling the story of my school, slightly fictionalized, as it is from my point-of-view. Well, my friend Emily has been keeping a book of "fails" that have occurred around her since the beginning of the year, and I think it is going to be much funnier to retell the story of our fails. So now this is going to be a team effort! Today I have been feeling like writing a lot (hence this being my second post in one day) so I started retelling one fail. I then remember that the day and class that fail occurred on, about 4 more fails also happened. A rough draft of their stories have now been written. After which I read some Deathly Hallows, then some To Kill a Mockingbird, and then wrote a little thing on dreams and the only thing I remember from my dream last night. I am tempted to tell you the thing I remembered from my dream, but that is not a good idea at all. It would just be awkward and I would later regret posting it. So I'm not going too. Haha.

I think we need a random Urban Dictionary word of the day. Going to the site and hitting the random button until I get a word that has a definition that is not mentally disturbing.

1. Mer
An expression of nonchalance and impassiveness, commonly used in situations that require less-than-sufficient answers. May be used to express a variety of emotional states, the essences of which are indicated by the tone of the speaker. Origin: San Diego, CA, circa 2003.
After thinking of all the day's events and realizing that it's an immense task in itself to summarize everything: one simply sighs to his or her companions, "mer..."
So.... Mer.

"Take a chance, take your shoes off, dance in the rain. We were splashing around and the news spread all over town. I'm not complaining that it's raining, I'm just saying that I like it a lot." -Panic at the Disco (I Have Friends in Holy Spaces)



A Post to the Amazing Becca



...aka the only person who ever comments on my blog. I really appreciate it Becca! You are an awesome person (and I'm not just saying that because you comment.) Thanks for all the good times, and the good times still to come.

You were the "brother" I always wanted. You kept me updated on gossip when I wanted it the most. You gave me hope, make me laugh, and made me forget the times when you used to hate me (lol).

If you have no idea who I am talking about then you are obviously not looking at the comment section. You should be. And you should be adding your own comment.

Friday, November 12, 2010

*Happy Sigh*

I've been re-watching The Little Mermaid today for the first time in a LONG time. It has made me realize two things...

1) The Little Mermaid is still my favorite movie. Ever.

2) I completely understand the appeal of a willow tree on a river. *insert heart sigh here which blogger is telling me is broken*

Yeah, I know that second reason is going to make any sense to many people who will read this. But it makes sense to me, and it will make sense to a few others. Please forgive my many private jokes that may appear in this blog. My life is one of those "you had to be there" things.

Sunday, November 7, 2010

Hakuna Matata


Time to breath a small sigh of relief and realize that I can actually relax a little bit for once. Next week we get a four day weekend, meaning 2 less days of school than usual. Let the partying begin! Going to my school can be really stressful sometimes, but I could never leave. I feel like that is where I belong now, and I KNOW that I need the people in it. Actually... I take that back. If I get a letter from Hogwarts, I am totally leaving.

I think I need a random word of the day. I'm going to go on Urban Dictionary, hit the random button, and put the first thing to come up here.

...Nevermind. That was a little too weird. I'll put the second one.... or the third....maybe the fourth? ....I don't even understand that one.... no.... everyone knows that one.... no... no.... NO.... boring... here we go!

1. Mewl
The noise made by a cat in distress or when begging.
Owner: "Do you want some fish?"
Cat with big wide mournful eyes. "Mewl!"
Well, that took a while, but I found something interest that wasn't dirty or promoting drug use. Be careful when using that site, kiddies.

Well, I am going to return peacefully now to the fanfiction I was reading before being distracted by my blog. I actually have comments for once! Shout out to Beeka-chu, my current only commenter. The picture below is for you, my friend.





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Saturday, November 6, 2010

To finding out I am not alone and Bejeweled

(FYI, this was written at almost 11 at night while semi distracted. And then I didn't edit. There may be a lot of mistakes, so I thought I should warn you.)

Turns out, people actually do read my blog! Not that I would know it seeing as none of them ever comment. But this means that I am not (entirely) talking to myself when I post on here. Although I did realize recently that Twitter is basically a way to talk to yourself without being thought of as insane. Well, I'm still going to be thought of as insane no matter what, but I don't mind. Awesome is what I am made of, and I think insanity just comes with the awesome title.

So, chances are you have a Facebook. If you don't, good for you. I really don't like the site to tell the truth, yet I have an account anyway. Most of my time on Facebook is spent looking at all these fake buttons called "Flair," but sometimes I get a little addicted to "Bejeweled Blitz." A game that I... totally suck at basically. I have been told that I don't see the 4 and 5 matches very much and have trouble noticing the bonuses. I'm not even sure why I still play it to be honest. I think it is just a way to kill time and avoid things that I should be doing. Like homework, dishes, or working on my books. Seriously, if I don't get writing soon my friend Angee is going to start torturing new chapters out of me.

I know this is random, but stick with me. Random is in the name of this blog.

I want to state here and now that I have the most awesome boyfriend ever. No joke. And I know a hundred million people could disagree with me right now about this, but it's true to me so that is all that matters.

I have been thinking about Krispy Kreme doughnuts today for no reason. Excited for them coming back soon, and planning on eating my weight in cinnamon apple jelly filled when they open again. But right by that doughnut heaven, is In-N-Out burger; another place I have been dreaming about for a while now (not literally). I haven't been there in SO LONG and I really want to try the secret menu. Totally could go for a #2, extra toast, animal style fries, and a Neapolitan shake right now.

This blog is suddenly making me sound very fat. Well I don't care! This girl likes FOOD.

YES! I have accomplished a semi-long blog that may make up for my long absence. I am sorry I have been gone so long, dear readers, but school is a pain in the arse. You have no idea.

Dedicating this post to all the people I love. You know who you are. *wink*

"Because Baby your not alone, 'cause your here with me. And nothings ever gonna keep me from loving you, and you know it's true. It don't matter what will come to be, our love is all we need to make it through." - Not Alone from A Very Potter Musical

Friday, November 5, 2010

One Moment

Someday I want to lay in the grass with you, staring up at the stars until the rest of the world melts away. I want your hand resting in mine until it gets too cold and we snuggle together so this night won't have to end. Waiting for a shooting star that may never come, but it doesn't have too. Being here like this is all I could ever wish for right now. I wish to live forever more in this moment. But, all things must end. But this time I don't mind that this will end because I know that tomorrow I am going to wake up in your arms.

Let's hope we don't have morning breath.

"To being an US for once, instead of a THEM."