Hey reader,
I've decided to work on my acting and what better way for a writer to do so then writing, producing and acting in her own web series? It's pretty emotional (or at least I think it is) because it's about a girl who is turned into a zombie during a zombie epidemic where everyone who is infected and found out is killed.
Here is the link to the first episode. Please comment, rate and subscribe!
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=cetLkzY-Q1c
Friday, July 16, 2010
Friday, July 9, 2010
Movie Review: The Ghost and Mrs. Muir
Mrs. Muir's husband died a year ago and now she thinks it is time to move away from her mother and sister-in-law. She rents a cottage near the seaside where everyone thinks the old seaman who lived there commit suicide. Mrs. Muir is determined to stay there no matter if there is a grumpy ghost there. The ghost of the seaman decides to let her stay but soon a newcomer puts a divide between the new friends.
I really enjoyed The Ghost and Mrs. Muir. I watched it with my mother so that was really nice and though it seemed a bit slow sometimes it was very enjoyable. As any classic movie set in England, it's sometimes difficult to hear what the characters say because they either talk too fast or talk too quietly. Either way it almost made me cry at a point and the ending was very satisfying.
I'll give The Ghost and Mrs. Muir:
7 1/2 Whiskers!
Monday, June 28, 2010
WARNING: There Will Be Silence
Hey reader,
I just thought that (even though my only readers are my mom and her boyfriend) I should let you guys know that I'm going into the Valley of No Communication. I'm actually going to a ranch in the mountains but same thing as I won't be able to contact the outside world. I'm excited to get down on my writing!
I also got a new Flip camcorder and will be posting clips from my trip when I get back (and have the time since my birthday party is only a week after we get back). The only problem is my Flipshare isn't working but I convert the .mpeg4 videos to .wmv files and edit them on Windows Movie Maker. Does anyone know a better, free, editing system, though that has more features? Please leave a comment.
Okay bye! I'll be back on the 7th!
I just thought that (even though my only readers are my mom and her boyfriend) I should let you guys know that I'm going into the Valley of No Communication. I'm actually going to a ranch in the mountains but same thing as I won't be able to contact the outside world. I'm excited to get down on my writing!
I also got a new Flip camcorder and will be posting clips from my trip when I get back (and have the time since my birthday party is only a week after we get back). The only problem is my Flipshare isn't working but I convert the .mpeg4 videos to .wmv files and edit them on Windows Movie Maker. Does anyone know a better, free, editing system, though that has more features? Please leave a comment.
Okay bye! I'll be back on the 7th!
Sunday, June 20, 2010
Funny Gas, Puffy Cheeks and Teeth
Hello reader,
Right now I am in bed, typing with cheeks that remind my mother of her little baby when I was three years old. You may ask: why, Corcey, why are your cheeks so puffy? It is a simple answer: I got my wisdom teeth out yesterday. The horror.
I was feeling actually pretty neat during the extraction. The gas that I kept sucking through my nose made me feel shaky and I think whatever was in that needle they gave me helped, too. They did not put me out like my sister (who got her wisdom teeth out seven years ago) or my mom (who I don't even know how many years ago that was). It was for a better recovery.
Either way, soon the affects of the gas and the needle wore off and I had to take a Vicadin to try to soothe the pain. Getting them out was fun, recovering from it is not so fun.
At least I got to keep the teeth! Yep, I kept the teeth. Hehe.
Well bye for now.
P.S. Do you like my new closing signature?
Right now I am in bed, typing with cheeks that remind my mother of her little baby when I was three years old. You may ask: why, Corcey, why are your cheeks so puffy? It is a simple answer: I got my wisdom teeth out yesterday. The horror.
I was feeling actually pretty neat during the extraction. The gas that I kept sucking through my nose made me feel shaky and I think whatever was in that needle they gave me helped, too. They did not put me out like my sister (who got her wisdom teeth out seven years ago) or my mom (who I don't even know how many years ago that was). It was for a better recovery.
Either way, soon the affects of the gas and the needle wore off and I had to take a Vicadin to try to soothe the pain. Getting them out was fun, recovering from it is not so fun.
At least I got to keep the teeth! Yep, I kept the teeth. Hehe.
Well bye for now.
P.S. Do you like my new closing signature?
Saturday, June 12, 2010
Book Review: The Reckoning by Kelley Armstrong
Warning: The Reckoning is the 3rd book in a trilogy. You must read The Summoning and The Awakening to understand what is going on.
Summary:
Chloe lived a normal teenaged life in a film school, that is, until she started seeing ghosts. After seeing another ghost and that resulting in a breakdown, she was sent to live in Lyle House (a home for "troubled teens"). Deemed a schizophrenic, Chloe just wanted to take her meds and be a good girl so they will let her go. Of course that didn't last long after she found out about the real "uniqueness" of her fellow troubled teens.
After being on the run from the Edison Group (the people who ran Lyle House and who wants to kill these genetically inhanced supernaturals), they think they found safety and someone to help find Simon's dad. Although, things are not always as they appear. And will Chloe ever be normal or will she be driven crazy by "the curse of necromancy"?
Review:
I absolutely loved the first two books and was anticipating this book for a long time. I'm sorry to say that it disappointed me a bit. I loved how Chloe got with the boy I wanted her to get with but the ending was really loose. It left questions unanswered especially the "will Chloe ever be normal?" question. It made me think, "THAT's the ending? To the WHOLE trilogy?"
It did have quite a few good merits though, and I liked how you could see improvement in the characters, especially Tori and Derek. I really enjoyed the book and it left me laughing a lot out of my weird sense of humor. I loved the supernatural scenes (especially with Derek's wolfy-ness).
All in all if you can handle it not having much of a complete ending, I would recommend this trilogy. The writing is addicting and so is the storyline.
I'd give The Reckoning:
Summary:
Chloe lived a normal teenaged life in a film school, that is, until she started seeing ghosts. After seeing another ghost and that resulting in a breakdown, she was sent to live in Lyle House (a home for "troubled teens"). Deemed a schizophrenic, Chloe just wanted to take her meds and be a good girl so they will let her go. Of course that didn't last long after she found out about the real "uniqueness" of her fellow troubled teens.
After being on the run from the Edison Group (the people who ran Lyle House and who wants to kill these genetically inhanced supernaturals), they think they found safety and someone to help find Simon's dad. Although, things are not always as they appear. And will Chloe ever be normal or will she be driven crazy by "the curse of necromancy"?
Review:
I absolutely loved the first two books and was anticipating this book for a long time. I'm sorry to say that it disappointed me a bit. I loved how Chloe got with the boy I wanted her to get with but the ending was really loose. It left questions unanswered especially the "will Chloe ever be normal?" question. It made me think, "THAT's the ending? To the WHOLE trilogy?"
It did have quite a few good merits though, and I liked how you could see improvement in the characters, especially Tori and Derek. I really enjoyed the book and it left me laughing a lot out of my weird sense of humor. I loved the supernatural scenes (especially with Derek's wolfy-ness).
All in all if you can handle it not having much of a complete ending, I would recommend this trilogy. The writing is addicting and so is the storyline.
I'd give The Reckoning:
7 Whiskers!
I'd give the trilogy as a whole:
8 Whiskers!
Thursday, June 10, 2010
I Have a School to Go to Next Year
Hey reader,
I'm not sure if I mentioned this or not, but I'm currently on summer vacation and was unsure about what school I was going to next semester. I was either staying at independent study or (with the grace of whatever goddess is out there) get accepted into Middle College. And I just got a letter from the principal of Middle College saying that I'm in!
Just thought I would share that for those who would like to share in my joy. Maybe I'll actually be able to make friends this time.
I'm not sure if I mentioned this or not, but I'm currently on summer vacation and was unsure about what school I was going to next semester. I was either staying at independent study or (with the grace of whatever goddess is out there) get accepted into Middle College. And I just got a letter from the principal of Middle College saying that I'm in!
Just thought I would share that for those who would like to share in my joy. Maybe I'll actually be able to make friends this time.
Tuesday, June 8, 2010
The Summer To-Do List
Hey reader,
Remember when you were in elementary and middle school and the minute that last bell rang at the end of the school year and you would jump up and down yelling "FREEDOM!"? It's my first day of summer vacation and I have an assignment!
It's a summer assignment to read The Grapes of Wrath by John Steinbeck. Of course, if I do get into Middle College High then I won't have to do it, but I highly doubt I'll be getting into Middle College. I applied late and they have a waiting list many pages long...
I have decided to create a summer to-do list and I will add to it as I go along with the summer. I like making lists so I figured it would be good to do this.
So without further ado, here is the list:
Remember when you were in elementary and middle school and the minute that last bell rang at the end of the school year and you would jump up and down yelling "FREEDOM!"? It's my first day of summer vacation and I have an assignment!
It's a summer assignment to read The Grapes of Wrath by John Steinbeck. Of course, if I do get into Middle College High then I won't have to do it, but I highly doubt I'll be getting into Middle College. I applied late and they have a waiting list many pages long...
I have decided to create a summer to-do list and I will add to it as I go along with the summer. I like making lists so I figured it would be good to do this.
So without further ado, here is the list:
The Summer To-Do List
- Clean room
- Move writing "desk" in room
- Organize room
- Finish planning the Green-Blooded Myths Series
- Start Driver's Ed.
- Plan Zombie book
- The Grapes of Wrath by John Steinbeck
- Watch the season premiere of Psych
- 16th birthday tea party
Thursday, June 3, 2010
My New Purse, Manufactured by Ziplock
Hey reader,
Well as some of you who might know me may recognize the fact that I am broke. Also, my older sister's birthday is tomorrow. So, I asked her what she wanted and all she wanted was fresh flowers. I scavenged through the big plastic bottle in my bedroom of collected pennies in the search for nickels, dimes and quarters.
After finding a decent amount, I put them all in a Ziplock bag last week and stashed it at the end of my bed. All sixteen dollars worth of coins.
My mom took me to Trader Joe's to pick out the flowers while she went to the store next door to buy her Nicotine gum. I paraded smiling down like a five-old-year ready to buy her own icecream with the quarters safely swaying in the Ziplock bag.
Since my sister loves the color pink, it was a tough debate between the wonderful smelling pink peonies or the roses of the same hue. I could get her two flower bouquets if I got the peonies. But, I decided on the roses, figuring that my sister would be more surprised at the fact I didn't get the cheap flowers. She loved them.
Despite how good I felt after giving my sister the roses, I actually feel like shit now.
I was pacing around my backyard when a chair animated its legs and jumped in front of me, causing me to trip and slide onto the cement. It didn't hurt and my first reaction was "oh shit, my tights!" What do you know, I looked down and my favorite pair of expensive purple tights were now exposing bloody skin.
I was really upset because of the tights. My mom kept fussing about how I was bleeding (and I couldn't really ignore that fact since the blood was dripping down my leg).
And the worst part was that she is making me throw away the tights. I want to wear them even with the holes in them. I don't see why my sister is allowed to wear jeans with big holes in them but I can't wear tights with holes in them! She keeps saying it's different but how? She never explains how it is different.
She doesn't understand that I don't care about what other people think. People are ignorant and prejudiced against anything that is different. Well they can go screw themselves because I don't care.
Well as some of you who might know me may recognize the fact that I am broke. Also, my older sister's birthday is tomorrow. So, I asked her what she wanted and all she wanted was fresh flowers. I scavenged through the big plastic bottle in my bedroom of collected pennies in the search for nickels, dimes and quarters.
After finding a decent amount, I put them all in a Ziplock bag last week and stashed it at the end of my bed. All sixteen dollars worth of coins.
My mom took me to Trader Joe's to pick out the flowers while she went to the store next door to buy her Nicotine gum. I paraded smiling down like a five-old-year ready to buy her own icecream with the quarters safely swaying in the Ziplock bag.
Since my sister loves the color pink, it was a tough debate between the wonderful smelling pink peonies or the roses of the same hue. I could get her two flower bouquets if I got the peonies. But, I decided on the roses, figuring that my sister would be more surprised at the fact I didn't get the cheap flowers. She loved them.
Despite how good I felt after giving my sister the roses, I actually feel like shit now.
I was pacing around my backyard when a chair animated its legs and jumped in front of me, causing me to trip and slide onto the cement. It didn't hurt and my first reaction was "oh shit, my tights!" What do you know, I looked down and my favorite pair of expensive purple tights were now exposing bloody skin.
I was really upset because of the tights. My mom kept fussing about how I was bleeding (and I couldn't really ignore that fact since the blood was dripping down my leg).
And the worst part was that she is making me throw away the tights. I want to wear them even with the holes in them. I don't see why my sister is allowed to wear jeans with big holes in them but I can't wear tights with holes in them! She keeps saying it's different but how? She never explains how it is different.
She doesn't understand that I don't care about what other people think. People are ignorant and prejudiced against anything that is different. Well they can go screw themselves because I don't care.
Tuesday, June 1, 2010
Safety = Independent Study = No Social Life
Hello my fellow muskrat,
I am so close to finishing my sophomore year. All I need to do is eight key questions, two writing prompts, two art assignments and an essay. I remember last year I was having nervous breakdowns because of all the work I had to do at the Christian school.
Sadly,
Christian school = intolerance = sad Hayley
Public school = danger = scared Hayley
Independent study = safety = lonely Hayley
I can't ever win when it comes to my schooling!
I haven't talked to my Christian friends in so long (without the use of Facebook). My public school friend and I only talk every Wednesday to complain about my boyfriend. The only person I talk to every day is my boyfriend and I honestly don't want to. I thought I was supposed to be the sensitive one that keeps saying "I love you" and he's the one that's supposed to say "... back at you"? When did the roles reverse?
Thank the Goddess for the Internet or else I would have died of boredom.
I miss seeing my Christian friends everyday and fooling around, talking about hiding bodies in cat litter (um... don't ask). I miss talking with my Biology teacher every morning before school.
I really need to start doing something but there's nothing to do in this town! Any suggestions to counteract the boredom?
Lately I've been finding episodes of Nickelodeon's iCarly. I haven't had a celebrity crush since I was like 10 but now I really like Nathan Kress (Freddie). But that will not last long since there are only three seasons.
Hopefully I can get into Middle College for next school year or else... I don't know what I would do.
P.S. As you may have read earlier, I am a Seddie shipper (I support the relationship between Sam and Freddie in fan lingo). I found this really awesome video and thought I should share it.
I am so close to finishing my sophomore year. All I need to do is eight key questions, two writing prompts, two art assignments and an essay. I remember last year I was having nervous breakdowns because of all the work I had to do at the Christian school.
Sadly,
Christian school = intolerance = sad Hayley
Public school = danger = scared Hayley
Independent study = safety = lonely Hayley
I can't ever win when it comes to my schooling!
I haven't talked to my Christian friends in so long (without the use of Facebook). My public school friend and I only talk every Wednesday to complain about my boyfriend. The only person I talk to every day is my boyfriend and I honestly don't want to. I thought I was supposed to be the sensitive one that keeps saying "I love you" and he's the one that's supposed to say "... back at you"? When did the roles reverse?
Thank the Goddess for the Internet or else I would have died of boredom.
I miss seeing my Christian friends everyday and fooling around, talking about hiding bodies in cat litter (um... don't ask). I miss talking with my Biology teacher every morning before school.
I really need to start doing something but there's nothing to do in this town! Any suggestions to counteract the boredom?
Lately I've been finding episodes of Nickelodeon's iCarly. I haven't had a celebrity crush since I was like 10 but now I really like Nathan Kress (Freddie). But that will not last long since there are only three seasons.
Hopefully I can get into Middle College for next school year or else... I don't know what I would do.
P.S. As you may have read earlier, I am a Seddie shipper (I support the relationship between Sam and Freddie in fan lingo). I found this really awesome video and thought I should share it.
Friday, May 28, 2010
I Need an Anti-Stress Spell
Hey reader,
It's that time of year. LSAT time. Of course, I'm not taking the LSAT (Law School Admissions Test) as I'm only fifteen but my sister will be taking it for the first time just three days after her twenty-third birthday.
And, in the my-sister-fashion, she's stressing out. I've been looking all over the Internet for spells to help calm her anxiety level. I've found a couple spells online but I really, really need these to work. Does anyone know any spells like this that have actually worked?
I'm going to make her a necklace with sage from my garden to help her, but I would like to do a spell too.
Please help.
It's that time of year. LSAT time. Of course, I'm not taking the LSAT (Law School Admissions Test) as I'm only fifteen but my sister will be taking it for the first time just three days after her twenty-third birthday.
And, in the my-sister-fashion, she's stressing out. I've been looking all over the Internet for spells to help calm her anxiety level. I've found a couple spells online but I really, really need these to work. Does anyone know any spells like this that have actually worked?
I'm going to make her a necklace with sage from my garden to help her, but I would like to do a spell too.
Please help.
Sunday, May 23, 2010
Sterotypes
For people that hate stereotypes: If you think people should just shut up and stop, put this on your profile. (BOLD the ones you are.)
I'm SKINNY, so I MUST be anorexic.
I'm EMO, so I MUST cut my wrists.
I'm a GIRL, so I MUST be WEAK.
I'm a NEGRO so I MUST carry a gun.
I'm BLONDE, so I MUST be a ditz.
I'm JAMAICAN so I MUST smoke weed.
I'm HAITIAN so I MUST eat cat.
I'm ASIAN, so I MUST be sexy.
I'm JEWISH, so I MUST be greedy.
I'm GAY, so I MUST have AIDS.
I'm a LESBIAN, so I MUST have a sex-tape.
I'm ARAB, so I MUST be a terrorist.
I SPEAK MY MIND, so I MUST be a bitch.
I'm a GAY RIGHTS SUPPORTER, so I WILL go to hell.
I'm a CHRISTAN, so I MUST think gay people should go to hell.
I'm RELIGIOUS, so I MUST shove my beliefs down your throat.
I'm ATHEIST so I MUST hate the world.
I don't have a RELIGION, so I MUST be evil and have no morals.
I'm REPUBLICAN, so I MUST not care about poor people.
I'm DEMOCRAT, so I MUST not believe in being responsible.
I am LIBERAL, so I MUST be gay.
I'm SOUTHERN, so I MUST be white trash.
I TAKE (or used to take) ANTI-DEPRESSANTS, so I MUST be crazy.
I'm a GUY, so I MUST only want to get into your pants.
I'm IRISH, so I MUST have a bad drinking problem.
I'm INDIAN, so I MUST own a convenient store.
I'm NATIVE AMERICAN, so I MUST dance around a fire screaming like a savage.
I'm a CHEERLEADER, so I MUST be a whore.
I'm a DANCER, So I must be stupid, stuck up, and a whore.
I wear SKIRTS a lot, so I MUST be a slut.
I'm a PUNK, so I MUST do drugs.
I'm RICH, so I MUST be a conceited snob.
I WEAR BLACK, so I MUST be a goth or emo.
I'm a WHITE GIRL, so I MUST be a nagging, steal-your-money kind of girlfriend.
I'm CUBAN, so I MUST spend my spare time rolling cigars.
I'm NOT A VIRGIN, so I MUST be easy.
I FELL IN LOVE WITH A MARRIED MAN, so I MUST be a home-wrecking whore.
I'm a TEENAGE MOM, so I MUST be an irresponsible slut.
I'm POLISH, so I MUST wear my socks with my sandals.
I'm ITALIAN, so I must have a "big one".
I'm EGYPTIAN, so I must be a TERRORIST.
I'm PRETTY, so I MUST not be a virgin.
I HAVE STRAIGHT A'S, so I MUST have no social life.
I DYE MY HAIR CRAZY COLORS, so I MUST be looking for attention.
I DRESS IN UNUSUAL WAYS so I MUST be looking for attention.
I'm INTO THEATER & ART, so I MUST be a homosexual.
I'm a VEGETARIAN, so I MUST be a crazy political activist.
I HAVE A BUNCH OF GUY FRIENDS, so I MUST be fucking them all. (If you're a girl)
I HAVE A BUNCH OF GIRLS WHO ARE FRIENDS, so I MUST be a player. (If you're a guy)
I have Big BOOBS, so I MUST be a hoe.
I'm COLOMBIAN, so I MUST be a drug dealer.
I WEAR WHAT I WANT, so I MUST be a poser.
I'm RUSSIAN, so I MUST be cool and that’s how Russians roll.
I'm GERMAN, so I must be a Nazi.
I hang out with GAYS, so I must be GAY TOO.
I'm BRAZILIAN, so I MUST have a BIG BUTT.
I'm PUERTO RICAN, so I MUST look good and be conceited.
I'm SALVADORIAN, so I MUST be in MS 13.
I'm POLISH, so I MUST be greedy.
I'm PERUVIAN, so I MUST like llamas.
I'm HAWAIIAN so I MUST be lazy.
I'm a STONER so I MUST be going in the wrong direction.
I'm a VIRGIN so I MUST be prude.
I'm STRAIGHT EDGE so I must be violent.
I'm a FEMALE GAMER, so I MUST be ugly.. or crazy.
I'm BLACK so I MUST love fried chicken and kool-aid.
I'm a GIRL who actually EATS LUNCH, so I MUST be fat.
I'm SINGLE so I MUST be ugly.
I'm a SKATER so I must do weed and steal stuff.
I'm a PUNK so I must only wear black and date only other punks.
I’m ASIAN so I must be a NERD that does HOMEWORK 24/7.
I'm CHRISTIAN so I MUST hate homosexuals.
I'm MIXED so I must be screwed up.
I'm a FEMALE, so I MUST not SWEAR.
I'm MUSLIM so I MUST be a terrorist.
I'm in BAND, so I MUST be a dork.
I'm BLACK so I MUST believe JESUS WUZ A BROTHA.
I'm MORMON so I MUST be perfect.
I'm WHITE and have black friends so I MUST think I'm black.
I'm GOTH so I MUST worship the devil.
I'm HISPANIC, so I MUST be dirty.
I'm NOT LIKE EVERYONE ELSE, so I MUST be a loser.
I'm OVERWEIGHT, so I MUST have a problem with self control.
I'm PREPPY, so I MUST shun those who don't wear Abercrombie & Hollister.
I'm on a DANCE team, so I must be stupid, stuck up, and a whore.
I'm YOUNG, so I MUST be naive.
I'm MEXICAN, so I MUST have hopped the border.
I'm BLACK, so I MUST love watermelon.
I'm BI, so I MUST think every person I see is hot.
I'm an ASIAN GUY, so I MUST have a small penis.
I'm a GUY CHEERLEADER, so I MUST be gay.
I'm a PREP, so I MUST be rich.
I don't like the SUN so I MUST be an albino.
I have a lot of FRIENDS, so I MUST love to drink and party.
I wear tight PANTS and I'm a guy, so I MUST be emo.
I couldn't hurt a FLY, So I MUST be a pussy.
I support GAY RIGHTS, so I MUST fit in with everyone.
I hang out with teenage drinkers and smokers, so I MUST smoke and drink too.
I have ARTISTIC TALENT, so I MUST think little of those who don't.
I don't like to be in a BIG GROUP, so I MUST be anti-social.
I have a DIFFERENT sense of HUMOR, so I MUST be crazy.
I tell people OFF, so I MUST be an over controlling bitch.
My hair gets GREASY a lot, so I MUST have no hygiene skills.
I'm DEFENSIVE, so I MUST be over controlling and a bitch.
I'm a NUDIST, so I MUST want everyone to see my boobs.
I read Comics, so I MUST be a loser.
I hang out with a FORMER PROSTITUTE, so I MUST be a whore myself.
I'm TEXAN so I MUST ride a horse.
I’m a GOTH, so I MUST be a Satanist.
I’m a CROSSDRESSER, so I must be homosexual.
I draw ANIME so I MUST be a freak.
I am a FANGIRL so I MUST be a crazy, obsessed stalker.
I WATCH PORN so I MUST be perverted.
I'm an ONLY CHILD so I MUST be spoiled.
I'm INTELLIGENT so I MUST be weak.
I am AMERICAN so I MUST be obese, loud-mouthed and arrogant.
I'm WELSH so I MUST love sheep.
I’m a YOUNG WRITER, so I MUST be emo.
I’m CANADIAN, so I MUST talk with a funny accent.
I'm a GUY, so I MUST ditch my pregnant girlfriend.
I'm CANADIAN, so I MUST love hockey and beavers.
I'm DISABLED, so I MUST be on Welfare.
I'm a FEMINIST, so I MUST have a problem with sexuality and I want to castrate every man on the earth.
I'm a TEENAGER, so I MUST have a STEREOTYPE.
I WEAR A BIG SUNHAT when I go outside, so I MUST be stupid.
I like BLOOD, so I must be a VAMPIRE.
I'm an ALBINO, so I MUST be an evil person with mental abilities and A MURDERER.
I'm ENGLISH, so I MUST speak with either a cockney or a posh accent, love tea and cricket, and have bad teeth.
I’m WHITE, so I MUST be responsible for everything going wrong on the planet: past, present, and future.
I don't like YAOI or YURI, so I must be a HOMOPHOBE.
I’m not the most POPULAR person in school, so I MUST be a loser.
I care about the ENVIRONMENT, so I MUST be a tree hugging hippie.
I have a FAN CHARACTER, so I MUST be an annoying Mary-sue.
I CHAT I MUST be having cyber sex.
I'm PAGAN so I MUST sacrifice babies and drink the blood of virgins.
I'm PAGAN so I MUST worship Satan.
I'm CONSERVATIVE, so I MUST be against Abortion.
I'm SWEDISH so I MUST be a tall blond blue-eyed lesbian.
I'm a LESBIAN so I MUST want to get with every single girl that I see.
I like CARTOONS, so I MUST be IRRESPONSIBLE.
I like READING, so I MUST be a LONER.
I have my OWN spiritual ideology; therefore I MUST be WRONG or MISGUIDED.
I am WICCAN, so I MUST be a SATANIST.
I DISAGREE with my government, so I MUST be a TERRORIST.
I am a WITCH, so I MUST be and OLD HAG and fly on a broomstick.
I love YAOI, so I MUST be GAY.
I'm a PERSON, so I MUST be LABELED.
I DON'T CURSE, so I MUST be an outcast.
I like GAMES, ANIME and COMICS, so I MUST be childish.
I'm SWEDISH, therefore I MUST be WHITE.
I SPOT GRAMMATICAL ERRORS, so I MUST be a pedantic bastard
I'm GOTHIC, so I MUST be mean.
I’m STRONG so I MUST be stupid.
I'm Australian so I MUST hunt crocodiles and talk to kangaroos.
I go to RENFAIRES, so I MUST talk weird, be a loser, and not be up with the times.
I’m GAY so I’m after EVERY straight guy around.
I don’t want a BOYFRIEND so I MUST be Lesbian.
I'm NOT CHRISTIAN so I MUST just need converting.
I like marching band, so I MUST be a friendless freak.
I DRINK and SMOKE, so I MUST have no life.
I am friends with a CUTTER, so I MUST be a CUTTER too.
I cry easily, so I MUST be a wimp.
I can't help pointing out mistakes so I MUST be an over-controlling perfectionist.
I'm a PERFECTIONIST so I MUST check everything ten times, then burst into tears at one mistake.
I DON'T LIKE to talk about my personal life so I MUST be having problems.
I'm SKINNY, so I MUST be anorexic.
I'm EMO, so I MUST cut my wrists.
I'm a GIRL, so I MUST be WEAK.
I'm a NEGRO so I MUST carry a gun.
I'm BLONDE, so I MUST be a ditz.
I'm JAMAICAN so I MUST smoke weed.
I'm HAITIAN so I MUST eat cat.
I'm ASIAN, so I MUST be sexy.
I'm JEWISH, so I MUST be greedy.
I'm GAY, so I MUST have AIDS.
I'm a LESBIAN, so I MUST have a sex-tape.
I'm ARAB, so I MUST be a terrorist.
I SPEAK MY MIND, so I MUST be a bitch.
I'm a GAY RIGHTS SUPPORTER, so I WILL go to hell.
I'm a CHRISTAN, so I MUST think gay people should go to hell.
I'm RELIGIOUS, so I MUST shove my beliefs down your throat.
I'm ATHEIST so I MUST hate the world.
I don't have a RELIGION, so I MUST be evil and have no morals.
I'm REPUBLICAN, so I MUST not care about poor people.
I'm DEMOCRAT, so I MUST not believe in being responsible.
I am LIBERAL, so I MUST be gay.
I'm SOUTHERN, so I MUST be white trash.
I TAKE (or used to take) ANTI-DEPRESSANTS, so I MUST be crazy.
I'm a GUY, so I MUST only want to get into your pants.
I'm IRISH, so I MUST have a bad drinking problem.
I'm INDIAN, so I MUST own a convenient store.
I'm NATIVE AMERICAN, so I MUST dance around a fire screaming like a savage.
I'm a CHEERLEADER, so I MUST be a whore.
I'm a DANCER, So I must be stupid, stuck up, and a whore.
I wear SKIRTS a lot, so I MUST be a slut.
I'm a PUNK, so I MUST do drugs.
I'm RICH, so I MUST be a conceited snob.
I WEAR BLACK, so I MUST be a goth or emo.
I'm a WHITE GIRL, so I MUST be a nagging, steal-your-money kind of girlfriend.
I'm CUBAN, so I MUST spend my spare time rolling cigars.
I'm NOT A VIRGIN, so I MUST be easy.
I FELL IN LOVE WITH A MARRIED MAN, so I MUST be a home-wrecking whore.
I'm a TEENAGE MOM, so I MUST be an irresponsible slut.
I'm POLISH, so I MUST wear my socks with my sandals.
I'm ITALIAN, so I must have a "big one".
I'm EGYPTIAN, so I must be a TERRORIST.
I'm PRETTY, so I MUST not be a virgin.
I HAVE STRAIGHT A'S, so I MUST have no social life.
I DYE MY HAIR CRAZY COLORS, so I MUST be looking for attention.
I DRESS IN UNUSUAL WAYS so I MUST be looking for attention.
I'm INTO THEATER & ART, so I MUST be a homosexual.
I'm a VEGETARIAN, so I MUST be a crazy political activist.
I HAVE A BUNCH OF GUY FRIENDS, so I MUST be fucking them all. (If you're a girl)
I HAVE A BUNCH OF GIRLS WHO ARE FRIENDS, so I MUST be a player. (If you're a guy)
I have Big BOOBS, so I MUST be a hoe.
I'm COLOMBIAN, so I MUST be a drug dealer.
I WEAR WHAT I WANT, so I MUST be a poser.
I'm RUSSIAN, so I MUST be cool and that’s how Russians roll.
I'm GERMAN, so I must be a Nazi.
I hang out with GAYS, so I must be GAY TOO.
I'm BRAZILIAN, so I MUST have a BIG BUTT.
I'm PUERTO RICAN, so I MUST look good and be conceited.
I'm SALVADORIAN, so I MUST be in MS 13.
I'm POLISH, so I MUST be greedy.
I'm PERUVIAN, so I MUST like llamas.
I'm HAWAIIAN so I MUST be lazy.
I'm a STONER so I MUST be going in the wrong direction.
I'm a VIRGIN so I MUST be prude.
I'm STRAIGHT EDGE so I must be violent.
I'm a FEMALE GAMER, so I MUST be ugly.. or crazy.
I'm BLACK so I MUST love fried chicken and kool-aid.
I'm a GIRL who actually EATS LUNCH, so I MUST be fat.
I'm SINGLE so I MUST be ugly.
I'm a SKATER so I must do weed and steal stuff.
I'm a PUNK so I must only wear black and date only other punks.
I’m ASIAN so I must be a NERD that does HOMEWORK 24/7.
I'm CHRISTIAN so I MUST hate homosexuals.
I'm MIXED so I must be screwed up.
I'm a FEMALE, so I MUST not SWEAR.
I'm MUSLIM so I MUST be a terrorist.
I'm in BAND, so I MUST be a dork.
I'm BLACK so I MUST believe JESUS WUZ A BROTHA.
I'm MORMON so I MUST be perfect.
I'm WHITE and have black friends so I MUST think I'm black.
I'm GOTH so I MUST worship the devil.
I'm HISPANIC, so I MUST be dirty.
I'm NOT LIKE EVERYONE ELSE, so I MUST be a loser.
I'm OVERWEIGHT, so I MUST have a problem with self control.
I'm PREPPY, so I MUST shun those who don't wear Abercrombie & Hollister.
I'm on a DANCE team, so I must be stupid, stuck up, and a whore.
I'm YOUNG, so I MUST be naive.
I'm MEXICAN, so I MUST have hopped the border.
I'm BLACK, so I MUST love watermelon.
I'm BI, so I MUST think every person I see is hot.
I'm an ASIAN GUY, so I MUST have a small penis.
I'm a GUY CHEERLEADER, so I MUST be gay.
I'm a PREP, so I MUST be rich.
I don't like the SUN so I MUST be an albino.
I have a lot of FRIENDS, so I MUST love to drink and party.
I wear tight PANTS and I'm a guy, so I MUST be emo.
I couldn't hurt a FLY, So I MUST be a pussy.
I support GAY RIGHTS, so I MUST fit in with everyone.
I hang out with teenage drinkers and smokers, so I MUST smoke and drink too.
I have ARTISTIC TALENT, so I MUST think little of those who don't.
I don't like to be in a BIG GROUP, so I MUST be anti-social.
I have a DIFFERENT sense of HUMOR, so I MUST be crazy.
I tell people OFF, so I MUST be an over controlling bitch.
My hair gets GREASY a lot, so I MUST have no hygiene skills.
I'm DEFENSIVE, so I MUST be over controlling and a bitch.
I'm a NUDIST, so I MUST want everyone to see my boobs.
I read Comics, so I MUST be a loser.
I hang out with a FORMER PROSTITUTE, so I MUST be a whore myself.
I'm TEXAN so I MUST ride a horse.
I’m a GOTH, so I MUST be a Satanist.
I’m a CROSSDRESSER, so I must be homosexual.
I draw ANIME so I MUST be a freak.
I am a FANGIRL so I MUST be a crazy, obsessed stalker.
I WATCH PORN so I MUST be perverted.
I'm an ONLY CHILD so I MUST be spoiled.
I'm INTELLIGENT so I MUST be weak.
I am AMERICAN so I MUST be obese, loud-mouthed and arrogant.
I'm WELSH so I MUST love sheep.
I’m a YOUNG WRITER, so I MUST be emo.
I’m CANADIAN, so I MUST talk with a funny accent.
I'm a GUY, so I MUST ditch my pregnant girlfriend.
I'm CANADIAN, so I MUST love hockey and beavers.
I'm DISABLED, so I MUST be on Welfare.
I'm a FEMINIST, so I MUST have a problem with sexuality and I want to castrate every man on the earth.
I'm a TEENAGER, so I MUST have a STEREOTYPE.
I WEAR A BIG SUNHAT when I go outside, so I MUST be stupid.
I like BLOOD, so I must be a VAMPIRE.
I'm an ALBINO, so I MUST be an evil person with mental abilities and A MURDERER.
I'm ENGLISH, so I MUST speak with either a cockney or a posh accent, love tea and cricket, and have bad teeth.
I’m WHITE, so I MUST be responsible for everything going wrong on the planet: past, present, and future.
I don't like YAOI or YURI, so I must be a HOMOPHOBE.
I’m not the most POPULAR person in school, so I MUST be a loser.
I care about the ENVIRONMENT, so I MUST be a tree hugging hippie.
I have a FAN CHARACTER, so I MUST be an annoying Mary-sue.
I CHAT I MUST be having cyber sex.
I'm PAGAN so I MUST sacrifice babies and drink the blood of virgins.
I'm PAGAN so I MUST worship Satan.
I'm CONSERVATIVE, so I MUST be against Abortion.
I'm SWEDISH so I MUST be a tall blond blue-eyed lesbian.
I'm a LESBIAN so I MUST want to get with every single girl that I see.
I like CARTOONS, so I MUST be IRRESPONSIBLE.
I like READING, so I MUST be a LONER.
I have my OWN spiritual ideology; therefore I MUST be WRONG or MISGUIDED.
I am WICCAN, so I MUST be a SATANIST.
I DISAGREE with my government, so I MUST be a TERRORIST.
I am a WITCH, so I MUST be and OLD HAG and fly on a broomstick.
I love YAOI, so I MUST be GAY.
I'm a PERSON, so I MUST be LABELED.
I DON'T CURSE, so I MUST be an outcast.
I like GAMES, ANIME and COMICS, so I MUST be childish.
I'm SWEDISH, therefore I MUST be WHITE.
I SPOT GRAMMATICAL ERRORS, so I MUST be a pedantic bastard
I'm GOTHIC, so I MUST be mean.
I’m STRONG so I MUST be stupid.
I'm Australian so I MUST hunt crocodiles and talk to kangaroos.
I go to RENFAIRES, so I MUST talk weird, be a loser, and not be up with the times.
I’m GAY so I’m after EVERY straight guy around.
I don’t want a BOYFRIEND so I MUST be Lesbian.
I'm NOT CHRISTIAN so I MUST just need converting.
I like marching band, so I MUST be a friendless freak.
I DRINK and SMOKE, so I MUST have no life.
I am friends with a CUTTER, so I MUST be a CUTTER too.
I cry easily, so I MUST be a wimp.
I can't help pointing out mistakes so I MUST be an over-controlling perfectionist.
I'm a PERFECTIONIST so I MUST check everything ten times, then burst into tears at one mistake.
I DON'T LIKE to talk about my personal life so I MUST be having problems.
Monday, May 17, 2010
Of Seddie, Zombies, and Carmel (California)
Hey readers!
Sorry I haven't posted in a while! I've been busy with school work, writing, going on a short vacation with my sister and mom and my new addiction: seddie.
To start off this post I have to explain that I have very addictive behavior. That's why when I was ten I ate three gallons of strawberry icecream a week for an entire summer. Ever since I discovered fanfiction from HarryPotterFanFiction.com, I've become obsessed with fanfiction, going on fanfiction.net almost daily to check for good new stories. This has been going on for four years or so. And I've been writing it for about two years.
Because I love romance stories and dark, angst driven ones, I've been going on "ship" (relationship in fanfic lingo) bandwagons. So far I've experimented in reading and writing in various Harry Potter ships, Dasey (aka Derek and Casey in "Life with Derek"), Shules (Shawn and Jules in "Psych") and Numbuh 3 and Numbuh 4 in "Codename: Kids Next Door".
I've been reading much more than just those ships but those are my main ones. Now, I have added a new ship to obsess over: Seddie (Sam and Freddie in iCarly). I know iCarly is really childish, but I can't stay away. It caught the tail end of my Nickelodeon days and stuck with me. I love the idea of a romantic relationship building on the base of "frenemies" (friends but yet still enemies).
So I've been addicted to reading fanfiction about that ship. So there's an excuse.
Another is for my mother's fiftieth birthday, my sister took her and myself to Carmel. Carmel in a small town by the beach in California. I had a wonderful time with my mom and sister. We went looking in the shops, they went wine tasting while I stood there eating all the cheese off the bar, and ate amazing breakfast burritos. If you go to Carmel, I suggest Katy's Place for breakfast. It has a great menu about three pages long filled with breakfast choices!
Now, I must give a big thank you to Zombie Grrrl of Crackin' Spines and Takin' Names. After all the contests I've entered I finally got chosen! I'm the second winner of her blogoversary contest! Happy Blogoversary Zombie Grrrl!
And, as you may or may not have discussed earlier, I have been working on a book with a protagonist named Zombie. I'm excited to write this. It's about a girl, called Zombie, who lives in a society of runaway teens under the leadership of Banshee, a twenty-something year old. Everyone has their own fantasy names, like Fairy, Phoenix and Dragon. Zombie's the only one who has no clue what her name was, what she ran away from or if she even ran away at all.
Does that sound interesting to you? I've been adding things to try to make it better. That's not the only storyline at play there.
So I'm feeling pretty good. How are you?
Sorry I haven't posted in a while! I've been busy with school work, writing, going on a short vacation with my sister and mom and my new addiction: seddie.
To start off this post I have to explain that I have very addictive behavior. That's why when I was ten I ate three gallons of strawberry icecream a week for an entire summer. Ever since I discovered fanfiction from HarryPotterFanFiction.com, I've become obsessed with fanfiction, going on fanfiction.net almost daily to check for good new stories. This has been going on for four years or so. And I've been writing it for about two years.
Because I love romance stories and dark, angst driven ones, I've been going on "ship" (relationship in fanfic lingo) bandwagons. So far I've experimented in reading and writing in various Harry Potter ships, Dasey (aka Derek and Casey in "Life with Derek"), Shules (Shawn and Jules in "Psych") and Numbuh 3 and Numbuh 4 in "Codename: Kids Next Door".
I've been reading much more than just those ships but those are my main ones. Now, I have added a new ship to obsess over: Seddie (Sam and Freddie in iCarly). I know iCarly is really childish, but I can't stay away. It caught the tail end of my Nickelodeon days and stuck with me. I love the idea of a romantic relationship building on the base of "frenemies" (friends but yet still enemies).
So I've been addicted to reading fanfiction about that ship. So there's an excuse.
Another is for my mother's fiftieth birthday, my sister took her and myself to Carmel. Carmel in a small town by the beach in California. I had a wonderful time with my mom and sister. We went looking in the shops, they went wine tasting while I stood there eating all the cheese off the bar, and ate amazing breakfast burritos. If you go to Carmel, I suggest Katy's Place for breakfast. It has a great menu about three pages long filled with breakfast choices!
Now, I must give a big thank you to Zombie Grrrl of Crackin' Spines and Takin' Names. After all the contests I've entered I finally got chosen! I'm the second winner of her blogoversary contest! Happy Blogoversary Zombie Grrrl!
And, as you may or may not have discussed earlier, I have been working on a book with a protagonist named Zombie. I'm excited to write this. It's about a girl, called Zombie, who lives in a society of runaway teens under the leadership of Banshee, a twenty-something year old. Everyone has their own fantasy names, like Fairy, Phoenix and Dragon. Zombie's the only one who has no clue what her name was, what she ran away from or if she even ran away at all.
Does that sound interesting to you? I've been adding things to try to make it better. That's not the only storyline at play there.
So I'm feeling pretty good. How are you?
Saturday, May 8, 2010
Making Recycled Paper
Hello reader,
On Thursday I learned how to make your own paper in Biology class (yes I do independent study but I go to a Biology class once a week). I figured I would share this technique to those of you who are crafty and would like to do this.
Needed:
Scraps of white paper
Colored paper (optional)
Water
A blender
Two small screens
A towel
An iron
The first step is to get some wet, torn up paper (usually white) and you can add torn colored paper to add some "pizazz" to it. I chose to add mostly blue construction paper with it and some green.
You then put it in a blender and add some water to it. Keep blending it until it gets really mushy. You may have to stop the blender a few times and mix it around because the paper usually gets stuck during the blending process. Usually "pulse" is the best setting to use.
Once you do that, you take it all out of the blender and spread it between two screens. Press some newspaper or any type of paper to get the water out. After most of the water is out, take a towel, put it over your concoction (of course without the newspaper you used to dry it with) and press an iron down repeatedly on it until it is warm and dry. Peel it off the screen and then set it in the sun for a few hours.
And there you have your recycled paper! You can make your own cards with it and where I live if you sell this, it can get pretty expensive. So now you can make your own!
Here's a picture of how my paper turned out:
Tuesday, May 4, 2010
100 Things That Make Me Happy
This list was one of my 101 things to do in 1001 days. I'm glad that I did it. I was very fun.
100 Things that Make Me Happy
1. Cute dogs
2. Triple chocolate chip cookies
3. Finishing a story
4. Making my mom smile
5. Getting a good idea for a story
6. Pretty black dresses
7. Listening to my boyfriend say “I love you”
8. Classics
9. Babies
10. Baby clothes
11. Good reviews
12. Helpful comments
13. Glowing candles
14. Tender family moments
15. 49ers winning a game
16. Getting together with my friends
17. Reading a good book
18. Juice Squeeze
19. Dancing at the Moose with my mom and her friends
20. Hot showers
21. Studying history
22. Antique shopping
23. Going to festivals and fairs
24. Hardworking people
25. Psych the TV show
26. Finishing schoolwork
27. Ghost stories
28. Children playing and laughing
29. Beautiful photographs
30. Halloween decorations
31. The smells of baking
32. Laughing out loud
33. Traveling
34. Exploring an old small country town
35. Swimming in the Trinity River
36. Seeing someone succeed through hard work
37. The first day of summer vacation
38. Making lists
39. Live music
40. Writing a good letter
41. The “bookstore smell”
42. Cuddling
43. Listening to inspirational songs
44. The shaky feeling after running two miles
45. Watching live musicals
46. Pretty notebooks
47. The strong smell of vanilla
48. Old photos of relatives
49. Thrift shopping
50. Freedom of speech
51. Stained glass windows
52. Blogging
53. My cloak
54. Going out to ice cream with someone
55. Classical rock music
56. Tolerance
57. Castles
58. Gooey, fresh, warm brownies
59. Staying home and watching thunderstorms
60. Helping someone
61. Dark pretty dolls
62. People thinking I’m weird
63. Pens
64. Being told I look pretty by someone other than a relative
65. Irish accents
66. Roller derby
67. Reminiscing with my mom or an old friend
68. Swinging on swings
69. Happy fantasy worlds
70. Fresh fruit
71. A good non-gory scary movie
72. Harry Potter
73. Thinking of my future and talking with my boyfriend about it
74. Seeing an amazing trailer
75. Waking up in the morning to find a new text message
76. Foreign language scary movies with subtitles
77. Studying mythology and legends
78. Black lipstick
79. The smell of my pillow on a hot day while camping
80. Winning a debate
81. Stargazing at the ranch with my momma
82. Taylor Swift
83. Beautiful tattoos (normally with fairies in them)
84. Tarot cards and other occult practices
85. Stories of witches
86. Picking out plants/herbs/flowers
87. Stories concerning zombies
88. Haters who show respect
89. Gothic dresses
90. Pentagrams
91. Victorian style houses
92. Creating a good character name
93. Vitamin String Quartet music
94. YA book bloggers who help me figure out what to read next
95. Pretty fonts
96. Mexican food
97. Cheeseburgers
98. Spaghetti
99. Delilah and Jasper’s dances when they are excited
100. When my mom enjoys something that I wrote
100 Things that Make Me Happy
1. Cute dogs
2. Triple chocolate chip cookies
3. Finishing a story
4. Making my mom smile
5. Getting a good idea for a story
6. Pretty black dresses
7. Listening to my boyfriend say “I love you”
8. Classics
9. Babies
10. Baby clothes
11. Good reviews
12. Helpful comments
13. Glowing candles
14. Tender family moments
15. 49ers winning a game
16. Getting together with my friends
17. Reading a good book
18. Juice Squeeze
19. Dancing at the Moose with my mom and her friends
20. Hot showers
21. Studying history
22. Antique shopping
23. Going to festivals and fairs
24. Hardworking people
25. Psych the TV show
26. Finishing schoolwork
27. Ghost stories
28. Children playing and laughing
29. Beautiful photographs
30. Halloween decorations
31. The smells of baking
32. Laughing out loud
33. Traveling
34. Exploring an old small country town
35. Swimming in the Trinity River
36. Seeing someone succeed through hard work
37. The first day of summer vacation
38. Making lists
39. Live music
40. Writing a good letter
41. The “bookstore smell”
42. Cuddling
43. Listening to inspirational songs
44. The shaky feeling after running two miles
45. Watching live musicals
46. Pretty notebooks
47. The strong smell of vanilla
48. Old photos of relatives
49. Thrift shopping
50. Freedom of speech
51. Stained glass windows
52. Blogging
53. My cloak
54. Going out to ice cream with someone
55. Classical rock music
56. Tolerance
57. Castles
58. Gooey, fresh, warm brownies
59. Staying home and watching thunderstorms
60. Helping someone
61. Dark pretty dolls
62. People thinking I’m weird
63. Pens
64. Being told I look pretty by someone other than a relative
65. Irish accents
66. Roller derby
67. Reminiscing with my mom or an old friend
68. Swinging on swings
69. Happy fantasy worlds
70. Fresh fruit
71. A good non-gory scary movie
72. Harry Potter
73. Thinking of my future and talking with my boyfriend about it
74. Seeing an amazing trailer
75. Waking up in the morning to find a new text message
76. Foreign language scary movies with subtitles
77. Studying mythology and legends
78. Black lipstick
79. The smell of my pillow on a hot day while camping
80. Winning a debate
81. Stargazing at the ranch with my momma
82. Taylor Swift
83. Beautiful tattoos (normally with fairies in them)
84. Tarot cards and other occult practices
85. Stories of witches
86. Picking out plants/herbs/flowers
87. Stories concerning zombies
88. Haters who show respect
89. Gothic dresses
90. Pentagrams
91. Victorian style houses
92. Creating a good character name
93. Vitamin String Quartet music
94. YA book bloggers who help me figure out what to read next
95. Pretty fonts
96. Mexican food
97. Cheeseburgers
98. Spaghetti
99. Delilah and Jasper’s dances when they are excited
100. When my mom enjoys something that I wrote
Monday, May 3, 2010
Ridding the World of Weeds
After getting my school assignments for the next week, I went to Orchard Supply Hardware (OSH) with my grandma to get soil and dog-friendly snail killer for her garden. I told her about my plans for the herb garden in my backyard and she bought me three new herbs along with the rosemary, oregano and thyme that my mom and sister gave me yesterday. I now have those plus lemon balm, dill and chives. My sister loves dill and chives so she will be excited when she gets home.
Before I can plant my herbs, I have to put some better soil on the hill and before that, I have to eliminate the weeds on said hill. So, wearing my mother's yard work gloves, I got on my knees and pulled the weeds.
It must have taken three or four hours combined with the efforts I did yesterday. There were a lot of weeds. Now I can't wait to plant my herbs and take care of them! Since I'm not doing regular school anymore, this garden will keep me from not being lazy.
I really want to get some ginger root to plant and maybe a cinnamon tree. Does anyone know if I can purchase some at OSH or Home Depot? My grandma says that she will let me take some of her mint to put in my garden.
I can't wait to have everything planted! Also, I can't wait until I marry a rich man or am a wealthy writer or whatever then I will have all the time in the world to tend not only a herb garden but a vegetable garden too and write my stories. Haha.
Before I can plant my herbs, I have to put some better soil on the hill and before that, I have to eliminate the weeds on said hill. So, wearing my mother's yard work gloves, I got on my knees and pulled the weeds.
It must have taken three or four hours combined with the efforts I did yesterday. There were a lot of weeds. Now I can't wait to plant my herbs and take care of them! Since I'm not doing regular school anymore, this garden will keep me from not being lazy.
I really want to get some ginger root to plant and maybe a cinnamon tree. Does anyone know if I can purchase some at OSH or Home Depot? My grandma says that she will let me take some of her mint to put in my garden.
I can't wait to have everything planted! Also, I can't wait until I marry a rich man or am a wealthy writer or whatever then I will have all the time in the world to tend not only a herb garden but a vegetable garden too and write my stories. Haha.
Saturday, May 1, 2010
Movie Review: Pan's Labyrinth
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Ofelia loves fairy tales, her mother and her unborn brother. She, however, does not like her new stepfather who is the captain that hunts down the resistance left over from the Spanish Civil War five years earlier. Ofelia's mother grows ill from the baby and there are many complications involving the pregnancy. While worrying, she meets several magical creatures including a faun who believes her to be the lost princess Moanna. He gives her three tasks so that she may return to her father's realm. Warning: this film is in Spanish.
Thank the goddess for subtitles because or else I would have no idea what was going on. True, I was in Spanish 2 but, a Spanish film is difficult to follow if you can't understand most of the words. While reading the subtitles, I was immersed in the story. I loved the idea of Pan and the secret world and the missing princess.
The make-up and special effects were amazing. I loved the faun's costume. Did anyone else know that the man who played the faun had no idea how to speak Spanish before getting this role? He did an awesome job.
I felt so passionate for the movie that I was ranting to my mom that I just wanted her stepfather to die. I hoped that he died at the end of the movie. It takes a really great film for me to get passionate about it and wish one of the characters dead.
I loved this movie and if you're into foreign films and reading subtitles along with a mythical movie plot this is the movie for you.
P.S. I thought the girl who played Ofelia was very well-casted. She played such a cute and caring character.
I'd give this movie an A in my opinion.
Maybe I'll come up with some rating system for this blog like I have in The Witch Reads.
Thursday, April 29, 2010
Cleaning and Cooking Abalone
Today was my mother's 5oth birthday. As a big surprise, my sister ordered really expensive abalone, her favorite food that she hasn't had in years. For seventy bucks, you'd think that they would at least clean the things for us or maybe take them out of their shells?
And I was BEAST!! I grabbed those organs and I took them off the meat and I scrubbed the black stuff off of them. But it took a LONG time and we barely got any meat. My sister was totally ripped off. She may have a sensitive stomach but she certainly does not have a sensitive mouth. She will be contacting the supplier. Here comes Hurricane Megan!
But mom loved them anyway. We were afraid to cook them because they were so small and delicate so we waited for her to get home to do it. She was so surprised. She thought we were just going to take her to Applebee's.
She said it was her best birthday ever! I also made her favorite dessert: pineapple upside-down cake. It was my first time making it and she said I did perfect on it! I'm so happy. It was so cute too because we got balloons and a "Happy Birthday" streamer.
Here's pictures:
Wrong!
Here's a picture of the cute little things as we got them. They had just died an hour ago. (At least we knew they were fresh).
And they were so freaking small!
It was my job to be the beast and take the organs and gooey stuff out because my sister has problem with organs and bodily fluids of sea snails.
And I was BEAST!! I grabbed those organs and I took them off the meat and I scrubbed the black stuff off of them. But it took a LONG time and we barely got any meat. My sister was totally ripped off. She may have a sensitive stomach but she certainly does not have a sensitive mouth. She will be contacting the supplier. Here comes Hurricane Megan!
But mom loved them anyway. We were afraid to cook them because they were so small and delicate so we waited for her to get home to do it. She was so surprised. She thought we were just going to take her to Applebee's.
She said it was her best birthday ever! I also made her favorite dessert: pineapple upside-down cake. It was my first time making it and she said I did perfect on it! I'm so happy. It was so cute too because we got balloons and a "Happy Birthday" streamer.
Here's pictures:
Before cleaning, after cleaning and the cake.
Monday, April 26, 2010
Didn't I Learn These Words in 3rd Grade?
Hey reader,
Today, after three weeks of not going to school, I started independent study. I got my work from my teacher, let's just call him Mr..... Pat! Mister Pat. He was explaining my English work and I almost laughed out loud when I saw the vocabulary words: hunk, scarves, huddled, igloo, mumbled. Wow. If you're in tenth grade and you don't know what an igloo or scarf is, you should really be ashamed of yourself. And so should the school district who let you pass through all these years.
I just really hope I get into Middle College high school. That's where one of my oldest friends goes and it's perfect for me since it isn't a religious school and is for the most part non-violent. I missed the application date but we have the district manager on our side trying to pull a few strings for us.
For now I shall do all my work at independent study and try to finish up my credits for the year. Lucky for me, I'll have time to work on my books. Maybe I'll be able to finish my first book by the middle or end of summer.
See you later. I think later on I'll post an essay that I wrote that I am particularly proud of.
Today, after three weeks of not going to school, I started independent study. I got my work from my teacher, let's just call him Mr..... Pat! Mister Pat. He was explaining my English work and I almost laughed out loud when I saw the vocabulary words: hunk, scarves, huddled, igloo, mumbled. Wow. If you're in tenth grade and you don't know what an igloo or scarf is, you should really be ashamed of yourself. And so should the school district who let you pass through all these years.
I just really hope I get into Middle College high school. That's where one of my oldest friends goes and it's perfect for me since it isn't a religious school and is for the most part non-violent. I missed the application date but we have the district manager on our side trying to pull a few strings for us.
For now I shall do all my work at independent study and try to finish up my credits for the year. Lucky for me, I'll have time to work on my books. Maybe I'll be able to finish my first book by the middle or end of summer.
See you later. I think later on I'll post an essay that I wrote that I am particularly proud of.
Saturday, April 24, 2010
Writer's Block Sucks... and so do vampires.
Ugh! Ever since I read the first few chapters of Hooked by Les Edgerton, explaining to me how crucial the first chapter, scene, paragraph and line are I can't write! I've rewritten the opening scene for the Green-Blooded Myths series's first novel four times the past day (of course if you were counting the past three years, that number would be around ninety-two or more).
Of course I already knew that but this book just reinforced it. So I don't even know how to start off the series now. What should be the opening scene? Should Junior (my protagonist) be taking the Shiletel Test, an exam of the Shiletel Laws that she must pass before she can legally use her powers? Should she meet Lem in the first scene? Should it be her going to school with her cousins Beth and Benjy? Ugh!
And I bet you have no idea what I'm talking (or writing) about. But... what would you like to see the first scene? Please comment if you have any ideas!
Now on to the second part of the title. I'm sick of vampires. I just got done reading the second book of the Vladimir Tod series and, even though the first book was decent, this one sucked. Literally. I'm sick of every time I bring a book to a family function one of my older uncles thinks I'm reading Twilight.
I'm sick of vampires falling in love with their dinner basically. So, even though I love the paranormal, after I finish up (and yes no matter how awful the last book was I will) the Vladimir Tod series books that I already have I'm going to be staying away from vampires for a while.
This is why I created my own creatures for my books: Shiletels (Shy-ah-tells). So none of my readers can get sick of them too much because there aren't any other books about them.
Blessed be and if you would like to check out my review of Ninth Grade Slays by Heather Brewer, just go to my other blog, The Witch Reads. The badge leading to the blog is on my sidebar.
Of course I already knew that but this book just reinforced it. So I don't even know how to start off the series now. What should be the opening scene? Should Junior (my protagonist) be taking the Shiletel Test, an exam of the Shiletel Laws that she must pass before she can legally use her powers? Should she meet Lem in the first scene? Should it be her going to school with her cousins Beth and Benjy? Ugh!
And I bet you have no idea what I'm talking (or writing) about. But... what would you like to see the first scene? Please comment if you have any ideas!
Now on to the second part of the title. I'm sick of vampires. I just got done reading the second book of the Vladimir Tod series and, even though the first book was decent, this one sucked. Literally. I'm sick of every time I bring a book to a family function one of my older uncles thinks I'm reading Twilight.
I'm sick of vampires falling in love with their dinner basically. So, even though I love the paranormal, after I finish up (and yes no matter how awful the last book was I will) the Vladimir Tod series books that I already have I'm going to be staying away from vampires for a while.
This is why I created my own creatures for my books: Shiletels (Shy-ah-tells). So none of my readers can get sick of them too much because there aren't any other books about them.
Blessed be and if you would like to check out my review of Ninth Grade Slays by Heather Brewer, just go to my other blog, The Witch Reads. The badge leading to the blog is on my sidebar.
Friday, April 23, 2010
I Couldn't Stay Away
It's true. I just could not stay away from blogging. As soon as I officially discontinued The Pentagram Diaries, I got taken out of school to be put in independent study to finish out the year. Two weeks of staying home with nothing to do but gaze onto the computer screen at other people's awesome blogs.
So now, I am opening The Flying Muskrat. I hope I'll get much better feedback on this site then on my previous one and I hope that I'll find much more stuff to talk about. I cancelled The Pentagram Diaries because it seemed that I didn't have much to discuss. But I just can't stay away from blogging.
For those of you who have never read The Pentagram Diaries, this is a fresh start for me in the blogging world. I am a gothic Wiccan teenager who loves to write and is currently writing a book series that I call either The Shiletel Series or The Green-Blooded Myths series. Which do you like better?
I will post more of my writings since I'll have more time to write them and maybe some stuff on Wicca and you'll probably experience a few of my rants. I like to rant when I'm angry. It helps me get it out. So now that I've settled what this blog will be about, will you join me on my ride through the vast brooding wilderness that is my life? (I have a big backyard with two fierce guard dogs named Jasper and Delilah).
Here's pictures of their beastliness:
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