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)